Thread: The Swap [JohnD and Sigr]

Laura struggled to find a comfortable position to sit, was that the reason why boys always sat so strangely? She wondered for a moment how could it look when hard, but the tingle she felt as the idea crossed her mind made her abandon it and move on, passing time by sorting things out and tidying up her room a bit. Her room didn't really change too much in those past years, at least not in a sudden way from one day to the next, as it had been more of an evolution that was known for them both, so it was one of the few things that felt safe in that place. Pictures of friends adorned a cork board in a wall, witness of her social life, while a few trophies adorned another shelf, proof of her piano prowess. A few small stuffed animals appeared here and there, adding a cute and girlish vibe to a room that looked all too serious for a teenage girl otherwise. She sat at the head of her bed, back to the cherry wood headboard, feeling protected and comfortable. Laura hugged her favorite stuffed animal, a sizeable chocolate brown teddy bear bigger than her torso. Grasping onto 'Choco' she not only felt better and gave her hands something to play with when nervous, but also allowed her to lodge its enormous figure between her legs, adding to the much valued discretion she now needed. Helped with the tight underwear and shorts, covered by the skirt and with that stuffed animal, there was no way Will noticed anything strange. Soon enough, he appeared at the top of the ladder, getting through her open window with ease, looking way more amicable than the night before. Hey yourself Laura greeted back, wondering what the hell did he want. Thanks she welcomed the compliment, the honesty of it catching her by surprise. As it didn't sound lewd, nor was he telling her how hot she was, Laura did like it, brushing a lock of her blonde hair behind her right ear. Maybe he was there to apologize? Maybe that was what he meant with different. Had he finally understood that what he was doing didn't work with her? All of those questions meant nothing for her current predicament, but if he was able to behave decently, if he was someone she could trust, maybe she could share what happened with him, ask for advice. Will looked and sounded awkward, almost scared, but it seemed that Laura's hopes for an apology were unfounded. Weirdly bashful and restrained, Laura didn't flinch when he got rid of his shoes and got into the bed, as it wasn't anything new. What was different was the welcomed distance between them, as he wasn't all over her trying to cop a feel or anything else. Laura didn't have even the slightest grasp on what Will was talking about, unless he meant something similar to what happened to her, but that was impossible, absurd even. Not that what happened to her made sense, but for now she played her hand close to her chest, her meaner, bitter side taking charge. You sound stupid most of the time Laura remarked. Specially when you don't apologize for last nights' she added. You went way too far, does your dick do the thinking now? At least you sound sorry today, even if you didn't say you were she lashed out, clutching Choco tighter. Laura noticed, or at least she would swear she did notice a strange look on Will's green eyes. They were usually full of life, and admittedly beautiful to stare at, but she grasped a strange hint on them. Her own sky blues blinked, and the look wasn't there anymore, had she imagined it or was there something there? Was there something that happened to Will or that Will experienced that could explain his recent behavior, his now reserved approach. Oh My God Laura voiced. You didn't just realize that you are gay, right? she wondered. That would explain you overcompensating so much and being so aggressive... she pondered, leaving Choco to one side and crawling on all fours until she was closer to him, holding one of his hands in support. Wait. That makes no sense she realized, sitting closer to him. If you were you wouldn't be here asking if something changed on me, sorry she shook her head. Laura's groin now didn't have the added protection Choco offered, but her skirt and shorts were still doing a pretty good job of concealing her added bulge, unless someone was looking for that specific thing. You know you can trust me with anything, right? Laura tried to be at her nicest. I know I said pretty harsh things last night, but we are still friends, we always will she said. But seriously, you have to stop with that thing of getting into my pants like crazy. Even if I may like you that way sometime she was willingly to admit, that doesn't mean I want that huge dick of yours anywhere between my legs so soon she voiced. Laura had heard the rumors about his size, as something like that was bound to be gossiped or overheard, that also playing a hand in her reticence. Her voice did break a bit at the end of her last sentence, and her stare was a bit vacant. She didn't want his dick between her legs, right? There was no way, and yet that morning... No. Impossible. But then he...