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A sudden sharp pain woke Squall up in middle of the night. He groaned, rubbing his stomach. Must be that chicken thing I had for dinner... Squall sat up in the bed, glancing around. He looked over at the digital clock to his right. 2:30 a.m. Squall let out a deep sigh. He rubbed his eyes, wishing his stomachache to vanish soon as possible. Something suddenly moved underneath the covers, brushing against Squall's inner thigh. For the first time since he had awaken, Squall became more aware of his surroundings. There was something...resting on his thigh. A heavy and warm...something.
Squall was fully awake by now, curious. He also noticed there was something else resting on his stomach. Squall pulled up the sheets and looked under. He barely made out the image of a sleeping Zell...cuddling him! The sleeping beauty was holding Squall by his stomach and right thigh, his head on Squall's stomach. Zell's legs were tangled with Squall's legs, one leg over another.
Oh crap. This can't be happening. Squall groaned inwards, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Zell moved again and his warm foot slid under Squall's bare foot. Oh! That feels...nice. I think I shall rub my foot against his for a bit... Squall carefully moved his foot, making it seems like it was a random movement. The softness of Zell's foot's underside against the top part of Squall's foot was...a wonderful feeling. The brunette enjoyed it so much that the blood rushed from his brain to his groin. Squall grimaced, stopping his "foot rub." No, no... Not now, not here! But it was here and it was now. Squall was painfully aroused and his cotton sleep pants did little to hold back his arousal. Not only that, Zell's hand was dangerously close to the increasingly hardening flesh.
Squall's eyes rolled upwards to the sky, beginning to sweat. Oh, hell! Please, please, please, don't let it happen... But it did indeed happen. Zell once again moved in his sleep and his hand brushed across Squall's inner thigh. This time, every nerve's ending in Squall's body was extremely sensitive to any touch. The brush of Zell's hand against Squall's inner thigh sent a magnificent feeling throughout his body. Squall's arousal strained even harder, wanting a release. Oh, I so need to use the bathroom now! But I don't wanna get out of the bed...not while Zell's still holding me... So Squall stayed in the bed...
Zell's hand again moved and this time, it landed smack on Squall's groin. The feeling of Zell's hand touching Squall's dick by accident was nearly too much for Squall. But he was able to hold back; he took a deep breath after another. Oh hell, oh hell, oh hell, oh hell, oh hell... Okay, Squall, calm down. Think about anything else--Zell's hand on his dick... Anything but that! Okay... Squall inhaled in deeply and slowly let out a breath through his teeth, making a soft hissing noise. Okay, let's recap. Zell is cuddling me. His hand is on my stomach and his other hand is on my dick. Feels good...oh yeah! Er, anyway, if both of his hands are there...then what's that resting on my leg? It's long and hard... OH my! Squall's eyes widened, a sharp intake of air through his nose.He then suddenly...chuckled. Ha, ha, ha... This is just too funny. I mean, the things I thought would happen did happen. Like in my dream, Zell and I were sharing a bed like this and he was cuddling me. And look-it's reality now! Boy, a lot of coincidences have happened lately between Zell and me...
Zell suddenly sat up, a reflex from his dream. Squall's eyelids snapped close, not wanting Zell to see him awake even though it is pretty dark in the room. Zell shook his head, his blonde hair whipping around. He glanced around through his heavy-lidded eyes. He looked down and then he moved over to his side of the bed and went back to sleep. Squall was disappointed. Majorly disappointed.
Squall sighed deeply and tried to sleep. A short while later, he felt the bed shake. He opened his eyes to see Zell rolling back to his side of the bed. Yes! Squall smiled, a warm and fuzzy feeling bubbling up in his stomach. He felt Zell's hands landing on his body. Squall had enjoyed having them on him before that it was like wearing a comfortable sweater now to have Zell's hands on him again. I wonder if I can... Squall "accidentally" moved one of his hands underneath the sheets, "falling" against Zell's hair. Boy, his hair's so soft... Squall's eyelids and his body felt so heavy that he let himself relax. Within minutes, Squall was snoring lightly.
To be continued... What did you think of this so far?