Kyle's POV
"Dude I know who has a pool."
"Who?"
"The people Pip's living with. They have a huge garden with a pool tucked away in the corner, it's perfect!" Stan exclaims, kicking a tin can off the pavement.
"I mean... at this hour, surely they'd all be asleep." I shrug. Holy shit. I can't believe I just agreed to go skinny dipping with Stan.
We've been walking around town for a good while now, debating who's property to tresspass on in order to use their pool. Y'know, casual sleepover activity stuff.
"Pip's house is in the next street over, it's pretty close." Stan adds as we walked across the road.
Stan wasn't lying, in no time we came face to face with the unsuspecting green house. We made our way over to the side fence that Stan effortlessly climbed over. Is this the pay off for participating in HPE? Carefully, I follow.
Pip's backyard was ginourmous, with a perfectly manicured lawn and palm trees lining every inch of the neighbouring fenceline. Tucked away in the corner was none other than a huge, sparkling pool illuminated only by a nightlight.
"You weren't kidding." I blurt, darting my eyes between the mesmerising body of water and the top floor of the house behind us. We'd have a lot of explaining to do if anyone suddenly woke up.
"Told you so. It even has a spa!" Stan smirks. He turns around and peels off his shirt, revealing the smooth, toned abdomen that lay underneath the fabric. My eyes linger on his pale midriff, before scanning up to his beautiful, ebony hair.
Fuck, I don't wanna get an erection.
"You gonna come in?" Stan asked, approaching the pool exclusively in his red boxers.
"...Duh." I mumbled, not wanting to take the risk of a voice crack. I turned away from Stan and awkwardly took off my shirt, followed by my jeans and green ushanka.
Now matching Stan in apparel, I tip-toe my way over to the edge of the pool. Please don't get a fucking erection. Please don't get an erection. Please d- FUCK.
Without a second to spare, I met the water bellow us with a splash. Upon emerging to the surface, I heard Stan laughing his ass off. This fucker pushed me into the pool!
He won't get away with this.
I quickly rose above the water to where Stan is laughing hysterically. Grasping his wrists, I pull him into the water too. Not much thought was put into this however, as he immediately lands on top of me as we both descend into the cold liquid.
Stan burst through water, meeting my giggling face. Out of nowhere, he pulled me close, our faces merely inches away from each other.
Is he...?
Nope. He just dunked my head underwater.
I tackled his feet and dragged him under the water, our faces once again met. Mischievously gazing into his eyes, I used him to launch myself above the surface.
This is what I've missed about our friendship. Going out and doing dumb shit just like this.... these are the memories I wanna make with Stan, while we're still young and idiotic.
Still, I still can't help but think the boy I love is sleeping with another girl. It fucking breaks my heart because I love Stan so so much... yet Wendy is the one he calls his. Yeah, fuck my life. Do... do crushes really last this long? Do they really make you feel all soft and delicate like this? I feel so fragile....
Is this what love does to someone?
Shit-! Stan just jumped over my shoulders while I wasn't looking... sneaky bastard.
He's treding water in front of me, laughing his ass off. A strong shade of crimson flushed across my face.
I can't let him get away with this, I'll look like a total idiot! I quickly dunk my head underneath the water to try ans lighten my blush, before grabbing Stan's ankles and bringing them down to the floor of the pool.
Yeah, I guess it's dangerous to spontaneously pull people underwater, but it's so fun!
For the next half an hour or so Stan and I just mess around in the water. Laughing and making up for the fun we've lost to the passage of time.
This night has been amazing.
Stan hoisted himself up onto the edge of the pool, water dripping from his beautiful torso. He then than his hands through his wet black hair.
He's fucking gorgeous.
"We should get going, we're lucky the people living here haven't notic-"
"YOU KIDS GET OUT OF MY POOL-"
"You spoke too soon Stan!" I quickly mutter as I jump out of the pool. Without a second to spare, Stan and I sprint out of the yard.
Two wet teenage boys running through the the streets in their underwear. Nothing suspicious about that. Not at all...
"Dude that was amazing!" I cheer, laughing uncontrollably. Stan can't hold back his smile either, his grin reaching from ear to ear.
I didn't exactly imagine breaking into a house and swimming in their pool to be an ideal sleepover, but I wouldn't change it for the world.
We arrived back at Stan's house, wet and giggly. The two us entered through the back door and raced up to the bedroom to get changed.
I instinctively take my clothes (I mean, the ones I borrowed from Stan earlier) and go to the bathroom to change. For privacy, of course.
After changing into the warm clothes, I entered back into his room. Stan's sitting on his bed, staring at the ground.
"Are we gonna do anything else or... just call it a night?" I asked, taking an accompanying seat on his bed.
"I'm pretty tired, aren't you?" He replied, yawning mid-sentence.
"Yeah." I stared down at the mattress below us; it was no more than a double. "Am I... sleeping in your bed?"
"I guess. Unless it makes you uncomfortable or something." Stan replied, shrugging.
"No way! I just thought you'd be the uncomfortable one..." I trailed off, staring around the room to avoid Stan's gaze.
"Uh... well.... yeah, I guess we're sharing a bed." Stan moved over to the opposing side, and slipped under covers.
Fuck. I still have an erection.
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The Next Morning
Do you know how fucking awkward it is to jerk off in your best friend's bathroom?
Extremely.
It wasn't a pleasant feeling. I'm pretty sure the embarrassment alone would've gotten ridden of my boner.
After that I went straight back to bed, but there was no way I got anymore than 2 hours of sleep with Stan laying next to me.
It's morning now, I don't think Stan suspected a thing.
I'm so glad that I agreed to this sleepover. Stan and I are rebuilding our friendship back up faster than I would've ever imagined! I'm grateful for that... I'm grateful for him.
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