Billy felt a bit better after visiting the bathroom and headed towards Computer Science class with Mr. Gibson. He liked this class and made a point of not causing trouble for Mr. Gibson. The classes were interesting, and he learned a lot this year so far. He sat at his usual spot and started his PC while waiting for the rest of class to gather. The PCs were set up in three rows of 10 with 5 desks on each side facing each other. So, each desk had two large monitors back-to-back and a tower PC underneath. He checked his phone and saw a text from his sister with a Bitmoji, telling him 'Go for it!'. This brought back the memory of this morning's breakfast conversation about being a loner and never having a girlfriend.
As his classmates trickled in, Billy felt a mix of anticipation and distraction. The memory clung to him, and he debated whether now was the right time to take his sister's advice and step out of his comfort zone. Mr. Gibson entered the classroom, his usual energetic demeanor snapping Billy back to the present. The screen at the front lit up with the day's topic--an introduction to coding algorithms--which momentarily sparked Billy's curiosity and helped him push aside the lingering self-doubt. He resolved to focus on the lesson, but a small part of him couldn't help wondering if he could find the courage to change the narrative of his mornings and, perhaps, his life.
Looking at his PC, he realized it hadn't finished booting and currently had an error, saying invalid boot device. Mr. Gibson noticed the error and asked Billy to check the cables in the back to make sure all of them were connected correctly. Billy climbed down under the desk and started checking the cables then noticed a USB stick left behind. He removed the thumb drive and was about to climb back out but for some reason he looked up and noticed the person facing him in the opposite desk was Paul who usually sat across the room. He knew it was him because he was stroking his stupidly long, fat dick again except this time Billy had a clear and nearly close-up view of it. Again, he could clearly make out the shape of it as Paul splayed his legs wide and slowly stroked his hand on it as he had done before. Billy watched mesmerized at the display of manhood. Paul had to be fucking with him now, but Billy continued to watch and began to imagine reaching out to touch it himself. He pictured the long shaft, extending out from the tuft of hair to the hooded tip dripping with precum. He was almost beginning to salivate over it before Mr. Gibson surprised him, causing him to hit his head on the underside of the desk.
"Is everything OK down there, Billy?" Mr. Gibson asked from behind him. "Oooo, sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."
Billy crawled back out from the desk taking one more glance at Paul's display and sat in his seat, flushed. He restarted the PC and watched along with Mr. Gibson to see if it would start booting.
As it began loading the operating system, Mr. Gibson squeezed Billy's shoulder saying, "Nice work, Billy. What was it?"
"Uh, uh," he stuttered, "I think it was this thumb drive someone left in there."
Billy handed the thumb drive over to Mr. Gibson and tried to shake off the display Paul had subjected him to moments ago. He was distracted by Mr. Gibson's hand on his shoulder feeling the sensation traveling across his body leaving goose bumps behind.
Paul leaned to his side and looked at Billy feigning innocence asking, "Having difficulties over there, Rulio? Need any help?"
Billy gave him a hairy eyeball and replied, "No, I got it."
"Cool, Man," Paul replied with a wink. "Just let me know if you need anything over there, Billy."
Billy shook his head and logged into the PC to bring up the coding assignment and was able to force the thought of Paul's dick out of his head. He hadn't experienced this side of Paul who was borderline harassing him at this point and he wondered what triggered all this today. He couldn't figure out the sudden obsession with guys' packages he was being forced to deal with all morning. He couldn't believe he was fantasizing about Malcolm pissing on him and jerking off Paul.
Getting back to task with the class, he was able to avoid any further craziness and head to lunch. He went to get his lunch and found a corner of the cafeteria to be alone with his thoughts. He looked at the different groups across the cafeteria as they ate and chatted. As in the recent past, he found himself longing to be part of a group. He missed having close friends and wondered how it would feel to have a girl sitting next to him. He had a good view of his old friend Joey sitting with Steve, Kevin, Julie, Stacey and Kelly. He still had trouble seeing Steve with Stacey who out classed him by far. Steve was smaller than most boys and Stacey was what guys liked to call thick. She played on the softball team but was curvier than most girls in the school.
As Billy finished his lunch, he mulled over the tension that had been creeping into his day, uncertain whether it was the strange behavior he had encountered or his own restless thoughts that unsettled him most. He stared at the cafeteria's faded tiles, their dull patterns weaving a backdrop to the lively chatter around him. For a moment, he contemplated reaching out to Joey, maybe even trying to rekindle their old camaraderie, but he quickly dismissed the notion, unsure if he could bridge what felt like a chasm of time and change between them. Instead, he decided to spend the rest of the lunch period doing homework that he was supposed to do over the weekend. The bell rang, and with its shrill call, Billy steeled himself for the rest of the day, resolving to focus on his tasks and push aside the confusion and longing that gnawed at the edges of his thoughts.
Billy headed to his next class, which he also liked because of the new teacher this year, Miss Roxanne. She was nice and certainly the prettiest teacher in school, but more importantly she wasn't here in the years before when Billy was hanging out with Mark and causing trouble. He recalled briefly the incident that got Mark expelled when Mrs. Tyler confronted him for bullying Adam, Joey's younger brother. Mark used to harass him daily and Billy was guilty of at least bearing witness if not actively participating at times.
Settling into Biology class, Billy noticed Joey and continued his foray into self-doubt and social isolation. He almost wanted to blame Joey, but in his head, he knew the situation was his own choices that led him here. Class started and much to his delight, the topic for the next section was about sex. At least the biology involving different species' reproductive practices from the way Miss Roxanne explained it. The topic was surprisingly very fascinating and was able to allow Billy to forget the strange thoughts clouding his head today. A few times he felt slightly embarrassed when she talked about gorilla's penis size and monkeys having gay sex. She even talked about lions participating in incest where the father will have sex with the whole family just to show dominance.
The last half of class involved watching a documentary from BBC about the mating practices of different species. Joey left with Miss Roxanne carrying a box and once again, Billy was filled with envy. He watched Joey lift the box and noticed his old friend had bulked up a bit in the recent months. He had been scrawny the past few years with pimples and greasy hair most of the time. Now he was built more like a tall athlete with strong arms on display holding the box for Miss Roxanne. Walking past Billy's desk Joey's view was obstructed by the box allowing Billy a full look at his package as they walked out. Seeing Joey's dick snaked down his inner thigh much like Paul's earlier today, he found himself surprised.
