my calling // wesley stromberg

What's the plan?

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“Wake up wake up sleeping beauty, open your eyes, open your eyes.” I heard Wes soft and beautiful voice sang next to me. I kept my eyes shut but I couldn’t help smiling.

“You are smiling, I know you are awake!” He said kissing my cheek. He still had his arm around me and I could feel all of his body pressed against mine. The heat radiating from his skin and the fact that we are in California, in the summer, was making me sweat already…I guess it’s worth it no?

“Or maybe you are just dreaming about me huh?” Wes said again. His lips trailed down to my neck and he started sucking and nibbling on my soft spot. It made me shiver.

“Don’t leave a mark.” I whispered back smiling.

“Woops.” He laughed and kissed my lips instead.

“Good morning.” I smiled, pulling away.

“It is a good morning. But you know what would make it better?” He winked and went right back to my lips. We started slowly, but it quickly became a full blown out make out session. He let me lay on my back completely and he half got over me. I was gently biting his bottom lip, because I know it drives him freaking crazy and he groaned. His hands got under my tank top and they felt my stomach up. My free hand was going up and down his sides, going lower at every strike; my other hand was stuck in his hair. Our breathing got heavier and more demanding. Wes slightly pushed himself a little more onto me. My right hand brushed against his butt and I retreated it pretty fast.

“I kinda forgot you were naked there.” I said and he laughed.

“The question is… why aren’t you naked?” He looked straight up in my eyes and I felt his fingertips on the inside of my thighs.

“Weeeeeees.” I said warningly, basically begging him not to be a tease.  

“Yeah?” He whispered. I didn’t answer because his fingers were still going up. He eventually stopped to pull my shorts down. We changed position so I was on top, and I sat on his bare chest. He cockily smirked and he was about to pull my top off, when I caught a glimpse of the alarm clock.

“Oh my fucking god. We are so dead.” I said while my eyes got wide open. I jumped off of Wes and he confusingly looked on my right side. The alarm clock read 11:43. Drew is awake for sure. Wes is naked, in my bed. I don’t think he even brought boxers in the room last night. He was supposed to get up early and sneak back in his room. I guess the party really tired us out.

“Aw fuck, I totally forgot I couldn’t sleep in the same bed as my 18 years old girlfriend, whom I have been dated for the past year.” He sarcastically said.

“Wes, don’t joke about this, Drew’s going to be pissed!” I frantically said.

“Who cares about what Drew thinks? It’s just you and me baby.” Wes said sitting up, the duvet barely hiding his man parts.

“That’s your hormones talking.” I said and he laughed…his freaking cute laugh.

“It’s not, I mean, we are adults now, I understand that Drew is your bro, he’s my bro too. We shouldn’t have to hide the fact that we show how much we care about each other by making love together.”

“Do you think he knows?” I asked, pacing the room and putting my shorts back on.

“Well yeah. He doesn’t actually believe that I could go a year without…doing it.” I raised my eyebrow.

“Man whore.” I said and slapped his chest gently. He caught my hand and brought it up to his lips.

“He’s just in denial.” Wes laughed and pulled me closer.

“What’s the plan?” I asked.

“I don’t know, don’t you have clothes of mine here?” He asked looking around.

“Well yeah, but only shirts or tanks.” I replied thinking. He can’t go out their naked.

“Why did you even came in my room naked? You knew this was going to happen!” He nodded and laughed…stupid boy.

“Fuck it, just hand me a pair of sweatpants, I’ll go in my room and change. How does that sound?” He asked standing out, fully exposing his…package? I blushed. I always blushed and he is never shy about anything, at all. I looked into my closet for my biggest pair of sweatpants and chugged him the pair. He put it on and it was obviously way too tight for him.

“Oh my god.” I said laughing hysterically.

“Hey it’s your idea, stop laughing, I could easily go naked.” Wes said and pushed my playfully.

“Ok you go, baby, I’ll meet you in the kitchen for breakfast…or lunch.” I said and pushed him out of the door. He look left and right to see if the coast was clear and he disappeared in the hallway.

“You know usually, the girl wears the guy clothes, not the other way around.” I froze. Keaton laughed and Wes told him to shut up.

“You are screwed man, Drew’s in you guys bedroom.” Oh shit oh shit. I thought he would be out or in the living room at least.

I popped my head into the hallway and looked on my left, Wes still looked ridiculous in those sweatpants, but that was the least of my worries.  

“Oh hey there! Are you gonna join Wes in his walk of shame?” Keaton asked laughing. Wes punched him and he winced in fake pain. Wes looked my way.

“So we are screwed anyway, let’s just make it worth it and actually sleep together?” I rolled my eyes.

“You want me to give you some clothes man?” Keaton asked out of pity I guess. I was about to jump in his arm and thank him a thousand times but..

“What’s going on guys? Woah-” Drew said walking out. We shouldn’t have talked so loud in the hallway, jesus.

“Huh hi Drew. Good morning.” I said smiling, trying to take his attention of off Wes.

“New sweat pants Wes?” Drew asked crossing is arm and raising his eyebrow.

“Huh yeah.” He answered.

“I figured you were in her room.” Drew said, getting his game face on.

“But you said it was okay for us to sleep in the same room sometimes..” I said shyly.

“Yeah I said sleeping, like being in an unconscious state of mind, not be freaking naked in your bed.”

“Well, I was in an unconscious state of mind, but naked?” Wes sassily said.  I punched him on his shoulder.

“You are not helping.” I told him.

“I wasn’t naked by the way.” I smiled, hoping he wouldn’t be angry or disappointed. I know I shouldn’t always listen to my brother, who is clearly overprotective, but he’s everything to me. Is not only my brother, he’s my missing father figure and one of my best friends.

“Yeah, anyway, I guess I can’t restrain you guys to see each other, whatever. I just don’t want to hear about it or see anything.” Drew said. Wow, that is way better than I expected.

“Really?” Wes said hopeful.

“Yeah, don’t think I’m happy saying this. I just wanna be a good brother and a good friend.” He said to Wes.

“You are like the best brother in the whole world!” I kinda yelled and hugged him tight. Wes joined in and hugged us both. I laughed and Drew shoved him away playfully.

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