Friday Flash Fiction: I Wanna be a Nerd

Here’s a sampling of my characters from Exposed, my contribution to STARbooks’ NERDVANA Anthology. Happy reading!

I Wanna be a Nerd (c) 2009 Bryl R. Tyne

Clay straddled Dave’s legs and leaned over until only the tips of his toes touched the floor. “Take it.”

“I can’t see. It’s dark.”

Straining, Clay let out a grunt as Dave’s fingers brushed over the end slightly then backed away. “Jesus Christ, Dave. Quick dicking around. Not like it isn’t long enough.”

Dave had hold of it once then dropped it. Another swipe and Clay could feel they were so close, but after what seemed like forever, he pushed to a stand, removed his cap and, with the back of his hand, swiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Where’d you go?”

“Give me a sec, will you?” Clay paced to release the tension, cracked his knuckles then his neck. Nothing worked. He’d never handled frustration well. Realizing circumstances were beyond his control, he resumed position. “Find my hand and do not let go this time, ” he said, stretching so far his feet left the floor as he met Dave’s fingers. “Now, just follow my lead…that’s it…Great! Now put it in–No!”

“I lost it.”

Clay banged his head on the lamp as he jerked up his head in anger. “Jesus, Dave. Grab my hand damnit!” Patience vanished, he threw himself over, his words growing insistent. “Now…Do you feel that?”

“Yes.”

He breathed relief as he felt Dave grab the end. “Don’t let go yet. Follow my hand. That’s it. Closer…Almost there…” He released Dave’s hand as his fingers found their mark. “Now! Put it in.”

“Fuck.”

Clay shoved to his feet, whipped off his cap, and chucked it at the floor as Dave slid from under Mr. Minsho’s oak desk and sat upright. Legs crossed, he dropped his elbows to his knees and buried his head in his hands. If they didn’t get Minsho’s new computer online before closing, he’d be even more upset. Punishment for the fist-fight that’d disrupted the office yesterday, he’d told them as he left for dinner.

Clay stopped pacing as Dave looked up from his hands. “Don’t tell me.”

Dave shrugged. “I dropped it again.”

“Fuck.”