Kris texted furiously on his mothers IPod touch. WHO he was texting was one of his best friends, Mike. Mike was coming over for a little 'sleep over' and he was just trying to find his whereabouts.
The door bell rang loudly which caused his many dogs to bark wildly at whomever dared be on the other side. Well at least he got his answer.
Mike smirked as he got his best friend's text just after he rang the door bell. No doubt asking him where he was and what was taking so long.
Kris puffed his lips to the side as he set the iPod down upon his dressers. "I got it!" He called out so no one else would answer the door but him. Going down his small flight of stairs, with a skip to his step, he opened his front door. "Damn dude what took ya so fuckin' long?"
Kris was greeted with a smirking Mike as he opened the door.
"What? Did ya miss me already?" Mike teased as he entered the house with a small bag with clean clothes in it. He was only staying a night or two but he still liked to have clean clothes, no matter how much of a badass he was.
Kris just rolled his eyes as he shut the door softly. "Yes of course I missed you my sexy gay lover boy." Kris teased as he usually did when he was around his friends.
"And you wonder why your parents think you're gay," Mike said, hiding the fact that he felt his heart skip a beat when he heard Kris say he missed him, even if it was just teasing.
He knew he had been gay for a while, but he had kept it to himself. Not daring to tell his best friend. What would Kris think of him if he knew his best friend had a crush on him?
Kris' eyes cascaded downward. "Yeah..." Mike turned slightly giving Kris a questioning look at the tone he took. Not wanting to confess anything to fast, or out in the opening for that matter, Kris brushed it off. "I'll...tell you later. Lets just head off to my room." With that being said he headed off into the direction of his room with Mike trailing close behind.
Mike mentally kicked himself at not being able to NOT look at Kris' ass as he walked. He quickly looked away as they entered Kris' room, not wanting to be caught looking at the boy's ass in front of him.
Kris immediately upon entering his room collapsed ass first onto his bed. "Wellp welcome back to my love shack." Kris joked as he twirled a lock of his hair between his fingers. "So what DID take ya so long!"
Mike smirked and threw his stuff next to Kris' bed before plopping down next to him.
"Had ta take a shower before I came over," Mike shrugged it off, hiding the real reason he was late. He had to take care of a problem so he didn't get an accidental boner while he was at his best friend's house.
Kris nodded in understanding. He let out a sigh as he flew backwards onto his bed to lay on it fully. "Well took ya long enough dude. I swear I never knew a guy I know who takes such a long ass showers."
Mike turned his head away slightly to hide the small blush adorning his face.
"Uh...yeah...I just took it late..." he lied again.
Kris shrugged but still wondered silently why Mike had looked away. "Well at least you're over here now." A smile graced his lips as he said these words.
Mike smirked back at him, his blush now gone, and got a mischievous glint in his eyes. He jumped on top of Kris and began wrestling around with him, also giving him a 'noogie' every time he got Kris in a headlock.
Kris laughed as he fought back playfully with Mike, but it was no surprise that the taller male had more of the upper hand in his situation. The next thing Kris knew he was once again placed firmly on his back witg his hands pinned firmly at either side of his head. Also thanks to the rough housing his shirt was all ruffled and exposed the pale skin of his stomach. "Haha ok Mike you...-" Kris paused at he look Mike was giving him from above. "Win?"
Mike quickly got off of Kris and went straight to the bathroom, a bright blush on his face. How could he have gotten so fucking turned on by a little wrestling? He nearly fucking kissed his best friend! Not only that, he had a certain issue to deal with now! God dammit! He hated having all of these uncontrollable raging hormones!
Kris cheeks turned a nice shade of scarlet as his mind replayed the scene within his mind. He bit his bottom lip as his pants became a little to tight. Eyes widening he pressed down on it hard trying to wheel it away with pain. Taking a deep breath and taking a chance he exited his room to check on the blond. "Mike...you ok?"
"Just...give me a minute..." he managed to call out through his soft string of curses and mental beat down he was giving himself. It was so difficult for him to not bang his fist on the sink or cry tears of frustration. But no, he was man. Men don't cry, or show weakness. He would just have to sneak in here while Kris was asleep or something...and do something about his 'problem'. Although that could be an issue... He wasn't necessarily vocal about his pleasure, but he did give out the occasional moan and, from what he's heard from himself, the occasional 'fuck...Kris...'. That would be a bitch to have to explain to anyone in the household if they were accidentally woken up either by him or if they needed the bathroom...
Kris frowned in concern for his friend. "Well are you alright at least? I mean you left pretty fast." All he got was a frustrated groan from the other side of the door. He flinched at the sound in fear if pissing off his best friend with his questions. "I'll j-just be in my room if you need me." Backing away from the door he left without another word.
The frustrated groan wasn't even really meant from Kris but Mike guessed it work as it got his best friend, and crush, to stop with the incessant questions. As soon as he willed his 'problem' away and felt it safe, he cautiously went out of Kris' bathroom to head back to his room.
"Sorry...just...got a sudden wave of nausea..." he lied, fairly obviously too, as he tried to explain his sudden bolt for the bathroom.
Kris wanted to question Mike once more at that sad excuse for a lie, but the look in the others eyes told him just to drop it or else their would be nothing but problems between the two boys. "Alright bud, You need anything? You know how my families all meded up." He jested as he sat back down on his bed.
Mike smiled as he returned sitting next to him.
"Nah, I should be good now," Mike shrugged it off, hoping husbanded rang true while he was here.
Kris shrugged himself as he leaned in close to Mike to rest his head against his slim shoulder. "Damn imma tired." He whined as he rubbed his eyes almost cutely. "So what do you feel like talking about, or doing?"
Mike tensed as Kris leaned closer to him to rest his head on his shoulder. When he asked what he wanted to talk about or do, Mike got flashes of images of things he'd like to do and his eyes got wide.
"Uh, maybe...we could just...go to sleep..." Mike suggested, trying to hide the once again growing tightness in his pants, he shifted uncomfortably trying to hide it.
Kris sat up bewildered. "Ya just got here! And plus it's only 6:37 p.m. and you wanna sleep? Come on how about we just talk or something?" Kris basically pleaded, he never went to bed early and no way in hell he was gonna start now! Especially not this friggen early.
"You were the one that said you were tired," Mike denied easily, shifting again to try and keep Kris' attention off the now-becoming-obvious bulge in his pants.
Mike paused in thought, "Okay...we can talk... What were ya gonna tell me at the door? You said you'd tell me later, well, it's later." Mike said, trying to take the attention off of himself.
Kris opened his mouth but closed it just as quickly. He had to look away from Mikes intense gaze, he knew he said he would tell him later, and he did wanna tell Mike, but I guess apart of him hoped he would just forget. "Ummm...well...this is gonna be really hard for me to say, mostly because I haven't even tell my own parents yet." His leg began to shake as they usually would when he was nervous. "I also hope this doesn't affect anything when I tell you that I'm...well..I'm gay..."
Mike's eyes widened and his heart swelled with hope.
"Y-You're...not just fucking with me are you...?" he asked cautiously, shifting uncomfortably for an entire different reason. What if Kris finally caught on and was just trying to out him? He wouldn't be able to take it if that's all he was trying to do...
Kris brow rose and his lip curved. "Dude why would I joke about something as serious as this? Well...you remember Jen right?" Once he received a nod he continued. "I didn't really tell you the whole reason WHY she broke it off with me...she umm...wanted to go all the way. I was nervous as hell and wasn't completely sure I wanted to go through with it, but, she seemed to have decided for me. To say the least no matter what she did I um...didn't get hard, not even once. She tried to ride me but I pushed her off, I thought it was disgusting...I hurried and got dressed and just booked it. All I remember after that was her screaming out her door way about how she never wanted to see me again. And as to how I know imma gay is because...well I have a crush on a guy and...to put it bluntly the guy can easily give me a hard on just by moving his lips." Kris buried his face within his hands, that scarlet blush easily returning to his cheeks.
If Mike didn't have control over himself, he probably would have jumped for joy at Kris' declaration. Then he heard Kris say he had a crush on someone.
"Well...who do you have a crush on...? Do I know him...?" he asked, not looking at Kris' face, sporting a light blush of his own as he hoped it would be him that Kris had a crush on.
Kris kept looking away from Mike in fear he might blurt out something he would regret later, especially since the crush was none other then the boy currently sitting next to himself. Plus their was no way Mike could be gay...could he? Kris wanted to doubt it all those sluts at their school did nothing but throw theirselves at him! And he was a teenage boy for crying out loud! With hormones and willing women, it was hard to believe Mike was gay... "Ummm you don't know him..."
Mike felt his heart fall but he tried to ignore it.
"Oh...well...how do you know? I might know him..." Mike tried to pry it out of him. He wanted to know who it was that Kris liked so much, but at the same time...what if it wasn't himself...? What would he do or feel...?
"Maybe you could describe him if you don't want to say who it is..." Mike suggested, trying to act as if he was just curious.
Kris just shook his head as he harshly pressed his fisted hands against his legs. "N-no imma pretty sure don't know him." Mike still relentlessly questioned him, he really wanted to know his crush but Kris didn't want to lose a best friend over something stupid as trivial as this. "How about we just drop it!" Kris began to mentally curse himself as he felt the stinging sensation of salty tears pricking at the ends of his dark chocolate brown eyes.
Mike was surprised by the sudden outburst from his best friend.
"Okay..." he said softly. "Sorry...I didn't mean to upset you..."
Kris was sent back into reality at Mikes tone and also at the fact that the blonde man was grabbing his bags. "What are you doing." Mike didn't look at him as he answered. "Its just getting...awkward and I've upset you... I think it'd just be best if I go." Kris now let the tears fall as he gripped at Mikes black sleeve before he could even exit his room. "If this is about the whole crush thing then fine i like you alright! It's you!" Kris gasped at his own words that flew out of his mouth without his consent, as he let go of the sleeve he cover his own mouth.
Mike's eyes widened at Kris' words. He didn't dare ask if Kris actually meant it, if the way he was covering his mouth was anything to go by then he was telling the truth.
After about a minute of standing there, not moving, with the only words in his mind being 'Kris likes me... He actually likes me!', Mike finally dropped his bag and pulled Kris' hand from his mouth before crushing their lips together for a deep, fierce kiss.
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Author Notes~
Kristin: HOW UNEXSPECTED! XDDD