Adonis smirked at his lover, letting College take the lead and he stayed silent, merely slipping a hand into the boy's back pocket, squeezing lightly and that touch combined with the touch below Matt's stomach had the boy moaning lightly, eyelids fluttering closed for a moment. "Marc's- Marc's vault?" He tried to concentrate enough to think, which was difficult because he'd just snorted two lines, was rock hard and they were both just so hot, especially the blond that was now nibbling at the flesh of his neck.
"I- which one? There's five on this floor alone, small ones. And one-" The blond squeezed a bit tighter and Matt whimpered slightly, desperate to be touched more, debauched, to be a good little boy like his step-brother had taught him. "One upstairs but only Marc and Hazel know that combo and the upstairs is locked anyway. And there's one-" The blond shifted his fingers out of his pocket to run his fingers encouragingly down the denim-covered crack of Matt's ass and the boy's hips jerked up toward the dark one's hand with another groan. "One downstairs. But only Marc knows that combo, you're not going to be able to crack it."
And, of course, Matt shouldn't even be telling them all this but he was horny and they were hot.