The entire class, Clyde couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He felt like he'd known Roy forever. But something about him seemed so different over the last day or so. It was like he was a completely different person, yet nothing about him was different at all.
"Hey man... Are you feeling alright?" Clyde asked Roy.
Roy tilted his head with a bit more flare than he'd ever done before. "Yeah man! haven't felt better in a long time." He pulled Clyde in for a shoulder hug and pulled him down to give him a noogie. "Let's go get some lunch!" As Roy pulled away, his fingers slid down Clyde's arm and landed on his hand. For a second, they were holding each other's. Their fingers interlocked and for that second, Roy was pulling at Clyde.
'What the hell?!' Clyde felt a scream in his mind. It felt so wrong, yet somehow it also felt right. At the very least his body really like it as his heart rate picked up. However, the secret needed to stay. He shook it off and jogged to catch back up with Roy. Something nagged at Clyde as they walked side by side. He knew Roy was supposed to be 6'5" but somehow it almost felt like they were eye level. At 6'3", Clyde never considered himself to be short, but next to Roy he practically felt miniscule. Yet, right now, he didn't.
The two headed to the college's cafeteria. The school always made sure there were dozens of things to choose from. Always at least one healthy choice, pizza, hamburger and fries and then a salad bar. "What do you think you're getting?" Roy asked.
"Probably just a burger and some fries," Clyde said. "Not really in the mood for some chorizo or rice."
"Yeah? I'm not really in the mood for fries... Maybe I'll just get a salad," Roy said.
"A--A--A salad??" Clyde stammered. That was practically blasphemy. Someone like Roy would never consider that. "Are you sure you're not turning into a rabbit? Since when have you ever wanted a salad?"
"Since now?" Roy said. "I had a big breakfast, alright? Not really craving all that much." He grabbed at his belly and shook it. The hefty amount of weight shook. However, the shirt didn't seem to cling as tightly as it had. There almost seemed to be a lot more room in there for Roy than what he usually had.
Clyde just tried to ignore it. "Whatever you say man." He went over and got his burger and fries. Then headed over to the soda fountain. Normally he'd get a dark soda, yet his mouth completely rejected the idea. All he could find himself craving was water. Maybe some kind of juice but that would never go good with a burger or fries. Eventually he settled for water, after realizing how long he'd been taking standing at the soda fountain.
He eventually went and bought his food and sat down across from Roy. Right as he sat down, Roy swiped a couple of fries. "What the hell man? I thought you didn't want any?"
"I just didn't want a full thing of them," Roy said, taking a couple more off Clyde's tray. "Don't look so pouty man. I'll pay you back later. Hmm?" The upturn in his voice indicated something obviously between the two of them, but it was the sly smile and way Roy played with the fry in his mouth that really made Clyde confused. Though his body seemed to know exactly what Roy meant as his dick started to harden. A thought of him pinning Roy against the wall flashed through his head and he let out an instinctual growl. Roy's smile only broadened as he ate the fry.