Chapter 4: Captured and Slowly Learning

I don't know how long I was asleep for, but when I woke up it was almost pitch black with only a little fish shaped nightlight in the corner.

Groaning, I turned on my side towards the wall to get more comfortable like I usually do, when I came face to face with Joey.

I jumped away, squeaking in surprise as I just stared at Joey's sleeping form in shock. 'Why the hell is he in my bed?!' I thought, panicked.

Suddenly, I remembered that he was massaging my back when I must have fallin' asleep. I sighed in relief when I realized he must have just not bothered going to the futon.

"Fuck Joey, you scared me." I muttered out loud, sighing again. Looking at him, he was a bit sprawled out on my bed so it was a good thing my bed is large.

Looking closer, I noticed his clothes were a bit disheveled... and that he was shirtless.

I felt my face heat up, looking at his bare torso. It was a bit hairy, but not overly so. 'I wonder if his chest is as soft as his back...'

Shaking my head hard, I mentally slapped myself for the thought. 'Shane, don't be such an idiot! That's Joey, remember?' My mind told me.

I know my mind is right... Then why...

I jumped as Joey groaned, shifting a little closer to me before going still again, still sleeping. Blushing, I looked at my sleeping friend's face, studying it.

'He's kinda handsome...'

Without thinking, I leaned down and placed a small, but lingering kiss to the corner of his mouth, my breathe hitching slightly.

When I went to pull away, I suddenly found myself under him, being held down by strong arms. I froze, blushing madly from what just happened, when I heard a soft snore coming from him.

"Um... Joey? Joey?!" I whispered loudly, struggling to push him off of me to no avail. "Fuck! Joey!? Wake up!" I tried again, a bit louder, but he continued sleeping on. 'God, how heavy a sleeper are you?!'

With a heavy sigh, I stopped struggling and gave up, just lying there as I tried to think of a way out from under him. It was kinda hard when all you can think about is how Joey's body is pressing into yours...

Gasping from the thoughts running through mind, I tried yet again to get out from under him, knowing it was no use. I was stuck. Well, fuck. "Joey, get the fuck off of me!" I said, louder than before. Joey didn't even flinch.

'God if this keeps up...' I thought in panic, trying to get the perverted thoughts out of the center of my mind so as not to give me a boner.

'I need to think of something else; anything else! Um... my grandma's saggy tits? No, doesn't stick into my head. My mother getting a rim job? Fuck, I can't even imagine that. My brother going gay? Not something significant. Aunt Hilda doing a 3-some? Not surprising and not gross enough. Fuck! Um...'

"sha...ne..." I heard Joey mutter in his sleep, sighing before snuggling into me more as his hold on me tightened slightly. It was almost too quiet for me to here, but I caught it.

My face must be scarlet by now from embarrassment and... well, a bit of flattery. I mean, Joey said my name in his sleep.

Why did my heart flutter?

For some reason, knowing Joey was thinking about me even in his dreams, it made me smile and relax in his hold, bringing my arms up as much as possible from Joey's grasp to hug him back and snuggle into the warmth.

'Sheesh, might as well enjoy it until Joey wakes up. At least he's warm...'

I felt myself doze off again and just before I fell asleep, I felt something soft, damp, and warm touch my cheek.

...Almost like a kiss.

~Sorry that I made this really fluffy, but I kinda thought I needed to bring a bit more cuteness than funny in the story. More funniness in the next chapter, so I hope you don't mind this being fluffy if you came here for the humor. I am personally not a fan of fluff stories, but I enjoy writing them. Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter and the next one will come when it does. Stay awesome, friends.~