Just go to bed

There was only one thing Matt could do to put the day out of his mind.

He grabbed his phone and headed for bed.

{if homework=1}"Thanks for the help with my homework," Karen said.

"Yeah, no problem.

{else}"Hey." Karen grabbed his arm as he walked by. "I've still got homework to do."

"I'll do it for you in the morning," he said.

"But I'm going out riding with Amy in the morning."

"Meet me at school then. I'll do two copies. {endif}

Now I'm going to bed."

{if Karen>0}"You know," Karen looked up at him speculatively. "Amy thinks you're sort of cute. If you weren't such a nerd--"

"I think she's cute, too, except that problem with her face. But, well, it would be awkward for you if we went out."

Karen shrugged. "I'm not saying you should go out. Just that she thinks you're sort of cute."{endif}

She looked down at the obvious boner tenting out from his jeans. "Oh, god. You're going to jerk off, aren't you?"

"Why? Want to watch?"

"You are so gross. No, I don't want to watch your disgusting activities."

"You might learn something."

"Trust me, I'm not learning anything from you."

Matt shook his head and turned toward his bedroom. AKA the laundry closet. His sister's bedroom had once been the dining room, now fenced off by some Japanese screens. Which was part of living as poor people in one of California's richest neighborhoods.

{if missedfirstday+true}"Don't forget my homework," Karen said.

"I got it." Although why he had to do her homework was something he wasn't completely clear on. Why didn't she do his homework? After all, she was a better student than he was.{endif}

Once he'd shut the door to the laundry room, he pulled down his bed from where it hung from the wall when he wasn't sleeping and then yanked off his pants. The critical question was whether to watch livestreaming girls masturbate, tune into some more fake fantasy porn, or perv over the photos he'd snapped of some of the females at school. He compromised by doing all three.

Jerking off once wasn't enough. So, he kept fapping until he came the second time. Then, finally, he fell asleep.