Idiotic Drunk Gay Love

Condoms and Cold Fingers

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"Uhh..." Maxwell groaned in his sleep as he kicked his leg slightly.

He felt his leg brush against soft skin.

"Damn it, Maxwell..." A voice muttered.

"Huh?" The teen opened his eyes slowly to see the pounting face of his friend, lying next to him.

Maxwell smiled.

"Almost forgot you slept over, Zack" Maxwell said softly.

He sat up and yawned. He stretched a bit.

"Well I did sleep over, but I basically didn't sleep at fucking all" Zack said a bit angered as he jabbed a finger at Max's back.

"Stop moving in your damn sleep, Maxwell"

Maxwell laughed.

The red headed teen rolled his eyes as he got up. He took one glance at the grand clock that sat on top of the plasma television.

"Hey Max, we should really get changed. Thirty more minutes and we have to go to school." Zack muttered

"Uuugh, fucking Mondays" Maxwell groaned as he flopped onto the bed once more

"Oh it won't be that bad, Maxwell. Now get up"

Maxwell groaned once more as he got up, walked to his dresser, pulled out some clothes and locked himself in his bathroom.

"Idiot" Zackary scowlded with a slight smile.

He walked over to the dresser.

Zachary had slept over before, there's got to be some spare clothes for him.

He bent down and opened each cabinet.

He stopped at one.

He stared inside the cabinet.

Perfectly folded socks and well a pack of condoms.

Zack felt his cheek burn. "Man-whore!" He yelled.

There was complete silence until Maxwell responded.

"Oh shut it, smartass! Your clothes are on the bottom!" The voice yelled through the bathroom door.

Zack glared at the cabinet with his blushed face. He was overreacting. Why on earth would he care what Maxwell did with his dick.

He felt his cheeks burn more. Zack bit his lip softly as he shut the cabinet slowly and bent down further and opened the bottom cabinet.

There sat a pack of Zack's neatly folded clothes.

He pulled out some boxers, pants, and a shirt. He turned the other way and looked through the room.

Under the bed he saw his red converse.

He smiled as he also pulled out some socks.

He layed his clothes on the bed. He took off his own clothes quickly.

He put on his boxers and his pants. He reached his hand out for his shirt.

He stood frozen.

He felt cold fingers at the sides of his bare chest. He jumped in shock as his face grew red. He turned to face Maxwell.

The teen's smirking face angered him.

"Damn it, Maxwell!" He shouted as he tried to catch his breath.

"Oh I'm sorry, Zacky, but it was just a good morning hug!" Maxwell responded with a smirk.

"Y-You call that a damn hug!" The teen shouted.

Maxwell just stood there, smirking.

The door knocked.

"Young masters...? Are you okay? I heard shouting" a maid said through the door.

"Yes, everything's perfectly fine" Maxwell answered.

Zack glared at Maxwell. He sighed as he grabbed his shirt and put it on.

Maxwell stared at Zachary. A cheeky smile on his face.

He bent down, and grabbed Zack's shoes from under the bed and threw them at Zack.

"School starts soon. Hurry up, Zacky" Maxwell said with a wink as he walked out of the room.

Zackary stared at him, a faint blush on his face.

He put on his socks and shoes. He then walked out of the room.

He ran to the elevator and punched in the coordinates for the third floor, the living room.

The elevator opened and Zack walked out.

He grabbed his book bag and his cellphone, which were on the couch.

He was greeted by the butler and was escorted to the limo outside.

The butler opened the limo door. Zachary hopped in.

He smiled as he saw Maxwell inside to.

"Zacky! Its about fucking time!" Maxwell said as he got up and sat next to the teen.

Zack smile grew a little awkward as he tried to forget the events that happened just this morning.

Maxwell grinned at his friend.

"Another school day, Zack" Maxwell said with a sigh.

Zack rolled his eyes.

"Your just complaining because your an idiot" Zachary said with a smirk.

"What's your point?"

"Oh  nevermind, you imbecile"

The boys stared at eachother before breaking out laughing.

"his cold fingers....?"
"his condoms...?"
"Ugh"