A yawn disrupted my sleep.
I opened my eyes and found Jeremy and I still in the same position we'd fallen asleep in. I knew he was awake because he kept shuffling his feet.
"Good morning," I said. He jumped.
"Morning.." he mumbled. "When did we get this way?"
"Last night. You put your arm around me and I turned over and put mine around you," I confessed. He laughed quietly and slid his arm down to my waist. "There's somethin I think we should talk about," I said.
"What? The fact that we're cuddling?" Jeremy asked.
"Yeah, but not only that," I said.
"What else?"
"The fact we almost kissed last night," I said. Jeremy looked up at me.
"I thought you'd never say anything," he said.
"I have to," I said. "I felt things.. and I.. I dunno."
"What did you feel?"
"I wanted to kiss you.." I admitted. "I really did.."
"Then let's do it," he said. I shook my head a bit.
"I can't.. I just met you and I don't wanna kill what we have," I said.
"I need to go to the bathroom," Jeremy mumbled. "I still have morning wood."
"Thanks for lettin me know!" I sighed.
"You're welcome," he said. "You're gonna look away when I get up, right?" he asked.
"Sure, if you want me to," I said. He pulled his arm from me and stood up. My eyes widened and glued to his crotch. I could see.. well.. everything. I could see the whole outline of his thing.
"Hey!" he shouted, covering himself.
"I.." I began. I blushed and hid my face under the blanket. I heard him chuckle and walk off. I bit my lip and curled up.
Jeremy came back a few minutes later and laid back down next to me. He crawled under the blanket and pushed against me.
"Hi," he said.
"Hey.."
"Well?" he said.
"Well what?" I asked.
"Well, what did you you think?" he asked. I stiffened and my mouth came open.
"Um.." I bit my lip. "Damn.." I sighed. Jeremy grabbed the side of my face and kissed my nose.
"Let's go get something to eat," he said. I nodded as he got up and headed for the stairs. I followed him up the stairs.
"Won't your mom say somethin about you bein in your underwear?"
"Huh? No, she's not here," he said. I nodded a bit and followed him into the kitchen. "What do you wanna eat?"
"I don't know," I said. He hummed quietly and made his way over to the refrigerator.
"I make really good omelets," he said.
"Prove it," I said. He grinned and got out the eggs. "I never saw you as a cooker," I said.
"I love cooking," he said. "I taught myself. My mom never really cooked, so I decided to start cooking for myself."
"What was the first thing you learned?"
"Grilled cheese. And I make a mean grilled cheese," he said. I laughed. "Stick around for lunch and I can prove it, buddy-boy."
"I bet you can."
"I can!" he said.
"You washed your hands after you got done beating it, didn't you?"
"Gross! Of course I did, silly!" he laughed. I raised my eyebrows.
"Silly? Did you just call me 'silly?'" I asked. He didn't look at me.
"Mhm.." he said. I giggled.
"Jeremy?" I asked quietly.
"What's up, homebuddy?"
"What? Uh.. Okay. Um, I just wanted you to know that I.." I trailed off.
"What is it?"
"I can see your dick," I said shyly. He looked down.
"No you can't!" he said. I groaned.
"I know, but.. I can see the bulge," I said.
"You're so cute when you're being shy!" he laughed. "Just don't look then. I'll put on some pants when I'm done if it bothers you that much."
"It don't bother me.. It just.. It makes me look and I don't wanna look at your dick," I said. He giggled quietly and hid his face behind his arm.
"You just wanna see my-"
"Jeremy!" I whined. He laughed and motioned me over. I stood and walked over to him. He slid my omelette on a plate and handed it to me.
Honestly, being this close to him while he was almost naked gave me the chills. I mean, yeah, I slept with him like that, but it's just not the same.
"What?" Jeremy asked, staring at me. I realized I was staring at his ribs.
"Sorry," I said, shaking my head.
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Jeremy laid down behind me and grabbed my hip. I jumped and looked over my shoulder at him.
I was back laying on the bed waiting for him to get back from the bathroom so we could resume watching Netflix.
I looked back to my phone. He nestled his head into my neck and watched me play Subway Surfers.
"Get on the left!" he yell-whispered. I swiped to the left.
"Thanks," I said. Jeremy pulled himself closer to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. I wiggled my hips to try to get comfy.
"Woah," he said. I looked at him. "That.. Uh.. Wow. That felt really good," he said quietly. I smiled and did it again. "Benjamin! Quit it!" he hissed.
"Quit what?" I pushed against him. He took in a sharp breath.
"Great, now I have a boner!"
"Sorry," I giggled. Jeremy sighed and nuzzled his head back into my neck. I could feel his dick against my butt. "Jeremy.."
"Huh?"
"I feel your dick."
"Oh." It got quiet. "Does that bother you?"
I swallowed. "No."
We were both quiet for a while. I put my phone down and rolled over to face him. "It's kinda starting to hurt, so.." he said quietly.
"There's no way you're that hard-"
"I am," Jeremy said, sitting up. I started giggling. "You're the one that rubbed all up on me and got me hard in the first place!"
"Calm down!" I said. He sighed and crossed his arms. "It's okay. Go jack it, wanker." He sighed and got up, holding his member down. "Whatcha hidin?"
"My big, thick cock!" he spat.
I laughed, "Sure." He sighed and walked off.
When he came back, he sat next to me and stared at me. I looked at him. "What?"
"Well.." he began. "Was that.. Was it too weird for you?"
"Hm? No.. Why?" I looked down at my hands.
"I just thought maybe I weirded you out."
"Nah."
"Ya know.. Talking about my dick and everything.."
"Yeah.." Jeremy looked at me. "Dude, what's up with you?"
"What do you mean?"
"What's wrong with you?!" I asked. He sighed and sat back in the couch.
