Scream - .:5:.

"What do you want to do now Jimmy?" Matt asked as he came into the livingroom with two cokes. Jimmy sat at the couch with his feet kicked up on the table. Matt handed him the bottle and sat down next to him with a sigh.

"I bet I could kick your ass at Call of Duty?" Jimmy smirked, noticing the x-box sitting by the large television in the front of the room. Matt was a huge gamer, and CoD happened to be his favorite game.

"Oh fuck no. I kick ass at that game, dude."

Jimmy got up and went to turn the x-box on. Watching Jimmy's slender but firm hips, Matt licked his lips. "What do I get if I win?" Matt blurted out all of a sudden. The tallest's hips swayed as he popped the CD in.

"I will let you remove my clothing." The blue-eyed beauty replied, not even looking at Matt.

"Seriously? What makes you think I want that?" He teased.

"Because you were just staring at my ass, bro."

Matt blushed crimson and hid his face in his hands. Jimmy walked back over with a chuckle, sitting down and giving Matt a controller. "Don't be embarrassed, you can stare all you want."

"I'll make sure that I do that." They started the game and Matt immediately started to beat Jimmy, and by the end of the thirty seven levels that they had played, Jimmy was laying on the floor laughing hysterically while Matt shot Jimmy's player in the head.

"I can't believe you beat me, fucker!" Matt screamed, pouting.

"I told you, I kick ass at this game." Jimmy smirked. "Now I win, you see. So you have to do what I tell you." Matt blinked at him, suddenly worried.

"I want you to..."