Elvis and Elvie

Elvis Velazquez met Ignatius Burnett late one night at a party that he didn't want to go to. He wouldn't have gone except for his best/worst friend Elvie insisted that he did.

Elvis and Elvie had a love/hate relationship; Elvie loved to love Elvis because, well, he was adorable and as cute as a button and they'd known each other since primary school they started together in the same class and some how, because of the similarities of their names - people were always asking them if they were brother and sister, because that was what the names suggested to everyone - they just ended up being friends because of it.

Elvis loved Elvie because of their shared history and because she'd been kind to him, when it was just the two of them. He hated her because she was in love with him and always schemed to break up any potential relationship Elvis looked like he was going to have. In fact, Elvie manoeuvred to keep any prospective love interests for Elvis away.

Ignatius was not a friend of Elvie's, but a friend of a friend who came along to the party unbeknownst to Elvie. Ignatius had spotted Elvis long before Elvie's love interest radar had picked up on him.

Ignatius simply cornered Elvis, as he was leaving the toilet, quite drunk, near the end of the night. Ignatius pulled Elvis into a dark corner and started kissing him, as he slid his hands up Elvis' t-shirt. He wasn't to know that Elvis had highly, sensative nipples. Elvis pulled back a few times and tried to focus on who had pulled him into the dark, he tried to brush Ignatius' hands away, unsucessfully. But from the moment Ignatius' fingers twisted his nipples gently, Elvis kissed back, passionately.

Elvis knew he was baring up with a man for the first time when he felt Ignatius push his hard cock into his hard cock.

"You're cute," said Ignatius. "Come home with me."

"I'm not..." said Elvis, as Ignatius hand slid his hand into Elvis' jeans and grabbed hold of his swollen cock.

"You don't have to be," said Ignatius. "Nice dick," he whispered

Poor Elvie cried all night, as Elvis and Ignatius enjoyed the sun rise, together in Elvis' bed. Elvie said it was because Elvis left without saying good bye to her. But Ignatius reckoned that was rubbish, as he pushed Elvis' legs apart with his knees and chewed his neck.