Friday, September 6, 5:53 PM
Keithan: Dude, Marcy Michaelson just sucked my dick
Jason: Ew that's fucking disgusting.
Keithan: It was in her dad's garage right next to the fridge with the sodas in it
Jason: Was it good
Keithan: I mean. It was like cool to realize that a girl was literally sucking my dick, but it's also not the kind of thing I'd like go out of my way for again, you know what I mean
Jason: Plus isn't she still wearing braces
Keithan: Yeah dude
Jason: Ew wtf, that's like putting your cock in a garbage disposal that could be flicked on at any minute
Keithan: Anyway I couldn't cum so she just kinda was down there for a while while I was looking at all the dust on the fridge and the cobwebs on that string that hangs down from the garage door opener. Eventually I just said I had homework and went home.
Jason: Was she, like, bad at it or something
Keithan: I don't know. Honestly, she was kinda like, licking close to the pee hole area, you know what I mean? And it felt sort of weird and bad and it made me keep thinking of how a cat's tongue feels rough, but I felt like she would get upset if I told her she was licking my pee hole too much.
Jason: I mean I guess it's cool you're getting your dick sucked in senior year. Meanwhile all I'm doing is watching my parents get divorced.
Keithan: I thought they were going to wait until you went to college
Jason: They are but they're getting a head start now so they can pull the trigger as soon as I move out
Keithan: That's depressing
Jason: Yeah
Keithan: But honestly that whole thing with Marcy was depressing too. I kept looking at the top of her head and I could smell that she still used that Johnson & Johnson "No More Tears" shampoo and not only did I feel this awful like physical connection between the pee hole stuff and the shampoo but I started imagining the shampoo like seeping into my dick and burning and stinging and shit.
Jason: Fuck man
Keithan: Yeah. Is it weird that, walking home, thinking about how I told her I had homework to get her to stop sucking my dick, realizing that I actually did have homework, and realizing that the homework was a spelling worksheet where one of the words is "austere," I kind of wanted to kill myself
Jason: No, it's not weird. We're in senior year now man. The older you get the more you want to kill yourself. It means we're growing up.
Keithan: Yeah, I guess you're right. By the way, did you do your worksheet?
Jason: Yeah want to copy my answers or something
Keithan: Don't worry I'll make it look different