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There Goes My Calvin’s

Austin Miller walked into the locker room. As his teammates hooted and hollered around him, Austin made his way to his locker, fist bumping a few of the defensemen as he went.

“Austin you ready to get all hot and sweaty?” Robbie, the running back asked.

Austin set his bag on the bench behind him before turning to Robbie.

“Easy bud. I love you but papa only gets down with the ladies.” Austin said, causing a few of their teammates to laugh.

Robbie had given up master baiting and sex for lent and it was beginning to take a bit of a toll on him. Austin and a few of the offensive men were in a bet to see how long it would take him to crack. Being the good friend that he is, Austin said Robbie would make it as least twenty days. Many of their teams predicted he wouldn’t even last a week; he’s now two weeks in.

Austin and Robbie have been good friends since elementary school. Back then, Austin was forced to wear dresses and bows in his hair. Back, before the shots of testosterone, before he had any facial hair, before he even knew the word ‘transgener’, Robbie use to pull those pigtails. The teachers used to joke about Robbie having a crush on Austin; But nope, Robbie was just being a dick.

“Please, we both know you’d kill to take a ride on this disco stick.” Robbie joked as the guys behind him hooted and danced around like fools.

“What’s the point of becoming a tranny if you’re still gonna ride the dick?” Said a voice from behind Austin.

The locker room fell silent as a few guys laughed.

Austin didn’t even have to turn around to know who the owner of the voice was; Scott Hall. Scott was your typical high school jock. All American pretty boy, captain of the football team, with a bombshell of a girlfriend. Too bad she was fucking half the team.

Sighing, Austin turned around to face the pizza faced boy.

Proud of himself, Scott fist bumped a few of his friends.

“Hey Ally, think you might be lost. The girl’s locker room is across the hall.” Laughed Tanner, one of Scott’s little minions, from behind him.

Chuckling, Scott high-fived Tanner.

“Wow Tanner. I bet that took all three of those brain cells of yours didn’t it?” Austin said, speaking as though he were talking to a toddler.

Tanner pushed forward as if he were going to charge at Austin. But, in true Tanner fashion, his friends were there to ‘hold him back’.

Tanner was all bark and no bite; whenever he was with Scott and the rest of their little posse, he’d puff his chest out and act all tough but when he was alone it was always head down, mouth shut.

“Our you’re so-“

“Hey! What the hell are you assholes doing in here?! I swear to God of we have to run laps because you fuckers are dickin’ around I’m gonna kill every last one of you with my bare hands!” Yelled a voice.

Rounding the wall that blocked passing byers from being able to see into the boy’s locker room, Hunter Jones made his way into the locker room. Looking from Scott and his posse to Austin and Robbie, Hunter ran a hand through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes.

“Why aren’t you fuckers dressed?!” Hunter asked looking from one boy to the next.

“We still have ten minutes.” A boy from Tanner’s squad pointed out.

“Five! On time is late. And if we’re late we run, and if we run somebody’s gonna get hit!” Hunter said, hitting his open hand with his fist.

“I don’t know why you’re looking at us, they’re the ones fuckin’ around.” A blonde boy said, pointing at Austin and Robbie.

“Hurry up. All of you!” Hunter snapped, causing the boys to disband from the huddle they’d gathered in.

After pulling on his practice clothes, Austin made his way into the bathroom. After walking into the only stall, he pulled his sweats down to find dark blood staring back at him.

“Fuck!” Austin said, his eyes snapping shut.

“Miller? You alright?” Hunter asked from outside the stall.

Great. Just what Austin needs, an already pissed Hunter now even more pissed because Austin doesn’t have his shit together.

“Um yeah. I just…” Austin’s vision blurred.

‘Don’t cry, don’t cry’ Austin chanted in his head.

He cleaned his throat.

“I, I think I shit myself.”

Austin’s eyes slammed shut.

‘Why the fuck did I say that?’ He scolded himself.

“Aw shit. You need a change of boxers? I know this sounds weird bu I keep an extra pair in my locker. They’re fresh, I promise.” Hunter said.

‘I need a pad.’ Austin thought to himself.

It was times like this that made him wish he was still changing in the nurses office.

“Um no. I think I’m just gonna go home.” Austin said.

This was beyond embarrassing.

“In shitty boxers? Alright, but at least let me take you home?” Hunter offered.

Austin’s face grew hot as his vision blurred.

Fucking dysphaoria.

The first tear fell and soon after the river was flowing.

“Austin? Are you okay man?” Hunter asked, his voice filled with concern.

“My period’s here.” Austin said just above a whisper.

He’d said it so low Austin didn’t even think Hunter herd him. But a moment after the words left his mouth, Austin heard footsteps making their way out of the bathroom. For a moment he though Hunter had left, ‘what if he went to tell Tanner and the other guys?’ Austin shot up to his feet, his heart hammering against his ribs. Then, without warning, a black bag came sliding under the door.

“Supplies.” Was all Hunter said.

Picking up the bag, Austin opened it. Looking into it, he discovered pads and tampons. Grabbing two pads, he put one in his boxers before pulling up his pants and pocketing the other one. Then, opening the door, he came face to face with Hunter.

“How do you…why do you…” He was at a loss for words.

“I like vagina having people and sometimes those vagina’s bleed.” He said with a smile.

Austin returned the smile.

“Now, come on. We have to tell coach that I shit myself and you gave me your underwear.” Hunter said patting Austin’s back.

“Thanks man. You’re a life saver.” Said Austin.

Hunter shrugged.

“Don’t sweat it man. You can leave it in my locker and I’ll give you the combo. Don’t need any of those assholes knowing about this. “ Hunter said.

Stopping in the middle of the locker room, Austin three his arms around Hunter, hugging him tightly, causing Hunter to laugh as he returned the hug. Then, after throwing the bag in Hunter’s locker, the two made their way outside to join their team.

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