Dear Greyson's phone,

That party was something. I don't know what to call that hot mess, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. I think Drew is a little shaken up over the guys targeting him. If only he knew that they will find something to hate about everyone they meet, and it doesn't necessarily mean they will dislike you. I think Jacob might have some explaining to do. That's all I will say about that incident. Either way, I'm a little worried about Drew right now. We just pulled up to the house and his thigh is shaking really bad like he's going to have an anxiety attack.

"Hey baby, we're here." Drew began knocking on the door and staring out the window.

"Drew are you okay buddy?" Greyson's dad walked around to his door and opened it up. Drew could no longer hold back his tears. He pulled his knees up to his chest.

Greyson scooted over to Drew and unbuckled his seatbelt. "Hey I'm sorry about the guys, they're always like that."

"They hated me. I'm pretty sure they implied that I'm a retard, and that might have been the only reason they didn't call me a... gay slur. You heard them, pausing as if implying it was better than stating it outright." Greyson wrapped his arm around Drew.

"Hey look on the bright side. You made Jacob tent his jeans. I'm pretty sure that's the only reason he was so cold." Greyson's father smirked and shook his head.

"That boy is the biggest ass hole I've ever met."

Greyson laughed. "He basically implied that a less masculine guy shouldn't be able to handle a tattoo. And Drew said 'no pain no gain' and he instantly popped a boner."

Greyson's dad snorted and grabbed his mouth. "Oh no you did not! You have a lot of tattoos considering you're still a kid."

Drew grinned. "Yeah, I enjoy it. My sister is a bad influence."

"Greyson's always wanted tattoos, but me and his mother said, absolutely not. Though it'll be up to him once he moves out of the house."

Greyson nodded. "And you already know that I'm doing it the minute I move right?" His father chuckled and walked away. "Okay boys, in the house."

They all went into the house and the boys immediately ran to Greyson's room. "Now we can actually start the party! Let's play a game!"

Greyson and Drew faced each other on the bed sitting crisscrossed. "Okay, what're you thinking?"

"Boys, I have energy drinks! Do I get cool dad points?" Drew got up and flung the door open bouncing. "Caffeine?!"

Greyson's dad walked in and looked over at Drew bouncing on his toes. "Something tells me this was a bad idea... but I'm just going to leave this here with some shot glasses not at all convenient for drinking games." He winked and headed out the door.

"Well that solves our problem. We can just play drinking games. Minus the alcohol of course. My dad isn't quite that cool."

Greyson blinked and stared at Drew. "Do you know how to play any because I don't."

"No, I don't drink very often but my sister does." Drew took out his phone and called his sister.

"Yo, flower boy, what's cookin'?"

"Nothing I haven't eaten. I'm at my boyfriend's house." Greyson snorted.

"Do you know how to play drinking games?" Greyson face palmed and quickly leaned over the phone. "With energy drinks. We don't have alcohol I promise."

"Oh! Thank god. Drew! I was ready to execute you for drinking unsupervised. I'll send you some links alright? I'm assuming this will be a sleepover?"

"Yeah. Okay bye." Drew hung up the call. Greyson smiled. "Why are you so cute?"

Drew's phone buzzed three times and he scrolled through his screen. "I don't know. Maybe you need glasses?" Greyson rolled his eyes and poked Drew's thigh.

"Oh boy. This one is very interesting." Drew stared blankly at his phone.

Greyson grabbed the phone and began reading aloud. "Flippy Stripy. Players must call heads or tails then flip a coin, if they are correct they get a shot. If they are incorrect they must remove an article of clothing. If they can no longer handle taking a shot they must kiss a player of their choice. Oh boy. That sounds intense. It'll be fine right? We both have layers."

"I have quarters in my pocket." Drew stuck his hand in his jacket pocket while Greyson poured a shot. "Alright I'll call first. Heads." Drew flipped then took a shot.

"Tails." Greyson flipped and held his breath. "Fuck." He removed his shoes.

"Tails?" Drew removed his shoes and tossed the coin at Greyson.

"Heads." Greyson took a shot.

"Tails." Drew removed his ankle socks.

This went on for half an hour with small conversations in between until the only clothing they had left to remove were their main articles and they were both hyped up on caffeine.

"Fuck my heart is going to explode, but I'll call heads. No!! Why did I have to be right?" Greyson grabbed behind Drew's neck and kissed him. Drew blushed and touched his lips. "I could not handle drinking more sting ray, that shit will give you a heart attack."

"I'm okay with that. Uh, heads." Drew turned around and put his back to Greyson. "Unzip my top please."

Greysons eyes went wide. "I know I've seen you shirtless before but this is much more fun." Greyson unzipped the top and pushed it over his shoulders. Drew shivered and slipped the shirt off.

"Alright, heads." Greyson pulled his shirt off over his head.

Drew stared and then quickly shook his head. "Oh yeah, my turn. Tails, fuck!" He thought for a moment and then slid his black spanks off from under his skirt.

"Hey! That's basically cheating! Damn... tails." Greyson unzipped his Jean's and slid them down. "You sure your okay with this?"

Drew looked down and back up and gulped. Greyson was wearing light gray boxer briefs. Of course he would. "Yes." He held his elbow down over his crotch.

"Heads." Drew went to take a shot but Greyson grabbed the shot glass and planted a firm kiss on Drew. "You can barely sit still as it is." Drew whimpered.

Greyson looked down into Drew's eyes and slowly lowered himself on top of him before kissing him again. Drew squeezed his thighs up around Greyson's hips trembling.

"Hey, you're shaking really hard, do you want me to get off of you." Drew blushed and shook his head. "No, I've just never been like this before."

Greyson rubbed one hand over Drew's thigh and squeezed, and placed the other hand under his lower back. Drew whimpered again and then moved his hand softly over the obvious bulge in Greysons trunks. Greyson took a hard breath in.

Greyson leaned on top of Drew and kissed down his body before trailing his hands along his inner thighs triggering a soft moan. "Does that feel good?"

Drew sat up and stuck his hand down Greysons trunks. Greyson breathed in again. "Oh wow... your hand is warm." Drew looked up at Greyson and kept going. Drew knew exactly what he wanted from Greyson and he knew he was ready to take all of it.

Greyson groaned at the sensation Drew was creating and felt his way between Drew's legs with his fingers to warm up his entrance. He was going to give Drew the pleasure he needed no matter what, because he looked so beautiful like this, and fuck he deserved it all.

The night went magically, and not at all how either of the boys had planned, but damn it would never be forgotten. In the morning Greyson's father pounded on the door and then opened it with his eyes covered just to be greeted by Greyson and Drew wearing Greysons clothes, still asleep. Greyson quickly threw his underwear behind the bed. "Oh, hi dad."

"He looks exhausted, you must have worn him out." Greyson bit his tongue and tried not to smirk. "Relax, I was joking."

Drew flipped over, waking himself up into a yawn. "Good morning mister." Greyson immediately planted a kiss on his forehead.

Greysons dad turned and left the room. "I hope you had a good night."

"Yeah, the best night ever."

Drew's sister rang the doorbell shortly after and he quickly threw his own clothes back on before leaving the house.

Dear Greysons diary,

Holy shit. I just lost my virginity, and it was way better than I expected. A bit awkward I won't lie, but like everything felt so perfect. I never thought that could happen to me. I really hope my mom never finds this. Oh well, mom if you are reading this, please shut this book immediately. As I was saying, I just slept with Drew. I am still in shock at the moment. His thighs were so soft and warm and he was breathing hard against my neck the entire time and it felt so good. Now I have extra bed sheets to wash though, so that drags. Wow. I'm a man now. So this is what they all talk about. I'm never going to forget about this moment.

Greyson tucked the journal under his pillow and layed staring up at the ceiling.

"What's up bud? You daydreaming?" Greyson looked over at the door frame. "Oh hi dad. Yeah, just thinking."

"I see you found the condoms I hid in that bag, next time throw the wrappers away though." He punched Greyson's arm and laughed. "So, have a good night?"

"Yes, and eww dad we're not supposed to speak of that, but thank you." Greyson's dad sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hey, I know teenagers. I was just trying to be one step ahead. Do you feel any different?"

"I'm lightly disturbed by your sudden interest in my sex life. Does that count?" His dad grinned and shook his head.

"I mean... Do you think it helped you figure anything out?" Greyson leaned forward a little and sat on his hands. "Actually, yeah. It just confirmed everything I was feeling. Every second of... the night felt perfect. I think I love him dad. I know that sounds crazy, but I'm ok with crazy."

Greyson's dad patted his knee and went to remove the trash bag from Greyson's room. "That intoxicating huh? Just be careful okay Grey?

"I know dad."