The guys and I had the day off and had decided to play tourists for the day. While I was changing, my boyfriend Frank came into the room. Not caring that my pants, that I hadn't finished doing up were around my ankles, I ran over to him and kissed him.
Giggling he said, "Gerard, you do realize your pants are around your ankles?"
"Yes Frankie, I do." I said planting kisses along his jawline.
"Why?"
"Because I hadn't finished putting them on when you came in, and kissing you is more important than putting on pants."
"Aw, I fell so special!"
"You are special, Frankie."
A few minutes later Ray and Mikey came into the room and stopped when they saw my pants around my ankles. Then Bob came in cracking up, instead of being shocked. They knew about me and Frank but this was a little much for them.
Quickly pulling up my pants and doing them up, I grabbed Frank's hand, entwining our finders, and left with the others to go get into the rental car.
For the next few hours we went through shop after shop just looking through what they had. Mikey, Ray, and Bob had all bought stuff, but Frank and I hadn't seen anything that we really wanted. While looking through the shelves of a store that seemed to not even know what they were really selling, Frank stopped and pointed at a shelf.
"What Frankie?" I asked, confused.
"Look Gee!"
"Uh condoms?" I asked seeing that that was the only thing on the shelf.
"Yes Gerard." Frank said impatiently.
"Frank, we don't need to use condoms. When we have sex we are having safe sex." Bob had come up behind us when I said that and sniggered, "Better look closer Gerard."
Looking closer at the box, I saw what Frank and Bob had been talking about. In the top right hand corner was a pictures of the condoms that were inside the box. And on the picture of the condoms was a picture of me.
"Why the hell is there a picture of you on a thing that goes on other males?" Frank said looking as pissed as he sounded.
"I would like to know the same thing."