Jack had Alex in front of him, he was lubing his hand up, getting ready to penetrate Alex for the first time in about four months. Alex was on edge, but not that kind of on edge, he was anxious, scared. He hadn't even thought of coming over to Zack's and having sex. I mean they were on Zack's bed, he didn't use condoms, Alex didn't even want to imagine what was on these sheets. Jack inserted a finger into Alex and moved it around a bit. Alex jumped a little in fear, but then told Jack to keep going.

Jack obyed and slipped another finger into Alex and started scissoring him. Alex couldn't help but let out a moan, but he still couldn't stop thinking about what he was laying on. He didn't know who's or what was on these sheets, either way. No matter how horny he was he couldn't take it.

"Jack, I can't do this. Haven't you thought about what's on these sheets, like seriously or like who's on the sheets. I can't do this."

"Alex Gaskarth. We have done it in a cemetary on top of your car. You were naked, on top of your CAR! I don't know how much more gross you can get." Jack said pulling his fingers out, Alex had obviously ruined the moment. " I mean we've went to fucking New York and we had sex in the Hudson river. Do you know how much shit, literal shit is in that river!? You are worried about Zack or Rian's dry cum on the sheets. Dammit Alex, you're a fucking pussy."

Alex got up slipped his pants back on, and pulled his shirt back over his head.

"Jack. You know what, all those times, we were both caught up in the moment. I wanted you so bad. I thought that maybe would happen now, but no. I couldn't I couldn't stop thinking about it. I love you, I want to have sex, but I can't here. Have fun smoking pot. I'm going home and drinking myself to death. Thanks Jack. Cya later."

"Alex what about..."

"I'll walk Jack."