Two reviews from one chapter that more than I've even gotten on this story :) btw this chapter is now in the summer. I feel so loved. 3 WARNIG the first scene is a wet dream so if you don't like smut don't read it, I was put up to it by a friend who said I should try it so, you have been warmed, this will be the only one so I'm not raising the rating, but I warned you.
Dave's POV
I was sitting in the dining room sitting on one of the chairs at the table at Bradley's house, but something was different, there was something in the air, something I couldn't pinpoint. Just then a pair of slender familiar arms wrapped around me enclosing me in the warmth of his body.I could feel his hot breath on my ear, followed by a small nip on my earlobe.
"Dave, I know you want me, its plane to see. Here's your opportunity, take me, I want this, I want you," his seductive voice came out as a whisper, sending sparks down my spine.
He lays wet fiery kisses down the side of my neck, as his hands travel downward and his fingers tangle themselves into the hem of my shirt, pulling upward and taking my shirt with them. He was in front of me now his sandy blonde hair fell in his face and his blue eyes filled to the brim with lust, I was hopeless when it came to stopping this sudden outburst. With a rough toss of my head he was furiously attacking my neck again, except this time his lips moved lower down my chest. His teeth grazing my skin as he continued downward. Hands slide down my chest and stop once they have reached my hips, moving to the belt. Clumsy fingers start to unhook the belt and pull it away. He reached up and graved the back of my head and slammed our lips together in a sloppy kiss as if he there was a hunger that couldn't be fed. Without removing his lips from mine his hands found there way to the waist band of my jeans and he easily undid the button and the zipper. I watch with hopeful eyes as he leaves his progress and sits on my hips thrusting himself into me. I can't help the moan that escapes my lips, I lift the pair of us off the chair his legs rapped around my waist and I lay him gently on the couch tarring his shirt off eager to get them away from him. Next to come off from the both of us are our jeans, only leaving only boxers separating our bodies. I could feel his hand falling down my chest and his growing erection pressed against my leg. His hands slip under the waist band of my boxers to explore what lay under them pushing them down, as I do the same for him pushing him further into the couch slipping my hand between his legs hearing the glorious sound of the moan that falls from his lips, things were getting more heated by the second. I reluctantly opened my eyes and left the dream, only to lift my eyes to the ceiling and calm down.
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I find myself laying a wake at some crazy hour again, staring at the ceiling. Its times like this that I wish I had my own room, don't get me wrong I like sharing a room with Bradley, especially on the mornings that he gets up before me and gets changed thinking I'm still asleep. But other times such as tonight, it's not my favorite thing in the world. When I had my own room I was free to about anything… or anyone. It's not exactly a blessing to share a room with the one person that tends to enter your fantasies the most. Spending time together isn't the problem, nothing really happens then, but at night when I let my mind wonder, that's the problem, things that would never happen, happen. And that's why I try not to let anything past PG rating happen. The worst part is that we're friends and we tend to fall asleep on his bed a lot so having those kinds of dreams about him, while he's laying right beside me, isn't an option. I don't see why this has to be like this, can't I just be friends with the person I like, and not have things like they are at the present moment?
From Bradley's bed I hear movement followed closely by a yawn. I look over to see the outline of a person sitting up, "You should go back to sleep."
"Holy shit," Bradley says breathlessly, "don't do that, you scarred the living shit out of me."
"Sorry, I didn't think you would be so jumpy," I say defensively.
"You didn't think I'd be that jumpy, because everyone just randomly wakes up in the middle of the night."
"Go back to sleep Bradley," I say tuning over.
"Fine, goodnight."
"Goodnight."
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By the time I wake up again its 10:30 and Bradley isn't in his bed. I decide that I should go downstairs and make it apparent that I'm awake. I walk down and see Bradley slouched down head in his hands and his knee bouncing uncontrolled. "How are you?" I say cautiously not knowing what had happened.
"My heads throbbing like you wouldn't believe, my stomach hurts like fuck, and I want to crawl in a hole and die. What about you?"
"Much better than that." Bradley laughs, shaking your head.
"You're lucky, I feel like my body will internally combust at any moment."
"Poor Bradley," I say and he glares at me.
"Fuck you," his snaps.
"And he's cranky what do you know?" I turn around to see I'm being given the death glare, "Have you taken anything?"
Bradley's face relaxes, "Yeah I took Tylenol and Gravol, I'm just waiting for them to kick in." Bradley stands up and walks toward the kitchen. This is ridiculous, I thought you shouldn't be looking at his ass. It's hard enough on a regular day not to stare at Bradley's ass, but now it's even worse seeing as he's wearing tight shorts. It's like he's taunting me, now this really isn't fare. "You want to go swimming?" where did that come from?
"Sure, I'll go get changed, you mind getting changed in the bathroom?" I nod, "Okay I'll see you in a sec."
When Bradley come back downstairs, he was wearing his blue plaid trunks and a white t-shirt, what have you gotten yourself into?
After getting changed, we headed to the lake that was only a short walk from our houses. The entrance to the lake was heavily wooded, and to get to the lake you had to walk down a steep as fuck hill, at the bottom of the hill is a small beach like spot that was crowded as usual. I knew there were more places to swim, but I was hoping that there wasn't that many people there so we could swim there and there wouldn't be as much temptation. But that wasn't the case, Bradley kept walking deeper into the woods to get to the spot that we usually go to, we passed two more spots and another beach like spot, and then we arrived at 'our' spot. I ignore the fact that Bradley was shedding his shirt and went straight into the water.
"Hey Bradley," I ask from inside the lake, "Where is Trevor I haven't seen him around very much."
"Well he leaves before you wake up, and comes back when you aren't paying attention, I guess." I hear Bradley get into the lake and he passes me without me noticing and dives into the lake. "This is so, much better than it is in my house," Bradley said putting emphasis on the word 'so'. I nod as nice as it was here, and it was better then the temperature of the house, but I wasn't really paying attention to that.
"What is wrong with you today?" Bradley asks swimming away from my kicking my leg slightly.
"There's nothing wrong with me, my mind is just else where lately," yeah, like fantasizing about you, and watching your ass while you walk away, that's where my mind has been.
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After swimming we went back to Bradley's house and we both got showers. After mine I went into Bradley's room to see him laying on his bed wearing dark blue t-shirt and loose black sweat pants. He lifted his head off his pillow and looked at me he lifted the sweat pants off his hips, for a second I thought he was going to take them off that's an attracted thought, I thought
But instead of taking them off he looked at me and said, "You want to join me?"
Well yeah I would but it's not like I was going to say that, that would be awkward. And anyway, you don't tell your best friend that you like him, and would like to see him naked nor that you have dreamed about having sex with him more than once and those may or may or not have been really pleasurable, "Hello, earth to Dave." I snapped back into reality, "You're looking at me like you're going to jump on me at any moment, and eat me like I'm dinner." Jump on you, Why not? Eat you, uhhhhhh depending on what you mean by that. Eat you like you're dinner? Noooo waay.
"What are you talking about? That's absolutely ridicules, why in god's name would I do that?" I asked shaking the feeling that was bubbling in my lower stomach.
Bradley shakes his head and sits up, "Honestly what is wrong with you, you're starting to worry me. You haven't been yourself lately." He sounded concerned but what was I going to say, I've been out of it because it's like every time I'm with you I feel the need to reach over and kiss you senseless. What was I thinking anyway there was no way that Bradley would even go for me.
I'm getting bored with writing from his point of view, sorry if this chapter is really short, but I can't do it, it's to challenging. Again I'm really sorry but summer isn't a really good time for me to try and update every week, so if it takes two weeks to update instead of one it's because I have a life that day.
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