Thicc Ass Vantas: DaveKat

Smoke Sessions

•You get to be Dave•

FRIDAY in the boy's locker room smelled of Stank ass and faint weed. Sounds of towels filled with soap hitting wet flesh and swirlies rung in your ears. The only thing on your body is a pair shades as you step your sweaty ass into the school showers. If anybody ask why you have shades on to shower you crack a sly joke like "Why you looking?".

John stepped in the shower stall next to yours. "Cock sucker." John said slinging a wet towel your way. You let out a cocky laugh.

"No that's you since you're the one with a boyfriend." You shot back while scrubbing the days sweat off your hairy fucking arm pits.

"I don't suck his dick he sucks mine." he smirked to himself.

"You're not fulling anyone you bottom bucket Egg." I slapped my knee laughing.

John rolled his eyes but smiled. You got sick of this wetness and turned the water off stretching out as you yawned and pulled a towel around your waist.

"Wet pussy." John joked at you.

"Do I look like Karkat in the shower?"

"I'd be worried if you were."

"I heard my name fuckasses." Karkat appeard fully clothed. He never changed in here. He goes into the bathroom stalls like the girls do. You couldn't help but chuckle.

"What can I say, I can never get you off my mind." John shot back in a fake flirtatious manner. If John didn't have a boyfriend you'd swear he'd be with Karkat hands down.

"We still on for smoking after school you bastard?" Karkat said boredly.

John turned the water off and every so 'shyly' walked outta the stall butt ass naked. "Course dork!"

You raise your eyebrows in question. You wondered why you weren't invited until John answered your question.

"You're coming to pussy boy and we're taking your car."

"Oh joy. Free weed for a car ride? Hell yeah Egg." You laughed slapping him on the back before throwing on some clothes. John did the same and the three of you exited to the schools parking lot as the bell rung to signal the realsing of the cracken. It was the weekend so as 17 and 18 year olds do a ruckess was made. Reving of engines, maybe the selling of drugs, music blasting from surrounding cars. The two in tow of you pulled up to your shitbox. John called shotgun leaving a disgruntled looking Karkat to fend for himself in the back with your older brother Dirk. Dirk let John have the front in exchange for aux cord rights. Dirk was only riding with you because his car was out of commission for the time being.

"So drop Dirk off then your place?" You questioned John.

"Sounds like a plan my man." John looked in the rear view mirror at Karkat who had his arms cross and a blush on his cheeks. He chuckled.

You end up looking too and smiled. He always looked so damn angry for no reason. A fucking child if you will. You got dismissed from the parking lot and your after school plans commenced as scheduled.

Arriving in John's saburban neighborhood you rolled up your windows and parallel parked this hot rod like the bad bitch you were. You, karkat, and john all entered the home slipping off your shoes. You been here a time or two so you knew the drill. His dad liked a clean vessel. It was allways refreshing stepping into a home like this. No smuppets to trip over, old food, trash. Living in your house was basically like living in a three person frat house. You loved it there. It was your home but damn shit gets on your nerves sometimes. You and Karkat Thicc Ass Vantas followed Egg down into his special room he so rightfully called the smoke room. Incase you were wondering his dad gives zero shits about John smoking. Funnily enough he smokes too. Sometimes in these smoke sessions John's dad would join them. Today he wasn't to be found. You thought about that for a second before turning to John.

"Where's you dad?" You questioned before a yawn left your lips.

"Fuckin bitches I guess." He laughed. Karkat finally pipped up.

"Let'ssss goooOoOOOOOO" karkat huffed.

"Patients my guy." You laugh snaking a arm around his shoulder. He tries shaking you off but you really are a persistent son of a bitch. Karkat acts like touching is a no no but he loves it. He's the biggest softy you'll ever see walk the high school. You start thinking about the one time both of you stayed here at Eggbutts. You two fell a sleep on the couch together, no homo tho, and john walked in to gently wake the two of you up and heard Karkat purring his lungs out with both arms wrapped tightly around your sides. It was enduring to say the least.

John got finished rolling the joints. Life was good and all. He hands you yours and you take one long good ass hit off that. Better than sex type shit. You took a deep ol breath and let it out you sunk onto the bean bag you were sharing with Karkat and closed your eyes. Karkat was handed his, took his hit and didn't look as angry anymore. Typical. Only weed makes that kid happy. You chuckled. John was next of course and dude gets excited about his weed you admit. Man takes a good sized drag and got excited

"MMMMM. Good shit right here boys." John said doing a little dance with his arms. Dork. You always wondered how you, a ironic, douche, kewl dude got involved with these loosers. These loosers were your damn best friends though and you would protect their asses with your whole fucking being. You'll weild a kantana on someone's ass if you caught someone lacking on their name.

The smoking lasted a long while you've taken in more than usual and you were feeling it. John went upstairs about half an hour ago to make edibles. You watched him come down with the tray of rice crispies. He offered you the sticky sweet treat and you happily excepted. Karkat doing the same. You both sat up in the bean bag to snack. It was a little while later when you felt Karkat's entire body sinking into your side.

"Comfy?" You chuckled.

"Hmp. Comfy is a light term" he dug his face into your arm pit and you wiggled a little bit giggling.

"Stahp. That tickles" you squirmed a little more. You heard what can be only described as a small maniacal laugh coming from the little dude. That wasn't a good sign.

Karkat sprung into action and claws immediately sank into your arm pits. This was not tickies. This was torture. You practically screeched as the dude contunied. You thought you'd piss yourself. A basically un responsive egg watched in amusement from the bean bag across from them.

You finally got sick of the Tom fullery and grabbed both of Karkat's wrist and held them above his head as you got on top of him.

"You better stop that right now little boy." You said sternly. Karkat just stared at you a gaped until you see him smirk.

"Make me." He spit out.

  You laughed darkly as you grabbed him by the chin and kissed him roughly. You have no idea where that came from but you did it. Karkat seemed to like it.  He made a noise of plessure as you slid the hand that was holding his chin to the sides of his throat and gave a light squeeze. You held your hand there for a moment before breaking the kiss.

"Wow." John said amazed from his bean bag. You blushed madly "I didn't know you were gay!" He spoke out.

You froze after letting go of Karkat completely. "I-...i" you sputtered.