"You're that one kid who sits in the back. Vincent, right?" "Yeah. You're that one kid that talks a lot in class. Oliver." • • • • • (This is a BL, or boy love, story and I might possibly have some smutty type/smut-related and/or a smut scene(s) so beware.) • • • • • Personally, I think of Oliver as more of a Cole Sprouse looking guy and Vincent as either an alternate version of Asa Butterfields or some abstract version of an American Jungkook. Just sayin'. • • • WARNING! This story may contain graphic and sexual content, nudity, suggestive scenarios, adult language, and possible suggested violent and/or criminal actions. Viewer discretion is advised.

Tristan is having an affair with his brother's married best friend. He decides to end the affair after David makes an unexpected announcement; Tristan blames himself for the recent upheaval in David's life, and instead finds a boyfriend his own age, Dale. But something about David keeps pulling Tristan closer to the older man. With his new relationship with Dale called into question by David's undoubted allure, Tristan finds himself learning more about life - and love - than he thought he ever would. But the most important question Tristan must ask himself... Is sleeping with your brother's best friend ever a good idea?

When Jack was dragged to a Christmas vacation at his best friend's hometown, he thought nothing of it. However, all that changed the moment he lay eyes on Spencer's brother, who's there on a surprise visit. He never expected much of it, but that all changed when realisation hit, and they both knew that both of them have to go back to where they were, and into their old lives, and that it was all, well, a Christmas vacation.