Tracob: Senior Year

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The day after the party, Jacob woke up feeling really confused and upset that Angie was mad at him. He also had a pounding headache and decided he needed coffee. He pulled on a t-shirt along with his joggers and ran his fingers through his hair before going downstairs.

Once in the kitchen, Jacob poured a cup of already made coffee. He sighed into it as he forced himself to fully wake up.

"Damn, the morning after look is really great on you. I could totally get use to that," Jacob heard a familiar voice say behind him. He quickly turned around and found Troye standing in the doorway of his kitchen.

"What the fuck?!" Jacob yelled.

"Language!" Jacob's mom, Carrie, called back. Troye giggled.

Jacob pushed past Troye and into the living room where his mom and Angie were sitting.

"This isn't funny anymore. Why is he in my house?"

"I had to drop something off to Mom and Troye and I are going to run some errands, chill out Jake."

"Ya, Jake," Troye teased from behind him. Troye ran his hand along Jacob's waist. "You should probably find a way to relax." Troye bit his lip.

Jacob scoffed, "I'm going to take a shower." Before Jacob could fully walk away, Troye gently reached out to touch his wrist and said, "think about me," with a wink.

Jacob stormed upstairs and into the bathroom. "Get a grip, you idiot," Jacob said to himself as he stood in front of the sink, holding tightly onto the sides. Troye had him all worked up and he couldn't begin to even understand why.

He reached into the shower to turn it on. Once the water had reached an appropriate setting, he pulled his clothes off and stepped inside. He sighed feeling so heavy under all of the tension in his body. Looking down Jacob realized a great source of his tension probably had much to do with his semi-hard member. He sighed and stroked over himself a few times until fully erect. Jacob then swiped his thumb over his slit, before he began rubbing up and down his cock. Jacob let out a sigh of relief as tension began to escape from his body. His mind began to search itself for some inspiration, until he was picturing two pink plump lips, and a pair of gorgeous blue eyes pleading for Jacob to think about him while...

"Holy fuck! No!" Jacob scolded himself. "No, no, no." He immediately turned the water on a cold setting and tried to make sense of his thoughts.

"That fucking asshole needs to stop toying with me and he needs to get out of my head," Jacob said out loud. He dropped his head. He was so embarrassed that he was about to touch himself while thinking about Troye. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" Jacob said pounding his fist against the shower wall. "You're straight, Jacob. You're fucking straight."

Luckily, Troye and Angie were gone by the time Jacob's shower had ended. He crawled into bed and decided to call Hari.

"What's up boo?" Hari asked.

"Hari, I'm straight."

"Umm duh."

"It's just that stupid boy keeps fucking with me and it's messing with my head."

"Oh," Hari answered.

"Oh! Is that all you have to say?"

"I mean he obviously has a thing for you, based on the way he first looked at you."

"But, why can't he understand that I'm not into boys. He says I'm not comfortable with my sexuality. What the fuck?"

"Maybe a night out with Alivia would help?"