The Saint Bernard Boys - The Party Part 3: Cody vs Justin

Part One 

Part Two 

 

 

Time passed and spirits were lifted. Everyone had a drink, and mostly everyone was chatty. Cody was even a tipsy. Jordan and Mikey were sitting on the couch, Paul and Cody were leaning on the wall next to the couch. Justin was sitting next to Cody, looking at Sven who was standing across from him, talking to both he and Liam, who was standing next to Sven. Nick was on the other side of the room, sitting against the wall. He was given an extra drink. Nate sat next to him, also with an extra drink. Neither of them said anything for some time. Both were still in their underwear.

"Man, today's been so memorable. Easily best birthday I've had since last year." 

"You only have one birthday a year..." Cody replied. 

"I know. That's why it's easily the best!" 

"It's because I'm such a sexy referee, isn't it?" Liam said facing Jordan. 

"You'd think watching Justin get his nuts crunched would teach you something." Sven said to Liam, who's right next to him. 

Liam covered his bulge and hid turned his body, getting some laughs. 

"Ah he did learn something." Paul said. 

"Sadly. Only downside to Liam being the sexy referee is that we don't get to see him all hot and sweaty." Mikey said. 

"That isn't a downside. I've seen these matches, I don't want any part of that." Liam said raising his hands up. 

"Someone's scared." Sven said. 

"I'm not scared... just happy I don't have to put my balls on the line to please the birthday boy." 

"But you totally would if I asked, wouldn't you?" Mikey asked with a smirk. 

"...Please don't ask." Liam said, getting everyone to laugh. 

"I won't, I won't. You've been a good referee." Mikey said. 

At this point, Jordan and Mikey saw Nate and Nick gingerly walk over to the rest of the the boys. Liam and Sven's back was to them as they walked up. Paul, Cody and Justin saw them out of the corner of their eyes as Jordan spoke up. 

"Oh, look at our two bruisers. How are we?" Liam and Sven turned around when they heard Jordan make his comment. 

"We're fine." Nate said. 

"Yeah... we're fine." Nick said with a smile. 

"That's good to hear. Take it you two worked it out."

The Saint Bernard Boys - The Party Part 2: Nick vs. Nate

Part One 

 

 

The 9 boys were all in good spirits, talking in Mikey's living room. Jordan was shirtless in his sweats, sitting on Mikey's lap, which was wet from the cum he shot out watching Jordan get blown then squeezed until he passed out. Mikey was wearing a black tee and sweats. 

Sitting next to Mikey and Jordan was the miraculous man who made both Mikey and Jordan cum with just one hand, Paul. The green eyed hunk was also shirtless, but did have a white tee before it was taken off. He's still wearing a nice tight pair of khakis which were currently riding up on him, which allowed his large bulge to be visualized by those who cared to look. 

Standing next to them against the wall was Cody. Cody was wearing tight jeans which hugged his lower half very well. His huge bulge and nice ass were both great to look at, but you could only see his bulge from the way he was standing. His legs were crossed as his back was leaning on the wall, wearing a blue dress shirt with white stripes. He got this shirt when he went shopping with Jordan, Paul and Nick some time ago. 

Nick was also wearing something he got when they went shopping some time ago. An orange polo and yellow shorts. He was standing in the middle of the room, having an animated argument with Justin. Justin was wearing a plain dark blue shirt and sweats, sporting a casual look. 

On the other side of the room was Sven, Liam and Nate. Liam was still sporting the sexy referee attire that was given to him. Short sleeved, buttoned down white and black striped shirt. Short tight black shorts that hugged his ample bulge very well. It intentionally left little to the imagination. Sven neglected to put his shirt back on as well, but when he did have it on, it was a light blue long sleeved shirt that hugged his body well, bulging where it should. He was wearing not too tight jeans that didn't show his less than average bulge, but did show that he rarely if ever skipped leg day. Nate was sitting on the floor, next to them, wearing light blue slacks and a buttoned up white dress shirt. Nate vastly over dressed for today's occasions. 

"You should be thanking Liam, Sven. You guys only won because of that kick he gave Jordan." Nate said with a grin, looking between his two friends.

"Yeah, you're right. Good shit man, knowing where your loyalties lie." Sven said patting Liam's shoulder. 

"Yeah, yeah. Of course Sven. You're the captain, I got your back." Liam said smiling. 

"Mmm... That's what I like to hear... you know, there are only a few things I'd rather hear." Sven said slyly. 

"And just what would you prefer to hear?" Nate asked with a raised eyebrow. 

The Saint Bernard Boys - The Party: Part 1

Here is the beginning of what was always meant to be the "finale". Enjoy! 

 

 

Mikey's party finally arrived! Jordan's reminded each of the 7 boys to come by in their Sunday's best! Well, he didn't actually specify a dress code at any point, but it went without saying that he wanted everyone to look their sexy selves. And all 7 sexy boys showed up, and all 9 of everyone were in Mikey's place, and everyone was ready for some fun. 

We start off with Cody showing up on his own accord. The sexy teenager was wearing a blue dress shirt, with white stripes. He got this at American Eagle when he and a few of the boys went shopping some time ago. It fit him exactly how he'd like it to and Cody was happy to be wearing it at the party. He was wearing some tight fitting jeans that hugged him tightly. You could see the large bulge in his jeans quite well, and Cody hoped it would please the birthday boy. 

"Cody! Oh my god it's great to see you!" Mikey said, as he opened his door. He moved in to hug Cody, and Cody returned the favor, hugging Mikey who was wearing a black tee and sweats. 

"It's awesome to see you too! Happy birthday dude, I got you something." Cody said, giving Mikey a small red bag. 

"Oh my god Cody, you didn't have to." Mikey said excitedly taking the bag. It took him a lot of restraint to not look in it right then and there. "I thought Jordan told you guys not to get me anything..."

"He did... but I had to get you something nice. It's your birthday haha."

"No, no one else did..." Mikey looked over Cody and his eyes fell on Cody's bulge in his jeans and smiled. "Plus, that's already a gift enough..." Mikey said, looking at Cody's bulge. Cody looked down and chuckled. 

"Yeah, well I wanted to make today special for you." Cody said with a big heart and smile. 

"You're too sweet Cody, honestly. Thanks a bunch." Mikey said, wrapping his arm around Cody again. "I'll bring this to my room, I'll be right back. Acclimate yourself!" Mikey said as he turned to bring the bag to his room. Cody walked in and saw there were quite a few here already. 

Jordan was here, obviously. He was wearing a sleeveless white tee shirt and just sweats. Which was much less then everyone else was wearing to this point. Jordan turned to Cody and smiled. 

"Cody! Hey dude, what's up! Glad you could make it." Jordan's hair was looking great, stylish and pink. 

"Of course, I'm excited!" Cody said, bubbling with energy. He saw Nick standing against the wall and walked up to him. He was wearing an orange polo and a nice yellow pair of shorts. He got these at American Eagle too, when he went with Cody, Paul and Jordan.

"Hey Paul, what's up." Cody said, hand on Nick's shoulder. Cody got the two twins confused. Nick turned his head with a raised eyebrow. 

"It's Nick, haha."

"Oh." Cody said, embarrassed. "Uh, hey Nick. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it dude, happens all the time. How you doing Cody?" Nick asked. 

"Good, good. Happy to be here. Sure beats getting yelled at by my mom at home, that's for sure."

The Saint Bernard Boys - Drowning in Agony

"Yeah man, I'm telling you. She has the biggest tits I've ever seen!"

"Cool."

"Dude, do you not believe me?" Sven asked sharply. 

"It's not that. I just don't care. I'm fucking gay dude, I don't give a shit about her tits." Jordan replied, turning his colorful head to his stud of a friend, who may be trying to overcompensate. 

"Whatever..." Sven said, looking back to the crowd. He then thought of something. 

"Jordan."

"Sven."

"You remember Greg, right?

"Uhhh... that poor freshman whose balls you've broken just because, right?"

"Right."

Sven thought about Greg a bit, still remembering his young and unrefined features, that are somewhat charming in a youthful way. He then remembered exactly how those small freshman balls felt in his hand, under his knee, and how that cute face contorted in terror. Sven wanted to see Greg again. 

"I haven't seen him in too long. Let's go reintroduce ourselves." 

Jordan sighed, moved off the lockers. He ran a hand through his hot pink hair and responded. 

"Yeah, let us. I'm sure he'll be jumping for joy when he sees you."

"He better. Most guys would feel blessed to have my attention like he does." Sven said, getting a silent eye roll outta Jordan. 

Sven thought a bit more. "He said he has Bio with Ms. Andersen, right?"

"I think so."

"Well... let's go wait for him in front." Sven said, moving off the locker. He walked in the direction of her class, and Jordan followed with a laugh. 

"All right. Let's pick on the freshman some more. Sounds like fun. He's pretty cute." Jordan said aloud. 

The two got to Ms. Andersen's Bio classroom and stood out in front. Jordan leaned against the wall, and dropped his bag to the floor. He looked around the kids walking by. They all looked like freshman. He made a mental note of which ones were cute, and which weren't. He realized that this freshman class was pretty ugly. 

Sven looked inside Ms. Andersen's bio classroom to see if Greg was already inside. He wasn't. He looked back out, and waited against the wall. They were quiet as they scanned the hallway for Greg. 

Then they saw Greg coming. He was walking with a friend, having some sort of animated discussion. 

"There." Jordan said, pointing down the hall. Sven turned his head and saw Greg talking with his friend, looking just as cute, if not cuter since he last saw him. Sven smirked and turned his body towards Greg. Waiting for the unsuspecting freshmen to walk into them. 

Very soon, the other boy looked up and saw Sven and Jordan staring at them with a smile. Peter knows who Sven is, and remembers what Greg told him. He hurriedly turned around and picked up his glasses as they fell on the floor in an anxiety driven turn. Greg kept on talking, and walking closer and closer to Sven and Jordan as he was looking down the entire time. Soon, he realized Peter wasn't talking anymore and turned to see him. Greg was confused when he saw no one, then looked around. That's when he saw that monstrous senior and his colorful friend staring at him, no more than 10 feet away. His brown eyes went wide and he stood as still as he could as he felt his life crashing down right in front of him. His stomach even began to make room for the enormous amount of pain he knew he was about to experience, as it dropped down into a dark abyss, leaving Greg to feel momentarily devoid on the inside. Sven smiled as they made eye contact. He watched Greg start to tremble. 

"Hey honey. How's your day?" Sven asked sincerely, but very obviously laced with cruel intentions. 

Greg did not expect this, and did not want to be here anymore. He acted on instinct and turned around and ran as fast as he could. 

"SHIT!" Sven said as he started running. 

Saint Bernard Boys - Gym: Part 2

Part One 

 

Soon everyone was standing and ready to go. Everyone's balls were hurting, so everyone was on the same level. Jordan and Liam vs Justin and Nate in a game of hoops.

"First to 10?" Justin asked.

"First to 10." Liam replied.

And so, it was first to 10. The 4 boys all got into it, and actually played fairly. Both teams wanted to win, as both teams really didn't want to lose. No one wanted to get busted again after what happened so far. 

It was tied 7-7 when Justin took off his white tee, showing off his hard defined abs and inspiring, hairless body.

"Woohoo! Show it off Justin bay-bay!" Jordan said excitedly.

Liam smirked, and took his shirt off too. Though not as bulky, Liam does not look any worse. Beautiful and hairless, defined and masculine. Jordan was in heaven. He decided to join and and took off his shirt too. Not as strong as Liam and Justin, but he still has much to be proud of. He cares about his appearance and the pink haired hottie looks damn great shirtless. 6 pack, great pecs. Decently sized arms. No one should be complaining about Jordan's body.

"Come on Nate. Join the fun." Jordan said, wanting Nate to take his shirt off. Nate shrugged and put the basketball on the floor. He decided to join in too. A six pack, but much slimmer than the other 3. He's the only one of the 3 who didn't shave completely either, as he had some hair going down towards his manhood over his strong upper body.

"I like it Nate. Looking like a man."

"And you look like a pussy." Nate said, who bent over and picked up the basketball and threw it to Jordan. Jordan and Liam scored last, so they had control of the ball. Jordan dribbled the ball, hunched over. He ran to Nate's left, running past the hairy chested teenager. Jordan and Nate's hair flailed through the air as both ran with intensity, in the name of sportsmanship. Nate tried to smack the ball out of Jordan's hand, but was unable to do so. Jordan ran up closer to the basket, and jumped in the air and shot the ball out at the height of his jump.

The ball would have went in, if it were not for Justin's vertical. Justin ran up to the basket and jumped up in front of the hoop, and smacked the ball back, still in play, but slowly dribbling out of bounds. Nate ran towards the ball and smacked it, getting it into his possession. He turned around to face forward, and moved towards the hoop while dribbling. Jordan was covering him, and Nate moved his back to Jordan, keeping the ball away from him. He feigned to the left, then ran right, tripping Jordan up. Nate ran and threw the ball up to the board, and Justin jumped up and with his 6 foot 3 frame, alley-oop'd the ball with authority.

"YEAAAHHHH!! WOOOO!" Justin yelled, beating his chest, establishing himself as the alpha male. "FUCKING DESTROYED!!" A hyped Justin yelled as he and Nate ran at each other and shared a chest bump.

"Liam, where the fuck were you?!?" Jordan asked his partner.

"Giving these two false hope." Liam responded as Justin got in position for Liam to toss him the ball.

"That was sexy, wasn't it?" Justin said as he caused his pecs to dance. Liam laughed and nodded.

"I'm wet dude." 

Justin's redheaded best friend tossed him the ball. Liam was actually bit wet, but it wasn't in that sense. He was glimmering with sweat. Liam wasn't the only one wet, all 4 boys were wet, and enthusiastic. Justin was dribbling the ball with a smile, looking for an opportunity to run past Liam.

"It's over dude, just let us finish this quickly. I'll go easy on your balls, I swear."

"And throw away the opportunity to crush those gigantic potatoes there?" Liam said, pointing to Justin's crotch. "Not gonna haPPEN!" He said as he quickly ran in and tried to slap the ball away. Justin saw it coming and dazzled with an unexpected pass to himself and ran around Liam. Jordan ran up to Justin and tried to cover him, to make up for his teammates misstep. Justin held the ball in his hand, and twisted his upper body away from Jordan, who was standing with his arms raised in front. Justin bent over, and tried to find a hole in Jordan's defense. He tossed in between Jordan's legs, and Nate ran up and got a hold of the ball. He turned around and steadied himself and went for a shot. The ball circled on the rim, but fell on the wrong side, the ball still in play. Nate ran in trying to catch it, but Liam was there first and took possession. He got in position and went for a shot. This shot went in. 8-8.

Saint Bernard Boys: The Gym Part 1

“Nate, would you let me suck your dick?”

“Probably, yeah. Not right now.”

"See, I wish more straight boys were like you."

"Do you now?"

"Yeah. Open to a good time. Also, I find your mean streak to be pretty sexy." 

Nate moved his eyes away from his phone and looked at Jordan. Both were in their Saint Bernard's High School attire, ignoring the class they're in. Jordan's pink hair was looking absolutely fabulous. And his clean ocean eyes looked alive and happy to be making contact with Nate's mocca eyes. 

"Your hair is looking really good today too." Jordan said. 

It's true. Nate's wavey brown hair was looking very good, looking almost blonde. Almost blonde. It isn't blonde, it never was blonde... but at a glance one could assume so. His hair compliments his defined boyish looks, and his slender body looked great too, in his white dress shirt and tight tan khakis. Both hugged his frame well enough. 

"Thanks Jordan. You're looking... mighty gay yourself." 

Jordan laughed lightly. "Thanks I guess." He turned back to the front of the classroom with a smile. It was religion class, and neither boys gave a fuck about it. They're only in this class because their parents feel they'd get a better education if they pay for it. But both set of parents apparently forgot what taxes are for. 

Nate kept his eyes on Jordan. Tight light blue dress shirt, sporting a loud purple tie and tight white khakis hugging his strong legs with no spare space. Nate's mind was focused on something Jordan said to him. 

"You said... my mean streak is sexy?" 

Jordan turned back to face his cute neighbor. "Yeah, I said that."

"How? Paul has a mean streak too, do you find that sexy?"

"No, not really. Paul's more moody. You're always like yourself... it feels different."

"Does it?"

"Yeah... it's hard to describe. But you're sexier." 

"Mr. George, we are all aware that you have strayed far, far from God's light... but please don't distract your classmates." The teacher boredly and loudly spoke from across the room. 

Jordan looked back to the husky teacher who's trying to spread God's word to the 20 or so boys in the class. "Sorry Mr. Green."

As the teacher turned back to the board, Nate shot his fist down between Jordan's legs, punching the flirtatious teen in his balls. This flattened Jordan's ample bulge against the chair below. Jordan gasped and instinctively shot his legs up, banging against the desk with a thud. 

"Mr. George, please curb your enthusiasm." Mr. Green said annoyed, only glancing behind him to confirm it was Mr. George who's enthusiasm needed curbing. 

Jordan croaked as he held Nate's hand that was grabbing his bulge without much  empathy. Nate began to close his fingers around Jordan's meaty package. Jordan's defined face was pained, and was obviously in a state of discomfort. 

"Sorry Mr. Green... won't happen again..." Jordan managed to croak out. Mr. Green raised his eye brow at Jordan, realizing something wasn't quite right. But Mr. Green doesn't get paid enough to care. He turned back to the board. 

Jordan let out another croak as Nate further closed his hand around Jordan's gonads. He tried to close his strong legs, but Nate didn't allow this. 

"Yeah Mr. George... curb your enthusiasm..." Nate whispered in Jordan's ear as he twisted his hand, causing Mr. George's cute blue eyes to lose focus. Nate moved his hand around Jordan's bulge, and found the other sex organ between the boy's legs. Nate kept his eyes on Jordan's face as his facial expression changed from one of pure agony, to one of pain and wonder. Nate rubbed his finger across the head of Jordan's cock, as Jordan closed his eyes and his pain slowly was combated with a sense of pleasure. Jordan's dick started to get hard in Nate's hand as a smirk appeared on Nate's face. A tent began to form in Jordan's khakis. 

The Pill

“Oh, how did it feel?”

“How does what feel?”

“Uh, the... thing you just mentioned?"

"Oh! The pill?" Sven confirmed, looking away from his locker for a moment. Jordan nodded his pink head, hoping for clarification. 

"Well... let's walk through this. First, you put it in your mouth, and swallow. Although, I don't think you need me to walk you through that-"

"Listen here, you dipshit!" Jordan tried to sound serious, but even he found the comment to be comedic, even though it was pretty low hanging fruit, and sort of rude. "I don't need your sass!"

Sven smirked as he looked through his locker. He shook his head and closed the locker, swinging his bag around. He turned to Jordan and opened his mouth to continue. 

"Okay, well once you swallow it like a bad girl, you then feel really tingly and proud of yourself, at least until the spanking. But, you'll feel it stuck in the back of your mouth, the taste won't-"

"Sven, shut the fuck up! I'm serious!" Jordan said a bit annoyed, but still smiling. He rested his head against the locker and looked at Sven's pleasant appearance. Sven rubbed his chin as he laughed, and inadvertently showing off his bulging biceps in his tight white shirt, and tilted his head, smiling his charming smile. Jordan always found himself feeling more comfortable when Sven smiled sincerely. 

"Okay, okay. So-" Sven began, when he felt a tug on his arm. 

A Considerate Reappearance

Bit of a short one here. Hope you guys enjoy!

"Yeah man, I'm telling you. She has the biggest tits I've ever seen!"

"Cool."

"Dude, do you not believe me?" Sven asked sharply.

"It's not that. I just don't care. I'm fucking gay dude, I don't give a shit about her tits." Jordan replied, turning his colorful head to his stud of a friend, who may be trying to overcompensate.

"Whatever..." Sven said, looking back to the crowd. He then thought of something.

"Jordan."

"Sven."

"You remember Greg, right?

"Uhhh... that poor freshman whose balls you've claimed ownership over just because, right?"

"Right."

Sven's mind filled with Greg at the moment, still remembering his young and unrefined features, that are somewhat charming in a youthful way. He then remembered exactly how those small freshman balls felt in his hand, under his knee, and how that cute face contorted in terror. How his skinny, freshman body was curled up in defense and writhed in a pain he couldn't do anything about. Sven enjoyed the feelings these thoughts gave birth to, and he wanted to reexperience them again. Sven wanted to find Greg

"I haven't seen him in too long. Let's go reintroduce ourselves."

Shredded Shirts, Bruised Balls and Misguided Deciders

Hey guys! Should probably read my previous story first! I hope you guys enjoy! 
I also hope there aren't too many errors, I had to do some weirdness to format this properly. No idea what the issue was, but I digress. 

“It should be a crime for you to wear a shirt.”

Jordan stared at Nick with yearning admiration. Nick’s a very handsome 18 year old boy with gorgeous green eyes that are always on the lookout for a way to have fun. He's handsome, and cares how he looks. His jet black hair is well kept, and his face has no real flaws. A strong jawline, sweet dimples and cheekbones that are obvious, but aren't so sharp as to make him look manufactured; A natural, handsome face and a strong, sexy body with well kept and defined 6 pack abs, bulging biceps, bouncing pecs and a bulbous crotch. 

Nick's not wearing a shirt as we join in, and he's wearing white basketball shorts that are very soft to the touch. His body has some sweat running over, but he's hardly worked himself up. Nick felt awesome as he thought of a reply to his friend's complimentary words. 

A Puppies Whimper

Jordan laughed at Sven's previous comment, which was the greatest joke ever told. After he calmed down, rubbed the tears out of his eye and was finally able to use his voice. "Holy shit dude, that was awesome."

"You're welcome. You won't get that kind of humor in Big Mouth!" Sven said, referring to the hit Netflix original which has garnered mixed reviews. Some love the crude, relatable, raw ugliness of puberty, but other's find the art to be nasty to look at, and the humor to be the lazy end of raunchy, which only gets by on the wow factor. 

"Ehh, it's a different kind of humor. I think Big Mouth is fucking awesome." 

"That's what everyone says, but I hated the first episode." Sven replied. 

"What!? How!?"

"It was stupid. Like, the humor was very... juvenile." Sven scoffed. 

"What!? Have you never been through puberty?" Jordan asked Sven, who's young high school body was bulging through his tight uniform. The corner of Sven raised his eye at this bogus accusation. He raised his hands up and ran them down his sculptured young adult figure. 

"No, I've never been through puberty. I came out of my mother looking like this." Sven blankly stated. 

"That poor pussy. Tore her in two." Jordan said laughing with Sven. 

"Haha, yeah. Bless her soul." 

An Uncomfortable Realization

Merry Christmas!


“Nah, fuck that noise.”

“Why? Are we scared?”

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Then come on... Mikey would love it if you can come to his party... And I'd love it too!"

"I don't think that matters to me all that much..." 

Jordan glared at Sven. The confident blond was wearing a smirk after his rude comment, displaying the confidence he holds in his charm. After he realized Jordan wasn't falling victim, he laughed lightly and shook his head. 

"Just joking Jordan, just kidding... but seriously, I'm not sure. I'll try though. Okay?"

Crawl you Weak Bitch

“Jooorddaaan…”

“Yeees my dear?”

"I. am. HORNY." 

Jordan laughed. The boy loving teenager was shirtless and wearing a pair of grey sweats, sitting on the couch watching whatever he felt was worth watching on Netflix. Jordan turned his handsome face to his boyfriend, Mikey. Mikey was right behind him, and latched onto his cute pink haired boyfriend with salacious intentions. At first contact, Jordan but laughed after he realized there was nothing to worry about. It's just his loving boyfriend, Mikey. 

Mikey was a 20 year old who graduated from Saint Bernard High School his Senior year, when Jordan was just a Sophomore. The two started dating late that year, and have kept at it for 2 years running. Mikey gets by thanks to his rich parents, which is why he's able to have his own place at the age of 20. It's not the 1950's, you can't just do that comfortably anymore. Especially just out of high school.

Mikey owns messy medium brown hair and was sporting stubble. A strong body, but not as built Jordan's. Currently shirtless, just like Jordan, but Mikey had on these stained tighty whities, showing off his decent bulge, nice body, and messy tendencies. Mikey is happy with how he looks, but he does have a bit of fat he'd ideally like to lose. But Jordan still loves looking at Mikey. He likes how his imperfections make him feel that much more of a boy. 

"Horny, you say?" Jordan asked as he turned to face Mikey, laughing. 

"My cock is itching for release." Mikey mused with his face inches from Jordan's. The two stared into each other's eyes, reading each other's minds. 

Lunch - A Gentleman's Gathering

This is Lunch! A get together between the attendee's at Saint Bernard High School. Please, leave a comment and some feedback! Always love to hear people's opinion! 

Saint Bernard High School is an all boys school. When a large amount of teenage boys come together, a couple things happen. One thing that happens is a lot of loud noises. Boys being able to be themselves around other boys, boys not having to try and impress any pretty girls. They just be the loud and obnoxious boys that they are. Another thing that happens is horseplay. You know the old adage, boys will be boys. They'll mess around, joke about. Throw a few well placed slaps. And hopefully a few more.

There are many boys in this school, but for the purpose of this story, we will focus on one lunch table.

This is a good time to remind everyone, there is a school wide dress policy in Saint Bernard High School. You’re supposed to wear either a white or a blue dress shirt, and khakis to match. You’re also supposed to wear a tie, but that isn’t reinforced too harshly. Times have changed, Catholic Schools don't discipline with rulers and the bible anymore. They have grown to be more lenient. Because, regardless what you do. Boys will be boys.

“Yo Cody, mind sharing some of those fries?”

Jordan's Wrong Turn

It's a dark chilly night, and Jordan's walking around town. A ripe age of 18, and very… colorful. He’s died his hair a bright pink and has eyes as blue as the sea. And not the mucky color, you get in some parts of the world nowadays. The blue that you can see through. Jordan always wears colorful clothing when he’s the opportunity, and today, he’s wearing a tie dye shirt and tight jeans that hug his legs like they were his boyfriend. And many would swoon at the opportunity, as Jordan is a very attractive young man. He’s fit, flamboyant and cares about how he looks. And he knows he looks good. Today, he’s on his way to his boyfriend's house, which normally wouldn’t be much a problem thanks to modern day technology, where we have everything we could possibly want at our fingertips. However, the issue with modern day technology is that you need to prepare. Jordan didn’t charge his phone; he forgot to prepare. However, Jordan does not worry. He’s a happy guy, and is sure he’ll get there soon.

“It’s no big deal, I’ll find my way there!” Jordan said, before this story take's place.

However Jordan made a wrong turn.