Taylor wrote out a message in the group text "Yo bros, let's jam." as he did weekly. (usually on tuesdays)
Nineteen minutes later, Taylor arrived to Frankie's garage where they partied, played music, and occasionally whipped out their dicks.
Frankie greeted him with a smile. He had just been thinking about Taylor's cute little butt, and was already a little warm. Taylor smiled back and said "Hey braw, I wrote a new punk that sounds like all of our other songs. It's about how much my ex never touched my butt ever."
Frankie raised his eyebrows and said "What a fucktwit! I would touch your butt every minute of the day if I got the chance!"
Taylor looked around and replied "Rod and Jeff aren't here yet, I would love for you to touch me tenderly."
Frankie looked a little embarrassed, but walked over to embrace Taylor. His hand slid down Taylor's back. Taylor shivered and squealed out loud. His went lower until his hand reached the crack. They looked into each other's eyes as Frankie's fingers went in between the butt cheeks.
Just as Frankie almost moaned out loud, Rod came around the corner. Taylor and Frankie were now kissing and didn't notice. Rod sat quietly on a green fold up chair. He was used to Frankie and Taylor doing weird things, they were in the band Hard Wizudz! But a new thought came into his mind. As he watched them kiss, he couldn't help but to feel a little jealous. Fuck, Frankie is hot as fuck.
Jeff drove into the driveway and scared everyone in the garage. Taylor and Frankie were suddenly aware of Rod and Jeff, but didn't care. It felt too right to be embarrassed by it. Jeff got out his guitar amp, and they started practice.
Later after practice, Taylor packed up his stuff, and Frankie went to apply for some colleges inside his house. Rod and Jeff were left alone in the garage. Jeff went over to Rod and said "Hey dude, you look cold. Do you want to borrow my coat? You look like you need it."
Rod indeed needed it. His hard nipples were super visible through his shirt. It was due to the cold, but mostly due to the sexual tension in the room.
"Here, you can borrow my shirt too." Jeff said as he removed his coat and shirt.
Rod stared at Jeff's beautiful abs. He wasn't ready for this.
"Uhh... I have to go help my mom with something" said Rod as he ran out the garage to his car.
Jeff felt the sadness of a thousand things that could have been, but didn't. He sat down and waited for Frankie to finish doing stuff inside. He opened a beer, and got very close to crying. He had been really into Rod for so long, and he thought taking off his shirt would start a beautiful relationship. Jeff sat and pondered his thoughts until Frankie came through the door.
"Ugh, college is the fucking dumbest" said as he sat down next to Jeff. They have always had a strong bond, being the main string players in the band.
Jeff broke the comfortable silence with a question. "Do you think Rod and I could ever be a thing? I tried to initiate something tonight, but he didn't seem to be into it.
"You know Rod, he is a very shy person. He probably is totally in love with you." Frankie said with a smile.
They both sat until Jeff finally left Frankie to fantasize about Taylor.
"Maybe next practice we can go further." Frank thought to himself.
