It were the final days of high school.
Summer had started early that year. All of us sweating in class rooms with only one fan blowing the slightest of breezes. Only the thought that classes were basically symbolic now, with all of us having already gotten our final grades, got us through our final weeks.
It's on one of these days during break that our best memories of high school would be made.
"My nuts are so full," Clive said, ushering a new topic of conversation that suddenly put everyone on edge. We were sitting in the quad like usual, chilling between the pillars overlooking the yard where everyone else was sitting. We were the group of guy seniors, most of us football and basketball players, and no one dared to come near us.
Clive was the joker of the group, so he could get away with saying anything. Blonde, with spiked hair, and a stumped face that made every joke even more hilarious somehow. But he was built like a man already, tall with broad shoulders and a flat stomach. He was the opposite of me. A tanned, short, slightly overweight boy still, most referred to as looking like a girl.
"Bro, I swear this weather got me boned up 24/7" Rachid said as he casually grabbed his package in his trainers.
Rachid was Moroccan and typically tall and slender, always wearing trainers wherever he went, no matter the temperature. He was what the girls found pretty. A full stubble, thick brows and dark brown eyes that sparkled with mischief. We all knew he'd been getting laid since the dawn of time, so his sexual prowess was earned if anything.
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" Ryan said, uncharacteristically quick witted. Ryan was the captain of the football team. A brooding, quiet guy, who could pass for twenty-seven. He often did when going out. He was more gym built than Clive, with bulging biceps that seemed to burst from his t-shirts, and big pecs that almost looked like boobs. But in a manly way.
The rest of us were more nerdy. Jake was fit for his height, black haired, with rock hard abs, but he was shy and studious and only joined basketball because he physically could score, not because he particularly enjoyed it. Tyrone was the chubby one of us, with glasses and also a major mathlete, but he had these total out of the blue comments that made everybody laugh. Plus he was kind, so the jocks didn't mind hanging out with him.
Nick was skinny as a bone and tall like a tree, clumsy and also very studious. He was on both the football and the basketball team only for his height and though he tried, he'd never have the coordination of a jock. In spite of this, or perhaps because of it, he was also a major bully.
And then there was me. The guy everyone just kind of hung out with. Not because we were close friends, but because no one especially disliked me. I was fine to tag along on school trips and here in the quad, but any invitation was always circumstantial, not personally addressed.
I knew it was because of how feminine I behaved, or more clearly, how feminine my body was. No matter how much I tried, I always wiggled my ass when walking up the stairs, couldn't take a hit without screaming like a girl, had man boobs that actually looked like boobs and a disproportionate thick ass. Everyone called me gay, especially Nick, I had gotten so used to it it didn't bother me anymore. I wasn't though. I had a girlfriend named Tracy, and the sex felt amazing. That gained me some respect, I think.
"What girlfriend? Her parents won't leave us alone for five seconds and she never wants to do anything. I fingered her once at the movies and she was dry as fuck!" Rachid replied, causing everyone to chuckle. "I'm a n18 year old dude, I need to fuck all day every day," he continued.
"I watch so much porn you guys, I nut like six times a day," Clive said. The chuckles continued.
"Same," Tyrone said, with his trademark matter-of-fact-ness. Everybody laughed out loud.
"You guys are pathetic," Ryan said. Everybody knew he was a virgin by choice, religious and saving himself for marriage. Porn and girls were not on his radar.
"Don't tell me you wouldn't stick it in a nice warm hole if it was right in front of you," Rachid said mockingly.
"I have more respect for women than that," Ryan said serious.
"I don't," Clive said, breaking the tension.
"No, you are the hole," Rachid built on it, stepping on the bench Clive was sitting on and pressing his crotch in Clive's face, while aggressively pushing his head towards him with his hand. Clive replied pretending to gag. Everybody laughed.
I got a weird knot in my stomach. This was pretty gay, but everybody seemed to think it was normal?
"Stop, you guys are making me hard," Jake said under his breath. Everybody fell silent, before erupting in laughter. And indeed, Jake rearranged a big bulge in his pants.
"See? It's normal. We're at the prime of our lives, we should be fucking all the time. We should have school mandated fuck breaks, to relieve our natural instincts," Rachid lectured.
"Relief them then," Clive said as he stood up, turned around and flashed us a bright white ass that made everyone recoil. Out of all people, Ryan stood up and slapped it, jokingly.
"Boy, you better hide that, cause you know how I feel about anal," Rachid said.
"Yeah, it hurts if you don't use lube," Tyrone quipped, making everyone bend double again.
"You did anal?" I heard myself say. Not actually, but in my experience, everyone fell silent. I thought I had said the wrong thing. Everything up till now had just been basic boy banter, but I made it too serious. Too weird, like I always did.
Instead, Rachid took the floor as he always loved to do.
"So much. Girls who have to stay pure for marriage only let you do anal, so they stay a virgin. I've pumped so much ass, you would get jealous," Rachid said turning around talking to everyone as if he was a leader in a cult. And in truth, we all were mesmerized by his story.
That Euphoria show is all fun and games, but the truth is almost none of us had sex regularly. Even I had only had it three times with my girlfriend and it was always after a party when she got drunk. I'm sure Jake, Tyrone and Nick never had any. Ryan definitely didn't. Clive said he did, but then everything's a joke with him and every girl he ever tried to book, declined publicly. So Rachid's confession was like hearing a master speak of his art. We all wished we were that lucky.
"Is it as good as it looks in porn?" Jake said quietly, his bulge still not down.
"Better," Rachid said determined. "Pussy is nice and all, especially when you get it drippin', but ass...." he let out a sigh and stretched his fingers in the air as if he was holding a big booty. "Ass is made for dick, man. It's tighter than any pussy you'll feel, you can smash it and a fat ass can take the hits, and it will never make you pay child support."
Everybody laughed, but I'm sure each and every one of us was bricked up.
"You haven't done anal," Ryan said confidently. Rachid looked at him with big eyes dramatically conveying his disbelief.
"No way a girl will have let you, let alone more than one," Ryan argued.
