I got bored with 'Whole' so I wrote this in search of inspiration. Please RnR, it makes me feel good.

Mullet Fingers never had a way with words. He was never good at making sense, and he babbled a lot. He stuttered when he was nervous, tired or emotional. He wanted to tell her, promise; he just didn't want to talk about it.
"Come on, can't we just tell her, please?" Roy pleaded with Mullet Fingers. They sat down on the bed of the boathouse, Roy trying to compromise with his stubborn boyfriend. Roy had come out to pretty much everyone, and anyone who asked him would be confirmed that yes, he was gay. Mullet on the other hand, liked keeping secrets. He thought it was so much more romantic this way.
"Roy, you know I want to, I just don't want to talk to her. If you had magic powers or something, then Bea would have known...probably since you kissed me that first time a couple months ago. I just don't want to stutter or babble or ramble in front of her. She's my sister and your best friend. It's embarrassing." Just then Roy had a brilliant idea. One so great that Mullet Fingers couldn't say no.
"You don't wanna talk to her, then let's show her. She won't be here for another ten minutes anyway." Roy grabbed Mullet's shoulders, and pushed him gently to the bed. Roy straddled him, then placed a hasty kiss on Mullet's lips before attacking his neck with a force never seen before.
"We're gonna make out in front of her?" Roy smiled on Mullet's neck, and Mullet took it as a yes.
"But what if we scar her forever? Who will I talk to when you're being an ass?" Roy lifted his head to look in his boyfriends eyes.
"I'm never an ass and you know it."
"Meh, it worked for the context. Still, we might freak her out."
"It's this, or you get to tell her that your gay, and with me. All alone. I think this way is more fun." Mullet grabbed the back of Roy's neck, bringing him in for a deep, passionate kiss. When Roy broke away for air, Mullet pulled his shirt off with vigour, wanting to be as explicit as possible when Bea walked in. He pulled off his as well, since skin-to-skin contact was a big turn-on. He ran his hands down the muscled chest of his boyfriend, taking in every freckle, blemish and beautiful, beautiful ab in the six pack Roy had worked on for years. Roy obviously noticed the staring, and chuckled under his breath. Mullet kissed his way down Roy's chest, to the cute little cave that was Roy's bellybutton, and licked his way back up, earning a shudder from the brunette on top of him. He bit down on the sweet flesh that was Roy's collarbone, leaving a large hickey. Roy moaned, the tent in his shorts straining even harder.
"Mullet, ah fuck." Mullet sensed that Roy needed release, and fast. He looked out the window above his bed, and saw Bea was no where in sight. He then unzipped Roy's boardwalk shorts, grabbing the large muscle in front of him with force. Roy moaned like a whore with every tug. Mullet twisted his wrist, trying to maximize the pleasure his boyfriend was having. He moved his thumb and started to massage Roy's over-sensitive cockhead. The rubbing was enough to send Roy over the edge of orgasm. He yelled out as he came, throwing his head back and riding the release. Once Roy was finished, he kissed Mullet, saying thank you without words. Mullet got up to clean the white liquid off his chest, when they heard a knock on the door.
"Are you done yet? I have something to show you."

Haha, love the ending, right? I had fun writing this.