"Wake up!" Dammit. I rolled over and opened my eyes. "Come on, you guys!" Abby... I blinked a couple of times against the light, barely able to see a quite blurry Abby standing in the doorway. I shut my eyes once more just as Zach spoke.
"We are fucking up! Go away!" He groaned, his voice heavy with sleep though still full of irritation.
"Okay!" She said happily and I heard her soft footsteps run out of the room. Zach let out a loud groan of complaint and I opened my eyes again, my vision still kind of blurry.
"Fuck my life!" He hissed and I looked to see him standing up. "I am so tired." He scratched his bare stomach, his eyes half closed, his hair in a fucked up mess. He didn't look at all awake, and if I hadn't been so tired myself I would have laughed at his appearance. He kind of looked like he'd been high all day. I watched as he bent down to pick up The Sex Pistols shirt he'd been wearing the day earlier... and the day before that, and maybe even once more before that! He sniffed it and then put it on with a shrug.
I really didn't feel like standing quite then until he walked over and hit my head. "Smoke a cigarette with me," He ordered and pulled on the collar of my shirt.
"Okay," I said hoarsely. I cleared my throat, still exhausted, and sat up. Zach sighed and knelt down to open his bag where he pulled out his hat and a sweatshirt. We both got dressed for the cold weather outside in silence. I stood there once I had my sweatshirt on and rubbed my eyes. I was suddenly pulled forward by my pockets, which caused me to stumble forward. He laughed quietly and touched my hips before moving towards the door.
Sadly the only way to the front door was through the living room... "Happy Christmas, you two!" Karolin almost immediately spoke as we both entered the room. We returned the greetings as they poured in.
"Well, I must smoke a cigarette...," Zach said grumpily and passed by once everyone had finished with the holiday wishes. I followed passively until we were outside.
I looked over as Zach pulled a cigarette out for me. He sighed, his breath incredibly visible against the crisp morning air. We both lit our cigarettes and I took a seat on the step. My ass felt frozen against the cold concrete. "Fuck..," I breathed, bunching my arms against my body.
"I must piss," He complained. I looked up at him, taking a drag of my cigarette, to see him giving a slightly cautious glance down the road. He then turned towards the bushes directly beside me.
"What are you doing?" I asked as he unzipped his fly and pulled his dick out. I knew damn well what he was doing, though.
"What does it look like I am doing?" He asked with a scowl, his cigarette hanging loosely in his mouth. I laughed and tired not to pay attention to the stream of piss falling beside me. I had to take a piss, too, but I thought it might be kinder if I used the restroom. Once he'd finished, he sat down next to me and ashed his cigarette on the ground. I happily welcomed his warm body next to mine. "I hate Christmas... Mutter always takes pictures," He said angrily. I smiled and shook my head.
"Yeah, I don't really like it either." I took a quick drag. Zach sure was a negative Nancy.
"I do not even believe in Jesus or whatever!" He said as smoke came from his mouth.
"No shit." I rolled my eyes slightly with a laugh. I was surprised when he chose to ignore my joke. "Er... are you gonna shower today?"
"Probably not... why?" He asked, seeming bored. I shrugged and took a deep drag, wanting to finish my cigarette as quickly as possible due to the cold weather. "Ach, I am so horny," He complained, leaning his head back. I laughed and shook my head slowly. What else was new?
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Around and Around (boy x boy)
RomantikDylan joined his german foster parents at the age of 12 after years of struggling between homes. His past was very complicated and painful to think about. Little did he know his future was about to get much more complicated when his foster brother a...