Chapter 7:

The Two H's

            A/N: Ooops, this one came out short too. Damn. Oh well, the next chapter will most DEFINITELY be longer!

Mike161: lol…wow best Degrassi story? I don't think it's that good at all. Oh well, thanks a lot!

Craig sat at the dinner table, doodling into his mashed potatoes. His thoughts were wandering around, and there was little conversation. (Well, it wasn't conversation, more monologue, Angie was rambling on about the Nutcracker) and Craig's thoughts kept turning back to Marco. What were they now? A gay couple? What? Finally, after fantasizing a bit about Marco and drawing Marco's phallus into the potatoes, (Craig really enjoyed drawing or thinking about Marco's thing) Craig excused himself, to go make a call. After heading upstairs, he grabbed his cell phone and punched in 555-1432. It rang for a moment, and then Marco's oh-so-sexy voice picked it up.

"Hello?"
 "Umm…Hi." Craig said, and then made a disgusted face, he had come off as an idiot!

Marco chuckled and then said, "You rang?"

"Oh yeah, well…umm…I was…uh just…er…wondering…" Craig said, frantically racking his brain for what to say.

Marco laughed rather loudly at this. "What we are now?" he answered, amused at Craig's confusion.

"Yeah."
 "We are two horny teenage boys, who just happen to make out with each other."
 "Well, should we make our relationship public?" Craig asked, sadly realizing the nervousness he was feeling was working it's way into his voice.

 "Whatever you want."
 "Umm…I want to keep it secret. I don't know if I'm ready for that."
 "Your cock sure did."
Craig turned red at this. He wanted sex with Marco. He really did…but…he didn't want Spinner to know.

 "Look, I'm ready for…umm…that, but I just don't want to go public yet."
Marco, on the other end of the line, was practically leaping with joy that Craig was ready for "that."

"Great…when?"
Slightly startled a Marco's forwardness, Craig paused for a moment. He was a little nervous…this was the first time he had ever done something like this. But just by the thought of it he got incredibly hard. He had made up his mind.

"Sure. Tomorrow after school."
 "Your house or mine?"
Craig thought for a moment, and then added

"yours, Angie will be home tomorrow."
 "See you there."
 "Bye."

And by then, both guys were suffering from symptoms of the two "h's": happy and horny.