The Beginning of Us?

Chapter 2

Connor’s POV:

Oh shit, thanks Kian and JC for walking in on possibly the only chance I had on coming clean to Ricky. I quickly jump off of Ricky and run to my room. I sit in front of my door for I don’t know how long, until I hear someone knocking. My lips pull up into a smile, because it knocks to the beat of the Pokemon theme song. It was our secret knock, Ricky had taught me the beat so we could have something secretive and cute together. 

“Con? Are you going to let me in?” I get up and realize I have yet to put on clothes. I instantly grab for a pair of sweatpants shoving them on as I answer him. He comes in with a new set of clothes on and his hair has been fixed. He sits on the bed besides me and takes a deep breath for speaking.

“I’m so sorry Con! I should’ve knocked, I didn’t hear the shower running so I thought you were in your room.”

“It’s okay Ricky. I know you didn’t mean anything by it. Now, what size shirt do you need because I owe you one?”

We laugh and hug it out, this is why he is my best friend. Could I trust him with my biggest secret?

“Sooooo I think you were in the middle of teaching me your Pokemon ways?” He lightly shoves me before he answers my statement.

“Oh so is this your way of apologizing for earlier?” I throw him a wink and hand him his game set. The easiest way to Ricky’s heart was through video games and cute tank shirts.

Ricky’s POV:

We play Pokemon for hours and it feels perfect. Connor has his head on my chest watching me play my game. He asks questions every now and then, which makes my heart swell because he is actually paying attention and wanting to learn. I’m just glad that he didn’t bring up the fact that I was harder then concrete when he was on top of me. I know he had felt it, but like a good friend he didn’t bring it up. Thank God, because I had no reason for why I was hard. This is turning into a HUGE problem, I’ll go see my doctor tomorrow.

After defeating the game for like the millionth time, I notice that it is pitch black outside. I hear soft snores coming from Connor, who is laying on my chest. I could just go to sleep and lie to him in the morning saying that we both fell asleep... No, I can’t lie to him.

“Come on Con, you’ve got to go to your own bed.” All I get out of him is a soft grunt and he roles over trying to avoid me.

“No way you are sleeping with me, you haven’t even taken me on a proper date.”

“Go away,” he mumbled. I shake my head at how frustrating he was and how cute he was being.

“Let’s go,” I say as I pick him up with one arm behind his back and the other under his knees. He sighs and cuddles into my chest, where he holds onto my shirt with his hands.

“Con, you are such a handful, but I wish you were my handful...” Eventually I make it to his room and lay him down on the bed. Being a good friend, hence the word friend, I wrap the blankets around him. As I turn to leave I hear him mumble something.

“Ricky.”

“What now Con?”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Seriously Con?”

“Please...”

“Ugh, okay. I’m only staying until you fall asleep.” He shoots me a devilish grin saying that he won and he knew it. I strip off my shirt before climbing into bed with him. I always sleep without my shirt, so don’t act like I’m sleeping without my shirt just because I’m sharing a bed with Connor. Soon as I close my eyes, I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist pulling me towards him. 

“Role over,” he says in a deep seductive voice that sends shivers down my back and makes my dick respond. I do what he says, like ninety percent of the time. But, what he does next makes my decision to sleep with him totally worth it.