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David shook Gregg. "Come on! Your parents are home!"

"David...have you seen how big my house is?" Gregg said, way to comfortable being under David to move.

"Yes but why are they here!" David asked frantically.

"OH SHIT! I forgot that we're going to lunch to celebrate my Mum's new job!" Gregg said, still in his sleepy haze as he turned over so he and David were lying face to face, but David still on top of him.

"Your mom..? She's one of the most uncoordinated people I've ever met!" David chuckled as he wiped the stray hairs off Gregg's forehead.

"Shut it, or no more sex for you." Gregg and David both smiled. Gregg kissed David then opened his bedroom door quietly. He ran down the hall, into the spare room with the fully clothed closet and picked up their discarded clothes. He ran back to the bedroom and closed the door quietly. He threw the clothes at David.

"What are these for?"

"Well, your coming with us."Gregg said watching David put on his jeans, going commando.

"I'm a little...uncomfortable going out with your parents after...all of this..."David was fondling his shirt in his hands and he couldn't have looked more uncomfortable.

"Well... Maybe if you do this for me..." Gregg strutted forward, wiggling his hips slightly. "I guess I could always... Let you tie me up when we get back..."

David gulped, wide eyed and put his clothes on as quickly as he possibly could have.

Gregg opened the door and they walked down the hall. David looked at Gregg.

"Oh, shit!"

"Wha-" David pushed Gregg into the bathroom. Gregg looked into the mirror. "Oh bloody hell...That. Is. Not. Good." There was still some of David's semen in his hair. "How the fuck did that even get in there?"

"I don't know...maybe I overloaded your mouth and it started to seep through your scalp." David laughed. Gregg leaned over the sink and David washed his hair.

Gregg enjoyed the feeling of David's fingers running through his hair, even if at this particular moment it wasn't sexual. David dried Gregg's hair and they rushed to the end of the hall.

"Oh, God!" David screamed as someone turned the corner right in front of them.

"Come one, Greggy. Your Mum's gonna have a fit if were late meeting her at the restaurant." Gregg's dad spoke, seeming to completely oblivious to David.

"Hey, mister Sulkin."

"Hi, David. Good to see you kid."

"Nice to see you too, sir."

The three men walked down the stairs to Gregg's mother.

The lunch was the longest most boring experience of his life, all he wanted was to get back to his house so he and Gregg could start their kinky relationship.

David and Gregg were in David's shiny Dodge Challenger SRT8. The windows were entirely tinted. Gregg leaned up against the window and stared at David as he drove.

"I have a question..." Gregg said expressionless trying to give nothing away.

"Yeah..?"

"What are we, are we like a couple, or friends with benefits...or a couple..?" He said, his voice full of hope.

"Uhm...I think so."

"So which one?" He asked nervously.

"Haha." Gregg smiled at David.

"What's so funny..?" David asked smiling at Gregg for far to long considering he was driving.

"David Henrie, David 'freaking' Henrie... THE DAVID HENRIE! Is my boyfriend. Do you have any idea how unbelievable happy that makes me!" Gregg was practically beaming.

"Haha, I'm just a person Gregg... But maybe you could show me how happy you are." David turned his head back to Gregg and twitched his eyebrows in a flirty fashion.

"I'm pretty sure that's illegal David... Although I guess we could happen to meet a hot policeman."

"Oh so you like men in uniforms do you..." David teased.

"Shut up!" Gregg jokingly punched David and blushed.

"Hey! I was just asking, lets just say I know some policemen who owe me a favour and I'm sure they wouldn't mind me borrowing there uniform for a night or two." He winked

"You'd wear a police uniform for me! But you hate the police ever since you got detained that one time..."

"Do you wanna get fucked by Officer Henrie or not!" He didn't mean to lose his temper, he just hated talking about the time he nearly got arrested.

"Sorry baby, I didn't mean to make you angry... Let me make it up to you..?" Gregg slowly traced his hand up David's leg towards his groin.

"What exactly did you have in mind?" David asked with fake innocence. Gregg rolled his eyes and threw his head onto the croth of Davids pants and mouthed him through his jeans. He unzipped David's skinny jeans and began the bobbing and sucking method he had used back at the house.

David pulled into Gregg's driveway, and as he did he jizzed into Gregg's mouth.

"Many thanks Mister Sulkin." David said. "But performing sexual acts while someone's driving is illegal. May I see some identification...?" He said invading Gregg's personal space.

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to have any." Gregg pretended to check his pockets and look frightened.

"Then I'm afraid I'm gonna have to handcuff you..." David paused and leaned close to Gregg so he could whisper in his boyfriends ear. "Possibly... To my bed posts." David couldn't help but laugh at the gulp Gregg made and the growing bulge in his boyfriends pants he could feel against his thigh.

To be continued...