Firefly Eyes

[hardrock69]

Ch 11
The alarm on the bedside table went off at exactly 6:05 in the morning. Like always. Ville’s eyes fluttered open, then closed again as he tried to reach over to hit the snooze button...like always. But Ville found it increasingly difficult to move his arms. They were dead weight. His eyes shot open instantly in a moment of panic, and was immediately greeted with the sweetest picture perfect moment he could think of.

Bam was sleeping. Practically on top of Ville. He had one arm draped around Ville’s torso, holding him tightly, and his leg was draped over Ville’s leg, resting in between his legs dangerously close to his ‘happy area’. Ville bit his lip and raised his eyes to Bam’s face, peacefully motionless. Bam had his head in the crook of Ville’s neck, his warm breath tickling Ville’s skin. Then Ville felt a cold wetness on his skin and looked down to see drool on his chest. Ville scrunched up his nose and groaned. But he soon felt something else. Something he wasn’t sure he was supposed to feel. He felt a slight prodding at his hip...causing Ville to raise an eyebrow. ‘Wonder what he’s dreaming about?’ Ville chuckled to himself. Then there was a knock at the door.

“Wake up!” His momma’s voice floated through the wooden door, causing Bam to stir slightly. Ville took the chance to free his arms and slam the snooze button on the radio. Surprisingly, Bam had slept through it all.

Ville slowly lifted a hand to Bam’s shoulder, to push him off. Bam’s skin was soft and warm under his touch. Ville bit his bottom lip yet again, trying to suppress any movement ‘south of the border’. He gently pushed Bam back, his hand sliding across Bam’s smooth skin, and resting on his chest as Bam moved back to lay on his back.

All Ville could do was stare at the young boys chest, rising and falling with each perfect breath he took. The silence in the room was deafening, making Ville’s heart race as he stared at the young boy, asleep in his bed. With out thinking twice, Ville bent down, his lips hovering just above Bam’s collarbone. He was invaded by Bam’s wonderful scent, causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head as he took in a deep breath. Then he slowly lowered his lips, his eyes on Bam’s face the entire time to make sure he didn’t wake up. His lips met with soft, warm skin. Ville slowly trailed whisper soft kisses across Bam’s collarbone, to his shoulder, hoping he could enjoy this stolen moment a few seconds more.

“Time for school!” Ville’s mom’s voice floated through the door as she knocked again. Ville quickly lifted his head, turning to the door.

“Vil?” Bam’s sleepy voice got Ville’s attention, as he turned back to the young boy. Bam’s face was twisted in slight confusion. Ville didn’t know what confusion.

Bam could have sworn he had felt like someone was kissing his shoulder. But only Ville was in the room...laying next to him...Ville’s hand still on Bam’s chest. Bam shuddered under the slight pressure of Ville’s warm hand. Ville gasped, snatching his hand back quickly, making his cheeks blush.

“I’m going...to shower.” Ville muttered, turning and sliding off the bed.

“Are you gonna take long?” Bam asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“Why?”

“Because I need to take a massive piss, and if you’re gonna take long leave the door unlocked.” Bam replied simply. Ville looked confusedly at Bam a few seconds before turning to his closet to pick some clothes. After carefully thumbing through his small selection of dark clothing, he grabbed a dark pair of jeans and a blood red button up shirt. He tossed it at Bam and smirked.

“You can borrow these.” Bam raised an eyebrow and squinted his eyes at Ville’s choice of clothing.

“Will these even fit?” Bam questioned, poking a finger at the clothing on the bed.

“Just put them on.” Ville grabbed a pair of tight black pants and a black button up shirt for himself and disappeared into the bathroom. ‘Should I leave it open?’ Ville questioned, looking at the bathroom door. He shrugged his shoulders and turned on the water. After confirming it was at a suitable temperature, Ville stripped off his pants and stepped under the running water, closing the black shower curtain behind him.

Ville quickly washed himself, trying his hardest to get rid of his growing erection. But just the thought of Bam in the other room changing into his clothes, with just a door separating them, turned Ville on like he couldn’t believe. ‘I can’t be doing this’ he argued with himself. ‘He’s a friend. My only friend.’. But his throbbing erection wanted attention now. Ville rested a hand on his lower abdomen, softly running his fingertips across the wet skin. His eyes shut on their own accord and he tilted his head back, parting his lips slightly. “Oh Bam,” he whispered, as his fingers slowly started to trail down, resting on the base of his hardness.

“Jesus Christ!” Ville’s eyes shot open and he lost his footing, almost slipping to his death in the bath tub. “I need to piss like a mother fucker!” Bam’s voice echoed in the tiny bathroom.

“Fuck Bam!” Ville cried out, his hand over his heart. “You scared the shit out of me!” He tried not to sound like a girl, but his words came out in a girly shriek. Ville slowly stepped to the back of the tub, sliding a single finger between the shower curtain and the tile in the back, letting one eye peak out. Bam’s back was to him. He was already dressed in Ville’s pants and shirt. Bam tilted his head back as he pissed into the toilet.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Bam moaned. Ville’s erection, which had disappeared rather quickly with his near death experience just moments ago, came back tenfold, his length hardening into a throbbing mess while Bam continued moaning and groaning. After Bam was finished with his little charade, he quickly zipped up the tight pant’s Ville had lent him and stepped out of the bathroom. “Hurry the fuck up Willa, we’re gonna be late!” And he closed the door behind him.

Ville groaned, looking down at his predicament. “Be right there!”

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