Drugs, Sex, and Money (boyxboy)

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"DRIVE FASTER!" Mack commanded as he finished up the last dish for his watch party today.
"Mackenzy, I'm literally almost there." Morgan replied. "Calm down."
"I am calm...I'm calm..." Mack swore.

He was not calm.

The doorbell rang.

Mack froze. "I am going to kill myself."

"RELAX AND ANSWER THE FUCKING DOOR!" Morgan shouted.
Mack put the phone down and walked to the door.

He looked through the peephole and could finally breathe.

"Hey, man." Mack greeted once he opened the door.
"What's up, dude? How've you been?" Will replied as he walked in.
"Pretty good."
"Nice." Will took off his jacket and Mack saw the jersey he was repping.

"Wooow...you step into my home and root for the opposition?" Mack joked.
Will laughed. "I prefer going for the team that's gonna win, Mack. I'm sorry."
"Ouch!"
The two laughed together.

Mack and Will have known each other since Mack was a freshman in college and Will was a sophomore. They were on the football team together. Will's about 6'2, a buff guy, and pretty nice. In college he was the linebacker. As far as Will knows, Mack is a heterosexual male whose favorite pastimes are football, the gym, and eating.
Mack still hasn't told Will his sexuality after seeing Will's response to a gay couple kissing in the park one afternoon when the two were coming back from a bar. Mack has never heard him say anything homophobic but it was clear he was one of those people that tried to steer clear of it.
One day Mack said he'd have the courage to tell him. Just not today. He needed this day to go perfectly.

Another ring at the doorbell.

He didn't have time to open it before Morgan just barged in.
Mack heard her hang up their phone call.

"Afternoon, dickwad." Morgan smiled.
"I hate you."
"Oh, I can just leave then...?" Morgan offered and walked back to the door.
"Stop it." Mack threatened.
"That's what I thought." She walked back in and closed the door.

"Hey, Morgan." Will smiled.
"Hi, Will." she responded and went into the kitchen.

The two have an interesting relationship.

"We are not doing that during this entire party." Mack stated.

"Doing what?" the two asked together.
Mack rolled his eyes.

Another knock on the door.

Mack went to get it.
His heart raced.
He opened it and saw Harley and David together.

"Hey, Mack, how's it goin'?" David smiled.
"Pretty good, you?"
"I'm alright."
Mack opened the door further to let the two in.

David walked in first and Harley followed with a longing and hungry gaze down Mack's body.
Mack just shook his head in disappointment as he closed the door.

"Game's about to start." Will said and Mack noticed he and Morgan together in the kitchen standing especially close.

"Alright...?" Mack replied in suspicion. He grabbed the remote to put the game on. "Obviously, food's in the kitchen. Grab whatever you want."
"Is this everyone?" Harley asked.
"Um..."
"No. There's another guest on his way." Morgan said and looked at Mack as she ate a chip.
He didn't need that right now.
His nervous jitters were back.

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"What the fuck do I wear for this?" Dominic wondered.
He'd been staring at his closet for thirty minutes after getting out of the shower.
He thought a suit was too fancy but he didn't really own casual clothes. He doesn't have jeans. He doesn't wear shorts or sneakers. His definition of dressing down was just not wearing a tie or suit jacket. So that's what he'd do.

He picked out a dress shirt and the pants and if anyone asked, he'd say he had a meeting beforehand.

He now looked at all of the cologne bottles he had in his closet.

He sprayed one and sniffed the air before deciding if it was good enough. He put it back and tried a different one. Perfect.

He checked his watch and realized he was already fifteen minutes late. He'll call it fashionable.
He got dressed.
Made sure his hair was perfect.
Then remembered he'd be in a room with a bunch of frat boys for a few hours so he took a shot of vodka before leaving his penthouse.

He, of course, would make a stop by Michael to see how he was doing.

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Everyone (except Harley) was thoroughly into the game so far.

"Ah, Jackson needs to throw a better pass than that." Will stated.
"What?! That was perfectly executed! Conners just can't catch." Mack argued.
"I'm with Will on that one, throw was wonky." David added.
"Both of you are idiots. Conners definitely fumbled. The pass was right to his hand. Maybe he tripped or something but that wasn't Jackson's fault." Morgan responded.
"Yea, whatever. I think it could've been better." Will added and ate a nacho.

There was a ring at the door.

Mack and Morgan looked at each other.
She gestured her head towards it so he'd answer the door.
Mack took a deep breath before getting up to do just that.

He looked through the peephole.

Dominic stood there looking down the hall with his hands in his pockets.
Mack looked at what he was wearing in comparison to Dominic and now felt like a bum.

He tried shaking off his anxiety and opened the door.

The two made eye contact.

"Hey..." Dominic greeted.
"Hey..." Mack responded.
"Sorry I'm late. I had a meeting that ran a little long." Dominic lied.
"N-No, it's fine. Game's only...um...thirty minutes in...or so..."
Dominic nodded.
The two just stared at each other.
"Is it being held in the hallway or..."
"S-Sorry..." Mack opened the door wider and let Dominic in.

Once Dominic walked past, Mack quietly banged his head against the door in embarrassment.

He closed it.

"Uhh...Everyone..."
They turned around.
"This is Dominic. Dominic...this is everyone. You've met my sister."
Morgan waved.

"Woah, you didn't tell me it was a black tie watch party." Will joked.
Dominic just looked at him after his very unfunny joke.
"I'm just messin' with you, man. Name's Will."
"Alright." Dominic responded.

"That's David and Harley." Mack continued.
David shot his hand up as a wave and Harley just examined Dominic.
"There's a bunch of food in the kitchen if you're hungry." Mack added.
Dominic nodded.