Hairs?
I opened my eyes.
FUCK!
That was no pillow. I was spooning Asher, and his red curls were tickling my face. I froze, terrified of the fact that I was pressed so close to him. Did he know? Could he feel me?
I stayed very still, trying to sense if he was awake. His steady breath made my panic subside. He was sleeping, and I thanked my lucky stars.
I was about to remove my arms, which were latched around Asher, very carefully, when I noticed something that turned the panic back on with a vengeance.
My dick was rock solid and pressed into the crease of Asher’s ass.
Dear God!
Morning wood was trying to ruin my life. I couldn’t let Asher feel my big fat boner wedged between his buttcheeks. Even if Asher was gay, that was weird.
I tried to scooch back, but Asher hummed in his sleep. His body chased mine, and my dick nestled right back into the crack of Asher’s ass.
And it wouldn’t soften.
What’s going on?
My dick was harder than steel. I closed my eyes and tried to tame the beast.
Dude, you’re pressed against your best friend. Deflate. DEFLATE, I SAID!
My fucking dick practically gave me a middle finger and went right back to nuzzling up in my best friend’s butt.
It was bad. So, so bad. I had to pull back before he woke up. I tried to move my hips back first, but then my dick shot out in front of me, the loose shorts doing nothing to contain the wildsnake, and the head was practically impaling Asher’s butt.
Fuck!
That wouldn’t do. I then decided to extract the arm that was underneath Asher’s body. I pulled it out inch by inch, hoping not to wake him, while my cock was still trying to make a new home in his ass.
Once that arm was free, I attempted to remove the next arm, but Asher had it in a deathgrip. I raised my top half and tried to pry my arm out, but Asher wouldn’t let go.
The situation was dire. My cock was still lethal, and Asher was latched onto me.
With a deep breath, I used one hand to hold his arm in place while I pulled the other out.
Freedom!
I scooted away so fast that I almost rolled off the bed and onto the floor. I rose to my feet and cursed my cock, still erect, practically tearing out of my shorts. I reached down and wedged the fucker into the elastic of the shorts. I grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it over my head.
I needed this boner gone! I had to tell my parents the lie I fed Asher about the PCSHL fee before they blew my cover.
Think about Grandma’s curled toes or something! Get this boner down, man!
Grandma’s gnarly toes did it. The beast between my legs finally lay down to rest, and I ran downstairs to talk to my folks.
Chapter 15
Asher
I woke up alone, and I kind of hated that. We must have separated in the night, as I predicted would happen. It didn’t matter, though, because it could never happen again. Theo was my friend. Mybestfriend. Cuddling in bed together was crossing the line, and I needed to keep my feelings under control.
None of this midnight lusting like last night, dude. Get your head together.
