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Luke slowly cracked open Miguel's door. He poked his head out the opening and glanced left and right to see if anyone was out in the hall. Luke could hear noises coming from downstairs and he knew he had to hurry before anyone of them comes upstairs. As if it weren't bad enough to be caught in Miguel's room, he was in his underwear and the incriminating evidence along his neckline would tell anyone that they slept together.

Luke took a deep breath and bolted out of Miguel's room. He ran down the hallway pumping his arms. Reaching his goal, he seized the door knob to his room. At first, he worried that he accidentally locked himself out but it was just the nerves making him jimmy the knob. He turned the handle and flung open his door, shutting it loudly behind him upon entry. He leaned his back against the door and sank to the floor letting out his breath along the way down. Luke sat there on the floor trying to clear his head of all thoughts. To try and forget the pleasure he experienced with another man. Luke shook his head and stood up. He decided that the best course of action was just to keep pretending that nothing happened. Luke had to work with the guy, what else could he do? Luke walked over to the dresser and decided to pull out some clothes.

As soon as he was far enough away, the door opened behind him and in walked Max, "You alright Hanes?"

Luke jumped flinging his arms over his crotch, "Dude! Knock first!"

Max laughed and pointed at the blushing Luke, "Look, I only came because you slammed that door pretty loudly. I was worried. Man, you must really love those tighty-whitey's more than you admit. I see you in them all the time these days. Not that you don't fill them out pretty nicely."

No longer bothering to cover himself up anymore, Luke grabbed a pillow off his bed and threw it at him. "Get lost man I'm getting changed!"

Max dodged the pillow and raised his hands, "Alright, I got it, I got it, I'm gone." Max backed away towards the doorway but once he crossed the threshold, he paused for a second then whipped out his phone. He snapped a quick pic of Luke in his underwear once again then bolted down the hall. "Bye!"

Luke growled as he stomped towards the door to slam it once more. He remembered to lock it this time. Placing his face in his palm, he shook his head. As embarrassing as that was it could have been a lot worse. At least Max didn't get close enough to notice all the hickeys along his neck. Luke decided he was going to have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow. Provided of course,that his clothes don't mysteriously disappear again.