NYMPHO BABE - MANxMAN

Chapter 4

WYATT 

I couldn’t believe how time flies by. It would be less than a month now before graduation and summer break and then college. I had made up my mind. My results and my overall credits would allow me to pursue for a Sports Science major in college in fall – I’ve applied for Bryant and I’m praying so hard that I’ll be getting their acceptance letter sometime this summer – which is quite close to Brown.

It would be super handy for both Coop and I, because he’ll be starting college the same time as well and we could always go back home together.

“Dude, I’m so gonna beat your ass.”

“In your dreams, man.”

“Let’s make this interesting. Whoever lose will be bottoming for the whole month.” Someone suggested from our table, definitely a girl’s and I bet it was Will. He would always come up with the silliest bets. We were all huddled around a pair of joined tables in Dexter’s Diner downtown.

“Hey, that ain’t fair! He’s a goddamn footballer!”

My boyfriend began to pout a bit and his grip on mine loosened a bit, throwing daggers at her direction. The other guys were laughing their ass off with Will’s idea, completely agreeing even with Tyson’s hesitance.

“Take it or leave it, brah.”

I cocked my brow at him and he smiled, his defined jaws clenched and there was a sudden spark of excitement burning in his beautiful brown eyes – mirroring mine but I was quite positive that I’m gonna win this. Will was cheering for me while the other boys were torn between the two of us.

I got this in the bag, fosho.

“A month yeah? No holding back?”

“Babe, I don’t mind playing dirty with you anyways.”

Another round of cheers, hoots and howls erupted from the group, some of them chanting their favorite to win and I was glad that I chose the spot by the edge of the diner, away from the other patrons. We were just a bunch of high school seniors – apart from Will of course – getting a bit hyped up with testosterones and life.

The waiter didn’t even bother to let us know our place, she had probably expected it every single time we hung out here after school whenever there’s no football practice. My teammates are like my brothers, they stick up to me all the way – I really appreciated their support in the field after I came out to the team and the school and they returned it with respect, especially from Duncan the QB.

You could say that I was lucky and I had it all good.

The school was ending soon and I am so looking forward for summer. I already made some plans to go on a road trip with Tyson, hopefully all the way until Cape Cod. Neither of us had been there and our parents wouldn’t mind as long as we’re being considerate drivers on the road.

“Ty, prepare to get owned.”

“I might be a tracks star but you’re not the only one hitting the gym, bro.”

“I like them confidence in you, brah.”

“Stop talking ghetto with me, Wyatt. It’s horible, seriously.”

Will decided to elect himself as the unofficial ref for the hand wrestling competition going on for the last fifteen minutes, while we waited for our food to be served. Will – being the only girl in my posse – would be unbiased so I have absolute faith in him.