You both would have taken the same steps. Common decency dictated the whole thing. I just...

Cary:

Okay, fine! The best fuck I ever had? You wanna hear it? It was senior year in gym class. Barry:
What, did you have a co-ed gym or something? Cary:
No. His name was Timmy Carter. Jerry:
Timmy? Barry:
Isn't that a boy's name? Cary:
He was a guy in my PE class... My best fuck. Barry:
[thrown off guard]
What? Cary:
It's the truth. It was almost spring vacation. Late March... and we had just about all the shit we could take from that little nerd Timmy. He turned me and three of my friends in during an English exam earlier in the week when he saw us cheating. The four of us were flunked from English class and we got detention for a week. So, one afternoon during Phys Ed class... when the coach was down in the lounge for a smoke, we grabbed his ass and dragged him into the showers. We all told him that we had enough of his shit of being smarter then us and ratting us out to the Principal and our English teacher. We told him: "you fucked with us... now we're gonna fuck you!" We held him down on the floor in the showers, tore off his gym clothes, and the four of us each took a turn at him. I mean we actually "did" the guy. All of us raped him up the butt! We were some crazy fuckers at that age. So... I was the last one. I don't know if he had just given over at that time or what. But... god damn it was... nice. I mean, how can I explain this? It's never been like this with a woman when I screw her up the butt... as many that I fucked and raped. Never. Not even close. So, Timmy was face down and me and my three friends were holding him down, spread out. But Timmy and I were making love like we were on a beach in the Mediterranean! I kid you not. Fuck... it was amazing. I could feel him taking my rhythm. He was clinching me out when I got in too deep. Shit, he did everything right! And I know he came when I did. I mean, I didn't roll him over and check or anything like that but... I could tell. I shouldn't be telling you guys that but... fuck, I've never known anything like that ever! When we were all finished, the four of us walked out and just left him there. Like I said, there wasn't too much of the school year left, and Timmy dropped out. I guess that's what happened to him. I mean, he finished the school year at home. God damn him! But the thing is that he never said anything. He never turned us in for what we did to him. He could have told the coach, or his parents, or the police and had All of us arrested and thrown in juvenile hall. But he never said a word of it to anyone. And I admired him for that. But I think that the reason he kept silent is... and I feel right about this... is that he felt something special had happened as well. Him and me. I mean, those other guys fucked him just to teach him a lesson, but we... I know something special happened. [long pause] Barry:
[stunned]
Jesus! Are you making this up? Cary:
Fuck no. I told you before, this is my life. My best fuck. Barry:
[to Jerry]
Has he ever told you this before? Jerry:
No, never. It's a great story, isn't it? Barry:
It is. Wow! It's incredible. Cary:
You both would have taken the same steps. Common decency dictated the whole thing. I just didn't expect to find somebody who... you know... understood me, is all. Anyhow, that's mine. Big deal. At least I got one