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The Chipmunks aren’t mine, but I do own Austin.\n\nFor a moment, Austin Keith felt as if he was watching his life unfold on the big screen of a movie theatre. The events before him were so foreign, so completely unexpected, that he was amazed he’d been able to react at all. He was trapped; the compartment small and intended only as a place of storage. A wooden door was the only opening, locked as part of a cruel party game. How on Earth was this supposed to be ‘seven minutes in heaven’?\n\nIt started earlier that day, ten minutes removed from varsity soccer practice. Austin, the starting goalie, was alone in the locker room with Alvin Seville, the team’s star. One of the most popular boys in school, he often showered after practice and then waited until everyone had left to step out. As luck would have it, he seemed to be copying his shy, orange-clad teammate.\n\nSpending so much private time together had forged an unlikely but strong friendship between the two. Being from opposite ends of the social spectrum, they had little in common besides a love of sports. Their common species was merely a fluke; the result of an accident in Simon’s lab. He was Alvin’s eldest- though still younger- brother, and Austin’s crush-turned-boyfriend.\n\n“So, I’m throwing a party tonight since Dave’s out of town.” The orange-clad chipmunk groaned and turned away as his always talkative friend combed his long, wavy hair. He hated parties and dances; that much Alvin should have known by now!\n\n“And I care why?” Alvin ceased his actions and gave a devilish smirk.\n\n“Simon will be there…” Austin bit his lip; what an easy target he’d become. Silence fell over the pair as they finished their routines; Alvin knew the damage was done. Heading out to their cars, a red Camaro ZR1 and an aging, silver, Toyota Camry Solara, the two met gazes once again.\n\n“Alright, I-I… I’ll come...” Austin blushed as his friend gave a knowing grin, and, strangely, it may have been for more reasons than one. His emotions were complicated nowadays, and harder than ever to understand. Without a word, Alvin eased himself into the seat of his Camaro and closed the door. The younger teen followed suit; starting his embarrassingly smaller engine. As he shifted into drive, the red-clad chipmunk turned and gave a wink before driving off.\n\nFor a moment, Austin was mesmerized; his mind struggling to comprehend the full meaning of his friend’s expression. Normally, it carried an air of mischievousness, but this… somehow it was different. A small voice, deep in the confines of his mind, knew what it meant. The rest of him was too afraid to admit it.\n\nThe party started at seven o’clock sharp, and the street outside the Seville home was full minutes later. Austin squeezed between an obnoxiously large truck and an old Firebird; clearly the place was full of jocks. Heading up the front path, he started to knock but was cut off by Alvin opening the door. Smiling warmly, he let his friend inside and motioned to the back corner of the living room.\n\n“Si’s hanging out in the back,” he whispered, “You know… away from everyone.” Austin blushed and made his way towards the blue-clad chipmunk, who perked up significantly as he came into sight. Just as they met, however, Alvin silenced the throng of cheerleaders and football players.\n\n“Alright, one of the girls has suggested we play ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’!” he announced. Two groans were heard from the corner of the room. Even Alvin was unprepared, however, when one of the linebackers spoke up.\n\n“Since you faggots are so excited, how about you go first?” He laughed as two of his teammates carried the struggling couple towards the hall closet. Panicking, Alvin darted in front of the door and impeded their progress.\n\n“Wait, stop! Leave them out of this!” he begged. Laughter echoed throughout the room.\n\n“If you’re so attached, how about you join ‘em?” The linebacker from earlier hoisted the 4-foot teen off the ground, opened the door, and tossed him inside. Austin and Simon followed almost immediately, leaving the three teens in a furry heap. The door was closed swiftly, trapping them inside the small enclosure. They barely managed to untangle themselves in the confined space.\n\nNow they sat, staring at each other with looks of worry, anger and embarrassment. Simon stood, jiggled the knob, and then gasped in realization. He flopped down with a muted thud, his eyes darting to those of his brother. The red-clad teen was completely baffled.\n\n“Alvin, why is this closet empty?” The question was spoken in a matter-of-fact tone, as if the red-clad boy should have known. For a moment, his expression was blank, but then the answer hit him like a freight train. He exhaled sadly.\n\n“The knob malfunctions when locked…” Austin’s eyes widened, matching his expression of shock.\n\n“We’re going to be in here more than seven minutes, aren’t we?” Simon gave a dejected nod.\n\n“I’m sorry, guys…” Austin looked questioningly at his red-clad friend.\n\n“For what? This isn’t your fault.” Alvin sighed and let his gaze fall; not a good sign.\n\n“I sort of… planned for this to happen. Two-thirds of it, anyway…” Simon raised an eyebrow.\n\n“Well, you clearly hadn’t intended for Austin and I to end up in here, and I doubt you want to make out with…” He trailed off, his eyes sharpening into a glare. “Are you crushing on my boyfriend?”\n\n“Maybe…” Alvin was unusually nervous, his confidence and cockiness absent. Simon wanted nothing more than to sock his brother in the face, but Austin held him back. The orange-clad teen grinned devilishly.\n\n“Look at him, all quiet and nervous…” The blue-clad genius quickly caught on.\n\n“You could almost say… submissive…” He tugged down the zipper of his brother’s letterman, which soon joined two others in a pile. Alvin swallowed hard, seemingly unable to resist. Why, he would never be sure, but… he was starting to enjoy this...\n\nTheodore came downstairs with the express intent of grabbing a soda and darting back to his room. However, as he knelt to grab one of the sugary drinks, his keen ears picked up a strange sound amidst the partygoers. Standing up, he quickly identified it as something bumping against the closet door. He could hear a voice or two behind it, and it was then that he noticed his brothers were missing. Immediately, he bolstered his courage and all 200 pounds of his body.\n\n“ALRIGHT, EVERYONE OUT!”\n\nAlvin could not wrap his mind around what was happening. He was naked, afraid, and somehow enjoying every second of it. His arms were tied behind his back with a pair of jeans, his rock hard member throbbing as it begged for release. Austin and Simon stood before him, leaning against a wall as the former pounded his lover’s tight, virgin ass. Somehow, the shyest of the three had become the most dominant, and now subjected his friend to this most pleasurable torture.\n\nAfter another minute or two, however, the gay lovers climaxed; a small, sticky mess left in their wake. Simon rotated around behind his lover, and let his member stiffen against the teen’s toned backside. Austin blushed as his mate leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek.\n\n“I’ll be gentle… at first...”\n\nThe drive home was a blur, ridiculously fast and entirely incomprehensible. David Seville’s Ford Explorer screeched to a halt in front of his home, and in moments he was out the door. He burst inside like a human battering ram, narrowly avoiding damage to the entryway wall. Only one son was visible, and he quickly hopped off the couch and darted to his father. Dave gasped for air as he was locked into one of Theodore’s signature bearhugs.\n\n“Thank God, you’re here!” The green-clad chipmunk released his father after only a second or two, indicating the closet. “Alvin, Austin and Simon are trapped!” Dave ran a hand through his mildly thinning hair.\n\n“I heard. Can’t even go one city over without another party...” He stopped himself from rambling.\n\n“Are we gonna take the door off again?” Theodore looked up at him with big, innocent eyes; the last holdouts of his childhood physique.\n\n“Yes, Theo. Pay attention; maybe you can set them free next time.”\n\nAlvin had never been hard this long before, let alone without any physical stimuli. His body craved pleasure with such intensity that it almost pained him to resist. Finally, the two lovers finished with each other, taking just a moment to regain their breath. Simon then focused on his brother, who met his carnivorous gaze with a look of quiet anticipation and readiness. The bespectacled genius faltered, not expecting such emotion from the hostage. After a moment, though, he continued.\n\nAlvin’s arms were untied, so he stood meekly on all fours. Austin dropped to his knees, tempting the submissive teen with his hardening cock. Simon pushed in suddenly from behind, prodding the ring of tight, virgin muscle protecting his brother’s rear. Obediently, Alvin lurched forward and took his friend’s member into his mouth. Another push, and his bespectacled brother slid inside of him, stopping as his muscles clenched the younger teen’s large member.\n\n“Who’s a good boy, Alvin? Who’s a good boy?” Simon taunted. The shy, nervous response came in under a second.\n\n“I-I am! I am!”\n\nTheodore braced himself for the load about to fall into his arms. Dave hammered out the three hinge pins, but the door only dropped a millimeter or two. A small thud was heard as part of the knob wedged in the jamb. Dave pinched the bridge of his nose, annoyed.\n\n“This is going to be more difficult than I thought…”\n\nAlvin slumped against the back wall of the closet, completely spent. His partners were quick to join him, and no less exhausted. Austin blushed lightly as his friend leaned against him, resting his eyes. Simon could not help but smile at the sight.\n\nThe sound of light tapping shattered the blissful atmosphere that had befallen the closet. The three, weary boys snapped back to reality, tossing each other their respective clothing. They dressed in under a minute; any evidence to their acts dried and inconspicuous. After an initial mishap, the door was finally pried away, releasing the trio from their confinement.\n\n“Light!” Alvin exclaimed, crawling out of the closet dramatically. Simon rolled his eyes; he and Austin exiting normally. Dave exhaled and ran a hand over his face.\n\n“Alright, that’s one problem solved,” he remarked. Austin raised an eyebrow.\n\n“One problem?” he questioned, “Is there another?” Dave sighed heavily.\n\n“Yeah...” He paused before hesitantly speaking. “Your car is totaled.” A hand flew over Austin’s mouth as he gasped loudly. He couldn’t possibly afford a new vehicle, and without one he’d have to rely on his parents for transportation. Alvin was quick to comfort his crush; an arm pulling him close. His words came out quiet and soft.\n\n“I’ll fix this, I promise.”\n\nAustin lay on a mat in the Seville brothers’ room, clad in only his shirt and underwear. Alvin had convinced him to stay the night, promising to fix his transportation problem in the morning. Now, however, said chipmunk was returning from the bathroom with his brother; an unusual scent in their wake. A single sniff was enough to identify it as baby powder. Austin turned from his spot on the floor, catching the brothers before they could reach their beds.\n\n“A-Are you guys wearing… diapers?” Simon turned as red as his brother’s shirt.\n\n“Yeah. W-We have a bit of a bedwetting problem…” Alvin grinned cheekily.\n\n“Why do you ask? You wanna try one?” Austin blushed profusely.\n\n“M-Maybe…” He turned away, embarrassed, and for a moment was left alone. Then, however, the two brothers appeared before him; Alvin holding a diaper and a bottle of powder. Blushing, Austin slipped out of his briefs, and watched as the padding was taped around his midsection. Plain white in color, the babyish undergarment boasted a snug, comfy fit; the two, large tapes holding it securely in place.\n\n“All done, little guy.” Simon gave his friend’s diaper a pat. Alvin grabbed the blanket he had lent the boy, and pulled it up into place.\n\n“Sweet dreams.”\n\nAustin followed his red-clad friend into the local Ford dealership, his mind racing as it tried to predict the near future. Meanwhile, Alvin grinned as the orange-clad, young man checked his shorts for the umpteenth time that day. The younger boy was becoming so worried about his diaper getting exposed that it was bordering on paranoia.\n\n“Ah, Mr. Seville, right on schedule!” One of the salesmen greeted the elder chipmunk, making it obvious they had met before. “Paperwork’s ready, and the car’s washed and ready to go!”\n\n“Good, we don’t have much time.” While his friend signed paperwork and handled payment, Austin wondered about the make and model of car. Surely it would be something used, he figured, probably a 2007 model or older to cut costs. Hopefully, it would have fewer miles on it than his old car, but he wasn’t going to get his hopes up.\n\nFinally, everything was in order; Alvin and the salesman exiting the office and heading towards the front. Austin followed quietly, resigning himself to his friend’s questionable taste in vehicles. It was then, however, that he noticed that their helper was carrying, not a set of keys, but a single, smooth fob with the Ford logo on it. This indicated push-button ignition, and therefore a much more recent model year than he’d previously expected.\n\nAustin remained in a state of shock for the duration of the short walk. His mind could not wrap itself around what was happening, nor could it further contemplate his new car. Everything was a blur until they stepped outside, flanked by a row of showcars. Several more cars were parked on the pavement below; customer vehicles judging by the various makes and models. The salesman pressed a button on the fob, unlocking a brand new, orange, 2016 Mustang.\n\nAustin said nary a word as he and his friend were given a tour of the car’s numerous features. It seemed as if the list might drag on forever, from the touch screen all the way to the spare tire. When the dealer finally left them alone, Alvin turned to his flabbergasted friend with a wide grin.\n\n“So, you surprised?” he asked. After a moment, Austin regained his composure.\n\n“Of course!” he responded, “I was expecting a used car!” Alvin stifled laughter.\n\n“Alvin Seville doesn’t buy used anything!” he retorted. Austin rolled his eyes.\n\n“Okay, but you didn’t have to splurge,” he pointed out, “I mean, you got a GT Premium with racing stripes, Recaro seats and Shaker surround sound!” Alvin grinned cheekily and turned towards his own luxurious muscle car.\n\n“You’re welcome.” Austin blushed and grabbed his red-clad friend, pulling him into a brief kiss.\n\n“Thank you.” \n\n \n\nNow closer than ever before, Austin, Alvin and Simon met with a minor obstacle that would define their relationship going forward. The trio met up after school that afternoon, heading out into the parking lot together. Just as they arrived at their cars, Alvin cleared his throat.\n\n“Hey, uh… next week is prom, a-and…” Simon rolled his eyes.\n\n“You know Austin and I hate parties.” Alvin nodded, confidence once again deserting him.\n\n“I was just… pointing out that, well, everyone else is going, so…” Austin’s eyes widened as if a lightbulb had appeared above his head.\n\n“Didn’t you say Dave is chaperoning?” Simon’s jaw dropped.\n\n“We’d have the whole house to ourselves!” With great effort, Alvin managed a wily smirk.\n\n“Exactly. So… NCIS marathon?” Simon grinned mischievously, putting his brother to shame.\n\n“Clothing optional?” Austin smiled and pulled the two brothers close.\n\n“Sounds like we’ve got a plan.” The trio shared an excited group hug; this was the start of a fun relationship. \n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"DISCLAIMER: All characters are age 18! The Chipmunks aren’t mine, but I do own Austin.
For a moment, Austin Keith felt as if he was watching his life unfold on the big screen of a movie theatre. The events before him were so foreign, so completely unexpected, that he was amazed he’d been able to react at all. He was trapped; the compartment small and intended only as a place of storage. A wooden door was the only opening, locked as part of a cruel party game. How on Earth was this supposed to be ‘seven minutes in heaven’?
It started earlier that day, ten minutes removed from varsity soccer practice. Austin, the starting goalie, was alone in the locker room with Alvin Seville, the team’s star. One of the most popular boys in school, he often showered after practice and then waited until everyone had left to step out. As luck would have it, he seemed to be copying his shy, orange-clad teammate.
Spending so much private time together had forged an unlikely but strong friendship between the two. Being from opposite ends of the social spectrum, they had little in common besides a love of sports. Their common species was merely a fluke; the result of an accident in Simon’s lab. He was Alvin’s eldest- though still younger- brother, and Austin’s crush-turned-boyfriend.
“So, I’m throwing a party tonight since Dave’s out of town.” The orange-clad chipmunk groaned and turned away as his always talkative friend combed his long, wavy hair. He hated parties and dances; that much Alvin should have known by now!
“And I care why?” Alvin ceased his actions and gave a devilish smirk.
“Simon will be there…” Austin bit his lip; what an easy target he’d become. Silence fell over the pair as they finished their routines; Alvin knew the damage was done. Heading out to their cars, a red Camaro ZR1 and an aging, silver, Toyota Camry Solara, the two met gazes once again.
“Alright, I-I… I’ll come...” Austin blushed as his friend gave a knowing grin, and, strangely, it may have been for more reasons than one. His emotions were complicated nowadays, and harder than ever to understand. Without a word, Alvin eased himself into the seat of his Camaro and closed the door. The younger teen followed suit; starting his embarrassingly smaller engine. As he shifted into drive, the red-clad chipmunk turned and gave a wink before driving off.
For a moment, Austin was mesmerized; his mind struggling to comprehend the full meaning of his friend’s expression. Normally, it carried an air of mischievousness, but this… somehow it was different. A small voice, deep in the confines of his mind, knew what it meant. The rest of him was too afraid to admit it.
The party started at seven o’clock sharp, and the street outside the Seville home was full minutes later. Austin squeezed between an obnoxiously large truck and an old Firebird; clearly the place was full of jocks. Heading up the front path, he started to knock but was cut off by Alvin opening the door. Smiling warmly, he let his friend inside and motioned to the back corner of the living room.
“Si’s hanging out in the back,” he whispered, “You know… away from everyone.” Austin blushed and made his way towards the blue-clad chipmunk, who perked up significantly as he came into sight. Just as they met, however, Alvin silenced the throng of cheerleaders and football players.
“Alright, one of the girls has suggested we play ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’!” he announced. Two groans were heard from the corner of the room. Even Alvin was unprepared, however, when one of the linebackers spoke up.
“Since you faggots are so excited, how about you go first?” He laughed as two of his teammates carried the struggling couple towards the hall closet. Panicking, Alvin darted in front of the door and impeded their progress.
“Wait, stop! Leave them out of this!” he begged. Laughter echoed throughout the room.
“If you’re so attached, how about you join ‘em?” The linebacker from earlier hoisted the 4-foot teen off the ground, opened the door, and tossed him inside. Austin and Simon followed almost immediately, leaving the three teens in a furry heap. The door was closed swiftly, trapping them inside the small enclosure. They barely managed to untangle themselves in the confined space.
Now they sat, staring at each other with looks of worry, anger and embarrassment. Simon stood, jiggled the knob, and then gasped in realization. He flopped down with a muted thud, his eyes darting to those of his brother. The red-clad teen was completely baffled.
“Alvin, why is this closet empty?” The question was spoken in a matter-of-fact tone, as if the red-clad boy should have known. For a moment, his expression was blank, but then the answer hit him like a freight train. He exhaled sadly.
“The knob malfunctions when locked…” Austin’s eyes widened, matching his expression of shock.
“We’re going to be in here more than seven minutes, aren’t we?” Simon gave a dejected nod.
“I’m sorry, guys…” Austin looked questioningly at his red-clad friend.
“For what? This isn’t your fault.” Alvin sighed and let his gaze fall; not a good sign.
“I sort of… planned for this to happen. Two-thirds of it, anyway…” Simon raised an eyebrow.
“Well, you clearly hadn’t intended for Austin and I to end up in here, and I doubt you want to make out with…” He trailed off, his eyes sharpening into a glare. “Are you crushing on my boyfriend?”
“Maybe…” Alvin was unusually nervous, his confidence and cockiness absent. Simon wanted nothing more than to sock his brother in the face, but Austin held him back. The orange-clad teen grinned devilishly.
“Look at him, all quiet and nervous…” The blue-clad genius quickly caught on.
“You could almost say… submissive…” He tugged down the zipper of his brother’s letterman, which soon joined two others in a pile. Alvin swallowed hard, seemingly unable to resist. Why, he would never be sure, but… he was starting to enjoy this...
Theodore came downstairs with the express intent of grabbing a soda and darting back to his room. However, as he knelt to grab one of the sugary drinks, his keen ears picked up a strange sound amidst the partygoers. Standing up, he quickly identified it as something bumping against the closet door. He could hear a voice or two behind it, and it was then that he noticed his brothers were missing. Immediately, he bolstered his courage and all 200 pounds of his body.
“ALRIGHT, EVERYONE OUT!”
Alvin could not wrap his mind around what was happening. He was naked, afraid, and somehow enjoying every second of it. His arms were tied behind his back with a pair of jeans, his rock hard member throbbing as it begged for release. Austin and Simon stood before him, leaning against a wall as the former pounded his lover’s tight, virgin ass. Somehow, the shyest of the three had become the most dominant, and now subjected his friend to this most pleasurable torture.
After another minute or two, however, the gay lovers climaxed; a small, sticky mess left in their wake. Simon rotated around behind his lover, and let his member stiffen against the teen’s toned backside. Austin blushed as his mate leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
“I’ll be gentle… at first...”
The drive home was a blur, ridiculously fast and entirely incomprehensible. David Seville’s Ford Explorer screeched to a halt in front of his home, and in moments he was out the door. He burst inside like a human battering ram, narrowly avoiding damage to the entryway wall. Only one son was visible, and he quickly hopped off the couch and darted to his father. Dave gasped for air as he was locked into one of Theodore’s signature bearhugs.
“Thank God, you’re here!” The green-clad chipmunk released his father after only a second or two, indicating the closet. “Alvin, Austin and Simon are trapped!” Dave ran a hand through his mildly thinning hair.
“I heard. Can’t even go one city over without another party...” He stopped himself from rambling.
“Are we gonna take the door off again?” Theodore looked up at him with big, innocent eyes; the last holdouts of his childhood physique.
“Yes, Theo. Pay attention; maybe you can set them free next time.”
Alvin had never been hard this long before, let alone without any physical stimuli. His body craved pleasure with such intensity that it almost pained him to resist. Finally, the two lovers finished with each other, taking just a moment to regain their breath. Simon then focused on his brother, who met his carnivorous gaze with a look of quiet anticipation and readiness. The bespectacled genius faltered, not expecting such emotion from the hostage. After a moment, though, he continued.
Alvin’s arms were untied, so he stood meekly on all fours. Austin dropped to his knees, tempting the submissive teen with his hardening cock. Simon pushed in suddenly from behind, prodding the ring of tight, virgin muscle protecting his brother’s rear. Obediently, Alvin lurched forward and took his friend’s member into his mouth. Another push, and his bespectacled brother slid inside of him, stopping as his muscles clenched the younger teen’s large member.
“Who’s a good boy, Alvin? Who’s a good boy?” Simon taunted. The shy, nervous response came in under a second.
“I-I am! I am!”
Theodore braced himself for the load about to fall into his arms. Dave hammered out the three hinge pins, but the door only dropped a millimeter or two. A small thud was heard as part of the knob wedged in the jamb. Dave pinched the bridge of his nose, annoyed.
“This is going to be more difficult than I thought…”
Alvin slumped against the back wall of the closet, completely spent. His partners were quick to join him, and no less exhausted. Austin blushed lightly as his friend leaned against him, resting his eyes. Simon could not help but smile at the sight.
The sound of light tapping shattered the blissful atmosphere that had befallen the closet. The three, weary boys snapped back to reality, tossing each other their respective clothing. They dressed in under a minute; any evidence to their acts dried and inconspicuous. After an initial mishap, the door was finally pried away, releasing the trio from their confinement.
“Light!” Alvin exclaimed, crawling out of the closet dramatically. Simon rolled his eyes; he and Austin exiting normally. Dave exhaled and ran a hand over his face.
“Alright, that’s one problem solved,” he remarked. Austin raised an eyebrow.
“One problem?” he questioned, “Is there another?” Dave sighed heavily.
“Yeah...” He paused before hesitantly speaking. “Your car is totaled.” A hand flew over Austin’s mouth as he gasped loudly. He couldn’t possibly afford a new vehicle, and without one he’d have to rely on his parents for transportation. Alvin was quick to comfort his crush; an arm pulling him close. His words came out quiet and soft.
“I’ll fix this, I promise.”
Austin lay on a mat in the Seville brothers’ room, clad in only his shirt and underwear. Alvin had convinced him to stay the night, promising to fix his transportation problem in the morning. Now, however, said chipmunk was returning from the bathroom with his brother; an unusual scent in their wake. A single sniff was enough to identify it as baby powder. Austin turned from his spot on the floor, catching the brothers before they could reach their beds.
“A-Are you guys wearing… diapers?” Simon turned as red as his brother’s shirt.
“Yeah. W-We have a bit of a bedwetting problem…” Alvin grinned cheekily.
“Why do you ask? You wanna try one?” Austin blushed profusely.
“M-Maybe…” He turned away, embarrassed, and for a moment was left alone. Then, however, the two brothers appeared before him; Alvin holding a diaper and a bottle of powder. Blushing, Austin slipped out of his briefs, and watched as the padding was taped around his midsection. Plain white in color, the babyish undergarment boasted a snug, comfy fit; the two, large tapes holding it securely in place.
“All done, little guy.” Simon gave his friend’s diaper a pat. Alvin grabbed the blanket he had lent the boy, and pulled it up into place.
“Sweet dreams.”
Austin followed his red-clad friend into the local Ford dealership, his mind racing as it tried to predict the near future. Meanwhile, Alvin grinned as the orange-clad, young man checked his shorts for the umpteenth time that day. The younger boy was becoming so worried about his diaper getting exposed that it was bordering on paranoia.
“Ah, Mr. Seville, right on schedule!” One of the salesmen greeted the elder chipmunk, making it obvious they had met before. “Paperwork’s ready, and the car’s washed and ready to go!”
“Good, we don’t have much time.” While his friend signed paperwork and handled payment, Austin wondered about the make and model of car. Surely it would be something used, he figured, probably a 2007 model or older to cut costs. Hopefully, it would have fewer miles on it than his old car, but he wasn’t going to get his hopes up.
Finally, everything was in order; Alvin and the salesman exiting the office and heading towards the front. Austin followed quietly, resigning himself to his friend’s questionable taste in vehicles. It was then, however, that he noticed that their helper was carrying, not a set of keys, but a single, smooth fob with the Ford logo on it. This indicated push-button ignition, and therefore a much more recent model year than he’d previously expected.
Austin remained in a state of shock for the duration of the short walk. His mind could not wrap itself around what was happening, nor could it further contemplate his new car. Everything was a blur until they stepped outside, flanked by a row of showcars. Several more cars were parked on the pavement below; customer vehicles judging by the various makes and models. The salesman pressed a button on the fob, unlocking a brand new, orange, 2016 Mustang.
Austin said nary a word as he and his friend were given a tour of the car’s numerous features. It seemed as if the list might drag on forever, from the touch screen all the way to the spare tire. When the dealer finally left them alone, Alvin turned to his flabbergasted friend with a wide grin.
“So, you surprised?” he asked. After a moment, Austin regained his composure.
“Of course!” he responded, “I was expecting a used car!” Alvin stifled laughter.
“Alvin Seville doesn’t buy used anything!” he retorted. Austin rolled his eyes.
“Okay, but you didn’t have to splurge,” he pointed out, “I mean, you got a GT Premium with racing stripes, Recaro seats and Shaker surround sound!” Alvin grinned cheekily and turned towards his own luxurious muscle car.
“You’re welcome.” Austin blushed and grabbed his red-clad friend, pulling him into a brief kiss.
“Thank you.”
Now closer than ever before, Austin, Alvin and Simon met with a minor obstacle that would define their relationship going forward. The trio met up after school that afternoon, heading out into the parking lot together. Just as they arrived at their cars, Alvin cleared his throat.
“Hey, uh… next week is prom, a-and…” Simon rolled his eyes.
“You know Austin and I hate parties.” Alvin nodded, confidence once again deserting him.
“I was just… pointing out that, well, everyone else is going, so…” Austin’s eyes widened as if a lightbulb had appeared above his head.
“Didn’t you say Dave is chaperoning?” Simon’s jaw dropped.
“We’d have the whole house to ourselves!” With great effort, Alvin managed a wily smirk.
“Exactly. So… NCIS marathon?” Simon grinned mischievously, putting his brother to shame.
“Clothing optional?” Austin smiled and pulled the two brothers close.
“Sounds like we’ve got a plan.” The trio shared an excited group hug; this was the start of a fun relationship.
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