I felt Brendon's you-know-what growing harder as he grinded into me. I let out a moan. Mine was growing harder too. I grabbed him and pulled him closer to me.
Here we were. Two guys making out with each other, with no clothes on, in an area where our friends could catch us at any moment.
"Shit!" I thought. Spencer and Brent could be looking for us right now, and there was a high chance they would catch us. And that's exactly what happened.
I heard a scream and a gasp. Brendon and I pulled apart. Spencer and Brent were in shock. Words can't describe how embarrassed I was. Brendon's face was a deep red. "G-guys..." He started. "I don't want to hear it Brendon!" Spencer said. I wondered why he was so angry. Maybe it was because I was like a brother to him. Maybe he was so shocked that it turned into anger. I'm not sure. Brent didn't say a word. He was just awkwardly standing there. Brendon hid his face in my neck. "Spencer" I said. "Calm down." He sighed and looked at the ground. "Let's go to my house Brent." Spencer said, walking out of the room, pulling Brent along with him. Brendon and I looked each other in the eye. "I'm sorry this had to happen." I said. "I don't mind." He said smirking, looking down at my still hard genitalia. I blushed. "Y'know, now that they're gone, we could continue." He said winking. I chuckled and we started making out again.
