yaaay mature-ish content!

And it only gets worse from here (lots of sex scenes to cum ;D)

its still rather tame soo... i didnt bump it up to M yet if u think i should let me know!

Angel's eyes fluttered open in the middle of the night, pleasure wracked every part of his body. He let out a shaky sigh as his brain processed what had just happened. The calming come down immediately turned to shock and embarrassment as he felt a warm sticky liquid in his pajama pants.

"Fuck!" He shot up fully conscious.

He had a wet dream.

He looked out of the corner of his eye luckily Collins was still sound asleep. Carefully he crept out of bed and down the hall. He looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror in disgust.

"Are you fucking serious?" He scolded himself. "I can't believe this," he said beginning to clean the mess.

When he finished he balled up the toilet paper and threw it in the toilet when the door suddenly flee open. He almost jumped out of his skin, standing there was a very dazed and nervous looking Collins.

"Oh, hey," he said a little awkwardly, "I, uh, should habe knocked huh? I thought u were in the kitchen. I'm really sorry."

"Oh, sorry, No but I-I'm all done here so you go ahead."

"Thanks," he moved to let the latino exit.

Collins stepped in and looked at Angel briefly feeling his face heat up. Angel stood there not sure if he should walk away or wait, he let out a nervous laugh. After another moment he finally shut the door and Angel took off running, threw himself on the bed covering his face, burying himself underneath all of the blanket, trying to hide from the embarrassment.

Two minutes later Collins came back in and laid down.

"Ngelcake? Are you in there?" He asked the mound of sheets next to him.

"Nnnnngggg" the pile grumbled in response.

"Am I going to have to cuddle this mountain of fluff all night?"

Finally the pile shifted and Angel appeared.

"Hey there gorgeous? I was wondering when is see you again."

"Thanks,"he curled up to the larger man. "What woke you up?"

"My Angel was missing," he gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

"Seriously," Angel pushed lightly and sat up.

Collins let out a long sigh, "You want to know the truth?"

"Yes."

"Well, what were you doing out of bed?" he changed the subject.

"Come on, just tell me! Did I wake you up?"

"No, I-I" Another sigh. "Ok I'll tell you but you have you promise you won"t laugh ok?"

"Promise."

"I had a wet dream" Collins spat put the words.

Angel stared at him confused not sure if he was making fun of him.

"What?" He asked the older man.

"I know! I feel like I'm 14 again. I'm really sorry Ang I just really like you." He turned bright red.

Angel gave a half hearted smile and turned the same shade "So did I."

"Really?" Collins tried to hold back his laughter.

"You're laughing at me," the latino shrugged away on the verge of a panic attack.

"No, no, I just mean damn baby hahaha you should have just woken me up!"

"Oh," A small smile spread across his face. "Maybe next time." He laid back down and scooted closer.

Impressed with his bravery but drowsy from everything he sighed, "Yes, but no more tonight cause I don't know about you but I'm spent," he stretched and wrapped his arm around him.

"Yea," he nuzzled feeling more relaxed and happy.

I need to talk to Mimi tomorrow... That was the last thought that ran through his head before going to sleep.

Collins was violently ripped from his dreams, he felt like he was being crushed. As his mind focused he realized what was happening, his eyes focused and he saw his happy , way too perky for 7 am Angel sitting on his stomach..

"Good morning!" He chirped.

"Its too early!" Collins grumbled grabbing onto the man's thighs.

"Ok, grumpy! I'll let you sleep. Do you mind if I use your phone?"

"Who are you going to call?" He asked suddenly more awake.

"Just my friend Mimi."

"Mimi?" He said in disgust, "That pill popper?"

"She doesn't 'pop pills,'" Angel got off of his lap.

"she's definitely doing harder stuff than the common stoner."

"Ok, but that's her business and she's been my only friend since I was 6 years old."

"Alright babe, I'm sorry I just don't think she's a good influence." he kissed the Latino's hand.

"She's great once you get to know her. It's just I'm having a hard time with her new friends."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, I wish you could hang out with us I'm too awkward. You would probably make it easier to have fun with them."

"Well, maybe if you were more of 'yourself' and more confident you wouldn't need me around."

A huge smile spread across Angel's face, "But I want you around."

Collins pulled him into a tight hug, "Good! But if you don't like her friends why do you want to cal her?"

Angel suddenly remembered how the whole conversation started. "Right! oh, ok you'll find out tomorrow. It's a surprise."

"I have enough weed, thank you though," Collins teased trying to guess.

"I think i might be gone for the rest of the day though," he said watching Collins face fall a bit. "But I'll call you tonight and I'll come over tomorrow."

"Ok, sounds great,"he kissed him. "Can you at least stay for breakfast?"

"Of course!"

"Alright, you make your phone call I'm gonna shower,"Collins threw the covers and got out of bed.

Angel took a deep breath as he dialed Mimi's number. It rang ten times before she finally picked up.

"What do you want?" Mimi asked half awake.

"It's Angel, I need your help with something."

"Uh-huh," she yawned. "And what would that be?"

"I want to go shopping with you... Right now."

"Ya, um what time is it?"

"It's almost nine."

"Uh-huh, ya that's too damn early for a Saturday. Good night."

"Wait! Mimi, this is really important!"

"What is more important than sleeping off a hangover?"

Angel sighed and clenched his teeth, "Remember when we were playing dress up? I was 8 you were 6 and I wore your Cinderella dress and I said I wanted to dress like that everyday..." he trailed off unsure if he still wanted to do this and make sure Collins wasn't around.

Mimi squealed loudly on the other end, "oooooohhhh, is today the day? Are you saying what I think you're saying? oh Chico! I mean chica!"

"Mimi! keep it down!" Angel begged. He heard someone stir on Mimi's end of the line his stomach sank. "U-Uh Wh-WHo was that?" he asked.

"Just roger, he's so grumpy without his beauty sleep."

"Did he hear anything?" he asked quickly.

"I don't think so, why?"

"I just, just want to keep this between us I really don't want word to get out. I get beat up enough."

"You're paranoid," Angel could almost hear her rolling her eyes.

"I'll be there at 11 ok, just be ready and no roger, please."

"Ok, ok he'll be gone. I can't believe you're doing this! Finally."

"Me either, t-thanks I'll see you in a bit girl," Angel hung up the phone and made his way back toward Collins room to wait.

He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight before him. Collins stood there shuffling through the drawers still soaking wet from the shower, wearing only a towel around his waist. Angel couldn't move or say anything he was too scared and turned on. Every fiber of his being wanted to throw him on the bed and have him make love too him, he also wanted to run and hide embarrassed. his muscles were tense waiting for the moment to run or pounce but instead, he just watched and waited to see Collins next move. Which didn't take long the older man turned around and started blushing.

"Oh, sorry I was just looking for a shirt. I-I forgot to grab one," Collins said nervously.

Angel stood there silently his hands started to shake but he kept a poker face the best he could. Collins kept stumbling over his sentences, he finally stops talking when Angel is within inches of him. He reaches out his hand and placed it on Collins damp chest dragging it down his toned flat stomach tracing the muscles.

"Angel," he whispered placing his finger under the Latino's chin pulling him into a kiss.

Angel wrapped his arm around him deepening the kiss, opening his mouth slightly inviting Collins tongue which was immediately accepted. their tongues danced exploring the warmth of the others mouth. After a moment Collins broke the kiss.

"What's gotten into you this morning?" he teased staring deep into Angel's eyes.

He giggled, "Just trying to be more open and the person I want to be... with you."

"I like it," Collins stroked his lover's cheek gently.

"Good."

They stood there in silence not sure of what to do next. Collins grabbed a shirt once again, "I'm going to get dressed, then I'll start breakfast, okay?"

"Sounds good," Angel ducked his head down blushing. "I'm meeting Mimi at 11 though."

"Well it's only 9," he teased.

"Oh, right..."

Angel sat at the table sketching as Collins cooked, it was a personal favorite of his French Toast. He watched Angel out of the corner of his eye, he was looking back and fourth between him and his sketch book.

"What are you drawing over there?" he asked after a few silent minutes.

"You," Angel stated in a matter of fact voice.

"Oh really?" he cocked an eyebrow. "More dirty sketches?"

"No," Angel blushed and clutched the sketch book close to his chest. "I-I don't know, I just wanted to draw you cooking."

"May I see?" He wrapped his arms around Angel's shoulders.

"NO!" he giggled. "Why don't you focus on the food you're burning instead?"

"Shit!" Collins ran back to the stove and turned it off. "Breakfast is served... well done."

As they ate Collins stared at the sketch book, it was really beat up, the spine of it was ripped reveling the cardboard underneath, pages were loose and falling out of it. It wasn't very usable.

"how old is that?" he motioned to the book.

"Maybe about a month?" Angel kept his eyes on the food in front of him.

"What happened?"

"Football players, you know that. I'm not particularly popular with them."

"Right, I'm really sorry hun. We can get you a new one, if you want?"

"No, I'm ok, this one works fine."

"If you're sure."

They finished breakfast and watched tv for a bit and talked. 10:30 came and Angel sighed "I should go."

Collins gave him a squeeze, "alright."

He got up and began to put on his shoes, "I'll call you tonight and maybe we can hang out tomorrow."

"I'd like that," Collins smiled still laying in the same position, "I'll miss you. Don't get hit on." He winked.

"I won't have you seen me?" he stood up.

Collins walked him to the door and hugged him, "Be careful." he smiled.

Angel stood on his tip toes to give him a kiss, "I will be, I'll call you later."

long ass long chapter... sorry for the wait let me know if this chapter was too much i can bump it up to m