Moron, You Get Horny
It was around ten at night. The birthday party had died down and Travis and Zeke were relaxing on the couch. Austin didn't show up because he had work. Yasmine could only stay for a little bit.
Zeke kissed the top of his head. "Happy birthday, babe." Travis smiled.
"Heehee~ I'm nineteen." Zeke chuckled.
"I'm twenty."
Travis looked up at him. He grinned. "Old man." Zeke snorted.
"You happen to love this 'old man'." Travis laughed a gave Zeke a peck on the lips. "You wanna go celebrate in a little more adult ways?" Travis grinned up at him.
"Ye-" Someone banged on the door. Travis turned and glared at the door. "Go away!"
"Travis, Connor's bein' mean! He hit me!" Oliver shouted. Travis immediately got up.
He almost opened the door, then he thought. "Oli... Are you drunk?" Oliver muffled his laugh.
"No~" Travis rolled his eyes and opened the door.
Oliver jumped onto Travis. "Happy Birthday~!" Connor walked in after him.
"Sorry. He started celebrating before we got here." He pulled Oliver away from Travis. Connor lifted up his other hand. "I brought booze."
Travis rubbed his face. "We don't-"
"I got Shnapps." Travis smiled.
"Shnapps? I love Shnapps." He took both bottles. "Zeke! I got Shnapps!" He showed Zeke the bottles.
Zeke stood up and took the bottles from him. "You don't drink." Travis gave him a 'kicked puppy' look. Zeke rolled his eyes. "One."
Travis smiled. "Thank you, babe!" Travis took the bottle and went to the kitchen. Oliver followed him. Zeke sat down on the couch.
Connor sat next to him and offered a beer. Zeke pushed it away. "I don't drink."
"Yer lose." He laughed.
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Oliver and Travis were lying on the living room floor, laughing and giggling at nothing. They'd hear the other laugh, then start laughing.
Connor and Zeke watched them. Zeke had his arms crossed over his chest. Connor scoffed at him. "Lighten up, dude. At least you're here to watch him."
Zeke looked at Connor. "I don't like him getting drunk." Connor looked over at Zeke.
"Well. He is. Not much-" Both froze at a moan.
They looked over and saw Oliver and Travis on their sides, arms wrapped around each other, kissing.
With tongue.
Zeke tried to stand up, but got pulled back down by Connor. "What the hell!? Let go!"
"Hang on. That's pretty hot." Zeke yanked his arm back.
"No it's not!" He stood up again. He walked over to them, but Travis pushed Oliver over and moved on top of him. ".. Holy shit." Zeke was surprised that Travis was taking charge. Sober, he's submissive. But now..
"Uhn. Travis." That snapped both Connor and Zeke back to reality.
They both pulled their boyfriends away from each other. Travis' head fell forward.
Connor laughed. "Well. He's out." Oliver made a noise. "Shit. You gunna puke?" Oliver nodded. Connor pulled him up and walked him to the bathroom.
Zeke picked Travis up and put him in his room. When he came back out, Connor was sitting on the couch with Oliver's head in his lap. "You guys stayin' here?" Connor looked up.
"Can we? He's kinda.." Zeke sighed.
"Yeah, sure." Connor stood up.
"You have a blanket for him?" Zeke rolled his eyes and pointed towards the hallway.
"The only door on the left. There's a few blankets in there." He turned around and went to Travis' room. He laughed at how sloppy Travis was sleeping. His arm and leg over the side. Drool coming out. Zeke got in next to him. "You're gunna be a bitch tomorrow, aren't you?"
Zeke kissed the top of his head. "Happy birthday, babe." Travis smiled.
"Heehee~ I'm nineteen." Zeke chuckled.
"I'm twenty."
Travis looked up at him. He grinned. "Old man." Zeke snorted.
"You happen to love this 'old man'." Travis laughed a gave Zeke a peck on the lips. "You wanna go celebrate in a little more adult ways?" Travis grinned up at him.
"Ye-" Someone banged on the door. Travis turned and glared at the door. "Go away!"
"Travis, Connor's bein' mean! He hit me!" Oliver shouted. Travis immediately got up.
He almost opened the door, then he thought. "Oli... Are you drunk?" Oliver muffled his laugh.
"No~" Travis rolled his eyes and opened the door.
Oliver jumped onto Travis. "Happy Birthday~!" Connor walked in after him.
"Sorry. He started celebrating before we got here." He pulled Oliver away from Travis. Connor lifted up his other hand. "I brought booze."
Travis rubbed his face. "We don't-"
"I got Shnapps." Travis smiled.
"Shnapps? I love Shnapps." He took both bottles. "Zeke! I got Shnapps!" He showed Zeke the bottles.
Zeke stood up and took the bottles from him. "You don't drink." Travis gave him a 'kicked puppy' look. Zeke rolled his eyes. "One."
Travis smiled. "Thank you, babe!" Travis took the bottle and went to the kitchen. Oliver followed him. Zeke sat down on the couch.
Connor sat next to him and offered a beer. Zeke pushed it away. "I don't drink."
"Yer lose." He laughed.
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Oliver and Travis were lying on the living room floor, laughing and giggling at nothing. They'd hear the other laugh, then start laughing.
Connor and Zeke watched them. Zeke had his arms crossed over his chest. Connor scoffed at him. "Lighten up, dude. At least you're here to watch him."
Zeke looked at Connor. "I don't like him getting drunk." Connor looked over at Zeke.
"Well. He is. Not much-" Both froze at a moan.
They looked over and saw Oliver and Travis on their sides, arms wrapped around each other, kissing.
With tongue.
Zeke tried to stand up, but got pulled back down by Connor. "What the hell!? Let go!"
"Hang on. That's pretty hot." Zeke yanked his arm back.
"No it's not!" He stood up again. He walked over to them, but Travis pushed Oliver over and moved on top of him. ".. Holy shit." Zeke was surprised that Travis was taking charge. Sober, he's submissive. But now..
"Uhn. Travis." That snapped both Connor and Zeke back to reality.
They both pulled their boyfriends away from each other. Travis' head fell forward.
Connor laughed. "Well. He's out." Oliver made a noise. "Shit. You gunna puke?" Oliver nodded. Connor pulled him up and walked him to the bathroom.
Zeke picked Travis up and put him in his room. When he came back out, Connor was sitting on the couch with Oliver's head in his lap. "You guys stayin' here?" Connor looked up.
"Can we? He's kinda.." Zeke sighed.
"Yeah, sure." Connor stood up.
"You have a blanket for him?" Zeke rolled his eyes and pointed towards the hallway.
"The only door on the left. There's a few blankets in there." He turned around and went to Travis' room. He laughed at how sloppy Travis was sleeping. His arm and leg over the side. Drool coming out. Zeke got in next to him. "You're gunna be a bitch tomorrow, aren't you?"