"Hahaha! No way in hell! I’m not doing that!" Mark burst out laughing, "You must be joking!"
"Ya, I have to agree." Ethan nodded, "I'd prefer to be connected with Mark like this, rather than being meshed together like that. At lest like this we have our own arms and legs." Ethan and Mark looked at each other and nodded with smiles.
"Pfft, at lest our dicks aren't that close together anymore, even if they were separated by our cloths." Max growled while Scott looked at Ethan and Mark and chuckled.
Ethan and Mark gave blank stares at each other. Mark turned away from everyone quickly, and Ethan could have sworn he saw Mark start to blush. Ethan was about to say something but he felt their chest grow warmer and their pulse was increasing. He caught the corner of Mark’s eye, and grinned before staring back at Max, “bet you can’t walk!”
Sure enough, Scott and Max couldn’t walk straight. One of them had to move his left leg backwards, while the other had to move his ahead. Trying to keep balance was near impossible. Ethan and Mark would have been on the floor laughing had they not been leaning towards each other.
‘This sucks!” Max blurted out.
“Hahaha, you two make a great pair of conjoined twins! As they say, like father like son!” Mark continued to laugh as Scott and Max started to wrestle with each other and argue over what to do. Mark stopped laughing to catch his breath, when he suddenly felt cold and shivered.
Ethan feeling it too said to Mark, “It’s a bit cold down here, maybe we should go upstairs; I’m sure I have a shirt that will fit over both of us.” Ethan pulled Mark towards the stairs and whispered, “Besides, I think we need to chat in private…” Once again Mark started to blush, and Ethan could feel it through their chest. They continued on their way up the stairs listening to Scott and Max fighting.