I am so so so so so so so so so so sorry for not updating. School, death in the family and a bitch of a writer's block got in the way. However now schools out I can write a lot more. (Ye-ahhh). Just as a note I changed the last line of chapter 2 and I hope you enjoy Chapter 3. P.S. Thanks for the reviews, they make me happy!

(Character's thoughts in italics)

Erik's POV

I laid back in Chuck's bed, very confused. He kissed me! I could still feel where his soft lips brushed my forehead. For some reason I couldn't swipe the dumb smile off my face. Chuck had this way about him; he could make me forget anything that was bothering me.

I spent the next hour or so retracing the spot with my fingertips until a thought flickered through my mind which made me stop. I shouldn't have called Chuck! I know I've had a crush on Chuck for a while now but this whole knight-in-shinnying-armour routine was not helping. I sighed into the pillow, inhaling a scent which was purely Chuck. My crush on him was becoming borderline obsessive.

Why would a guy like Chuck Bass, a womanizing man whore, ever be interested in a scrawny little gay boy like me? I knew he would never, could never like me like that. I was and forever will be a little brother to him. There was no way…no way….

Glancing over at the clock, I sighed. 12:49 Soon enough I closed my eyes and fell into a restless sleep.

Chuck crawled up to straddle my waist, grinding down playfully. My moan was muffled by his lips. He quickly nipped my lower lip before kissing down my jaw and to my neck. Suddenly I gasped as Chuck took my sensitive, pink nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. I writhed under him. "Oh Chuck."

He looked up with a smirk, "Yes?"

"Fuck me," I breathed out.

Chuck sniggered. "Someone's eager." His hands wondered down to pull off my underwear. He brought his head and licked the tip of my raging hand-on. I fisted the sheet, bucking my hips forward. Meeting my eyes, Chuck slowly took my member into his warm, wet mouth. I let out a strangled scream as he started bobbing his head up and down, building a hasty rhythm. "Ahhh…Chuck-I'm g-gonna-"

I woke up with a start, breathing heavy and slick with sweat. It was only a dream! Urgg

I sighed and looked down; my, which were actually Chuck's, baggy pajamas were tented. I sat up, or at least tried to sit up. A blinding pain shot up my spine and I fell back with a whimper. At least I won't have to worry about my erection anymore. Slowly, I tried again. Groaning at the pain but I managed to get into a sitting position. I walked to the dresser, taking small baby steps, to grab my stuff. All of my clothes, apart from my coat, were gone but my bag was still there. As quickly and carefully as I could I took my stuff and made my way to the door. I didn't know what I was doing but I knew I had to get out of Chuck's place.

I nearly made it to the exit without doubling over in pain when I heard a soft sigh. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. Slowly I turned to see Chuck, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Seconds ticked by and I realized he was not awake or at least he didn't see me and fell back to sleep.

With one final look at Chuck I slipped out the door and ran, not stopping until I landed on my own bed in the safety and comfort of my room.

Sorry it's kinda short again but next ones should be longer. Also I scraped my original ideas of what should happen in this story and am rewriting it because, well, I thought of something else I like better. If you have any thoughts, ideas, comments, or criticisms please review. And one final thing I will really really really try to update faster.