I looked at Colby as he inhaled the sweet smoke into his lungs. I watched as he held it then coughed it out. He passed it to me and I did the same as him. Once we both took a few hits of the wonderful drug we sat and watched cartoons. I looked over at Colby but he was already staring at me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into his lap pulling me close. My lips ghosted over his. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in. When he pulled back I was left breathless. He tasted like smoke and peppermint. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me in again. I sat in his lap comfortably while kissing his lips peacefully. Once he pulled back again I could see the deep want in his eyes. I pulled him in this time but the kiss was lustfull and eager. He started to unbutton the top buttons of my shirt but his fingers fumbled until he gave up. There was a knock on the door and I grunted sitting back on his knees. I got up and looked through the peep hole and it was Sam. I opened the door and looked at the messy haired, puffy eyed boy.
"Whats wrong Sammy?" I asked him as he came in I honestly didn't even care that I was in a large white button up mens dress shirt and black spanks. He walked in and sat on the couch and noticed the quarter smoked joint on the table.
"You got anymore of that?" He asked pointing at it.
"You wanna hit Sam?" Colby asked.
"Want one? Not really. Need one? Yes." Sam corrected. Colby picked the joint up off the table and offered Sam a lighter. Sam grabbed it and set it between his lips carefully and lit it. A few puffs later and Sam was floating right there with me and Colby. He giggled at everything and asked to raid our kitchen and I just told him not to break anything. I sat back on Colby's lap and kissed his cheek.
"We helped your friend with his emotional instability." I said with a smile on my face. Sam came back in with my jar of peanut butter and a spoon.
"Thank you guys."
