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A few weeks pasted and it was an off and on relationship between the three boys. Cane would come over every morning and cook breakfast just as the boys began waking up. Sometimes they'd all go out for breakfast or maybe even a lunch. Somehow this all worked, another incident didn't arise until the sixth Saturday sense Cane had become a third wheel of the house. It was a late afternoon and Cane had fallen asleep on the couch a book over his face after trying to read Henry's 'Survival Guide'. Jasper had gone grocery shopping and Henry had decided that he'd take a nap as well but he had fallen asleep before Cane and now he was wide awake and extremely bored. He tried his best to avoid waking Cane but finally curiosity got the best of him and he snuck over to the sleeping male. He carefully took the book of Cane's face and put it on the coffee table as he watched Cane's body relax even more probably from the uncomfortable pressure being removed.

Henry truthfully had to admit no matter how much he disliked it that he found Cane attractive. He was strong and muscular, tall, and even could challenge Henry in a wrestling match. There wasn't much NOT to like about this guy. Henry slowly reached his hand over and traced his fingers along Cane's chest creasing his t-shirt gently. He sighed and his hand traveled further down the line until he reached Cane's hip. He slowly moved the shirt up making sure to watch Cane's face to see if he was waking up. Henry could tell Cane was a heavy sleeper and continued with his endeavor. A few short minutes later and Henry had Cane's shirt pulled up far enough that he could see the curve of his abs and the soft curve of his hips. Cane although strong and very masculine did have a feminine shape at least in this aspect. That's one thing Jasper lacked Henry noted thinking that Jasper was very skinny and proper looking. His hand traveled back down to Cane's stomach admiring the warmth and strength they held. His little adventure exploring Cane's body was probably not smart on his part but he just couldn't resist, he would never have another opportunity to solve his ideas on what this guy was like. He didn't exactly remember how he looked; he had been drunk and so depressed a few weeks ago he hardly noticed anything that was going on around him.

Henry's hand found itself untying the loop that kept Cane's grey sweat pants hanging on his delicate hips. He knew this was wrong especially after all he had put Cane through but he would reprimand himself about it later. Without hesitating more than a moment he slipped his hand under the band feeling the soft fabric of Cane's boxers. He didn't want to travel any lower in case he would wake the boy. His hand found its way out and he shifted to move but the soft moan that escaped Cane's lips made him freeze in place.

That moan had sounded a lot like his name. Maybe he was just imagining things but he could have sworn. He carefully moved his hand back to its original position and moved it lower being careful to touch very lightly. The result was a few small moans from Cane's lips as his head fell to the side, still apparently asleep. Henry was hooked; he wanted to hear more of this. He had to risk being detected just so he could here this curious sound. His hand moved further and he felt the outline of Cane's member and he carefully let his hand fall on it forcing himself not to grip it abruptly. Again a small series of sounds vibrated through Henry's ears and the obvious heat of this was beginning to arouse even him. He was being a pervert, no probably worse than that, Cane was obviously very vulnerable while he was asleep and Henry was taking clear advantage of this aspect. However again he wasn't so sure he cared as his hand moved and past the barrier by also slipping under the band of the boxers feeling the heat that Cane's body was producing. Henry blushed, thinking about how bad he was being. He had no reason to be made at Cane when he was feeling him up in his sleep.

Henry cautiously touched the soft skin of Cane's thigh before moving to the much softer part of his body. A moan again was now the only sound in the room besides Henry's steadily heavy breathing. He just couldn't take it anymore, he could admit to himself he wanted Cane, at least right now he did and he wasn't going to put up with it. Henry moved closer putting one knee between Cane's awkwardly laid legs as he moved his hand along Cane's length feeling it grow hard under his touch. Cane moans were quite frequent now as Henry went to careful work of massaging with as much care as he knew how. But a few moments after Henry had disregarded being discreet and was now running his hand up and down strongly. Then he was startled by the sound of a car pulling in and he removed his hand quickly getting off Cane and stumbling backward and into his room where he peeked out to see just Jasper walk through with a bag full of groceries.

As the door shut Cane jolted awake and he twisted up on the couch seeing jasper with a bag of food. His first train of thought was of course was he having a dream, because he knew that the bugle pressing so uncomfortably on his sweat pants was defiantly real. He couldn't imagine what could have caused it, and it was actually painful as he winced embarrassed to think that Jasper might see it. However he could tell Jasper was quite preoccupied by his bags of food and didn't even recognize Cane was even awake. Cane jumped as Henry's voice reached his ears as the blonde walked out of his room."Hey jasper what you get us to eat?" Cane's eyes followed Henry across the room. He had been here when Jasper was out hadn't he? So did that mean that Henry was the cause of Cane's little problem, or rather steadily growing problem. No that was absurd Henry hated his guts even now so that couldn't possibly it, and why would Henry purposely cause Cane to…well you get the point. Cane sighed and quickly moved off the couch running for the bathroom. Henry watched him go and saw Jasper staring at Cane weirdly obviously wondering what was wrong. It was a good thing neither boy knew what had gone on. Or Henry would have had a lot of explaining to do.

Cane returned almost fifteen minutes later looking both stressed and exhausted. Jasper just set a bowl of ramen noodles on the counter and let Cane sit there eating what was in the bowl. Henry kept his distance and eats on the couch trying not to draw attention to himself. The awkward silence was almost too much for the threesome.

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