I Do Not Own Any Of These Sexy Boys... Unfortunately
"Are you sure?" Jack asked.
"I'm sure." Raimundo said.
"It's going to hurt a little. It always hurts the first time. After that you get used to it."
"Will you stop lecturing me and get it over with?" Raimundo snapped.
Jack scowled. "Fine. You don't have to be so mean, though. Remember... you came to me."
"Well you seem to know what you're doing with this sort of thing."
"Of course I do."
"It doesn't seem like you've gotten too many. At all."
Jack shrugged. "I'm not going to flaunt it around when I'm at home. I don't want my mom knowing."
"Wimp."
"I just don't like her yelling at me. You know... calling me a fag and what not."
"Jack, you are a fag."
"That may be true, but I still don't want her calling me that."
Raimundo smirked. "Fag."
"Do you want me to do this or not?"
"All right. All right. I'm sorry."
"Good. Okay, here we go."
"Ngh..."
"Relax."
"I am relaxed."
"I haven't even put it in yet. Will you stop freaking out?"
"Sorry. I just don't really like pain."
"Neither do I."
"I'm sure you screamed when you got it done to you." Raimundo snickered. Jack growled and Raimundo winced. "Ow! You could have warned me."
"It's your own fault." Jack said. He passed him a small antiseptic wipe. "You're bleeding a little. Jut to the right."
"That isn't bad, is it?"
"No, not really. Happened to me when I got my ears pierced."