Am I......?(BxB)

Chapter 5

A bright stream of light flashes right in my face, waking me from my sleep. I look over to the side of my bed and see my clock. 7:03 A.M. God damn you, sun...

I sit up in my bed and stretch out my arms, hearing about a dozen or so different cracks. But as I bring my arms back down, my left arm accidently bumps something smooth and firm. I look down and feel my heart instantly start to beat twice as fast. I actually forgot Leo's right next to me, having spent the night in my bed.

Memories flash through my head of the previous night. Carrying Leo up here, tucking him into my bed, sliding in next to him, and...the kiss. How could I have forgotten the kiss? The one kiss in my life that actually felt like something? And that something felt...amazing. The more I think about it, the faster my heart rate goes.

The feeling of Leo's warm, wet tongue dancing with my own, the taste of Leo and how I couldn't get enough it him, how hard my ejaculation was from just the feeling of making out with Leo, all of it was euphoric. I suddenly see my bed sheets starting to pitch a tent at my waist. I reach down and feel my cock, as hard as a piece of iron.

But I also notice another thing. There's another tent in my bed, and this one isn't coming from me. The sheets down by Leo's groin are standing a solid ten inches off the bed! I can't stop looking at it, and it isn't even Leo's cock itself!

It takes all my will power to pull myself away from it and to crawl out of bed. I quickly put on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and wait for my dick to calm down before I head downstairs. I don't want to scare Mom this early in the morning.

Thankfully, I'm flaccid about a minute later and walk out my door, being careful not to make too much noise. I head downstairs and find Mom and Dad sitting in the living room watching the morning news. They both hear me walking and turn around. "Hi sweetie," says Mom. "This is weird. You usually sleep until about ten on the weekends."

"Yeah, I kind of...just woke up. Hey, I know this is going to sound a bit weird, but do either of you know how to cure a hangover?"

They both glance to each other, a little lost. "Um...I do," says Dad. "Why? I thought you said you weren't going to drink at your party last night."

"I didn't. It's for Leo. He got a bit wasted last night and he spent the night here. He's asleep in my bed right now."

"Where did you sleep?" Mom asks.

I feel my face turn a little red. "Um...I just slept in the same bed. It wasn't too bad."

No it was not...

"Well, for a hangover, there really is no set way to cure it," says Dad. "But water and ibuprofen help to reduce the pain he's feeling and the water can help with the dehydration he has. When he feels up to it, have him eat an omelet or something. Eggs help to calm a stomach down and a lot of vegetables in the omelet, like red pepper, onion, and broccoli, help too."

And there's Dad the doctor, never a day off in his life. "Water, ibuprofen, and a vegetable omelet. Got it. Thanks Dad."

I walk to the kitchen and quickly fill a glass up with water and grab three ibuprofens. I head back upstairs and quietly walk back into my room, only to hear a low moan. "Mom, turn off the God damn sun..."

Well, Leo's up. I walk over to his side of the bed and set the glass of water down on the nightstand. "Sorry Leo," I whisper. "Your mom isn't here. You just need to deal with me."

He looks at me for a second before his eyes go wide. "Josh! W-What am I...? Ow...my fucking head..."

"Here, take these." I hand him the three pills and the glass of water. "Try to drink all of the water. It should be able to help with the headache."