Maxxie sat on his bed in his room staring out of the window onto the street. A sketchpad rested in his lap as he pondered what he would draw.
Ideas floated through his head but none seemed right for him, for the paper. He needed inspiration, something to keep him afloat.
It was summer vacation, and Anwar was off visiting his family. In fact, most of his friends had left for the summer, leaving him all alone with a notebook full of empty pages and nothing to draw.
But just then a familiar head came strolling down his street. It was Sid. Sid who was supposed to be visiting his relatives in…whatever place it was called. Maxxie wasn’t sure of the face, but honestly who else would wear a fucking beanie during the summer.
Maxxie hopped up and ran outside eager for someone to keep him company. He’d been bored during the summer. Somehow drawing and dancing and gay porn had kept him occupied, but he needed some excitement and his friend would provide that. Maybe they could go smoke a joint or grab a beer. It would be fun. Max could catch up on Sid’s where abouts and his relationship with Cassie.
But when Maxxie ran outside and actually called out after the person, he realized that it wasn’t Sid. It was someone one’s body ressembled his friends, but whose face was darker, cuter, and very handsome.
“Excuse me. Err… I thought you were a friend,” Maxxie chuckled, running his hand over his sleek blond hair. His shirt ran up a bit so the other boy could see his abs. And Maxxie was surprised to see the boy’s cheeks flush.
“Hey, um… I’m actually on vacation and you see… I sort of got lost. Yeah. Do you think you could maybe help me?” The other boy scratched the back of his head and rubbed one foot against his other leg. He turned his head to the ground and bit his lip. Maxxie’s eyes were drawn to his piercing. It was hot and when he bit his lip like that… Maxxie shook his head.
“Well, don’t worry, mate!” Maxxie replied, running forward to meet the boy. “I think I’ll be able to help you. Besides I’m bored as fuck!” He laughed and stuck out his hand. “I’m Maxxie by the way.”
The boy’s eyes scanned Maxxie’s body. Tight skinny jeans that hugged his body and a half unbuttoned polo shirt. He stuck out his hand and shook Maxxie’s firmly. “I’m Ethan. Nice to meet ya,” he replied. He himself was wearing baggy pants and a black t-shirt with some strange probably ‘American’ band’s name on the front.
Maxxie nodded and walked up next to Ethan. He wrapped his arm around the other boy’s shoulder. “So where, exactly, are we looking to go?” he asked, leading Ethan back to the City Centre.
Maxxie pretended not to hear the boy let out a groan. Ethan’s eyelids fluttered. He was so cute, and from that groan it seemed as though he must be gay, or at least bisexual. This perked Maxxie’s interests in him. “You see, I sorta don’t remember where I’m supposed to be,” the other boy said slowly, his voice sounding a bit sensuous but all together very adorable.
Maxxie felt himself turned on, but tried to keep pace with the conversation. “What do you mean? You’re really lost here aren’t you? Got yourself into a bit of a spot?” Maxxie led out a deep laugh. “Why not call your folks on your mobile?”
Ethan tilted his head and stared at Maxxie for a second. He’s so fucking cute… Maxxie bit back the urge to moan, and the boy’s eyes look at Maxxie’s white teeth digging into his bottom lip. Ethan’s face reddened and his heart beat quickened. “What? Oh yes, by that you mean cell phone.” Ethan suddenly shook himself out of his reverie. He had imagined them together doing dirty, dirty things. Ethan reached into his pocket, wishing he could move his hand over a bit and just fap because he was getting hard… more so he wanted to do this irresistibly sexy stranger.