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    Jimmy rolled his eyes as he sat down on a stool. “Make sure you film Gaz beating the crap out of you both for waking him up.”
    “Yeah!”
    “Will do!”
    Nathan and Tazz disappeared through the staff door and ran upstairs. Tazz unbuckled his baggy shorts and slid them down to his knees along the way, trying not to trip over.
    Behind him, Nathan admired the view. “Nice boxers.”
    “Yeah, yeah,” Tazz waved at him, unconcerned. “You can put it in the wank bank for later, mate.”
    “Why thank you.” Nathan smiled. “I’ll do that.” Who needed dates when his straight friends stripped down to their underwear on a regular basis?
    On the threshold of Gary’s bedroom, Tazz kicked off his shorts, and they crept inside. The rumbling snore from the large man on the bed reverberated off the walls. Gary was shirtless, while the rest of him was under the duvet. Nathan set his camera to film, doing a close up of Gary’s face snoring before Tazz leapt on him, wearing only his boxers and shoes.
    Gary woke up with a surprised grunt as Tazz thrashed around with the duvet, trying to burrow underneath. “No, Gaz! You can’t have me! Stop it, Gaz!”
    “What the…?”

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    Nathan was in stitches and tried to keep the camera still, filming the reaction on Gary’s face as he realized who had invaded his bed.
    “How did you get in here?” Gary threw his body weight onto Tazz, smothering him with the duvet. Nathan could only see Tazz’s tattooed arms and legs wriggling in the air as he tried to get free.
    “I could sell this to a porn site,” Nathan said. “I’ll call it
    ‘a bear and his boy’!”
    “Oh, you as well? Come here!” Gary turned around and lunged at him. Nathan ducked out of the way and was pleased to see Tazz burst out from the duvet to tackle Gary from behind.
    “Run, Nath, run!” Tazz shouted in comic horror. “I’ll slow him down!”
    Nathan trod backwards carefully, still filming. He almost tripped over Tazz’s shorts but managed to stay upright. Like King Kong, Gary was trying to swat Tazz away like a minor annoyance who kept coming back and making jokes about
    “awakening the kracken.”
    Gary finally pushed Tazz away and stood up. Nathan turned off his camera and beat a hasty retreat down the stairs. He sought refuge in the bar, where Jimmy had helped himself to a soda.
    “Has he decked Tazz yet?”
    “He’s too sleepy,” Nathan said with a laugh. “I’m gonna put this online before Gaz crushes my phone with his bare hands.”

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    As Nathan uploaded the cinematic masterpiece, more thuds and shouts were heard from upstairs.
    “What’s that ?” Jimmy glanced at the window. Something dark and strangely shaped like a pair of shorts fluttered from the sky and onto the street.
    “Tazz’s shorts?” Nathan guessed.
    “Huh. Surprised he didn’t throw Tazz out the window as well,” Jimmy commented.
    As Nathan succeeded in his upload while hiding behind the bar, Tazz came jogging through the staff door in just his boxers. The customary, mischievous grin was on his face.
    “Get that video online!” he told Nathan, as he jogged out of the pub to retrieve his shorts from the street.
    “Already done!” Nathan called to him.
    At seeing an almost naked young man in broad daylight, a few passing cars from the main road honked their horns.
    Tazz stood on the steps of the pub, shorts clutched in hand as he did a dramatic bow.
    Jimmy shook his head. “We need to get going,” he tried to say, but Tazz wasn’t paying attention.
    “Nathan, you missed the gig last week,” Tazz said, stepping back into the pub. He pulled his shorts on then walked around the bar to retrieve his T-shirt. “Where were you, bro?”
    “I know, I’m sorry,” Nathan shrugged. “I was attempting to have a love life.”
    Tazz smirked as he sat up on the bar next to Jimmy.
    “Nath, I told you before, five pints