![]() “Fuck man come on!” Carter pleaded again, “Don’t do this we’re both in our 20s dude be serio-” Ollie was cut short by the feeling of his FOTL briefs rising up his ass crack. He wasn’t even bothering with the waistband, he was going right for the leg holes. He cursed himself in his head as he felt Ollie’s hands reach down the back of his undies.Ĭarter shivered as Ollie’s cold hands hit the sensitive skin on his ass. He ran out of undies on Saturday, and it was now Monday morning. His parents have been telling him since he was 17 that it was fine if he lived at home through college, but that he needed to learn to take care of himself. “Oh fuck me…” Carter’s words bounced around his head. Ollie’s laugh hit Carter’s ears like a mallet, “Wait wait wait! Dude! Seriously?! Tighty whities!!! Holy shit man this is going to be 10x better than I thought!” ![]() “C'mon man! Please, don’t do this! Grow up!” Carter once again tried to level with his captor. The chilly air hit Carter’s lower back like a cold blast from a garden hose. Ollie lifted Carter’s heavy black sweater up, exposing the top of his medium wash Levi jeans. “Ah ah ah!” Ollie called out as he tackled Carter in a bear hug, “Safety first my friend! We have to be sure all your straps are secured in place…” ![]() “An atomic wedgie…” Ollie’s grin twisted into a crooked smile reaching his arms put to once again grab hold of Carter.Ĭarter started to run across the lush green lawn as fast as his legs would carry him. “Uhhhmmmm?” Carter racked his brain for an answer as he climbed yo his feet. What’s one part molecular tearing and two parts tearing of cotton?” Ollie grinned down at Carter with a set of crooked teeth and bright blue eyes. “You think you’re so funny, huh? I’ve got jokes too dweeb. The wind swiftly left Carter’s body as he landed on the ground, the left side of his body taking the fall. Ollie dropped Carter to the ground with ease, “Sure thing man…” his expression smug as he adjusted the sleeves on his grey hoodie sporting the Uni’s logo. “DUDE! Let me down!” Carter kicked and grunted out. Ollie wasn’t much taller than Carter at 5'9", but it was clear he was much fonder of the gym. He wrapped his arms around Carter’s torso and ran half hazardous down the bleacher stairs with him. Ollie scaled the bleachers two at a time and reached Carter before he could move 10 feet to the left or right. He paused a moment, a look on his face saying he was deciding whether Carter was worth the troubles or not. I’m just having a really rough day…” Carter tried to reason with the guy hoping he might just let him be. Nervously, he tugged at the sleeves of his black pull over sweater while a lump in his throat formed. “Excuse me dork? What did you say to me?” the guy spoke as his book bag and coat hit the ground.Ĭarter froze at the top of the bleachers. “Hey dumbass, just because you stare at the grass doesn’t mean a game will suddenly start!” he laughed at his own joke while staring up at Carter.Ĭarter couldn’t even think before the words left his mouth, “No shit meathead…” his voice well above the whisper he intended to use. Carter’s focus shifted to a guy standing on the grass just below the bleachers. The quite of the afternoon was cut short by the sound of male laughter. But he just wanted to figure out how to make school easier. They were almost always empty, and Carter used the bleachers as a place to think.Ĭarter was smart, in fact, he was a bit of s smart ass because he knew he was smarter than those around him. The crisp Midwest autumn air rustled through his dark brown hair as he made his way to the soccer fields. He exited from the advanced engineering building out into the campus mall connecting all of the hard science buildings. The prof didn’t use online tools, and Carter couldn’t focus enough to filter the important stuff out of the lesson being given by the teacher’s monotone voice.Ĭarter gathered his bag and walked out of the building. This was one of many classed he was taking for his degree in engineering for aeronautics, and it was the one he liked the least. “Mister Leister, if you’re not going to pay attention to the course then may I suggest you just leave for the day?” Carter’s professor asked from the front of the class. He knew the road he wanted to travel, but it was an effort. The day he got his acceptance letter to his top choice college everyone else was thrilled while Carter was secretly loathing. The difference being Carter wouldn’t even reach for a pencil. He had big dreams, and though his were less business orientated, he had the same desire to reach for the stars. He followed in the footsteps of Floyd, his father. When people say to give the most strenuous task to a lazy person because they’ll find the fastest way to get it done, they mean guys like Carter. Carter was one of our generation’s lazy geniuses.
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