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Rocko, I’m in Pain

Rocko sits in his English class with his head down quietly. All the kids around him are talking to eachother—jokes, whispers, chairs scraping. Rocko has never fit in with them he’s shy, socially awkward, and not traditionally masculine in any way. Hes got a baby face “cute” by most people’s standards almost like a puppy. “This dude looks like he sucks dick” Anthony always says stuff like this. Never directly to Rocko but just loud enough that he can hear it. Rocko’s used to it but it still cuts deep. He’s just been cut deep so many times he’s used to the pain. And he’s found a way to numb it. He looks around to make sure the teacher isn’t looking and grabs the cart he has hidden

In his bag. He puts it in his pocket and walks up to the teacher who gives him the same annoyed look everyone always does. “How can I help you.” She says sternly. “Uh… I know class just started but I’ve really got to go to the bathroom, could you write me a pass?” The teacher gives him yet another annoyed look, “fine go—make it quick, we have silent reading starting in a few minutes.” Rocko awkwardly smiles and takes the pass from the teacher before turning around and walking out.

He gets into the bathroom and looks for an empty stall preferably not right next to someone taking a shit. He finds a stall and locks himself inside. Finally a moment of peace from all the chaos. He takes the cart out of his pocket and puts it to his lips. A few hits is all it takes to make school more tolerable. Once he’s done he puts his cart back in his pocket and walks out eager for the buzz to kick in.

He stumbles back into class. Everyone knows he’s high, It’s become a joke at this point. He sits in his seat and stares blankly at the wall in front of him thinking about how much he can’t wait to get out of this god awful school. The kid who sits next to him, Charlie, a popular athlete decides now’s the perfect time to mess with rocko. He puts his arm around him and looks at his friends who are also a bunch popular assholes who think the whole world revolves around them and they smile back at him. Rocko does nothing he’s never done anything what could he do? The size difference is too big and Rocko isnt aggressive at all, he’s timid and Charlie knows that. It’s why he does it because Rocko never fights back he just sits there quietly too afraid to even make eye contact. Rocko put his head down the social humiliations to much the only thing that’s keeping him from crying is the numbness of his high. The bell rings and he stands up, grabs his bag, and heads toward the door when suddenly, “hey, you dropped your pencil.” Charlie says standing behind him. Rocko doesn’t make eye contact he just thanks him quietly and grabs his pencil. He heads out the door relieved the school day is over.

The next day Rocko reluctantly heads back into class high, as usual. He sits down and waits for the usual side comments or bullying. He sits silently appreciating the temporary quiet but then sees Charlie walk in with his hood up with a nervous look on his face. Charlie sits down and doesn’t scroll on his phone like he usually does he just sits there and stares at the wooden pattern on the desk. Rocko doesn’t say anything but this continues on for some time. Suddenly the teacher stands up and says to the class, “ everyone today we are reading an article on the life and works of the poet Edgar Allen Poe. I want you to read out loud with the person sitting next to you.” As soon as these words leave her lips there is a collective groan from the class, “not this shit again” Rocko hears one kid mumble. Rocko reluctantly looks over at Charlie who’s already looking at him. Charlie’s built, his hoodie doesn’t hide the size of his arms. “All right do you want to start or me” Rocko quietly says avoiding eye contact. “I want you to start… and I want you to read the entire thing to me” Charlie says staring rocko down. “Uh… okay sure” Rocko says nervously and stutters through the article for 10 minutes while Charlie laughs to himself. Rocko eventually finishes and sighs with relief. Charlie says nothing he just goes back to staring off into space. “Are you okay” Rocko nervously asks. Charlie looks at him for a moment surprised he finally spoke and said “yeah, I’m like this every year around football tryouts, I just can’t get it off my mind.” Rocko just quietly says “oh it’ll be fine I’m sure you’ll make it” Charlie doesn’t respond he just goes back to daydreaming. Suddenly the teacher breaks the silence and says,” oh right I almost forgot today’s the day we start our presentations. Any volunteers?” Rockos heart drops and then starts beating rapidly. He dreads presenting and what’s worse is he forgot it was today. No one raises their hand obviously cause they all hate this class and the teacher pulls out her wheel with everyone in the classes name on it. Rocko crosses his fingers hoping his name doesn’t get called today but *of course* he gets picked to go third. The kids before him present normally maybe with a few stutters but that’s expected. Every passing minute rocko gets more and more anxious trying to focus on acting normal but he just can’t relax. Charlie notices this but doesn’t say anything he just watches curiously. Finally its rockos turn to present. He grabs his notes and hears Charlie say “good luck” which catches him of guard but he is too focused on what’s coming to think about it. He stands up there ironically he’s presenting about drug addiction while high on drugs. The class knows this and they laugh. Rockos awkwardness and constant stuttering doesn’t help, they just laugh more. He barely manages to get through the presentation without crying and walks back to his seat, “wow rocko, that was amazing” Charlie says sarcastically while laughing. “Why was everyone laughing” Rocko says quiet and broken. “Because it was great” Charlie continues his sarcastic tone with more laughter. “No seriously” Rocko says this time extra quiet before putting his head down. Charlie stops laughing and doesn’t say anything he just pats Rocko a few times on the back.

Rocko walks into class the next day relieved because his presentation is done and all he has to do is sit and watch other peoples. He sits in his seat. Charlie is already there and seems to be back to his normal self which makes Rocko assume he made the team. Rocko sits down. “Hey Rocko” Charlie says in a joking tone. Rocko just awkwardly says hey back and doesn’t make eye contact which makes Charlie smile. “So Rocko what do you really do?” Charlie asks in an interested tone. “I don’t know I play guitar sometimes” Rocko shyly says. Charlie is really interested now, “ really… are you good?” “Yeah I’m decent I can play most stuff just not the crazy solos.” Rocko says. Charlie goes quiet for a moment and than says “Hey so I was thinking you should come sleepover at my house with some of my friends.” Rockos eyes get wide in surprise,” really me? Okay sure I’ll come… when is it?”

“5 o clock tonight don’t be late.”

It’s 4:30 and Rocko regrets saying yes he doesn’t really do anything special to look good he just takes a shower and puts on his regular clothes—a hoodie and sweatpants. Rockos mom isn’t home ever do he has to walk to Charlie’s it’s 20 minutes away according to gps. He leaves his house and starts walking over feeling more dread with every step. He already knows what this really is. He’s probably just going to go there and get made fun of. He thinks about turning back but he told Charlie he would go and Rocko keeps his word. He arrives at the front door. There isn’t anything special about Charlie’s house it’s just the average middle class suburban home. He rings the door bell and waits a few seconds before Charlie opens the door. As soon as Charlie sees him he smiles crooked. “Hey Rocko I was hoping you’d show up” Charlie says. Rocko just nods and walks inside. He follows Charlie into the basement and sees all Charlie’s asshole friends from class. “Great” Rocko mumbles. Charlie hears it but doesn’t say anything. Charlie’s friends see Rocko. They aren’t suprised it seems they already knew he was coming and one of them goes “look rockos here it’s time to start out wrestling matches.” Rockos heart drops for the like the 4th time today. He’s the smallest one there by far. Everyone’s else is on the football team he’s just the scrawny quiet kid in class. Charlie says “alright rocko you first” with a smirk. They put him against the biggest kid there. Rocko doesn’t know much about football but assumes he’s a lineman because he looks well over 6 foot and built. “Oh I am going to enjoy this” the lineman says “don’t worry rocko I wouldn’t want to hurt someone with a cute ass face like that… at least not too bad.” The lineman charges and picks Rocko up. Rocko doesn’t even fight back it’s not even remotely fair and he hopes that it will be less painful if he just stays still. The lineman sets him on the ground and lays on top of him. “That’s a pin.” The line backer lays on rocko for a little while longer. His weight makes it hard for Rocko to breathe. “I can’t- I can’t breathe”Rocko manages to say. “Oh sorry” the line backer says genuinely and gets off of him. Rocko gets up and goes to sit on the couch and watches them wrestle eachother aggressively. Part of him wishes he could be like that but he tells himself he’s just not built for it. After some time passes Charlie walks over to him and says “hey we haven’t wrestled yet” rocko weakly looks up and him which visibly excites Charlie. “Come on let’s go.” Charlie commands. Rocko doesn’t say anything he just does what he’s told and walks back into their makeshift wrestling space. Charlie says “are you scared?” Rocko lies and says no with his head down. Charlie says,” I won’t go to hard, don’t worry” he says like a joke but it sounds partly genuine. Charlie comes forward and grabs rocko who tries to fight back a little and fails. He gets pinned to the ground within seconds and Charlie grabs him by his wrists. “You smell good.” Rockos face gets red and Charlie takes his time enjoying the moment before getting up and patting Rocko on the back.

“I liked that”

The sun starts to set and Charlie pulls out a bong he’s been hiding behind a couch with a bag of weed. “My parents aren’t home so tonight we get fucked up” Charlie says loud and proud. His group of dumbasses all raise their hands and yell “hell yeah!” Rocko is silent but he’s happy they have weed. Charlie turns to Rocko,” you’re gonna hit the bong first. Usually Rocko wouldn’t be to thrilled to do anything first but he’s not gonna say know to his favorite drug. He accepts and goes it to take a two good hits. He knows his tolerance so it’s just enough to get a good high without anything crazy. He goes back to sit on the couch and let the high creep in. suddenly he feels pretty relaxed which feels way better than the anxious state he was in before. He watches them all take hits from the bong and eventually he dozes off into sleep.

Until…

“HAHAHA look guys I’m choking him HAHA” one of Charlie’s friends was playfully nocking rockos head back and forth. Rocko took a few moments to realize what was going on because he just woke up and he was still high. He just managed to let out a “come on man I’m tired” Charlie’s friend stops messing with him and says, “this is my couch, this is where I’m sleeping, you sleep on the floor” Rocko knows better than to fight back so he just gets up and lays on the ground it’s hard and cold. He closes his eyes and tries to fall back asleep before he hears Charlie say “you’re not allowed to sleep on the floor.” Rocko opens his eyes started to get a little annoyed. “What? Where can I sleep than I’m tired?” Charlie smiles at him and says “you’re going to sleep on the recliner chair with me.” Rocko doesn’t even argue he just wants to go to sleep so he goes onto the recliner chair shoulder to shoulder with Charlie. He notices Charlie’s cologne it smells good. The lights turn off and Rocko closes his eyes until suddenly Charlie puts his arm over him. Rockos too tired to really care he knows that any more talking will just force him to stay awake longer so he just closes his eyes and accepts it. Rocko falls asleep and so does everyone else at the sleepover but Charlie stays awake waiting.

It’s late everyone has fallen asleep except Charlie. Once he was sure no one was left awake he tried to wake up Rocko. “Hey Rocko wake up.” Rockos eyes open up slowly, “what- what’s going on?” He asks. Charlie says, “I don’t want to be down here anymore they snore too loud.” Rocko notices and laughs slightly,” yeah they really do.” Charlie says, “come upstairs with me let’s go sleep in my room.” Rocko looks at him with an awkward smile and agrees. Charlie stands up and looks down and Rocko,” come on I have more weed up there,” Rocko gets up and follows Charlie up the stairs. They get to his room and open the door. It’s mostly just football posters and video game controllers with one large bed. “Here let me get an extra blunt I’ve been saving.” Charlie says as he lights it up and passes it to rocko,” blow it out my window I don’t want the smell to leak into my stuff.” Rocko takes a hit and blows it out the window and then hands it to Charlie who does the same thing. “You said you play guitar right” Charlie asks with a serious expression. Rocko says,” uh yeah- yeah I do.” Charlie smiles at Rockos awkwardness and grabs a guitar in his closet,” my dad got me one for my birthday I never really got along to playing it… do you ever sing while you play.” Rocko shyly says,” yeah I do sometimes.” Charlie smiles and says, “show me.” And hands Rocko the guitar. Rocko grabs it and accepts reluctantly. He plays the song “dumb” by Nirvana and he sings it well his voice fits the melancholy vibe and Charlie sits there watching mesmerized. Rocko finishes the song and looks down. “Dude that was genuinely beautiful… you’re beautiful” Charlie says with wide eyes. Rocko face gets red,” you think I’m beautiful?” Charlie looks at him softly,”yes… absolutely I do.” Rocko doesn’t really know what to say so he just says,”I’m getting kind of tired,” Charlie who still is looking at Rocko casually says,” come lean on me and fall asleep.” Rockos face gets even more red he manages just to say,” what?” Charlie smiles darkly and says “how about this, how about we have one more wrestling match and if I win you can go to sleep but you do it where I want you to.” Rockos just says,” okay just don’t go to hard I’m tired.” Charlie’s replies locked in on Rockos eyes,” I wouldn’t go hard on you.” They both stand up and when Charlie says go he just walks over and picks Rocko up and gently puts him on the ground and pins him there,” I win, we are going to sleep on my bed,” Charlie says as he lifts Rocko up and sets him on the bed. Rocko just lays there and closes his eyes before Charlie comes in from behind and spoons him. Rocko doesn’t know how to react he notices how warm Charlie is and he feels his heart beating fast. Charlie’s hand starts moving slowing toward Rockos neck and gently touches it. Rocko makes a noise. They sit like that for a moment before Charlie asks,” do you feel safe right now?”

Rocko is shocked by the question and says,” yeah, I guess I do.” Charlie doesn’t respond he just sits up and puts Rocko on his back and sits on top of him. He looks down at Rocko who is tiredly looking back. Charlie gently puts his hands around Rockos neck. Rockos eyes widen but then relax and he gently grabs Charlie’s wrists. They quietly gaze into each others eyes for a few moments before Charlie says,” I don’t know what it is but for some reason that look on your face intoxicates me.” Rocko stays silent. “Nothing I do to you satisfies me enough… Rocko, I’m in pain.” Charlie says as he moves his head down and kisses Rocko on the lips. Rocko accepts this and kisses back. They start making out Charlie doesn’t take his hands of Rockos neck while they do it. Charlie stops for a moment and says,” do you want to… you know,” Rockos eyes widen,” I’ve never done that before,” Charlie looks amused ,”good.” He takes his shirt off revealing to Rocko his muscular body, every part of him is defined and he has cuts and scrapes from football. Charlie looks at Rocko lustfully and says, “are you okay with what I’m about to do to you,” Rocko blushes and says, “yes I am,” Charlie picks Rocko up and flips him on his stomach and pulls his pants down Rocko lets out a quiet noise as he feels the coldess of the air on his ass. Charlie pulls his pants down. “I’ll start slow and then we’ll speed up just tell me if it’s too much okay?” Rocko nods. Charlie goes in slowly rocko moans. Charlie starts breathing harder and picks up speed each thrust harder and faster, “you like that?” He growls through his teeth. Rocko weakly says, “yes.” Charlie spanks him and keeps going until finally he goes in as far as he can and finishes inside him. Charlie pulls out and looks at Rocko. Rocko doesn’t move they are both silent for a moment. Charlie breaks the silence, “are you okay?” Rocko sits up and says he’s fine. Charlie out of breath says,” let’s go take a shower quick shower it shouldn’t wake my friends up downstairs the water stream is light.” Rocko gets up limping a little from their sex and Charlie notices,” put an arm around me I’ll help you,” Rocko puts his arm around him and they walk over to the bathroom. Charlie turns the shower on he was right the stream is soft. They step in and Charlie starts washing rocko off while he stands still, “I really enjoyed that,” Charlie says,” are you sure your okay your being really quiet.” Rocko looks at him and smiles, “I’m always quiet.” Charlie laughs, “yeah, I guess you are.” Charlie turns the water off and lets Rocko borrow some of his pajamas they don’t fit well but it’s all they have. Charlie guides Rocko back into his room and they lie on the bed together. Charlie still has an arm around Rocko and Rocko has his arms around Charlie. They fall asleep in each other’s arms.

The End