Jared drove away from the apartment in a quandary. So badly, he wanted to stay behind and be with his two friends who seemingly were quite attracted to one another.
If only I had the balls to tell them... He slammed the steering wheel in disgust, wondering why he hadn't revealed his feelings. He knew he still liked the girls but he felt that connection to both of them. Jared just couldn't admit to his friends that he was curious about gay sex as they were.
He shook his head, sighing, "A little pussy will make me forget." He smiled, turning up the radio, listening to Pearl Jam as it blared through the speakers. Jared tapped his fingers, singing the song "Jeremy" which was always one of his favorites.
He decided to focus not on what was going on back at home, but on the task ahead. His goal he'd always held near and dear to his heart. Being a porn star.
Jared never thought he had much talent to do anything else. He hated working for anyone really but the opportunity to get paid for having sex seemed like a dream come true.
Right up my alley, he always thought. Besides, the pay sucked at the pizza parlor. And he would make way more on just doing a movie than he'd make delivering food in about 6 months time. Not to mention, the ladies loved Jared.
Despite being a fifth year senior, he was very intelligent. Knew how to balance his checkbook, had great sense and street smarts. He just didn't like school; and because of that laziness, he was held back from graduating with his peers.
It didn't matter though. The only people he cared about in the world were at his apartment about to embark on new discovery.
What I wouldn't do to be a fly on that wall.
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