Two "Straight" Frat Bros Are Watching "Football"

"YEAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
"WOOOOOHOOOOO!!!"

Jacob and Reggie cheer and "fist pump" as they watch a "football game" in their frat house's living room. The two couldn't help but get that loud after such an awesome "play" unfolded. It was their favorite pastime-sitting there "in their jerseys" and rooting for their favorite team.

Jacob wipes his brow, moving sweaty, brown curls from his forehead-all the cheering had made him sweaty. Reggie does the same but his buzzed blond hair is nowhere near as long. The bros are completely enraptured by the screen until they hear a door open behind them: they turn to see Marshal, a recent (and, in their opinion, unfit due to his nerdy attitude and interests) pledge to the frat, exiting his room with a look of shock on his face.

"What's up bro," asks Reggie, "you look like you've just seen some crazy shit."

Then the pledge's expression changed to that of a devious smirk as he says, "Oh nothing. Just got some confirmation on my the thesis of my research project."

Jacob piped up to say, "Well whatever nerd. Don't need to hear about any of the useless doohickeys you make while 'the game' is on."

Marshal chuckles about something to himself as he walks into the kitchen, grabs a bowl and some tortilla chips, and then sits at the dining room table. He pours a bowl for himself as he continues to stare at the bros. They stare back and notice he has a strange metallic device with an analog screen and keyboard strapped to his hip. He looks like he has something to ask them.

"...What, Marsh? Why are you watching us," Reggie asks.

"So, I've always wondered... Do you guys never think to yourselves about how this 'football' stuff is... kind of 'gay?'"

The two bros are stunned at the comment. They always thought Marshal might be little 'gay,' but never had a problem with him since he kept to himself. But now, Jacob and Reggie are offended at how he's disparaging a beloved pastime of theirs. Sure, they regularly put down his nerdy interests and make fun of him for them... but "football" is just different.

Jacob retorts, "Woah bro, you trying to insinuate something about watching 'football?' That we're not 'straight' for doing it?"

"I mean, it doesn't come off as the most 'straight' of all the sports. All those sweaty guys grabbing and ramming into each other... occasionally smacking each other's asses..."

"Wow Marsh," Reggie said with indignation, "can't believe you came out here just to be gross. Is this what all nerds like you do in your free time? Walk in on guys enjoying themselves and just say some contrarian bullsh-"

Reggie's screed against nerds is cutoff as his attention is drawn back to the "game" as his team "scores points."

Even only catching the tail end of the "play," he can't help but let out a celebratory: "WOOOOOOO!!!"
Jacob follows suit with a resounding: "FUCK YEAAAAAAH!!!"

They both "pump their fists in the air" to salute their team.

Marshall can't help smirk and chuckle at what he's seeing. To the two of them, they are enjoying a regular football game. To Marsh-who edited reality using the Semantic Dissociator on his hip-he sees them gooning to a porno of an all-male orgy.

The device he created for his project allowed him to change and swap the meanings of various words and phrases. It wasn't originally supposed to alter reality (originally only shooting a mind-altering beam), but now he knows it does. Earlier, in his room, he changed a bunch of meanings related to the loud jocks he could (unwillingly) hear through the walls.

What was once the sport "football" had been replaced with live-streams of all-male orgies, so they were literally watching guys grab and ram into each other. Of course, reality shifted to make it so the bros are not just watching any old porn of dudes fucking; these "games" were of two color-coordinated teams picking individual opponents to competitively bang. "Plays" were sex moves the players did to make their opposition cum before them, which is how they "score points."

Jacob and Reggie are completely blind to how different things had become (since to them, this is how things have always been). Them "wearing their team's jersey" was actually being shirtless and letting their dick and balls hang out from the flies of their pants. All that "fist pumping" was them jacking off until they got to the edge. And most crucially...

"Anyway, stop saying 'football' is 'gay' so we can focus on the 'game.' It's as 'straight' as we are-which is very, for the record."

...he swapped the societal meanings of "being straight" and "being gay." Now all of the negative social stigmas applied to homosexuality were redirected at heterosexuals. The fact that Jacob and Reggie kept their straight dude overcompensation while effectively saying they don't fuck women was hilarious to Marsh. A joke for only him to laugh at... and get aroused by. He grows stiffer every time he witnesses those two treat the homoeroticism around them as completely normal.