it's been two days since that video was uploaded, and since then, it's been your go-to whenever you feel horny
you never thought it would have such a grip on you like this
the way he started out so nervous, teasing himself more and more until he finally lets instinct take over, forcefully gripping his cock and fucking his hand silly
shit, that's gotta be the best piece of media in that general
the only thing that bothers you about it though...
why did he bother to wear those tactical gloves?
it probably would've felt better if it was just his bare hand
you've never heard of anyone having a glove fetish before, but honestly, considering the shit you see on that board, it really isn't so crazy
still, you wonder...
anyway, you have bigger problems right now
you were left to believe that the only homework you had over the break was a week-long calisthenics log for P.E.
don't even need video proof or anything, could just fake some stats on the sheet and get full credit for it
it would've been perfect, but that cock-sucking English teacher apparently assigned us something while you weren't paying attention
sneaky little shit, and you would've never figured out if he didn't send out an email on the details
EWCA 41 - Break Paper - FAQ and suggestions
Johnson Dublepe <dublepejo@plsd.net>Hello everyone,
I just wanted to clarify some important points on what I expect from your paper on Monday.
1.) What I need from you is five interesting facts about your partner's hobby and some explanation on why each stood out to you. Ideally, this should be around 500 words, but as long as you can get your message across adequately, you can add or omit ~100 words.
2.) Preferably, you should be able to meet with your partner in-person so you can both show and demonstrate your hobbies to each other in a wholesome manner. If conflicts in schedule prohibit this, online conferences may also suffice, so long as you are able to both teach and learn enough about your respective interests.
3.) While I do not expect you to become experts in each other's fields, you should still be able to provide specific, detailed information. A good standard to use is to imagine yourself as a beginner looking to get into their field. After reading your paper, would you know what you need in order to make informed decisions on how to start?
In case it's needed, here's a list of the assigned partners. You should arrange a meeting date, whether online or in person, as soon as you can.
Have a good break,
Mr. Dublepe
fucking damn it
from what you can gather, it seems that this "break paper" involves having to meet with a classmate and talk about a hobby of your choosing
for most people, this wouldn't be a problem... but what the fuck are YOU supposed to talk about?
pirating games? beating your meat? those awkward, clunky chiptunes you made in Audacity a couple years ago?
you don’t have an interesting hobby at all, let alone one that someone could write an essay about
...well, actually, there is something you got into not too long ago, but you’re not sure if it’s a good idea to share it with a school-affiliated party
you started fucking around with tinkering around sophomore year, building stuff out of scrap metal, PVC pipes, explosive materials, shit like that
slingshots, black powder firecrackers, overall questionable goods
you’re actually pretty decent at it, considering that most of the time they worked and that you still have all 10 of your fingers
but it’s been a little while since then
and more importantly, you don’t need to get put on some government watch list over a classmate finding out you apparently make IEDs in your spare time
which is completely ludicrous, the explosive force never exceeds an M-80, they’re essentially harmless
but whatever you say is likely to reach across the whole school in a matter of days, considering that you just figured out who your partner is…
Fwd: EWCA 41 - Break Paper - FAQ and suggestions
Avery Barrere <barrereav@plsd.net>Hi Anon,
It looks like we’ve been assigned together for this project. I’m looking forward to working with you. What would be a good time to discuss things? I’m available pretty much the entire day haha
you just got this a few minutes ago
looks like there’s no need to check the partner list in that last email now
your break is actually about to be put on hold so that some silver-spoon piece of shit can flaunt his wealth over you while you sputter on about chiptunes or some shit, huh?
...
pfh, as fucking if
you immediately boot up Zoom, like the zoomer you are, and send him an invite to a video chat
no context, no meet time, nothing
immediately after, you rifle under your bed, past the various mismatching socks and cardboard boxes stuffed with old appliances, to recover your hidden masterpiece
you worked hours and hours on it, refining each aspect to near perfection
mom would FREAK if she knew you had it, but you’ve kept it under wraps quite well until now
it’s fine, really. if you have to do this, you’re going to take charge
fuck all these limp-dick school boards and chicken-shit normalfags, you’re tired of holding back
you’re gonna show this guy exactly what your “field of interest” is, and if he or anyone else has a problem with it, then fuck them too
you’re only a few months from graduating, anyway, so realistically, what’s the worst they could do?
there’s only a short delay before he joins your meeting
”Yo? Can you hear me alright?”
his voice resonates crystal clear, likely from an expensive microphone
”yup”, you respond, your scuffed webcam mic just barely getting the wavelengths across
”Ok, nice. So, uh, did you have anything in mind you wanted to talk about?”
”yeah, as a matter of fact, i do. check this out.”
you activate your camera, letting the cheap hardware struggle to focus onto its autodesignated focal point, a.k.a. the masterpiece you hold
an 8’’ shank, meticulously sharpened and polished from a piece of broken bicycle frame that you found lying under a bridge
the blade has a slight curve around its edge, straightening out by the belly, and the tip is pinprick sharp
to serve as a handle, you wrapped some electrical tape around its base, then you carefully tied some leather strips, ripped and fashioned from a belt you found in someone’s trash, flush around that
it looks like something that was confiscated from a brazilian prison, probably from some fat gangster known around his block as “grande sangue” but it’s your magnum opus, and it fills you with pride
it almost feels cathartic finally being able to show it off to someone else, even if he probably thinks that you’re a school threat now
”i made it myself… had to consult all kinds of blacksmithing guides and shit like that to make sure i was doing it right. it works great, too.”
you didn't notice until just now that he apparently also has his camera on (was it on from the start?)
as expected, his room is immaculate
big as all hell, well lit, walls painted a light beige, bed the size of fucking Nevada
but that look on his face… you were expecting to see discomfort, distress, something of that nature
but instead… you see fascination, wide eyes, and a focused gaze
”That looks amazing, man! It almost looks like it’s from a video game… wow, and it’s not, like, cosplay or anything?”
ah, he thinks it's just a toy, huh? you’ll show him…
”nope, this is the real deal, right here. wanna see?”
you hadn’t planned on it, but an impromptu demonstration will require a sacrifice, so you must look for one within the vicinity
a quick intermission is all you need, as you soon spot a suitable target: your old backpack, worn and no longer usable, just sitting in the closet gathering dust
this thing chafed like a motherfucker when it got too heavy. it’ll feel good stabbing this, so bonus points for that
it took some doing hanging it up in a location where both the webcam could see it and it wouldn’t cause any collateral damage if you fuck up somehow
you also stuff it with some junk like old graded papers and flattened soda cans for some added resistance, all within view of the camera so that he knows you’re not bullshitting, of course
you take your blade into your dominant hand and ready yourself
is he still watching? good
having no interest in fanfare, you raise your shank into the air before swiftly bringing it down into the backpack
you hear the crunch of aluminum, confirming your hit, but you wonder how deep it was able to go
and it seems a little difficult to pull out… uh oh, it didn’t get damaged, did it!?
you hurriedly scan around the circumference of the bag, and find the tip of your blade sticking out directly opposite from where you initially stabbed
wow… it actually went all the way through, huh? this really was your magnum opus
you turn back to the camera to find Avery fully leaning into his monitor
even from that little screen on the top-left, you can see his face reading nothing short of pure amazement and admiration
you have to put on your headphones to hear what he’s saying, so you can only make out the second half of his sentence
”-ffesionals could make stuff like that! That’s… woah, you have a real talent, man. So you make knives, then?”
“well, that and other stuff… if you come over, i can show you what i do with black powder”, you reply in a last-ditch attempt to scare him
”Ooh, you have-… no, there’s no way I’m gonna miss that. That sounds sick.”
”Hey, I’m glad I got you as my partner”, he says, before beaming a smile at you from across the screen. “You seem really cool.”
...
hmmm, nope, not good
all of the sudden, you don’t quite feel like yourself
you need to take a little break
”y-yeah, thanks, um, i… gotta toss this stuff. don’t worry, it was all junk anyway, needed to get tossed. just... give me a couple of minutes here.”
you get a trash bag out of the kitchen and bag up your sacrifice, heart pounding all the while
what’s happening to you? your hands… why wont your hands stop fucking shaking?
it feels like a spike of adrenaline is surging through you, but its not out of fear of getting caught
you still have an hour or so before your parents arrive
it’s just… why did he have to say those things to you at the end there?
doesn’t he know that this is the first time you’ve ever told anyone about your secret hobby?
to open up about yourself like that, expecting to be criticized, perhaps even shunned…
but instead received with open arms, genuine interest, and with the prettiest smile you’ve ever seen…
you think you know what you’re feeling right now, and it scares you
everyone at your school, and shit, probably everyone in general thinks that Avery is cute
there must be at least 1000 people with crushes on him at this very moment
you have no chance. he probably doesn’t even swing that way. you need to snap out of it
he was just being polite is all. yeah. just like with mr. know-it-all a couple of days ago
okay, deep breaths, lets get back to it
you hop back onto your computer. Avery went afk for a bit, it seems, but soon returns with a drink in his hand, something with an old-fashioned logo and a lemon on it
probably something imported and fancy
”hey, uh, anyway… the reason i did all that was because… if we have to do this lame ass assignment, i don’t wanna just half-ass it with some made-up pastime or whatever and waste each other’s break, y’know? let’s have some fun with this.”
”so, uh, you got anything going on that’s particularly exciting? …that you’re okay with sharing, of course.”
you’re not expecting much, really. maybe he goes golfing with his pops or something like that
”You know, I actually do have something that’s a little… adventurous. I don’t really talk about it much, but… have you ever been to a range before, Anon?”
”uh, you mean like a ranch?”
”No, man, not a ranch… a firing range, where you shoot at targets and stuff.”
”oh, naw. nothing like that. do they have any around here? that actually sounds fun.”
you must have that same look of curiosity on your face right now, because Avery looks delighted at your response
”Yeah, I go to one over by Peyote Creek. It’s not that far from here. If you want, you could get picked up and I’ll show you how to fire a gun there.”
what the fuck? this guy gets to shoot shit? is that even legal in high school?
”uh, yeah, man, i’ll look forward to it. shit, i’m glad i got to have you as a partner.”
”Hahah, thanks. Glad that worked out so well, huh? Wish I could give you a demonstration, too, but… can’t just pull those out in the house, y’know?”
the meeting ends with each of you confirming the dates of your little exhibitions
tomorrow, you’ll head over to the range to learn how to properly aim and fire a gun from Avery, although you promised your mom that you won’t actually do any shooting yourself
a blatant lie, of course
then, the next day, you’ll show him how to make (legal) firecrackers, along with a little surprise tool, a slingbow
heh, getting to hang out with a cute boy like him, both of you getting to fuck around with dangerous equipment, genuinely excited to discuss and take in each other's guilty pleasures…
you know what, Mr. Dublepe? maybe you’re alright, after all
all and all, it’s been a productive day, but it’s still missing something, isn’t it?
yep, time to spank it
tonight, we’ll send off our trusty /abg/ video to a glorious retirement with one final fap
it’s a nice vid, no doubt about it, but you’ve had your fill, seen all there is to see
let’s pull it up on the archive, there it is…
...hmmm, something’s… interesting here…
why does this video look a little… different than before?
nothing’s actually changed, that much is certain, but… you could swear that you already saw this room layout recently…
the shade of paint on the walls, the bed frame…
you’ve seen this today somewhere else other than this video
...
...oh shit, nigga, was this HIM?
full story here: https://rentry.org/calandcan