standing for justice

pissing me off

After a club, type went to a hotel with another guy, for the two to be kissing and hard, to go through the door, to be to the bed, type was to his back to have this other with his tongue down his throat, to then place a hand to his pants to groan, this other was hard, however type could feel how small he was..
Type then moved his head back to look over him.
"I need to pee first."
The other nodded with a smile to then get up to watch type leave to flop to his back to sign, type moved down the hallway to then leave very quietly to be to the elevator to shake his head.
Big? Fucking liar! Your the size of my pinky!
Type signed and hard has the elevator opened to then go through to call for a taxi to then go home.
Laying to his bed, type was to his side to have a hard face. He then moved his head up to hear his phone go off, he then grabbed to place to his ear to place his arm over his eyes to b go to his back.
"Yes?"
"So how's the ass?"
Tharn laughed.
"Ugh..... Don't want to talk about it."
Tharn moved back and forth given he was playing a game to have a hard face.
"Small?"
"Very. Wait. Why are you asking?"
"Eh bored. Also got off the phone with my mother. Want to come over so I can kick your ass?"
"We're 26, why are you still playing video games?"
"Bitch I went home with lied to me, I don't use my hand, just pussies."
"Ugh......you and I need boundaries."
"Fuck that, now just come over, little bitch."
"Don't call me that."
"You get fucked by guys, your a little bitch, don't be pissy I'm stating the obvious."
"I'm hanging up now."
"Come on, just come over."
Type moved his arm from his eyes to then turn his head to look to his clock.
"It's one in the morning."
"You can spend the night, have before, on the couch.... Little bitch."
"God damnit tharn!"
Tharn couldn't help but to laugh.
"That's it, I'm coming over to kick your ass!"
"You can try."
Type hung up the phone to then put a bag together to then go over to tharns, to have kicked his ass in the game, to the couch, type signed, he didn't like tharns couch it was hard, but it was 4 in the morning and they had to go to work by 1pm.
Type then shuffled to go to his back to place his hands to his stomach to look towards the ceiling, he then made a face has tharn snored, he then got up to eye across the way, to see his door opened, to then roll his eyes to get up to yawn to go in to slap him and hard to the head.
Tharn got up to roll over to look around.
"What what!?"
"Stop snoring!"
Tharn watched type go to shake his head.
"Didn't need to hit me."
"Needed to do something, I need to sleep."
"So do I! Little bitch!"
Type stopped to narrow his eyes to roll his hands into fists to either side of his body to then turn to go to tharn to eye over.
"Would you stop calling me that!?"
"Don't wake me up by hitting me! Asshole!"
"Then stop snoring."
"I can't control that and you know it."
"Uh huh."
Type then flicked tharn in the forehead to try to leave for him to have moved up to hit him to his back, type turned to go back to try to hit him, for them to then start to wrestle with the other, tharn then, by accident grabbed type to his bed, for type to hover over for them to continue to wrestle, mid way through, type got off to be to tharns side to be breathing and hard to close his eyes, tharn turned his head to move up.
"Oh no. No gays to my bed."
"I'm tired."
"I don't care. No other dick is allowed to my need, other then mine. Get off and go to the couch.'
"Your couch sucks."
"Again I don't care."
Type turned his head to look over tharn.
"You invited me here."
"Did I force you?"
"I don't come here, your an asshole the next day."
"I'm always an asshole. You need to get out and go to the couch."
Type narrowed his eyes to then go to his side, back to tharn.
"You have a king size bed. Make a pillow wall. Did it before."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"When we were 19 and both highly drunk. Come on type. Go to the couch."
Type started to take in deep breathes until he fell asleep, tharn watched over this to roll his eyes.
Fucking hell!
Tharn then got up to go to his couch to lay down to grumble, it did suck, he then made a wall between him and type to go to his side, back to type to close his eyes to shake his head.
I don't care about your sexual preferences type but that doesn't mean I want you in my fucking bed! Damnit of that waitress just meant what she said, that she could take a big dick, I wouldn't have called type and this wouldn't be happening.
Ugh.... Whatever.
Tharn moved closer away from type to then fall asleep.
The next morning, the two were tired and grumpy. Type couldn't wait until his shift was over for tharn to have drove him home, type stayed to then look to tharn.
"Look, I know your pissed about last night, so for the future, don't call me."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"I enjoy your company type, were friends, have been since we were 18, I just don't want us sleeping in the same bed."
"What do you think is going to happen?"
Tharn turned his head to eye over him, types eyes widened.
"Oh what the Fuck ever! You are not my type! You are also my best friend, gross!"
Type got out to then slam the door to turn to go to his place for tharn to watch to then go home with a face.