Danny Devito Has a Nice Ass

19

Ryan makes some pancakes, and maybe I'm just saying this because I'm high but those were the most amazing fucking pancakes I have ever eaten in my life.
"Oh my god Ryan, these are so good." I say basically moaning
"I would make a good housewife."
"Please be mine. I wish I could cook like this." We play some video games until Tucker ends up falling asleep on the floor. It's still pretty early, I guess he was just really tired.
"Hey, do you want to watch a movie?" I ask
"Yeah sure."
I put up some movie, I don't recall any of it.
"You know you can sit up here." I say motioning to my bed.
"Oh, alright." Ryan says getting up from the floor.
He lays down beside me. I can't focus at all, I just look up at the ceiling. My heart starts to race when I look over to Ryan. Maybe it's a mixture of being really tired and high but holy fuck, he is so beautiful. I think, maybe in some way, I like him. I guess I was staring too long because Ryan notices and looks back at me.
"What are you doing"
"Just looking at you."
"Why?"
"Because you're nice to look at."
Ryan blushes immensely.
"Am I nice to look at?"
"Um. Yes. I guess, I dunno." Ryan says flustered
"No, not you guess. Being honest with me. Am I nice to look at?"
"Yes."
I smile and Ryan smiles back.
We go back to the movie when I realize I have all of the blanket.
"Are you cold? I'm sorry I'm hogging all the blanket."
Ryan nods so I lead over him, putting some blanket over him.
"Is that okay?"
Ryan nods again.
Sometime through the movie, I feel something on my hand. It's Ryan's hand, but unlike the sprite incident we don't move away. I don't know if it was an accident, maybe he is just too tired and stoned to move away.
The movies finishes and I'm too exhausted to put on something else, It's not like I could focus anyways. Ryan's hand has consumed my thoughts.
We must have stayed there for a while, it felt like forever. I start to rub my thumb against his palm. I look up at Ryan who has his eyes closed, smiling. It seems like he is enjoying it.
After a while though he pulls away. I groan with the sudden loss of his hand.
"Matt."
"Yes?"
"I need to tell you something."
Ryan seems really serious and I want to hold his hand again.
"Okay."
"I'm gay. That's why my dad kicked me out."
I say silent, I don't know what to say.
"Matt?"
I do something. It seemed only right to me. I get on top of Ryan. I can see Ryan's breath get faster. I lead in and kiss him. He doesn't resist, or try to pull me off. We start moving our lips in sync. He grabs my waist kissing me harder.
"I think I'm gay too." I say
He pulls me back into another kiss. And another, and another. We finally stop and I cuddle with Ryan, putting my head on his shoulder.
"We just had a make out session with Tucker sleeping on the floor." Ryan laughs
"Sucks to be him, he missed out on some hot shit."
It gets late and we both fall asleep. I try not to think about what happens next with Ryan and I. I'm just gonna enjoy right now.