Binding 13

"Hughie's girlfriend, Katie, is in the year below him," Gibsie offered, strolling out of the changing room. "And Pierce O' Neill is in our year and he's been knocking around with Claire's bitchy gal pal for ages – who is in third year, by the way."

"Hughie doesn’t have The Academy breathing down his neck," I replied flatly as I followed him outside. "And Pierce O' Neill can fool around with whoever the fuck he wants."

"Relax." Gibsie raised his hands. "All I'm saying is it wouldn’t be a big deal if you liked her."

"Don’t go there."

"It's natural to be attracted to a beautiful girl–"

"Stop it."

"No one would care if you asked her out."

"Seriously. Give it a rest."

"She watches you back, you know."

"Shut up, Gibsie."

"I've seen her doing it."

"Shut up, Gibsie."

"In the halls and the –"

"Shut the fuck up, Gibsie!"

"Fine," he huffed, scowling. "I won't talk."

I mentally counted in my head, wondering how long Gibsie could keep his mouth shut, but only got to seven when he started back up with his verbal bullshit.

"How are you managing with ejaculating?"

I snapped my head towards him. "Excuse me?"

"Ejaculating," Gibsie clarified, straight-faced. "You seem full of pent-up frustration. I'm just wondering if it's cock related. You're wanking, right? I know you were out of action for a while when they sawed at your ball sac, but you're able to get yourself off again, aren’t you?"

"The fuck?" I gaped at him. "Are these words actually coming out of your mouth?"

He stared back at me with an expectant expression.

Sweet Jesus, he was serious.

And he was waiting for me to answer him.

When Gibsie realized that I wasn’t going to answer him, he continued to ramble.

"Oh lad, it was before your surgery, wasn’t it?" He gave me a sympathetic look. "You haven't cum in months. No wonder you're so pissy all the time," Gibsie muttered with a worried frown. "That's why you got hard when yer one Sha

"I'm not talking about this with you," I told him as I stalked into the main building. "There are some things in life that we don’t share, Gibs."

"Well, sue me for being worried about my best friend," he shot back, falling back into step beside me. "Come on, Joh

"I don’t want to talk to you," I barked. "And never about this."

"Do you know how detrimental not releasing can be to your balls?" Gibsie exclaimed, deciding to torture me some more. "It's really bad, Joh

"Stop!" I strangled out. "Please, just stop!"

"Fine. Just answer me one question and I'll drop it." Pulling me to a stop, Gibsie placed his hands on my shoulders, looked me dead in the eyes and asked, "Are you fucking yourself?"

Glaring, I shoved his chest and hissed, "Go fuck yourself!"

"I do!" Gibsie hissed, eyes wide. "Three times a day. Can you?"

"Yeah, I'm not listening to this," I a

Swinging around, I stalked back down the corridor towards the entrance.

I was going the fuck home.

To get away from the absolute mental case that was my best friend.

And to check on my balls.

"Better out than in, lad!" Gibsie called after me. "Practice makes perfect. Let me know how it goes."