Experimental Study [WHOLE STORY]

Synopsis: ‘Gay’ Jack witnesses his ‘straight’ crush Will continually shove his hand down his pants mid-conversation so he invents a machine to read Will’s mind in order to figure out why he does it. What he learns changes everything. 

“There are three reasons why a male will touch their crotch…” The article Jack had googled began…

“The first reason is because of temperature…” Jack read all about how guys can feel discomfort from the cold that only direct hand heat will alleviate. Jack nodded his head in disagreement and continued to read. He vowed that temperature alone couldn’t be why his friend Jack did it habitually. 

“The second reason is to relieve stress…” Jack read a bit about how the act of feeling one’s goods releases a ‘stress chemical’ that makes men feel better. Jack wasn’t quite sure he believed that either.

“The third reason is for safety.” Jack flat out rejected the notion his buddy and crush of over a year would feel threatened. Jack had already told Will how much he wanted to be with him despite Will’s being straight.

Jack and Will had become great friends. Jack even considered Will boyfriend material had he been gay. There was much to love about Will: athletic, masculine, and always a fun guy.

In regards to Will’s hand always being down his pants during casual conversation, Jack wasn’t sure how to bring that up. Sure the two had ‘deep’ conversations at times, but this was a bit weird considering the subject matter. Jack resolved to use his expertise in brain science to create a machine that would be able to read Will’s mind as it pertained to his arousal. 

* * *

[Powering Up]

[Initializing]

[Ready …]

“Success!” Jack jumped for joy as he inserted the small earpiece which acted as the receiver into his ear. 

“Alright, now to wait…” Jack thought about how often Will did this strange behavior and figured he wouldn’t have to wait long to hear what his thought process was. 

* * *

*Cue Will*

“Hey bitch,” Will greeted, with a smile.

“Hey babe!” Jack greeted back.

“GAY!” Will shouted back, but in a fake-angry way. Will made it a habit of asserting his straight dominance at every chance, despite knowing the emotional attachment Jack had to him. 

The two settled in front of the TV in the living room, with Jack choosing to take a seat on the couch. At first, in his earpiece, Jack heard one-word fragments of thoughts… nothing that would make sense. Jack figured the technology was imperfect. Moments later, he saw Will begin to play on the waistband of his sweats. 

…And then Will shoved both hands simultaneously down his pants. 

>mmmmmake him lookkkkkkk< vibrated in Jack’s ear, just loud enough that Will himself would not hear it. 

>ssssshow it to himmmmm< 

>iiiiii want him to think about itttttttt<

Jack was SHOCKED at what he was hearing. He had an advantage in that Will was unaware of the snooping. Unfortunately for Jack, he did fall right into the trap of looking directly at Will’s groin.

>yyyyyyyes, I knew that filthy animal would lookkkkkkk<

Meanwhile in the open room, a commercial was playing in the background… Arby’s commercial of some kind. Will had been pacing back and forth - thinking. Then the silence broke…

Will rattled off, “I’m so bored.”

To which Jack eagerly responded, “Let’s go to the new gym you mentioned.”

Will cut him off…

“–ABSOLUTELY not, gay boy! I’m not going to the gym with you.”

>nnnnnnnnno way in hell, not yettttttttttt< Jack heard in his earpiece. 

Jack was no stranger to the pushback for he’d seen it before. This time he’d been intrigued by what, “not yet,” meant. 

“So he is messing with me!!! But why is he so homophobic all the time?” Thought Jack.

After a mix of TV watching and casual chat over nothing in particular, Will said he was going to play video games. Outwardly the dynamic was normal and Will would suspect nothing fishy. Jack stood firm on his plan to keep quiet for now. 

“Oh man! You mean I don’t get to see you for an hour?” Jack whined, playing into his feelings.

Will shot back, “Shut the fuck up- I’m straight- how many times do I have to tell you?!

* * *

Some number of days had passed before Jack was able to have Will over again. Distance didn't stop the two from talking, as texting was a major part of the game they played. Many of times Will would wait until the late hours of the evening before texting Jack something random, maybe about coordinating schedules, or when they could game together. 

When Will arrived over Jack already had his earpiece ready. 

>iiiiiii can't wait to see himmmmmm< Jack was able to tune in...

The two greeted each other, although Jack wore a big smile having heard already how eager Will was to see him. Jack remained uneasy because if anything gay happened Will would likely get aggressive. 

"Sup?" Jack took a normal approach.

"Ahh, ready to chill," Will said.

Like clockwork, the two chilled as they always have. The conversation at hand had Jack unable to focus on his machine. Jack enjoyed spending time with Will and no machine was going to take away from that. Still, he tuned in...

>dddddont' show him interestttttttt< Jack heard during a natural moment of silence.

Jack would hear the occasional homophobic thought also. Mainly he heard Will think about him. Jack remained curious about the crotch grabbing....

....And not but 20 minutes into the hangout Jack looked over and saw Will hands-deep-in-pants sitting on the couch.

>llllllook fag, lookkkkk<

Again, Jack found himself staring. Will began to move his hands more, drawing attention to it more.

>iiiii want to fuck that fag so muchhhhhhh<

At that instant Will saw a certain smirk and twinkle within Jack's eyes. With no ability not to, Will emulated the eye contact and smile he saw before him. It was very contagious.

"What the fuck do you want? Stop acting weird!" Will spat, in between the smiles.

Will responded, "Your hands are down your pants, sorry!" 

Immediately Will replied, "Yea, don't be gay - don't look!"

"Well why are you doing it?" Jack asked.

"Stop being gay!" 

Jack had enough. He stood up and pounced directly on Will. It happened so fast neither of them knew what happened. Jack planted a kiss right on Will's lips then sat back. The shock on Will's face spoke volumes to how he felt.

>hhhhhhholy shit, it happenedddddd<

>kkkkkkiss back? what do i doooooo?<

With that, Jack went in for seconds, this time using his hands to amplify their connection. Below him he felt and saw a growing boner in Will's sweats, along with a wet patch the size of a quarter and growing. 

Will grunted in between the kissing as he undressed himself as well as Jack. 

After Will blew his load within seconds all over Jack's chest, Jack did the same. The two were breathing heavy now.

Will managed to get out a, "F-Fuck you...."

"...This doesn't leave here, faggot."