CLIMAX
“Everyone’s here,” Liam said stretching. Idris found the room they were in quite boring. It was drab and gray, made of stone and cold tiles. Liam was anything but boring. Liam’s blonde hair had grown too long curls and his biceps had grown. They flexed and ever muscle was displayed. His abs were covered with a trimmed layer of blonde hair. Liam was looking over Idris’s body. Idris was thin and tall with the builder of a runner. The two were intertwined in bed, curled up in one another’s arms. Idris leaned into the tight muscles of his boyfriend. “We should get up,” Idris said drily. They had a party to go too though Idris was never big on them. “All of my friends and your friends who hate Damian are here,” Liam retorted. Damian, his biggest rival was away for the weekend allowing for a rare party without the two of them glaring at one another. Idris got up, knowing the party was important to Liam. Idris dressed in his favorite golden robe, wearing his shimmering bracelets. Lia...