The Cat on the Balcony

11- Onwards Forehead, We Must Stalk the Grape

UNEDITED

"Josh..." Tyler moaned quietly as I kissed his neck. One of my hands were tangled in his hair while other one was at the small of his back, pushing him even closer against me if that was possible.

He roughly yanked my head back by my hair, making me groan with pleasure as he re-attached our lips. I bit his lower lip, but he decided to be a tease.

Instead, he pushed me back. Giving me a sly grin, he led me over to the couch. After I sat, he knelt down in-between my legs and started to take off my belt. After he had slipped the belt out of the loops, he proceeded to undo my jeans.

I lifted myself off the couch slightly to make it easier for him to slide my pants off. Throwing them to the side, Tyler shuffled closer to me. He pushed himself up a little and started kissing and biting at my collar bone, eliciting another quiet moan from me.

He slowly worked his way down my chest and stomach, pausing longer at some spots and leaving marks behind. I didn't mind though; it showed I was his, and he was mine.

Finally, he reached the top of my boxers. He looked up at me; his big brown eyes held a sense of innocence, even though right now he was far from innocent. He was waiting for permission. I gave him a quick nod; he grabbed the waistband of my boxers an-

The blaring noise of my alarm startled me out of my deep sleep, making me jerk and fall off the bed. I laid there on my back staring at the ceiling. Holy shit. I just had a sex dream about Tyler. I lifted my head off the ground slightly, and sure enough there was a tent in my boxers. I groaned in annoyance and let my head fall back to the floor with a thud. Guess I'm having a cold shower this morning.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. "Josh? Are you okay?" My mom! I quickly grabbed the edge of the blanket that was hanging off of my bed and pulled it down on top of me, making sure my crotch was covered and the blanket was bunched up enough for my mom to not notice the problem I had going on.

She opened the door, first looking at my bed, and then looking down at me with confusion in her eyes.

"Um, sweetie? Why are you on the floor?"

"My alarm scared me and I fell out of bed. No big deal, I'm ok."

My mom shook her head at me while smiling a little. "Ok Josh, just get up and get ready for school."

"Yes ma'am."

She turned around and left my room, shutting the door behind her. As I sat up, my forehead hit my nightstand. I cursed and slapped my hand to my forehead. Muttering, I stood up all the way and slammed my hand down on the alarm that was still going off.

Wandering into my bathroom, I was still slightly moody. I turned the shower on, but left it at a cold temperature. I stripped of my underwear and stepped in, wincing slightly at the chill of the water.

As I wrapped a towel around my waist I suddenly remembered, today was my day mess with Brendon! I grinned as I made my way back to my room to finish getting ready for the day. Deciding to do something different today, I didn't wear my snapback.

I ran downstairs and grabbed a packet of pop tarts out of the pantry. I ripped open the package and grabbed one of the two out and began to eat it as I walked out the door over to Tyler's car. I'd see if he wanted the other one. Just as I reached the car he came out of the house. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, and solid black vans. It was simple, but he made it look so good.

"Morning Boo!" he teased.

"Not you too! I was going to offer you this other pop tart, but I think I just changed my mind."