standing for justice

will this get me out of the dog house?

Has a few days passed of the same, after one of there quiet rounds about town, the two caught a robber for tharn to be at his desk to be filling out the paperwork to then eye up to make a hard face has he saw type place with his back pack on to grit his teeth to look down.
This has gone on long enough, how much longer is type going to act like this, pissing me off!
Tharn signed to continue to do the paperwork to then place his elbow to the desk to eye down with his hand to his head.
There has to be something I can do to get type to stop acting like this but what? I'm fucking overally horny here.
Tharn made a hard face has he started to think.
Walking home after the bus ride, type had a no expression face to then finally get home to go straight to the shower, he had one hand to the wall, to have his head hung to have his other hand to his member to stroke and hard to be moaning.
Ah fuck! Almost.....ugh!
Type moved his head back to dart his eyes has he heard his phone go off, rolling his eyes, type shut off the water to get out and quick to have placed a towel to his mid section to pull the phone to his ear.
"Yes?"
"What is with that tone!"
Type made a hard face to then step back to sit to the edge of his bed to hunch himself over a bit to place his fingers to his forehead to rub.
"I'm sorry..... Thought you were tharn."
"Oh.... That womanizer? Still don't know why you two are friends and...."
Type signed to then flop to his back to look to the ceiling to hear his mother go on and on about tharn.
"Mom, I don't think you called me to talk about him. What is going on?"
"Oh yeah, I plan to come over this weekend to stay."
Types eyes widened to sign again.
"Can I ask why?"
"Dont be rude!"
"I'm sorry."
"Good, I'll be over this Friday at 8pm. Remember to pick me up."
Type rolled his eyes to then shut off the phone, to place it next to his head to place his hands over his eyes to rub.
Shit!
Type then groaned to sit up has he heard someone knocking on his door.
What is it now! I just want to shower, masterbate and go to bed!
Type got up with an attitude to then go to the door to open to eye over tharn to narrow his eyes.
"What are you doing here!?"
Tharn raised an eye brow to wrap his arms about himself.
"What's this attitude for?"
Type signed to eye down.
"I.... Was in the middle of a shower. Theres nothing here for you tharn, now please leave."
Type started to shut his door for type to place his hand to that door to then move it open to eye down.
"Think there is a reason why I should be here."
Tharn reached a hand out with his index finger out to place to his erection that was very evident to have it move up and down.
Type then stepped back to look at him in anger.
"Knock it off and leave!"
Tharn made a face.
"Come on type, stop being this way."
Type wrapped his arms about himself.
"I have every right to feel pissed off at you for what you did!"
"Fine you do, and now you are getting sexually frustrated, like me and becoming an asshole. Why do you have to make things so complicated!"
Type raised an eye brow.
"Okay, let me make things less complicated."
Type then slammed the door in his face to lock to roll his eyes to turn to only get a few steps ahead to then stop to place his hands to the back of his neck to rub with irritation.
Tharn used his key to come in to then close the door behind himself to place his back to the door to look over type.
"See, acting like a little bitch!"
Type turned to move his hands down to really eye over him.
"Asshole!"
"I can be and worse! Now stop stalling and let's go Fuck."
Type narrowed his eyes.
"You are such a gigantic....ugh! Get the fuck out of my place!"
Tharn looked over type to sign.
"No. Now tell me what you want so I can get out of the dog house."
Type placed his hands to his hips to then turn his head to darkly chuckle.
"You have such a one track mind! Jeeez, just get out!"
"Type, just tell me."
Type lifted his head back to look to the ceiling to flex his jaw.
"You are so....."
Type then raised an eye brow to slowly move his head down to eye over tharn who then looked over him.
"What?"
He said slowly, type then turned to keep his hands to his hips for a moment to then wrap his arms about to stand right in front of him with an idea that was evident to his face.
"You want to get out of the dog house?"
Tharn narrowed his eyes.
"Uh.....huh....."
"Then what you need to do is pick up my mother at the train station this Friday at 8 and he with us the whole weekend."
Tharn lifted his head back to look up.
"You have got to fucking be kidding me! Come on type, she hates me and says so many mean things."
"Mm, I know "
Tharn made a face to slowly move his head down to look over a weary type. Types mother was very much homophobic and tried to get him to go on dates with girls, the whole visit was nothing but slurs, her talking down to him, etc.
Tharn made a face to remember to take in a deep breathe to then move himself from the door to eye over him and hard.
"I do this, I'll be out of the dog house and we will......"
Type gave a stiff nod.
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"Fuck! But I think this means a down payment."
Type widened his eyes has tharn then placed his hand to his wrist to then pull type to his bedroom has he was going to get something for right now.