"How do I work this damn contraption?!" exclaimed Sam.
"I don't know! That's why we have Freddie,"
"Oh, so that's why we have the little douche!"
"Sam! He's older than you, and he's our friend. Just because he broke up with you doesn't mean you have to be so rude to him…" Sam just gave her a dumb look, and turned away. Carly was actually happy they broke up; she finally thought she could try and get with Freddie. She thought of it as a birthday present. She was hoping to get him alone.
"Hey! I got it working!" Sam yelled.
"Okay, let's film personal birthday messages first. I'll go first. Hey Freddie! Happy birthday! I love you! You're one of my best friends and I hope you have a great day." She paused the video, and passed the camera to Sam.
"Hey F-,"
"I head footsteps! Let's hide!" Carly screamed. They both ran to back of the filming room where he couldn't see them. They put the camera next to them, so they could see Freddie's reaction when they surprised him. The door opened. It was Freddie and Spencer.
"Thanks for taking me out today, Spencer! You're such a good boyfriend!" Carly and Sam both looked at each other with wide eyes.
"Boyfriend?!" They whispered to each other.
"No problemo, Freddie. Now time for your real present." Spencer grabbed Freddie and pulled him close to him. Their bodies pressed against each other. Spencer leaned in and kissed him. Freddie's heart was beating fast, and Spencer put his hand on top of it. Spencer bit Freddie's lip, and licked his lips.
"You're making me so hot, Freddie." Spencer moaned out, as Freddie sucked on his neck.
"I can't believe we're witnessing this, Sam!" Carly whispered to her friend.
"I think I'm going to be sick." Sam started making sick faces to Carly. Spencer put his hand in Freddie's pants. He pulled out his dick, and started rubbing it while they made out. Spencer picked up Freddie, and put him on the sofa. He spread his legs. Spencer sucked on the head of Freddie's dick; he paused for a moment and licked his finger. He made it good and wet for Freddie, and he slowly stuck it in Freddie's tight asshole.
"Ahh, Spencer!" Freddie moaned out. "It hurts!"
"It will feel better soon, if you can't take this then you can't take my big dick."
"Sam, are you still recording this?!" Carly whispered loudly.
"Oh shit! I am!" Sam whispered loudly.
"Did you hear something?" Spencer said looking around.
"No? You're imagining things, baby." Freddie said, his face was so red. Spencer looked at him, and smiled. He got back to sucking his dick, and fingering his asshole. Carly hit Sam's shoulder.
"Ow!"
"Okay, I definitely heard something this time…" Spencer said. He got up and looked around the room. His eyes widened when he saw Sam and Carly.
"Did you find what was making that noise?" Freddie asked.
"No, I didn't," Spencer said slowly. "Let's go to my room though." Freddie looked at him confused. Spencer grabbed Freddie's hand, and they walked out the room. Carly felt her heart drop. Her and Sam stood up and looked at each other.
"What the hell just happened?!" Sam yelled. Carly fell to the floor and just sat there.
"Why did we have to see that?" Carly cried out.
"We can't tell Freddie what we saw, and I highly doubt Spencer will tell him he saw us."
"I can't believe I just saw my brother practically fucking my best friend!" Carly was trying to hold back tears. She knew she could never be with him now. "Do you want to stay sleep tonight? I don't think I can deal with this," pleaded Carly.
"Of course, Carls!" They walked out, and went into Carly's room. They immediately passed out. Carly woke up, it was 4:30 A.M., she was hoping it was a dream. She knew it wasn't though. She went go get a glass of water, and saw the uneaten carrot cake. She grabbed it and threw it in the trash. She walked back to her room, and fell back asleep next to her best friend. She woke up around 3 P.M., and went into the kitchen where she saw her brother sitting.
"Carly, we need to have a talk about what you saw last night," Spencer said quietly.
"I don't want to talk to you!" She screamed.
"Please, Carly!"
"No, I don't want to talk to you! You're just a faggot!" She yelled as she ran to her room. She packed some clothes, and ran out of the apartment. When she opened the door, she ran into Freddie.
"Hey Carl-"
"Get away from me!" She screamed. Freddie looked at her confused, and watched her run down the stairs. He walked into the apartment.
"What was that about?" He asked.