Midnight. ☆ [boyxboy]

Personal.

I was greeted by a chilly blast of air when I opened the bathroom door and stepped into the hall. After glancing back into the bathroom to make sure I'd cleaned up my mess, I turned out the light and shook my head. Unexpectedly, I had become aroused and had no luck in fully relieving myself because the water in the shower had turned a brisk ice cold and that'll surely ruin the mood for anyone.

I walked down the hall and into Hunter's bedroom hesitantly. He had told me after my shower I could come into his bedroom and find some clean sleeping clothes for the night. When I got over to his bedside my eyebrows went up in horror, there on the bed was a bright yellow shirt with three baby owls smack dab in the middle of it and some seemingly looking comfortable shorts beside the horrific shirt. I plopped down onto his bed and glared at the shirt, surely he wasn't expecting me to wear this, even to bed.

I glanced over to the steadily building fog seeping out from beneath the bathroom door. And then my eyes went to stare at the door for a few seconds before I closed them and let my imagination wander. I pictured Hunter's body completely stripped of clothes, his hair and body slick with water.. -- No!

I couldn't seriously be thinking about Hunter in any sexual manner. Because not only was it wrong but I had much more important things to worry about, no matter how much pent up sexual tension I had built up. I sighed and went over to look at one of the many pictures plastered on his wall. It was a black and white photo of two young boys who looked alike, the boys in the picture couldn't have been older than one or two. They stood on top of a snowy hill, bundled up in their winter coats, scarves and mittens.

"You're not dressed.."

I jumped and turned around "Shit. You scared me"

"I can see that" he chuckled.

I watched as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom, wrapping the towel around his waist. His body and hair were still wet and I couldn't help but stare at his muscular arms, the muscle beneath the skin tensed as he raked his fingers through his hair. I was probably drooling by now.

"Was there a problem with the clothes I set out for you?" he asked, turning towards me which gave me a full frontal few of his chest.

I snorted and looked over at the yellow owl shirt laid out on his bed "Owls..really?"

"Do you have something against owls?" he teased.

I looked back to him, ready to fire back a remark, but I caught his eyes coming up from my chest. "I don't have anything against owls, but it's not what I would ideally wear to bed"

He laughed "I'm sorry I don't have any boy lingerie for you to wear to bed" He turned his back to me and started rummaging through his drawers.

I bit my tongue to silence myself from saying something sarcastic. Instead I used this moment to my advantage, while Hunter had his back turned to me, I vigorously wiped my sweaty palms against the towel wrapped around my waist.

Hunter tossed a pink Floyd shirt towards me and I caught it "Thanks" I said, holding the shirt out to admire it.

"Are the shorts..?" he asked, his hand perched over the drawer.

"They're fine" I nodded as I went over to the bed. I heard him quietly shuffling behind me and I assumed he was getting his clothes on "Uh, can I use your bathroom to..."

He turned to face me as he pulled a pair of boxer briefs up around his hips. "Do you want to?"

This boy was golden at catching me off guard. "I just figured .. You're right, it's whatever" I threw my hands up and turned to face his bed. Without hesitating I let the towel fall and I tugged my briefs back on and then the spare shorts. And then I eagerly tugged on the awesome pink Floyd shirt that had defiantly been worn. I turned to look at Hunter who's expression was priceless.

"You're red" I grinned.

Hunter shook his head and pushed the drawer closed behind him. "Zane the daredevil"

I narrowed my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him.

"Pink Floyd looks pretty great on you" He pulled the shirt over his head and grinned at me. "So I was thinking about dinner tonight. I've got some usual teenage food items we can pig out on"

I nodded and we stood in silence for a few moments. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable one. The room was buzzing with anticipation.

"So.. Who's house is this..?" I said as I slid into a seat at the kitchen table.

"You ask a lot of questions" Hunter said as he glared over at me from the fridge. "Chips and dip?"

"I'm curious is that such a bad thing? Stop avoiding the question" I turned to admire the beautiful vase of flowers placed in the middle of the table "Yes, please"

"Curiosity killed the cat, Zane. Even if I do avoid the question, you still remember it and fold it away somewhere in your brain, just to ask me the same question again, later" He tossed a bag of doritos on the counter and then a jar of salsa. "Homemade brownies?"

"Well if you'd just answer the question the first time I asked it, I wouldn't have to ask you the same question later. And yes, brownies sound amazing"

"Sushi?"

"Hell yeah" I said eagerly. "Sushi's the best" I got up to check out all the food that he had accumulated so far.

He set his hands on the counter and leaned forwards "This house belongs to my older brother.."

"You have a brother?"

"Yeah, but family isn't something I really want to talk about"

"Of course. I understand.." I really didn't, not at all. But I didn't want my curiosity mistaken for invasiveness.

He grabbed a rope woven basket from atop the fridge and slid the goodies inside.

I cocked an eyebrow "We're going to have a late night picnic at a park?"

"Not exactly, Follow me"