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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 11:48 am

From the corner of his eyes, Kevin could see the trouble Jacob was going through very well and that made him very happy. Oh, he loved to toy with people like that so much. His skills had always been manipulation based on feelings, why not use it to his own amusement, really? Once he was done with the boy delivery boy that had to make it all the way back to the inn in the middle of a hurricane, he went to the kitchen and took two plate, divided the food somewhat equaly. He was still keeping the best pieces for himself. There was being nice and there was being a saint, after all. He brought both plate as well as forks to the coffee table, placing one of them in front Jacob, before going back to the kitchen and taking two glasses of water. Not like he had anything else to offer as a drink, anyway. "Come on, stop mopping. Eat." He ordered the boy as he took his first bite. Uhm, that was decent. Could have been better, but was still good. He took another bite before raising his eyes at Jabob who still looked about to committing suicide. He sigh and rolled his eyes. "Do you want to talk about it? From man to man? Not that he really wanted too, but i was better than seeing the boy crying in front of him or something along hose lines. He was getting bored anyway. Might as well try to help the boy understand hat he was a f*****t.

Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 9:15 pm

Jacob idly took in the sound of the door shutting somewhere behind him, but his main focus? Right then? Was in his head. He wasn't gay. He knew he wasn't. Then why the hell did he have to think for reasons why he was? He wanted to hit something right then – anything – but he didn't want to lift his head. It was comfortable to keep it down like that – he felt too dizzy to really look anywhere else, anyway. This was starting to make him feel.. sick. He turned his head slightly to peek over at the food set down beside him, but he honestly didn't feel like eating – until the other had spoken, that is. He wasn't moping! There wasn't anything to mope about! He just didn't feel well because of the weather! He probably caught a cold or something out there! To prove that, he forced himself upright and stared at the food. Eating wasn't really something he felt like doing, so he just took a drink of water and crossed his arms again. Talk about it. About what?

After staring at Kevin for a long minute, the teenager finally 'talked', because even he couldn't feign ignorance on this. No, he was a man and he would stand his ground! No ******** way was he letting some freak get away with believing he was anything but a man! “I'm not That.” He started sternly, “I play football and I'm good at it. I've got a girlfriend too – I've screwed her before and, yeah, I liked it.” He emphasized that liking bit, his brows rising and eyes widening slightly to strengthen it – because, damn it, it was true! Kade wouldn't have been able to get it up! “Besides, it's ******** impossible. Seriously, my brother is a f*****t, what are the ******** chances that I'm That too? Huh? It's near impossible!” And Jacob knew that because he had.. looked it up. Several times. Yes, this hadn't been the first time he's had a little doubt, but he hadn't ever had it with someone else. “You just think I'm That 'cause he, uh.. I don't know, he got his gay scent or something on me somehow.” That was how homosexuals could tell each other apart, right? A smell? Or was that dogs..? Oh, ********, they're all the same anyway.

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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 9:47 pm

Kevin didn't bother looking at Jacob when the teen was talking. He preferred to keep his eyes on his food and make a small 'Mhm' sounds every now and then to show that he was still listening. Still, his food was more important than looking at the face of a disgusting homosexual. Shame on the human race, really. They would all burn in hell one day. All of them faggots. "Ah, yes. Of course. You play football. Just like David Kopay and Jerry Smith." He said between two bites of Almond Chicken. Since when had football made any man straight? They all were muscled man wearing thigh clothes groping each other and celebrating naked in group shower. That sounded just as gay as it could get. "As for liking your girlfriend's v****a..." He started, but took a pause to get a drink of water... for no other reason than the fact that he wanted to drag the moment as long as possible. Giving time for Jacob to think about all the horrors that Kevin could say following that break. Yes, young boy, be scared, be very, very scared. He put his glass on the table and finally, for the first time, raised his eyes toward Jacob, looking at him straight into his. "That just because it was close to her a**s. You wanted a**l sex didn't you? The a*****e is turning you on? Curiosity? a**l envy? Sweet buttcheek?." Aaaaand....Checkmate.

Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:34 pm

David. Kopay. Jacob twitched. He said it. That name. The name that he pretended didn't even freaking exist and here he was saying it! If he thought he didn't have energy moments ago, he really should have just waited a few minutes. His blood was pumping faster and faster with each second. Yes, he could accuse him of being gay without getting killed, the guy had given him food and shelter, he could let that go.. kinda. Point was. He didn't have the right to accuse the sport as anything but the epitome of manliness. The ******** was wrong with this guy?! And, then, he said it – something that had him frozen for a second, an action that made him nauseous with how infuriated he was seconds ago. He.. no, he liked her v****a! That.. uh.. No! But, ha, sure, Jacob had asked, maybe too strongly and a few more times – but, it was on a chick, so that didn't count. It wasn't like he wanted – Oh, God.

“F-first,” He started shakily because, ********, this was.. this wasn't.. He was shaken was the point, if a blanched face and stutter didn't indicate that. “Jerry Smith was straight. David Kopay's just a f*****t using some dead dude for his ******** cause, alright? Don't try to say otherwise. The sport's cool, okay? Not ******** gay. At all.” He stated that as seriously as he could, because he wouldn't have his sport put down while he was there! “Even if some players could be kinda gay,” He paused and looked at his plate, untouched, but his appetite hadn't come back just yet. “doesn't make the sport gay. They wouldn't even be complete fags. They'd just be, uh..” What was that word? The one Caprice used.. “B- Oh, <********>” He stood up and started to pace, needing some kind of movement to get his blood flowing and to at least try to calm him down. Walking, though, wasn't working. So, he swapped to push-ups.

“Alright, so, if I'm That, then it's – ********, man, it can't – see, no, I've seen stuff like that before. It didn't do anything. At all. I mean, you know, the s**t you can find online? That stuff. It didn't do anything so I didn't think..” ..What? Hadn't it been mentioned he had had doubts before? Yeah, so, the best way to remind himself that he wasn't gay was looking at a picture of a couple of naked dudes. ..It wasn't like he did it all the time, just maybe once or twice before when he was younger. “But, uh, there could be a small – ********, it's all Kade's ******** fault. It's like a goddamned disease or something and he infected me, because there's no way I was ******** born like it. I mean, I'm not.. there's.. gotta be a ******** difference. I'm not like That.” Forty or fifty push ups later, he flipped himself to his back and started with sit-ups, going as fast as possible as he spoke in only a way a Waldroup could.. Or a Murrow, not that Jacob knew any of them. “Is there more than one kind? Like, I dunno, do you know any of this s**t, man? Like, could there, uh, be one that isn't.. I mean, uh.. ********>” He paused after his last curl up, his forehead stopping to rest on his knees, “Alright, so, if.. IF I was, then, I-I, what, I mean, how would I.. be sure, because I've got a girlfriend and I've.. got a reputation and it's not like I can ******** ditch that just because..” He paused again in his rambling to breath, because this subject was draining.

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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 11:59 pm

Oh, Kevin was enjoying that, of so very much. Not laughing right now was so hard, but he wouldn't do no. No, if he was to laugh, it would ruin everything. He took a bite of his food in order to control his emotions. To calm himself. "Well... I never said the sport was gay. I said that playing the sport didn't stop you from being one." He went back to take some food and drink some water. Making sure to take as much time as possible in between every of his sentences. "Gays can be sneaky. Pretending to be straight? Playing manly sport? Even having sex with girls to keep apparences! Still, when no one is around, they just love being dirty filthy cocksucker." He explained to Jacob. You could never know who was gay! They were everywhere! At the bikeshop, the grocery store, the next house, even under your bed!!!!! Okay, maybe not that last one. "So, yes. There's more than one kind. There's the no-so-bad-almost-straight-one. They are decent. There's the you-give-me-a-weird-vibe ones. Those are the sneaky bastards that look you up in the shower but denies it. Then, there's the flaming one. Usually are hairdresser. They're the worst."

Kevin returned to his food and his... now empty glass of water. He raised a finger, motioning to the boy to wait a second as he went to get a refill. While he was in the kitchen, the man took the opportunity to finally be able to smile. He took maybe five seconds longer than expected to fill his glass, just so he could stop himself from smiling and went back to the coffee table, where Jacob was still doing exercises, probably to save the small bit of manliness he still had in him. "So, what was I saying again?" He didn't wait for Jacob's answer, going for his plate once again instead. "Ah! Right, right. How to know if you're gay for sure would be..." Wait for it... wait for it... "To sleep with another man."

Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 3:30 am

Playing sports, screwing girls, 'pretending' to be straight.. Jacob played sports! And screwed his girlfriend! And.. and he had.. He could have been.. but, wouldn't he have known..? Ah, ********, there was no time for any denial. It was just holding off the inevitable. There was a good chance he was gay. He had to be a man.. a gay man.. and deal with it. Hey, just because he could be, didn't mean he was gonna be ******** flaming like Kade was! Or check guys out and pretend not to be! He would be one of those practically straight okay kinds! That wouldn't be so bad, right?! ..Oh, God, he was gonna.. Jacob had to swallowed back bile for awhile now, feeling sicker and sicker as every thought flooded his head. Sure, he could tell himself that he was fine.. kinda.. with it. But, in reality? His world was <********> crumbling and –

“Oh, God.” That was it. Kevin had come back with a simple phrase that had Jacob darting up and rushing to the bathroom like a woman just finding out she was pregnant from a one night stand drug addicted man whore twelve hours from where she lived. ..Yes, it was that bad. Sleep with one?! That was – no. No, he couldn't! He had shut the door behind him while he vomited at the very thought of doing it, somehow finding the bathroom by the only miracle that he was thankful for that day. Sleep.. with a man.. But.. Oh, God. “

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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 6:37 pm

Once Jacob had ran away to the bathroom and had closed the door behind him, Kevin just had to take the occasions to snicker a bit. Oh, that was just so perfect. He wasn't the kind to like ruining the sex life of young boys, but when said boys had been awfully rude to him? Why not. He took his plate and his glass of brought to the kitchen where he washed them. Jacob sure was taking his time in the bathroom. Was he now jerking to the gay picture Kevin had previously put inside his shirt? Ah, no. Unfortunately, it was still laying on the ground. That was too bad. The man went to his room and look throught his suitcases. He was sure that he had brought at least one..-Ah! there it was. Pinot Noir red wine. He brought it back to the kitchen, opened it in a loud 'pop' then pored two glasses of it before bringing them to the living room. He doubted that Jacob would leave anytime soon, for cause of hurricane, so might as well let him get drunk. People were so much easier to influence when they were drunk. He stood up again from the the couch and went to the bathroom, knocking twice on the door. "Are you are done puking your heart's out because reality is a b***h? I've found some alcohol and I believe you are in need of a drink." He then went back, smile on his face, to the living room.

Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 11:41 pm

When he heard a pair of knocks at the door, Jacob had somewhat broken from his thoughts to listen. The bathroom was a much nicer place than out there, where he was being questioned of his beliefs, turning into something he loathed, and didn't have a single drop of hot cocoa to sooth him. Nope, it was just reality outside of this bathroom with wasn't his and, as Kevin had so aptly put it, reality was a b***h. He didn't want to leave the room and go back out there, but.. really, what difference did it make? At least out there he could get some alcohol, which he heard was pretty good for moments like this. Not that Jacob drank much outside of what he could find and his friends occasionally snatched from their own parents. He would be much more worldly, he always figured, if Caprice would just take some of the abundant vodka in her parent's liquor cabinet, but Jacob would have to settle with what he got. He didn't like pushing his sole access to the female sex – uh.. ********, he needed a drink.

The boy soon rose and slowly came into the living room, half expecting to find the man in the hallway when he first left, but it seemed he was expected to walk out on his own accord. ..Alright.. so.. he.. he was gay. (Oh, God, he hated thinking that.) That meant that drinking with a dude meant something completely – no, wait, the guy wasn't gay. What kind of f*****t acted like that, huh? ..But, didn't he know a lot about.. gays to not be one? ..Oh, he wasn't going to think about this right now. He couldn't doubt someone who wasn't kicking his a** for being a c**k sucker. “Alright.. Uh, I'll just.. sit over here.” He said with a motion to the spot farthest from the man, just to give him at least that courtesy. Jacob wouldn't want to sit next to a fairy when he was straight, he doubted anyone else would. “Thanks.” He muttered after taking a seat – if he had been Kevin, he would have kicked him out after probably chucking whatever was in sight at him.

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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 12:11 am

By the time Jacob had came back to the apartment, Kevin had turned the TV on.Of course, he had changed Chanel. Watching gay porn now would have been a very good move into turning Jacob's into a filthy homosexual. Instead, it was on an action movie channel. Currently playing : Resident Evil. Kevin simply glanced at the boy giving him a nod to acknowledge his presence. He took a sip of his wine and waited a good five minutes before speaking. "So, what are you going to do now?" That was a genuine question. He really wanted to know what kind of stupidity the boy would be doing!

Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 12:37 am

Oh, cool! Jacob grinned for a brief moment as he took in the movie on the television. Hot blond, jumping around in a lab all doused in what he guessed was water~ He could practically see her tits- He frowned as he realized that that was just some.. kind of freaky denial on him. He didn't really find her hot, that was just.. His frown grew and he took the glass on the coffee table that he presumed was for him. Wine..? Uh. He hadn't drank something like this before – always seemed kinda.. uptight or girly, which he.. wasn't one that could judge a straight guy's tastes. He took a sip of it and forced his face to remain straight, but a grimace passed over it regardless of what he wanted. He didn't feel like keeping up airs too much at that moment anyway.

“Uh..” He mumbled – what would he do..? He drank the rest of the wine in one gulp to hold off answering that, but.. silly thing with gulping. It didn't give anyone ever enough time. He set the cup down and brushed a hand through his hair, holding it there in thought. “I.. uh.. Caprice.. I.. can't dump her right now. Not.. without being sure, 'cause..” He owed Caprice that, right? Even if the thought made him sick. “I guess find a f*****t and, uh.. try it. There's always some around, I-I could probably find one.” His stomach lurched and he looked back at the television. Some chick in a sewer or something.. Not that interesting, but it would work as a distraction.

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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 12:50 am

Of course, the little Kevin in his head was having a field day! Laughing and rolling in his mental field. Jacob was now thinking about leaving his girlfriend! That was better than anything Kevin could have expected. Why not influence him a tiny bit more? Give him a push! "Of course not! ********! There's still the tiny itsy off chance that you're just a confused teenage and are still straight. Don't dump her until you are sure! But, if you do happen to like gay sex, which I'm sure you'll do considering how you've been acting, you need to tell her why you're dumping her. Girls loves f**, so there's nothing to worry. That way she wont go tell everyone that you were lousy in bed, because, you know, you're gay." Was that the kind of advise a sane person would have given a confused teenager? Of course not, but Kevin was far from being sane. He was an evil manipulator. He took a sip of his wine before pushing the bottle in Jacob's direction. Go on, young fool, drink! "Now, let me give you a piece of advise. I'm only doing it because, for a f*****t, you're pretty cool. Most people would think you are straight when they see you, so that's good. I respect that. Now, what I was saying, when you're having gay sex, you might have heard of they all like to take it up the a**, right? Well, don't ******** do it! You'll kill the last bit of straightness you have in you! No, just top. You don't need to take it up to know if you're gay or not. Just topping is enough. If you like it, well, you're gay. If not, you can go back to girls and everyone's happy." Since, of course, the first time topping didn't hurt at all unlike the first time bottoming. He wanted to make sure Jacob like his first time as much as possible! Just so he could see him being trouble for a year of two long. Evil? Yes, but that had already been stated.

Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 1:40 am

Jacob had turned his eyes back onto the man as he spoke, his attention drawn with some fleeting hope. Yeah, he wasn't entirely sure he was gay! Even.. if, as he said, he had a really good chance of it, it didn't mean.. Yeah.. His brow creased and his heart clenched – would telling Caprice she had been with a f** this whole time be really good? It would be better than having her think he left her because she wouldn't do anything outside of the basic, textbook stuff. Though, he was kind of miffed over that – no.. no, wait, maybe she hadn't done it because she could sense he was gay. What chick wanted to go very far with a ******** cocksucker? He was surprised she even let him kiss her! Yeah.. it would be better, for her, if he told her that he was gay. Girls liked that f*****t s**t. He nodded slightly at him, his hopes slowly rising again as he was complimented. So.. he didn't act like a ******** fairy? That was better than nothing, he guessed.. It really made him feel somewhat better – right before he was thrown back down into nausea as the topic of gay sex came up. He eagerly took the wine bottle to pour himself some more at that, shaking to the point he was surprised he hadn't spilled it. He took the now full cup and drank it unsparingly as the man continued to talk about asses and taking it, topping..

“Oh, God.” He mumbled after a particularly long drink, going back to pour himself.. maybe his second? Third? He wasn't sure, he just continued to gulp them down. “Listen, uh. Thanks, I mean, it's.. You're right, it.. I wouldn't..” His voice lowered to mutterings and he took yet another drink. If any guy wanted to try it, then wouldn't that make them gay automatically? But.. this was a special case, right? God, he hoped so. “So.. I.. I don't have to get.. screwed or any of that, right? It, uh, how.. Damn, you don't know, do you?” He chuckled – ah. Yeah, alcohol was taking effect. At least the buzz made him.. kinda happy. “How.. they, uh.. do it? Like, is it like.. any chick? I don't know, you know a lot of this crap, more than me.. Uh, not that I think.. you're like that, you're not, just.. Smart? Yeah. So, uh, do you know..?” In as little detail as possible? Anymore and he would probably be back in the bathroom.

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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:03 am

How many glass had the boy taken? Kevin was still on his first one, and at least half of the bottle was now gone. Not that he minded, that was his plan, but he hadn't expected Jacob to drink that fast. Oh well, that would just make it more amusing! "Well... for one to get screwed, one needs to do the screwing, no? Just logic." He was a bit surprised that the boy had never though of that. Was he thinking that gays like to get it in the a** while being taken by straight men who had taken them for girls since they were little fairies queen? What he didn't knew, was that that had exactly happen to a certain Raiden only a week ago. Kevin then shift his position on the couch to look at Jacob, trying to look as comprehensive as possible. "Listen, no. No, I don't know. I just know all of that because fags are everywhere nowadays." He maid a very small smile, trying to show the boy that he was understanding his predicament. "I'm sorry that I don't know but... They do." On that, he had pressed the recall button on the television remove, switching the channel back to the gay porn, where two burly men dressed as Gladiator where getting it down. Ah, Gay Porn. The new educator of the youth!

Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:44 am

Well, duh, Jacob thought that! He just thought they had, he didn't know, something there to get off. Or they traded off every few thru- Oh, God, no, he didn't want to visualize that.. Ah, but, whether he wanted to or not, Jacob was soon left with little choice! His eyes had glossed slightly with the alcohol hitting him faster and harder than the norm, even for someone of his experience and age.. But, that could be attributed to his lack of appetite earlier. Or the sheer amount.. Ah, did it matter right then? No, not at all! What mattered was he was feeling tipsy and Kevin was talking, seriously. It was Jacob's job to listen and take it in for later, so he could make someone else take it~ Hey, that was pretty funny! Good job, Jacob, making light of the worst situation imaginable! He chuckled to himself and nodded at the man, before he recognized that he was telling him.. that he didn't know? Ah, ********, why was he listening then?! He could have been doing something better! Like drinking more! Or getting that Chinese food.. wherever it was, since he was kinda hungry. Or.. or! Like watching the television as someone stuck their-

“, man, why.. why did you put a wall there?” He asked as his hands threaded into his hair, massaging the back of his head that had so mysteriously slammed into the wall on the way down. He swallowed and started to sit up, slowly since his head was spinning, but then he heard a groan. And not the I-just-threw-myself-over-the-couch-and-smashed-my-skull-against-a-wall kind of groan, either. No, it was the I-am-having-my-a**-pounded groan. So similar, but while one had Jacob whimpering, the other had him.. whimpering. Yeah, not that much difference there. He stifled that sound at the back of his throat as he reminded himself, albeit slowly, that he.. he had to know what the ******** he was about to do. Had to. It.. Oh, God. That was probably the fiftieth time he had thought that phrase, but, damn it, it was all he could do! He swallowed harshly and carefully glanced up from behind the couch to watch, pressing his face against the couch as large, wide eyes took in the images flickering on the screen. It was a wonder he hadn't puked by this point! Probably the alcohol helping there.

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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:58 am

When the boy went over the couch, Kevin couldn't help anymore and left a little chuckle out. At least, Jacob would believe that Kevin was laughing at him for falling, not because he was being tortured by gay stuff. He slowly shook his head from left to right, still laughing lowly. This was so funny. He took one more sip of his wine as Jacob rosed himself from behind the couch. "Well, I believe that's the best way for you to learn how to do it." He said as he got up and went around the living room and into his bedroom. Was he abandoning Jacob to his fate? Ah, of course not. That would just be boring. Pretty soon, he came out with a bunch of folders in his hands and regain his place on the couch. "Now, by male solidarity, I'm going to stay here with you. Just... dont expect me to watch the movie. I'm going to do some work instead. You? You keep your eyes on the Television Screen and try to... learn whatever you faggots do." In other words, he had a lawsuit to prepare for Judith and he had lost enough time already torturing the boy.

~~Time Skip till the end of the movie~
1 bottle of wine, 1 hour, 22526 thrusts and 24 cumshot later, the movie was finally over and Kevin had himself pretty advance in the W.D. Lawsuit. Of course, hearing all the wimpers from Jacob had amused him greatly during the past hour. When the generic was going, Kevin laid his pen on the table and closed his folders. He looked at Jacob. What was going throuht the boy's head? Only God knew, but he had a fairly good idea. "So.... feeling a bit thight in your pants? Learned anything good?"

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