I can't help it (ianthony)

3.

Ian still wasn't alseep, so he turned to look at his clock,

3:30am

Ian sighed, rolled off of his bed and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water

Once he got his drink he got back into bed and fell asleep straight away, only to have another sweet but horrible dream about Anthony,

Anthony slid his hand lightly into Ian's as they walked along the beach, it was so calm but Anthony then pushed Ian against a tree and kissed the shorter one, hard. Ian of course kissed back and things where heating up, fast. Obviously it wasn't going to go any further as they were outside, or so Ian thought..Anthony's hand slid up the inside of Ian's shirt while Ian tried to remain calm Anthony's other hand was fumbling with his belt, Ian's jeans were nearly off when...

Ian was woken by a loud clatter coming from outside, figuring that it was probably Anthony bringing in the bins, he looked at his clock,

8:15am

He thought that he should be getting up and making good use of this day but Ian really didn't feel like anything, he was still very uncomfortable about having that sort of dream about Anthony, well his head was thinking that but his dick defiantly wasn't,

'Full on erection happening, lovely' Ian thought to himself, he got up to go to the shower and do well, I'm guessing you can figure that out?

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It was later on that night and both of the boys hadn't done anything the whole day so they decided to have a couple of drinks and play some games,

It seemed like both of the boys were light-weights because after about 3 bottles of beer they were pissed out of their minds, and well we all know that when you're drunk, the truth comes out...

"A-" Ian burped, "oops, Ant, you know, I-I've been having *hiccup* r-really, umm s-ss-sexy dreams about you" Ian slurred getting closer to Anthony

Anthony's eyes widened, "wow, r-really? B-b-because I've been having the same thing, *hiccup* b-but about you of course"

The two men were millimetres apart, Ian lifted his hand to move a stray hair off of Anthony's face, the taller man must've liked that because his lips crashed on to Ian's like his life depended on it,

One of them had to realise what was happening sooner or later and of course, it was Ian,

"Dude! Stop!" Ian screamed

Anthony looked like his heart had just been shattered, because well it had. Anthony had never wanted anyone to know about Ian, about how much he loved him.

"I-I'm sorry I have to go" Ian stuttered, he jumped up and left the house probably to go to Melanie's

'Ugh Melanie' Anthony groaned, 'far too nice'

But Anthony didn't know what Ian had left to do...