He Didnt Like It, But He Refused To Show It. Despite Trying His Very Hardest The Last 4 Years It Ultimately

He didn’t like it, but he refused to show it. Despite trying his very hardest the last 4 years it ultimately didn’t matter, ‘cause there he was, sliding into the star freshman. He couldn’t really complain too much, for he had been on the other end of this not too long ago. Easily two dozen or so former players had ended their high school careers in his intestines, so it was only fair he’d have the same fate. Still a bit bittersweet, though. I’ll never understand why he went through with it. I mean he could’ve easily flipped the table and even have a fighting chance of taking on the team, but he didn’t. He dearly wanted to live, but to him there was something with more value than life: honor. I’ll never begin to comprehend his decision, but a part of me has to respect the guy.

"Chill lil broski. You're safe now. Those guys ain't gonna pick a fight with me to get to you." Daniel stirred a little less frantically, letting Lucas' voice calm him. "Can... can you take me somewhere safe to be let you?" Daniel cooed, feeling safe in this big strong man's stomach.

"Let you out? Ohhh... you think I'm going to take you somewhere safe.. guess that isn't entirely false. My arms and pecs are safe. No one hardly picks a fight with me, haha. Sorry lil guy if you thought you'd be coming out. Bud, you'll be safest as a part of me. Just relax and let big Lucas take care of you."

“Enjoy it while you can” he laughs to himself, knowing full well that his high school wrestling experience is gonna come in handy in the locker room on Friday

You can see the envy in his eyes for his big friend’s body

You could see it in their bulges, they were both starving. Right after the picture’s taken, they both race to the cameraman. 15 gets there first and scoffs at 12. He gets up to the neck when he realizes that his teammate was never planning on eating the cameraman himself. Five minutes later there lies #12 in the middle of the field alone, feeling beyond content.

“Looks like Tyler’s gonna have to cancel” read an ominous snap. Allison didn’t know what to make of it at first. She knew Greg could be an asshole, but eating her boyfriend two weeks before homecoming was a new low even for him! Greg tried to calm her with some bogus stories about Tyler being gay and him trying to save her from heartache before offering her the opportunity to go to the dance “with a real man”.

It was the night of HOCO when Greg pulled up in his used Cadillac. The plan went brilliantly, he thought, pleased with his performance that didn’t even leave the girl he had a crush on since sophomore year to hesitate his offer a moment. He rang the doorbell, 10 minutes late, but still cocky as ever. It was then, as Allison’s older brother swung open the door that he realized his grave miscalculation.