It's S-E-A-N (Septicplier)

So Many Sexual Jokes

After dinner, Mark and Sean went to the arcade. It was crowded and noisy, but Mark didn't care. He was currently kicking Sean's ass at one of the games. "Fuck! Fuck this! Fuck that! Fuck you!"

"Later." Mark smirked to himself. Sean gaped at him, his attention was now focused on Mark. It took one last hit and Sean was dead. Or rather his character was.

"That's not fair! You fucking cheated." Sean whined.

"Is it cheating if you suck at the game?" Mark's smirk grew wider. Sean punched him in the arm.

"That's not funny." He frowned.

"I'm sorry." Mark grinned at him. "Ooh! Pacman!" He ran over to it excitedly. Kind of like a kid with a new toy.

Sean leaned up against the machine, studying Mark's features. He couldn't help but think he was cute. "You really know how to handle that joystick." Mark stopped what he was doing and stared at Sean in shock. He was so proud and also a little embarrassed. But mostly proud.

The game made a sound, signaling that Mark had just lost the game. He didn't even care. He grinned his goofy lopsided grin. The two burst out laughing. "That was a nice one."

"Thanks, I tried." Sean smiled. "So what do you want to do now?"

"Air hockey?" Mark suggested.

"Sure!"

This time Mark was losing. He was determined to win. At all costs. "Maybe after we're done we can make more use of this table." That seemed to work. Sean was flustered and Mark scored. Just as he composed himself Mark made another joke. "Looks like I'm scoring tonight."

Sean choked. Mark ran over to his side of the table. "Woah, woah. Are you okay?"

Sean caught his breath. "Yeah." His face was red, but Mark couldn't tell if it was from choking or the joke.

Mark put his hand on Sean's back. "Maybe we should get a shake or something." Mark suggested, now worried about the smaller guy.

"Yeah, okay."

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They walked across the street to the ice cream parlor. They sat at a booth in the corner. A boy who looked to be in his late teens approached then. His hair was mussed up and he had an apron tied around his waist. "Hi I'm Craig. Can I take your order?" The boy smiled at them. He was cute, but neither of the guys payed any attention to that.

Mark glanced over at Sean. "Oh, um what do you want?"

Sean's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the choices. "Maybe we should just share a vanilla shake. I'm pretty full from dinner."

"Okay yeah, that sounds good. We'll have that." Mark nods at the boy.

The boys smile grows. "Are you two on a date?"

"Y-yeah..." Sean blushed and looks at Mark.

"First time?" The boy asks.

"Yeah." Mark was confused as to why the boy was asking them so many questions.

"Then don't worry about the bill. It's on the house." The boy goes to turn away. Mark stops him.

"Why?" Mark asks.

"Because. It's your first date. And my parents own the shop. Plus, my boyfriend Tyler would do the same thing." The boy winked and turned on his heels. He walked away to get the guys' shake.

"Well...that was strange." Mark said. Sean blushed.

"Y-yeah."

"I think he was checking you out." Mark said.

"He has a boyfriend." Sean shook his head. "Plus I'm here with you."

Mark grinned happily. "Yeah."

Soon after the boy came bouncing back. He put the glass on the table and handed them two straws. He smiled and turned away again, his ass putting the shake in milkshake.

The boys shares a look and laughed. They took turns drinking the milkshake. "Do you think he was looking for a foursome?" Sean giggled. Mark snorted at that.

"Probably.

"He was cute." Mark confessed. Sean slapped his arm.

"That's not funny." He said in mock sadness. Mark grinned.

"Sorry."

"It was true though." Sean joked and sipped the shake.

"As much as I'd like to continue this, it's getting late, and I have work in the morning." Mark sighed.

"Oh, it's okay. I understand." Sean smiled at him. The two walked out together. They stood outside the parlor. They smiled at each other. "I had a really fun time." Sean blushed like he was contemplating something. But before he could make a move, Mark did. He leaned down and kissed Sean. His left hand settled on the small of Sean's back, and his right hand held Sean's cheek. They broke apart and Sean spoke again. "Let's do it again sometime."

"The kiss or the date?" Mark asked.

"Both." And they kissed again.