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What does gaming do to you?

Stan lay there in bed with his arms folded behind his head, thinking about just random nonsense and waiting for Kyle to join him. He hadn't actually asked Kyle to sleep in his bed, but he thought it was kind of implied.

Stan's little 20watt desk-lamp, sitting on his computer desk next to his bed, was all that illuminated the room. It felt kind of romantic to him, and he didn't know why. He knew he had an erection so hard that he could beat someone unconscious with, but that was normal for him, so he thought nothing more of it.

The sound of Kyle's footsteps could be heard coming down the landing 'Please get into my bed, please get into my bed' Stan preyed.

Kyle peeked around the door, smiled at Stan then walked in wearing nothing but his slippers and a pair of black boxer shorts with Scooby Doo on them. "Hey dude" he chipped

"Hiya sexy" Stan smiled, leaning up on his pillows

Kyle's face turned bright red, he felt like his cheeks were burning off. He smiled and started to walk towards Stan's bed

'Is he going to get in?' crossed Stan's mind.

Kyle lifted the duvet and climbed in

'Yes' Stan's brain answered it's own question, and Stan nearly punched the air

"I hope you don't mind" Kyle said, settling down and cuddling Stan

"Mind what?" Stan gave Kyle a confused look.

"Erm, me…in here...with you…with you in this kinda 'state'" Kyle grinned and put his hand under the sheets and onto Stan's erection.

Stan Jolted out of his skin, he really wasn't expecting Kyle to touch him there, He wasn't complaining, he just wasn't expecting it.

"Oh shit, sorry dude" Kyle pulled his hand away from Stan's crotch quickly. "I over-stepped a line there, didn't I?"

Stan chuckled a little "No, it's fine. It's just…I dunno" Stan sighed "2 Days ago I was nervous about even sleeping in the same room as you, Do you remember how I used to throw up all over everyone I was attracted to? until I got it under control, that is."

Kyle nodded

"Well, It was a similar feeling. My stomach was doing summersaults because I was going to be that far from you" Stan motioned to the camping bed that hadn't actually been slept in yet. "But now I'm in the same bed as you…and your touching my dick" Stan chuckled

"It wasn't easy for me either, you know" Kyle smiled "You do realise that some parts of the Jewish community frown upon gay relationships, don't you?" Kyle Smiled

"Really?" Stan sounded alarmed

"Yeah, most places are accepting, I know our Rabbi is, but some aren't. They try things like group therapy to make you 'better' and stuff, it's fucked up. But anyway, I had to contend with some feelings of my own about you for a long time, Stan. But I knew yesterday, when you said you love me, I felt the same way towards you." Kyle snuggled up against Stan.

Stan reached over Kyle to his desk and switched off the light. He cuddled Kyle gently

Kyle spoke up gently "So…gaming makes you hard eh?" he chuckled.

Stan laughed and pressed his body against Kyle's "No, but you do" Stan whispered into Kyle's ear.

Kyle giggled, turned over, kissed Stan gently and pressed back against him.

Stan's tongue wandered into Kyle's mouth, gently exploring every inch of the inside of Kyle's mouth.

Kyle wrapped his tongue around Stan's, massaging it and caressing it gently. He was somewhat surprised that there was just no taste to Stan's tongue.

Stan pulled Kyle on top of him and held him there while they kissed.

They lay there for a few minutes, kissing and caressing each other before slowly coming away from one-another's faces. Kyle slid back down onto the mattress and rested his head on Stan's chest "when do your parents get back?"

"Any time between 10 and 12 Monday morning, so we still have 1 night to ourselves and I lock my bedroom door usually anyway."

"Ok" Kyle smiled sleepily and kissed Stan's chest.

They held one-another gently and slowly drifted off to sleep.