Title:           Norman and Scott play xbox
Author:          AsexualPansexual
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First Edit:      Thursday 1st of August 2013 07:28:28 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 1st of August 2013 07:28:28 AM CDT

>be Norman
>at school bored as fuck
>lunch break, time to get a sub
>your "racist" status wards off most people from talking with you, except the occasional insult
>in line, several girls are talking
>they look back and see me
>"hey, its the racist guy, Norland I think"
>who the fuck is Norland?
>more of the girls come in line with their friends, putting more distance between you and your sub
>finally it's your time to order
"Yeah, I'd like a sub"
>"sorry kid, we ran out"
>contemplating whether or not to shoot up the school
"I'll just have a turkey sandwich instead
>after receiving inferior sandwich, you go sit down at the least populated table
>you see Scott, the only other male student besides Brad whom you have talked to
>Scott looks bored, and has barely eaten his sandwich
>not wanting to eat another lunch alone, you walk to the seat next to Scott and sit down
"Hey Scott, whats up?"
>"Oh hey Norman. just a bit out of it today"
"Oh really?"
>"yeah. Kinda wish I was at home playing xbox and eating a sub, or something other than this sandwich
>didnt know he had an xbox, we should play together sometime
"Yeah, I understand. It beats sitting in class all day"
>Scott nods in agreement
"So whats your gamertag?"
>"oh, I don't have multiplayer"
"Well thats alright, we can just play at my house"
>"All right then"
>finally, a bro to hang out with
>last bell rings, you see Scott at his locker
"Hey Scott, still game for some xbox at my house?"
>"Of course man."
>You and Scott walk to your house, chatting about random stuff, sports, movies, food, chicks
>topic shifts to girls at our school
>"So you like any girls at school ,Norman?"
"What?"
>"Well I see you hang out with that new girl, Twilight and her friends."
>Usually you would change the topic, but Scott seems like a cool dude
"Well I do like the white one"
>"Rarity, right?"
"Yeah, but don't tell her, okay"
>"Don't worry man, I won't"
"Thanks. By the way, is there any girls you like?"
>Scott looked up at the sky for a moment
>"I don't really like any girl in that way"
"Really, no one?"
>"I guess the girls at our school just aren't my type"
>You arrive at your house, and unlock your door
>Parents aren't home, nice
>You lead Scott to your room upstairs
>you start up the xbox and find 2 controllers
>you give Scott the controller you usually don't use
"You want to play some CoD?"
>"Not really, I'm not good at shooters"
"Well we could play something else. I got some racing games"
>"Sure"
>you pick gran turismo, which was the first racing game you see
>you decide to race against only each other
> you both pick random car
>at the start of the race, Scott gains the lead, but you're right on his tail
>you bump his right rear just as a sharp curve comes up
>Scott crashes into the railing while you speed ahead
>you hear "screenlooker" uttered faintly from Scott
>Scott manages to catch up to your car, and is to your right side
>Scott's car rams into yours and forces it to grind against the railing
"Hey! You bastard"
>you reach over to Scott and grab his left hand, forcing his thumb off the analog stick
>Scott retaliates by grabbing the right side of your controller and forcefully takes it away
"Hey give it back, you cheater!"
>"You cheated first!"
>you reach for the controller, but Scott has his arm extended just beyond your fingertips
>you wrap your free arm around his waist and push forward, pinning him to the ground
>you extend your arms, realizing you are on top of another man
>Scott stares into your eyes
>your gaze meets his, intense eye contact
>your heart beats faster, suddenly the room feels hot
>a submissive Scott blushes, his breathing becoming deep
>fuck, this got gay really fast
>but it feels, sorta right
>Scott not resisting shows his willingness to...
"Oh, sorry"
>you quickly stand up, moving away from Scott
>you look away from Scott, but you can't stop thinking about that moment
>his lips looked soft and moist, and his cute soft blush gave off the aura of a pure maiden
>A maiden you could have gave your first kiss to
"Let's not talk about this, okay"
>"But I'll never forget it"
>you won't either
>Scott is just staring at you
>you turn your head, avoiding any possible intense moment like the one earlier
>you remember how Scott didn't like any of the girls at school
>now you know why none of the girls are his "type"