"Hey, Parker!" I heard Seth say a little too loudly. I looked around the locker room until I spotted him, stripped down to his underwear, his blonde, muscular body looking as beautiful as always. "I have a present for you." He grabbed the ample bulge in his white briefs, "All you have to do is unwrap it." The locker room exploded with laughter.
Ever since Seth fucked me, our friendship became more open, easy, like we had known each other our entire lives. Neither of us told Max about our having sex, and we kept to the arrangement with him by the strictest of terms, sometimes hooking up after working out or playing video games when Kurt was away doing god knows what with Bobby. The horseplay in the locker room was Seth's crude way of expressing his feelings.
"Can I exchange it for something bigger?" I asked, raising my voice above the laughter, bringing even louder laughter. We approached each other, wearing shit eating grins, and slapped our hands together in a clasp of friendship, patting one another on the shoulders. We didn't move in for a hug because Seth was practically naked, and the locker room was looking on.
"It gets bigger if you're nice to it," he said quietly as he laughed. "Hey, buddy, did Max tell you he wanted to talk to us at lunch?"
"Yeah, at the bleachers. Do you know what's going on? He didn't seem happy."
"I have no idea."
We parted, with Seth stripping out of his underwear and heading for the showers while I hung back a little. Coach made us run five miles, and my thigh muscles were screaming at me. I didn't know how I was going to make it through the rest of the day.
When I arrived at the bleachers, Max and Seth were waiting, with Seth hugging Max from behind. I felt jealousy raise its ugly head, then soothed it down. As close as the three of us had become, there was no denying that Seth and Max shared a stronger bond. I was just an extra dick for Max's ass, and occasionally another ass for Seth to fuck.
"What's up?" I asked Max when I arrived. It was a Friday, Seth's day with Max, and I felt uncomfortable under the circumstances.
"I have bad news," Max started, pulling out of Seth's embrace to lean against a pole supporting the bleachers, "I'm moving."
"You're what?" Seth asked. I could almost hear anger in his voice.
"When?" I asked, feeling helpless.
"This weekend." He let the words float between the three of us before continuing. "My mom got a great job offer in Houston, and she starts immediately. We found an apartment, and we're moving this weekend."
"That sucks," Seth spat. He really was angry. I wasn't sure how I felt. There was a lump in my throat, and I felt like I might throw up.
"We'll help ya'll pack," I interjected, "Won't we, Seth?" Max looked at Seth.
"Yeah, of course," he agreed. I could hear the sadness in his voice. "It's the least we can do."
