My lips felt the soft lips of Stans. They pressed slightly against mine. We were in sync kissing each other thoughtfully. Stan arms were wrapped around me tight and secure. One of my hands was on his cheek. It helped me guide into deeper kisses. Stan arms went to my front and he slowly undid every button on my shirt. Stan leaned in again and kissed me lightly and then a little deeper. I felt his tongue lick my lips playfully. Stan moved from kissing my lips to kissing my chin. He then moved to kissing my neck softly and then down my now reveled chest. I watched as the black hair boy move slowly down my body. He got down to the jeans. He shot me a warm glance before undoing them. Stan slowly pulled out my dick. He rubbed it softly. His finger danced along it. He lowered his head and gave the tip a kiss. Then a small lick. I leaned back my head and allowed Stan to do what he wants to me.
Suddenly I felt a burst feeling in my face. My mind didnt register what it was until my eyes slowly opened. I was in my room on my bean bag. On my face was one of my wrinkled shirts. I am guessing it was on the ground. I pulled it off. I opened my eyes more to really understand what was happening. Leaning on my bed with an annoyed look on his face was Craig.
"Craig?" I asked sitting up.
"Yeah, Craig." Craig huffed.
I rubbed my eyes. "Whats going on?"
"Where is your phone? I called you and texted you. You never anwsered." Craig shot back.
"Oh." I reached down to my pockets. "They must be in my other jeans." I mumbled. When I took my bath I must not have taken my phone out, and instead left them in the jeans that where now in the bathroom. My hand shifted on my pants until I realised there was a surprise. I had a very large hard on.
Craig looked over at me. "Did you have a nice dream?"
"What?" I said tiredly.
"After detention, I went home got dressed, and came over. You hadnt anwsered any of my text and you wouldnt anwser the door. So I used the spare key to get in. I found you asleep up here. I was going to wake you up, but you seemed to be enjoying your dream with Stan more." Craig said flatly. "You said his name in your sleep."
I stared at him surprised. The dream came back to me. I knew Craig was mad but I couldnt help but smile. Then a laugh came out of me. Craig glared at me. I smiled and tried to stifle my laughter.
"Sorry, I guess I have a thing for guys with black hair." I smiled standing up. I walked over to Craig.
Craig seemed pissed but he eased.
"You got me. I am running off with Stan." I let out another laugh. Craig let a small smile slip. We were both guys so we both knew that sometimes are eyes wonder. It's not a big deal. As long as we dont pursue it. I figured Craig was just mad about the shock. We both knew Stan was straight too. Plus Craig wasnt one to worry about such a little thing.
Craig stood up and pulled me into a hug. I tensed a bit. Craig looked at me. He grabbed my face and pulled me into a hard kiss. After we kissed a bit I pulled away. Craig stared at me for a bit before saying, "You hungry?"
"Yeah, I could eat." I said messing with my hair.
"Do you want to take care of that first?" Craig point at my pants.
I laughed. "No, it's fine. It's already going down."
Craig eyes narrowed. He turned around and began walking out of my bedroom door. "You coming?"
"Yeah, let me just grab my phone."
I ran to my bathroom and picked up my jeans that where on the floor. I pulled out of the pocket my phone. I checked and saw all of the miss messages from Craig. I scrolled through them really fast as I walked out the bathroom and down to living room where Craig was waiting.
"Ready?" Craig asked.
I was abut to put my phone away when I caught a text from Kyle. I read it over and over again.
"Tweek?" Craig asked looking at me.
"Uh... Yeah I am ready." I said putting my phone away and looking up. Craig studied me for a second before turning and walking out the door I took a heavy breath before thinking, "Should I tell Craig?"
