A Hot Night in December (boyxboy)

Standing here, shivering on this frigid January morning, as the mist seeps through my dark blue fleece. I watch as you approach, coming closer to me, only to stop a few feet away. The chattering of teeth, and the vibrations of frozen bones prompts the memories of you and I. 

You, the boy next door, with your short raven hair, and blue lustrous eyes. With an athlete's body that could get any dreamers heart racing. Every time I look into those shimmering glass pearls, I feel as if I had successfully completed the triathlon. With my heart rate on high, and sweat spilling from my skin as if from exhausted feats. Triumphant, yet fatigued, I say with a ragged breath, "hi, Seth." 

Just like a curious kitten peering out from under her momma's fur, you look around to see who has spoken your name. With a smile so blazing it could pave the way for a sailor's rescue out on the deep blue, and then you wave. You wave in my direction, but not to me, just at me, not even pretending that I was similar to a friend you see everyday. Truth is, you never really did see me, and you almost never noticed me, but I saw you. I have always noticed you.

I, the boy next door to you, with my chestnut hair that covers my chestnut eyes, as if camoflauged, fearful of the world. Me, with my average body, that could never win, let alone compete in a triathalon. Boring, plain, distinct, just me. There's nothing special about me that could ever catch your attention. And yet, for one night, back in December, I did.

A blizzard trapped us in darkness, behind a white blanket we couldn't uncover. Our families snowed in together, as we hunted for flashlights and candles, to make us through the night. Imprisoned in our own house, but either out of luck or tragic fate, you were captured with me.

Like a sleepover we use to have as kids, when we'd stay up all night talking about ninja turtles, or displaying our battle scars. Revealing our secrets even when we didn't have any, just sharing our thoughts. Back then we were so carefree, never thought twice about what anyone said, we were just happy being who we were. But we were forced to grow up, and just seemed to grow apart.

It was well past midnight when our one heater dissipated the little juice it had left. And it didn't take long for this humble expanse to seem glacial. That's when I noticed your pallet of three quilts is not enough to keep you warm. I watch you intently as you curl into yourself, trying to accumulate the little warmth you had left. 

Shaking beneath my own linens, my mind seems only capable of a solitary thought, demand heat. Knowing there's not enough fuel to recharge our heater, and not wanting to accompany our parents, there's only one other option to keep warm. Body heat.

Without hesitation, I wrap myself in my bedspread and hopping off my bed, I make my way to your pallet. Quickly tossing my spread over yours, I then throw back the blankets and crawl in beside you. Hugging against your body, clutching you against mine, in a tight spooner's embrace.

I should have been expecting to get pushed away, but instead you rolled over, pressing yourself onto me. I quickly remove your shirt, a little shocked that you did not protest, and after removing my own, I wrap my arms around you. Feeling you shiver against my skin, I begin rubbing my hands up and down your back. The fiery friction we're causing is doing more to me than just warming my hands.

My growing reaction is not hidden from you as we press against each other even closer. Your shaking subsides as you begin to massage my chest. First with light fingertip kisses, then like a cat pawing lazily at her favorite toy, with your entire palm pursuing my body, leading from my chest to my waistline, then back again. Turning your mouth towards mine, you stop at my throat, as if you can't bring yourself to go further. Unconsciously clawing at your back, taking pleasure in our embrace, I slowly bring my mouth to hover above yours. Your breath I have forever longed to breathe, identical to my own, like the air I didn't know I was missing.

Our legs intertwined, gliding over one another, softly caressing. I allow my hips to grind against yours, encouraging you to mimic my steady rocking motion. The thin fabric of our boxers are the only thing holding us back. What would happen if they were to slip off, unnoticed, to bundle up at our feet, just for us to kick them away.

At this tantalizing thought, one of my hands make their way down to play with the waistband of your silk boxers, while the other comes to rest on the back of your head. Grabbing at your black as night hair, twisting my fingers in the short tangles. Not able to hold back any longer, I crash my lips to yours with such force that it causes us both to shudder. 

Bringing your hands up to grasp my face, you begin to lick at my lips, as if asking for entry. Without a second thought, I open my mouth in approval, instantly feeling your tongue stroking against mine. Awed at the taste and the feel of you inside me, I can't get enough. Feverish with desire, I quicken our kisses, and hasten my hands roving your body. I allow myself to travel further and further down.

Limbs still entangled, clinging to one another, our hips are still in sync. There's enough heat emanating from our bodies to charge the entire room. Sweat glistens us both as we lose control of our reactions, both of us desperate for some kind of release...

The yell of the bus driver has cut into my relived tale. And I'm suddenly aware that the small group of waiting kids from our block have begun to board the bus. Each of them silently taking their seats. You, the boy next door, takes a seat on the back row, and to the left. Me, the boy next door to you, taking my own seat close to the front and on the right. 

I have a clear view from the mirror above the driver's head. Where I can see you, but you don't seem to ever notice me. With the exception of that one intense December night.

A.N.: I couldn't take the scene much further, I don't know the rules, but didn't want it to get banned for too much, uh, heat... Hope you enjoyed, it was fun to write!