Quick and dirty idea: Boyfriends decide to watch an old sex comedy purely to make fun of the horny heteros. Before long they begin to relate to the straight bros more than they ever could
[This Quick and Dirty story was written by a human (me) based on a prompt that was previously sent to generative AI. I wrote it in one uninterrupted stream-of-consciousness flow with a hard time limit of 20 minutes. It is not perfect. No edits have been made, except to correct typos. Feel free to use my asks to send me more prompts!
Also: This story contains gay-to-straight themes. Read my ethos on G2S stories here.]
Eddie (left) and Thomas (right) were both tired from long days at work, so they wanted to throw on something mindless. One of their favorite pastimes was watching shitty old sex comedies from the 1990s. Not because they were good, but because it was fun to laugh at the behavior of the bros onscreen. Their constant refrain was, âare straight people OK?â
They curled up on the couch to watch Babe Academy 4. They didnât realize there was a fourth installment, because Wikipedia said the franchise stopped at part 3. But Eddie found a dusty old tape in the back office of the thrift store where he worked, and it seemed to be legit.
The movie was just as ridiculous as the last one. And they got the main cast back, which was always nice for a sequel. Well, most of the main cast.
Thomas piped up after a few minutes to ask, âWait, whereâs Elmo? The prankster character. He was in all three of the original movies. Is he not in this one?â
Eddie said, âI guess not. It doesnât feel the same without him, though. And I think Dekker is gone, too. You know, that fuckboi guy. The only one who ever gets laid in these movies.â
âWeird,â said Thomas.
âWeird,â Eddie agreed.
They fell quiet as the movie progressed. They still felt like something was missing for a while, but eventually they settled in. They even started to laugh at some of the jokes.
Like when Fatso farted on some bikini babeâs birthday cake, they both cracked up. Thomas didnât even go on his tirade about how the '90s were terrible for body positivity, which he loved to do whenever somebody said that character's name.
They got more and more engrossed in the antics of the characters onscreen. More than ever before. When TJ got dumped by his girlfriend and the girl he was seeing behind her back at the same time, Eddie could even feel his pain.
âIt sucks when that happens,â Eddie said.
âYeah, like you have the game to date two people at once,â said Thomas. âYou could barely work up the courage to ask me out, and weâd been working within two feet of each other in that food truck all summer.â
He puckered his lips, inviting Eddie in for a kiss, but Eddie didnât notice. He was paying rapt attention to the screen.
Eddie took a swig of a beer that Thomas couldnât remember buying. He did all the grocery shopping, after all.
âFucking sucks, manâŚâ Eddie said. He shook his head, and the light from the screen glinted on his earring. Had he always had that?
âLike, I was dating this chick Melissa one time and I told her we werenât exclusive, right?â
Wait, what was this story? Thomas knew Eddie had dated like two girls when he was still in the closet, but heâd never heard about this.
Eddie kept going with his story. Something about eating another chick out in the bathroom of their collegeâs Psychology building. But Eddie had come out in his senior year of high school, so the story was clearly made up. As he blathered on, stubble sprouted from his cheeks and chin. His eyelids grew dull and heavy while his hair darkened, like somebody was turning up the contrast on Thomasâ eyes.
Eddie scratched at his chest and Thomas couldnât help but notice how much beefier it looked than normal. Actually, the arm he was using to scratch looked weirdly muscular, too. His tendons flexed as he scratched, his beefy forearm giving Thomas a semi.
He felt uncomfortable for some reason, so he turned his attention back to the screen. Right as the birthday girl took off her bikini top, exposing her breasts. Everything else fell away and his semi became a full-on boner. A drop of pre-cum soaked into the fabric of his underwear.
Wow, that girl looked⌠beautiful. Gorgeous.
He turned to Eddie. âThat chick is slamminâ, dude!â
Eddie stopped his story to look at the screen and shrugged. âMeh. Sheâs like a 6. Iâve had better.â
Thomas let out a strangely high-pitched giggle. âNo way, man! None of your exes are as hot as this chick!â
They both fell into silence, letting the movie keep playing. Thomas found himself letting out loud guffaws every time a character fell down or got hit in the crotch.
As he laughed, all the fat and muscle sloughed off his frame, causing his shirt to hang over him like a fabric tent. He tugged at the shirt, feeling self-conscious. Was Eddie looking at him? Was he judging him for not being as muscular as Eddie was? For not being able to bag as many babes?
Thomas started cracking jokes to ease his own tension, and Eddie howled with laughter every time he said something crass or bro-y. Which was every time he opened his mouth. It just came so naturally.
Eddie strutted into the kitchen and came back with another beer. As he sat down, he left a full cushionâs worth of space between him and Thomas.
He swigged his beer and laughed at one of Tommyâs jokes about how fugly one of the nerdy girls onscreen was.
Eddie laughed and muttered, âsheâs hotter than Regina, dude,â while taking a swig from his fresh beer.
âFuck you, Eddie,â Tommy said, taking a drag and flipping Eddie off for dissing his crush. But he was suppressing a smile.
God, Tommy loved bro time. They both did. A moment of peace from the demands of his job at the vape shop. From Eddieâs endless parade of conquests, who were constantly begging him for more attention. They fell into silence once more, letting the masterpiece of a movie wash over them.
Before, it had felt like something was missing from this sequel. It didnât feel that way anymore.