Luke and Max entered the house and didn't hear a thing. They breifly looked around and called for Ethan and Mark, but no one answered. Luke thought they might be upstairs, so the two of them walked up to the second story and had a look. They opened Ethan's door just a crack and saw Mark laying ontop of Ethan as both snored softly.
"Guess they were tied." Mark shrugged.
"Ya..." Luke sighed and shut the door. "I am too."
"Ok, let's go take a nap, you need to rest." Max strolled off down the hall to Luke's room.
"Max, you don't have to come with me..." Luke stopped them infront of his door.
"I know. But I want to. That's what friends are for." Max turned a light shade of red as he thought of an excuse. "Besides, you... may need to get up or something, so you'll need me there."
Luke smiled, he knew what Max was up to, and that no matter what, he wouldn't be able to change Max's mind. They stood beside Luke's bed, Max was trying to sit down, but Luke was still trying to stand. Max twisted to Luke with a confused look. "Max... Um..." Luke took a deep breathe, "I hope you don't mind... but can we take these off? I can only fall asleep in my boxers..."
Max laughed and nodded, he leaned his upper half in front of Luke's as he undid their belt and dropped their pants. Max sat them down as Luke kicked off the pants. Max leaned back beside Luke and put his arm back around him. Luke tried to take his shirt off, but his arms hurt when he tried to bend them that way.
Mark saw this and sighed, "Lets see how bad it is..." Max put his hands under the front of Luke's shirt and slowly slipped it off while running his hand's over Luke's chest. Luke winced in pain once or twice, but he realized Max was right, Luke did need his help, and he was glad Max was there to give it.
"Geeze... look at you..." Max gazed at Luke's chest and abs which had small spot like bruises, he had started tracing them with his fingers without even realizing it. Max had stopped tracing, and was now running his hands over Luke. "Those assholes... If only I had gotten there sooner... They wouldn't have done this to you..."
Luke had closed his eyes and was enjoying Max's touch. Luke's eyes shot open when he realized he was started to get excited like before with Scott. He looked at Max to see if he had noticed, but he was still gazing at Luke's body. "Max... Max... Max!" Max snapped out of it and pulled his arms away.
"Sorry... I... I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It didn't hurt... it tickled" Luke smiled, and started taking Max's shirt off, "Here, let me help you." They sat for a moment, pressed together with their arms around each other and their eyes locked. Luke nodded, "Come on Max... let's try to get some rest..."