Devon was so glad to get out of there. He ran to class, grabbing his books as fast as he could and hoping nobody noticed anything. He would tell a teacher if Joe tried anything like that again and as far as he was concerned it was no longer the same Joe at all, and they were no longer friends. This was some scary stuff.
His mind was racing and he could barely focus on what the teacher was saying as he ruminated on what had happened. He tried to calm down but it was hard. Towards the end of the day he even felt a sore throat coming on, like he was coming down with strep. The whole walk home it grew until he went into his bathroom, looking for something to take. Looking in the mirror he could see it looked kind of swollen, even. God he hoped his encounter with Joe wasn't screwing him up! He ran his hands over the smooth skin of his throat and he could swear it was swollen. Was it the saliva from that sloppy wet kiss, or did he get sweat or some of that cum in his mouth??!
Devon locked his door, and then got up to make a cup of hot tea, organic green decaf, hoping that would help. He put some honey in it and went back to his room, sipping on it from his mug as he played some video games and waited it out.
After a few hours of gaming Devon got up to look in the bathroom again. He could see his throat bulging and felt his stomach drop at the sight. He took off his shirt so he could see his full neck better and gently rubbed his hands over the bulge, feeling it. He didn't want an Adam's apple! It sickened him as he swallowed and saw it bob.
Devon put his shirt back on and went downstairs to refill his tea. He hoped his parents wouldn't see, but they were watching tv in the living room with the lights out. Hopefully he just needed to sleep and made plans to think of how to fake sick tomorrow so he could stay in and rest it, probably with enough rest it would fade just like any illness, at least he hoped.
Devon stayed up playing games for a few more hours, going to bed without even looking in the mirror as he didn't want to get himself worked up or freaked out. He tried to leave it alone and just drink his tea but every now and then he couldn't help but feel it to see if it was getting bigger; it was hard to tell. He crawled into bed and set his alarm, going over how he was just going to stay in bed tomorrow and moan to his mom that he was sick when she came in to check on him.