Brett looks in the mirror and smirks, he wore a simple black button up shirt, and a pair of black denim jeans. His hair was slicked back, a single metal chain hangs from his neck with a ring at the end. His eyes scan over his own body, a large smirk on his lips.

He walks away from the floor length mirror and leaves the room, a large smirk on his lips as his mind fills with Aiden.

He steps outside and instantly spots Witney's car, her white Camaro sitting at the end of his front porch steps. His hand slides over the smooth cold handle before pulling it back and opening the door.

"Hey baby, ready to go?" Witney gives him a smiles.

She wore a red v-neck shirt, her breast showing greatly as if they were sticking out, her long legs showing as the short jean fabric of her shorts rode extra high. He gives a sharp smile before sliding in, quickly gripping into the door as Witney slams on the gas; he could never understand the mentality of her mind while driving, and the reason for such great speed. He closed his eyes briefly at seeing a stop sign up ahead, a small car driving by slowly.

"Shitshitshitshitshit-" he chanted under his breathe, his heart rate rising with each microsecond.

"Woo!" Witney's voice rips through the air, making Brett shudder.

"Slow the fuck down Witney!"

"Aw, why?" Against her own protest, Witney slows the car down just in time as they pull up to the stop sign.

"Because goddamn it, you're going to kill us." He looks over at her like she's a mad woman, just waiting to jump at him.

"Oh pft- so dramatic."

With that her foot slams on the gas once more, jerking the car forward as they fly down the road. Brett says a silent prayer, thinking it'll be the last one.

.........

Brett feels like he's going to puke as he steps out of the car, his hand on the door to steady himself.

"I'm going to go find Hailey and Kaley, bye baby!" She runs over her kisses him on the cheek before turning and running up the steps of the large house.

The Berntsen's house was huge, large windows faced the front yard that had a large garden and a giant fountain in the center. It had vines growing up the sides, large rose bushes lining the ground around the old bricks, and the family crest was carved in the center above the two large doors that stood open. Brett sighs once more before running his fingers through his brunette copper hair, he already wished to be drunk.

"Hey, see you arrived alive." Caleb chuckles as he walks up, Taylor on his side as they both carry a red plastic cup.

"Here," Taylor holds out one of the cups. "Looks like you need a drink."

Brett takes it from his hand, drinking it down in one gulp, the bitter taste drown his taste buds. He let's out a sigh, already feeling the alcohol calm his nerves, he has never been a little weight, but that may change after such a ride.

"Damn, that bad?" Caleb asks, a small look of concern on his face.

"She nearly hit a car on the way here, twice." 

"Shit." Taylor's eyes go wide briefly, making a mental note to never take up a ride with her.

"Yeah."

The trio starts walking up to the house, many people staring as they go by. Caleb had on a simple black t-shirt that hugged his rugby abs well, and a pair of denim grey jeans. Taylor wore a red and black flannel shirt, its buttons undone so you can see the tight white t-shirt he had on underneath, his denim jeans hugging him well. They walk into the house, the loud music engulfs them and draws them in, the smell of booze and over powering perfumes fill the home. The three walk into the kitchen, each getting another drink.

Not long after them, Aiden and his friends walk in, making Brett smirk.

"Hey Flower boy, nice party." Brett leans against the counter, Aiden rolls his eyes and places a hand on his hip.

"And hello to you too Brett." 

The way he said Brett's name makes him shiver, he let's out a low growl as he stands up and struts over to the shorter boy.

"Why don't you and I go dancing?" One of his hands snakes around and rest on his lower back, the other one on his waist ad he pulls him close. 

"Mmm, I don't know," Aiden slides his hands slowly up Brett's chest, before lightly wrapping his arms around his neck. "Are you a good dancer?" 

"Maybe you could teach me." He smirks down, his mind has yet to catch up with the scene that is going on.

The scene shocks the other four in room, well not so much Caleb, but non the less they all stared at the two as they seemed to be in there own world. Aiden smirks up at the taller boy before leaning up, he places his lips close to his ear.

"Maybe some other time." His words take the smirk off of Brett's face, replacing it with a frown.

Aiden pulls back and sends him a wink before walking away, he grabs his friends hands as he leaves the room. Brett groans and grabs a cup, drinking it all in one go.

The party continues, everyone having a good time, well maybe except Brett. He sat on a couch in the corner, sipping on his beer as he watches a very active Aiden. He's dancing next to a tall rugby player, rubbing up against his body. The tall blonde has his hands resting on Aiden's waist, grinding his ass up agaisnt his crotch. Brett clenches his jaw, his anger bubbling over at every move Aiden makes. 

Aiden glances over at Brett, a small smirk on his lips before he turns in the blonde's arms and wrapping his own around their neck. Brett snaps. He stands up and stalks over to them, his fist clenched tightly and in the blink of an eye his fist connects with the blonde's jaw. Loud gasps fill the air as everyone watches the blond fall to the ground.

"Brett-" 

Brett grabs Aiden's wrist, dragging him out of the room as everyone's eyes follow them. Their foot steps could be hear going up the stairs, the pounding sound being drowned out by the loud music. Aiden follows behind him, having stop struggling against his tight grip.

"Brett?" Aiden's small voice calls out, Brett's grip softens at the sound of fear in the smaller's voice. 

Brett walks up to a door, grateful there was no one inside as he opened it. He pulls Aiden in and sits him on the bed.

"What the hell was that?" His finger points in the direction of the living room downstairs.

"I-I-"

"That wasn't you Aiden, so why do that?" Brett watches as Aiden's eyes go wide. "What?"

"You...you called me by my name." 

Brett feels his face burn as a blush rises, realizing he did call him Aiden.

"So what? I call you Aiden all the time." Brett crosses his arms over his chest and looks away, pouting as he hears Aiden giggle.

"No you don't, or do you dream of me and call my name there?" His teasing voice sings out, followed by loud giggles, the alcohol visibly effecting him now.

"Maybe..." Brett mumbles.

"Wha-"

Brett looks back at him, seeing his face is red and his mouth opens and closes, shock on his face.

"R-really?"

"Yeah, so what if I dream of you...." they stare at one another, neither breaking the stare. "Do...do you ever think of me?"

Aiden's eyes open wide before he quickly looks down, his hands gripping the hem of his Beatles band shirt that goes great with his jeans that have rips in the knees. He peeks up at Brett before nodding his head quickly.

"Wait- really?" Brett's arms fall to his side as he stares at the smaller brunette in shock.

"Mhm...you think I wouldn't think about you after that kiss?" Aiden looks up at him now, a small glint in his eyes. "Because of course I would Brett, of course I would think of your body against mine."

Aiden stands up walking over to him, his hands slowly slide up around Brett's neck, his hands tangle in his hair.

"Aiden-" Brett's words come out as a soft sigh, his hands gripping the smaller's waist and pulling him close. "Can I kiss you now?" 

Aiden bites his lip, the soft flesh sticking slightly out from under is pearly teeth, his head nods ever so slowly. Brett stands taller, a small smile on his lips as he reaches up and grabs Aiden's chin softly.

"You'll have to look at me if you want a kiss." Brett chuckles softly, watching Aiden closely as he slowly looks up into this eyes.

Aiden tilts his head up, his eye lids half shut as he stares at the taller brunette. Letting a soft groan out, Brett leans forward and places his lips on Aiden's. Their lips mold together, as if they were meant for each others mouth. Aiden let's out a faint moan that has Brett slidjng his hands to grip his ass, he slides Aiden's thigh up to his waist and Aiden catches on quickly as to what he wants him to do; he jumps up and wraps his legs around Brett's waist, his hands tangle in the soft locks of copper brunette as the kiss deepens. Brett walks them up against the wall, Aiden moans louder than last time as his back hits the wall softly; Brett tightens his grip on the smaller's thighs as he grinds against him, both their jeans have a slight tint in them.

Aiden pulls back for air, resting his head against Brett's as their breathes mingle together between them.

"Would you have done this with him?" Brett whispers, earlier's anger rising slightly.

"Who" Aiden's fingers brush against Brett's nape as he plays with the strands of hair.

"Would you have brought him up here to kiss like we are?" 

"God no, I only was doing that to draw your attention." Aiden smirks.

"My my, little Flower boy isn't so innocent like everyone thinks." Brett chuckles slightly as he leans his head down onto Aiden's neck, his lips start to kiss the soft skin.

"Mmm-I guess so." Aiden moves his head, allowing Brett more access.

Brett smiles, glad Aiden was only doing it to get attention, his attention. Aiden's hands tug lightly on Brett's hair, wanting him to look at him.

"I want more kisses." Aiden pouts.

"Oh really?" Brett chuckles, looking into the smaller boys hazel eyes.

"Mhm~" Aiden bits his lip and leans forward, smiling as he gets close to Brett's lips. "And I want to do more than just kissing too." 

Before Brett can respond, Aiden's lips are already one his, they melt together and hold each other tightly. He knows he shouldn't, he can tell the others drunk, but the way Aiden rubs against Brett's body drives him crazy. The two stumble back and Aiden falls onto the bed, breaking the kiss.

"Damn." Brett smiles as Aiden's legs hang over the edge parted slightly, with his arms laying slightly above his head and his brown locks forming a halo around his head.

"Like the view?" Aiden winks and sits up; his hands slide up the front of Brett's thighs, and his fingers start undoing his buckle.

"Woah, Aidan." His words are ignored as Aiden starts pulling on his zipper, biting his lip slightly as he stares down at Brett's-

"Aiden wait." Brett grabs his hands and makes him look up. "You're drunk, and I won't let the first time we have sex be when you're under the influence."

Brett watches Aiden closely, the smaller boy stares back, a small smile on his lips. He shakes his head slightly, a soft rose rising to his cheeks. 

"I-I don't either...but I want to touch you-" Aiden frees his hand from Brett's, quickly undoing the button.

Brett watches closely, not doing anything in hope that Aiden wouldn't regret this. His hands slide over Aiden's, pulling him up and switches places, pulling back down quickly onto his lap. Aiden blushes as he looks down at the new position the two are in, his hands hold onto Brett's shoulders for support, his finger lightly gripping his shirt. Brett smiles up at the smaller boy and slides his hands down to his crotch, his fingers undoing his zipper. Soon Aiden's clothed covered erection shows, making Aiden blush deeply as a wet spot is deeply visible.

"Already wet for me?" Brett chuckles, his chuckle turns into a laugh as Aiden lightly hits his shoulder.

"S-shut up and touch me already." 

Brett smirks and reaches between them, his hand sliding his own boxers down to reveal his cock. Aiden's eyes widen at the size of the taller boy, his mouth runs dry as his mind fills with thoughts of how it will someday be inside him, hopefully. Brett's fingers pinch the soft fabric of Aiden's briefs, he bites his lip and looks up at Aiden, looking for approval. He nods his head and watches as Brett's fingers slowly pull the fabric down to reveal his, not by much, smaller erection. Aiden tighten his grip on Brett's shirt as he watches his hand reach out between them, he jumps slightly as the tips of Brett's fingers brush over his tip.

"Ah-" Aiden closes his eyes tightly, his breathe catching in his throat at the feeling of Brett's hand on his lower region.

Brett smiles and wraps his hand around him, causing the smaller brunette to gasp and jerk forward. Aiden moans softly into Brett's ear, making the taller one tighten his jaw and slide his hand down the other's shaft. Brett is taken back as Aiden pulls away and forces his lips on his, his hands knitting into Brett's hair as he deepens the kiss upon feeling Brett's hand tighten around him. Brett slowly wraps his hand around both their shafts, forcing the two erections together. Aiden gasps into the kiss, Brett quickly pushes his tongue in, it dances with Aiden's as the two continue to make out. 

Aiden pulls back from the kiss panting and looks down, his my soft hangs open as he watches Brett's hand move up and down around them. He moans loudly and jerks his hips forward, causing more friction between the two, which both loved. 

"Ah, B-Brett." Aiden can't take his eyes off Brett's cock, his hand was itching to touch it.

Brett groans, his head leans back as a breath escapes his swollen lips, his mind buzzing with pleasure. His head snaps forward and his eyes look back down at his lap however as the feeling of Aiden's fingers come in contact with his tip. His moans loudly as Aiden swirls his finger over his tip.

"Aiden-"

"Shh, I want to." Aiden bites his lip and gives Brett a quick smile before looking down and wrapping his hand around the warm flesh.

Brett jerks forward, his moans deep, his throbbing cock unable to take the amount of stimulation it's getting from Aiden's hand. Aiden smiles softly as he glances up to see Brett's eyes closed and mouth hanging open, pleasure sketches across his face. He stares at the taller boy, his dark brunette hair slightly sticking to his head from sweat, his blue orbs hidden under his eyelids, and his jaw dropping smile gone as one of pleasure takes over his lips.

"Shit Aiden, I'm close."

"M-me too!" Aiden looks back down, his hips jerking to the rythm of Brett's hand.

Brett watches as Aiden jerks his hips rapidly before a white liquid coats the outside of his hand. The smaller boy moans loudly, leaning against Brett as he slowly comes down from orgasm. Brett was soon after, his cum runs down Aiden's hand as he leans his head against Aiden, he breathes in Aiden's scent, a soft flowery scent mixed with honey. Ecstasy drains the two boys, they both pull apart and lay on the bed together, Brett wraps his arms around Aiden as he spoons him. That might the two slept peacefully, but however, little did they know some one had seen them, but who?