You're such a Jackass (Chris Pontius love story

Chapter 3

It was 3 o'clock in the morning and I was wide awake and Johnny's lanky ass was taking up the whole fucking couch so I was stuck on the recliner. Once I was about to finally fall asleep a thunderstorm just had to start. Here's a fun fact I'm deathly afraid of thunderstorms. I try to tell myself that's it's just Mitch Lucker, Lucker stomping with all the angels up in heaven, but I'm a fucking adult and I know that isn't true. Once I think about that I start thinking about Mitch I cry even more because he was one of my biggest role models. I was shaking pretty violently by now. I had two choices, stay here and piss my pants or I could run very quickly to the nearest bedroom and have whoever was in it protect me. At this point I was really liking my second choice. With that I hopped of the recliner and sprinted to the nearest bedroom. It was fucking cold, I was only in my "Slytherin me" pajama shorts (hehe get it ;p) and an element tank top. When I made it I didn't check who occupied it, I just made myself comfy into their side. Suddenly whatever douchebag it was awoke with a start, but I guess this gives me the chance to explain to them why I was invading their personal space. "mmm,Joey why are you in here." Chris said groggily. Aww shit I was in Chris "the pervert" Pontius' bed, I mentally cursed myself. "Holy shit why are you shaking!!!" he whisper wyelled at me. He got the idea why I was shaking like a scared puppy when a loud clap of thunder sounded and I shrieked like a little baby. "Haha you're scared of a little thunder" he chuckled at me."Shut the fuck up." I growled at his dark figure. It wasn't very intimidating though since I was crying a little. Very cautiously he pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around very securely. Damn he smelled sooo good, like whiskey and spearmint and it was turning me on. Woah I've never ever had thoughts like that about Chris, usually they were more like, "what a douche." or "he is such a fucktard", never "look at that ass.", WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT COME FROM!!!!. That is so gross, but I've seen it and it is pretty damn nice now that I think about it. STOP IT!!! STOP IT!!! I mentally screamed at myself. He looked so sweet when he slept and his lips looked so soft and kissable. Slowly I brought my lips to his. As they touched I could feel fireworks explode. Soon he started kissing me back, that meant he never really was asleep. It started out slow, but soon turned rough. Chris flipped us over so he was on top of me. I tangled my fingers in his hair as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance and once he won his lips trailed down my jawline and to my neck. He nibbled and sucked until he found the spot that made me moan very loudly. His hands snaked up my shirt and he pulled it off. After looking me over he slipped off my shorts as well making for my underwear. I quickly stopped him though. "We can't do this with everyone in the house, I mean the sex." I said quickly. "You're right, but I'm in shock." he said rolling off of me. "Yah so am I, I'm sorry I just couldn't help myself." I said in one long breath. "Don't be, I've wanted that since the very first day I met you." he said turning on his side to look at me. I didn't say anything else I just slowly pulled his lips to mine and kissed him very passionately. We stayed like that for a long time, but soon decided we needed to get to sleep. I fell asleep in his arms that night and had the best sleep I've ever had.