A/N: Hey guys! Back again with more Zanstan! I seriously have so much love for these guys. :3 Anyway, this is going to be either a two or three shot. It will also feature another couple of mine, Giles and Reina. So also some hetero sex in this one. But not until the next chapter.

Hope you guys enjoy!

Ruined

" I call shotgun!" Tristan announced loudly to the group, racing to the passenger's side of Zander's Chevy Camero. He smiled at his boyfriend over the top of the car, that smile that always made Zander's heart ache and him slightly lightheaded. Tristan's lip ring glinted in the sunlight and he flipped his jet back hair out of his eyes before crossing his arms on top of the car and setting his chin atop them, smirking.

"You can't sit up front," Zander replied, staring back at his boyfriend with an amused expression, which was quite hard to do since every time Tristan looked at him, Zander had to fight to keep himself from blushing uncontrollably.

Tristan frowned. "Aw, why not Zan?" Zander blushed deeply and folded his arms across his maroon button-down clad chest, trying to keep a serious face.

"Because you'll probably do something stupid to distract me while I'm driving and get us all killed."

"I'd rather not di e on the way to my family's cabin thanks." Giles, Zander's best friend, chimed in with his slight British accent, leaning against his girlfriend Reina's car. He swept his sandy brown hair out of his eyes and smiled a bit as Reina stood closer to him and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"But I don't want to sit in the back by myself." Tristan pouted—he looked so damn cute that Zander had to physically restrain himself from leaping over the car and kissing him like there was no tomorrow.

"Aren't you guys adorable," Reina cooed, grinning. "Now get in the car so we can get going. I don't like driving after its dark."

"So this is my parents cabin." Giles stepped out of Reina's Acura TL and gestured towards the cabin in front of them, everyone's eyes following his arm.

It wasn't your typical 'cozy little cabin in the woods.' In fact, it wasn't small at all. It was raised up on stilts, standing almost as high as some of the shorter trees, and had a large balcony/porch. The lighter mahogany brown stood out nicely against the dark wood of the trees and the four teens parked under the cabin, in basically what was a garage.

They piled out of the car, taking their bags with them, and traveled up the enclosed stairs, allowing Giles to unlock the door at the top of them. The stepped into the cabin, standing on top of beautifully stained wooden floors, a large Native American style rug covering most of the floor. The furniture was all made to look like it was carved from real wood(Giles informed them that it actually wasn't), and the lights cast a warm glow about the room.

"Well, I always like to have the fireplace on when I'm here, so I'm going to go ahead and get it started." Giles turned to face his friends. "Bedrooms are down that hallway." He pointed behind them. "Reina, we get the bedroom on the left, Zander and Tristan, you guys can have the one on the right."

Tristan and Zander helped Reina carry Giles' and her own bags to their room, and then they made their way to their own room. They dropped them by the floor as soon as they stepped in and Zander immediately noticed the king sized bed against the wall opposite them. With a grin Tristan stepped behind his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around his waist, perching his head on Zander's shoulder.

"Would you look at that? A nice large bed. Perfect for—"

"Don't say it." Zander cut off his boyfriend, at the same time fighting the blush that wanted to rise to his cheeks.

"Why not? You know you like it." Zander covered his boyfriend's hands with his own and let out a small sigh.

"Because I just don't want you to say it."

"Say what?" Tristan pressed a soft kiss to Zander's neck and moved his lips close to his boyfriend's ear. "Hot passionate sex." Zander blushed and bowed his head.

"I told you not to say it," Zander muttered, his hair hiding his red cheeks. Tristan laughed and held Zander tighter.

"You're so cute. And I said it, so what? Why didn't you want me to say it?"

"Because now I'm hard." Tristan raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Say what?"

"You heard me the first time. Don't make me say it again."

"I have the ability to just say words and get you hard? Maybe I should try this more often."

"Tristan, cut—" Zander gasped when Tristan's hand moved to cup his erection. "Oh god," he moaned softly, leaning back into his boyfriend's body.

"Yeah, you want me," Tristan said quietly, rubbing his boyfriend through his jeans.

"S-stop," Zander stuttered, his legs beginning to weaken.

"Okay." Tristan pulled away completely. The sudden loss of his boyfriend behind him made Zander stumble a bit, and Tristan kissed his cheek quickly before winking and leaving the room.

"Giles! I'm coming to help with the fire."

Zander groaned. His boyfriend was such a tease.

The four teens were situated in the living room, watching Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides as they laid curled up under blankets. Tristan and Zander lay together on the couch, Zander's back pressed to Tristan's chest and Tristan's arms wrapped loosely around his boyfriend's waist. Giles and Reina sat on the floor in front of the couch, Reina's head resting against Giles' chest and his fingers running lightly up and down her spine, making her shiver slightly.

Zander's eyes stayed focused on the movie, which is why he didn't notice at first when his boyfriend's hand moved over his crotch. Zander stiffed, covering Tristan's hand with his own.

"Shhh," Tristan whispered into Zander's ear, beginning to rub him through his jeans. Zander shuddered against his body, letting his hand fall to the side and allowing Tristan to take over. He was quickly getting hard again, having to bit his lip to keep his moans inside. Tristan's hands quietly undid Zander's jeans and slipped under his boxers, beginning to stroke him.

Zander couldn't help it—he let out a soft breath and leaned back into Tristan's body, closing his eyes and thrusting into his boyfriend's hand a bit. Tristan's hand twisted around his shaft, his thumb sliding over his head and spreading the small amount of pre-come that was collecting there. He began to nibble at Zander's ear, his tongue tracing the earlobe.

Tristan was moving faster over Zander now, his hand pumping up and down his shaft. Zander struggled to keep from bucking too hard into his boyfriend's hand as he was desperate for a release. He was so close. Oh so close…

"Hey guys?"

Shit.

"Yeah?" Tristan asked, as calm as could be. His hand slowed over Zander, and Zander made a soft, strangled noise in the back of his throat.

"I think Reina fell asleep on us. I'm going to take her to bed. Do you mind if we finish the movie tomorrow?"

"Not at all," Tristan replied, his hand having stopped all motion now.

"Zander?"

"N-no. That's fine." It was a challenge to keep his voice level, but Zander managed somehow.

"Alright then. I'll carry her to bed. Goodnight you two." Giles carefully scooped his girlfriend up in his arms and carried her to down the hall to their bedroom, and the two boys heard the door shut behind him.

And suddenly, Tristan's hand was moving fast over Zander again, at the same pace he had been before. Zander thrust his hips up to meet Tristan's strokes, bringing him back to the edge.

"I'm s-so close Tristan. G-god, just a little more." Tristan lowered his lips once again to Zander's ear and whispered.

"Come for me Zan." With one final thrust into his boyfriend's hand, Zander came hard. He let out a low cry as his body shook and he released. Tristan continued to stroke him through his orgasm, milking him dry.

Zander slumped against Tristan's body, suddenly exhausted. Tristan pulled his hand from his boyfriend's pants and began to lick the come off of it, grinning.

"Fuck," Zander whined. "You made me ruin my boxers." Tristan let out a laugh and pressed a kiss to the top of his boyfriend's head.

"Well, I guess you better start worrying then, because there's going to be a lot more things getting ruined than that."

Why was his boyfriend so fucking hot?

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