"Oh, we love to go on a date, but unfortunately, we have practice after school." Just like they planned, Bryan and Wes asked out some cheerleaders next period. Unfortunately, it seems like being hot wasn't enough to make people break prior commitments just yet.
"Couldn't you just cut practice?" Bryan asked. This question caused the two cheerleaders to laugh.
"Haha, no way! Our coach will kill us if we miss practice, especially with regionals coming up soon. Look, I know how cheerleaders are depicted in movies and TV. But in real life, cheerleading is a sport we take very seriously... But maybe you should ask us tomorrow, and we might have a different answer then." The pretty cheerleader fluttered her eyes to tell the boys that she was interested in the idea but just not today. Man, even with a good reason, it still stung to get rejected like that. Well, at the very least, the cheerleaders were interested, just busy. Before they left, the other cheerleader said something to them.
"Oh, by the way, say hi to Ross and his new boyfriend for us, okay?" As the two cheerleaders left, they were gossiping about Ross. Saying things like how cute of a couple they were. It seems like Ross openly liking other men made him quite fascinating to the student body, huh...
"Well, that sucked," Wes said to Bryan after the cheerleaders left. "Oh well. Since we're free, you want to hang out at my place? My folks won't be back until late."
Bryan agreed, and as they were walking to Wes's house, Byran was noticing just how handsome Wes was becoming. His hair was less greasy, and his face was just so handsome after losing all that fat. He could even see that stubble was starting to grow on Wes's face giving him an all-American boy next door sort of look. Not to mention his shirt looked painted on his body's new muscles. If it weren't for the fact that they made that wish together, Byran probably wouldn't have recognized him. In fact, Byran might have been staring at Wes for a bit too long... Once the two friends finally got to Wes's house, Wes went up to change when he realized he couldn't take off his shirt without ripping it. Well, that gave him a funny idea.
"Hey, Bryan, check this out!" Wes then hit a crab pose and flexed as hard as he could. Soon the sound of fabric ripping could be heard as Wes flexed out of his shirt.
"Man, I always wanted to do that," Wes said as he cleaned up the scraps of his shirt. "We're going to need to get new clothes once we stop growing, huh? I think you can still fit into my clothes, but who knows for how long."
"Uh, yeah," Bryan nodded, although he wasn't really paying too much attention to what Wes was saying. Instead, he was too busy ogling Wes's hot bod. Like damn, Bryan thought Wes was looking hot, especially compared to how husky Wes used to be. Wes looked great with abs, and those pecs were huge! Bryan had to wonder how good it would feel to squeeze- Wait, what? Byran blinked as he caught himself. What was he thinking? And about his best friend too. M-maybe he just needs to cool down or something. Get this tight shirt off... Oh, wait, Bryan temporarily forgot what he was thinking as he focused on his shirt.
"Hey, watch me do the same thing, Wes!" And just as Wes looked over, Bryan began flexing just like Wes did, and soon his shirt also ripped into pieces. Man, what a rush, but before Bryan could really enjoy what he just did, he looked up to see Wes giving him a strange look. Then, without warning, the two were suddenly making out. It took both of them a while before they realized what they were doing and awkwardly separated. It took them even longer to say something.
"Uh... we're not like that... are we?" Wes asked.
"N-no. I-it's probably just our jock libido coming in... Jocks like Ross must have strong ones..." Then just after Bryan said that his mind flashed back to when they made their wish.
"We wish we were popular and buff like Ross is!" "Y-Yeah, what he said!"
If one of the reasons that Ross was popular was because he was openly liking men, and they wished to be popular like Ross was, then... Oh, FUCK! Oh, Bryan would kill Wes... if he didn't want to fuck him right now.