Danny Devito Has a Nice Ass

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Coming back from the concert sucked. More so for Ryan, because he is a bigger fan than me. It was really fun and I don't even want to think about going back to school. Specially Abelard's class. Ryan whines the whole way back saying he wants to go back.
"Bro stop fucking whining. You're acting like a little bitch."
"But Matt" Ryan says dragging out my name.
He then starts grabbing my arm and hangs onto it like a fucking sloth.
"What are you doing?" I laugh
Ryan laughs as well.
"I don't know."
"Are you gonna stay here?"
"Yeah."
"Okay cool. Isn't this dangerous? Car safety anyone?"
"Fine, loser."
Ryan tries to get up from the support of my car seat. The genius that Ryan is, he tries to do it in between my legs. He misses completely and instead put his hand somewhere else. He doesn't react for a good while.
"Can you get your hand off my dick please?"
Ryan finally reacts and seems like he just woke up from a coma. His face gets red and he tries to apologize. I think he said sorry a few hundreds times.
"Holy shit, I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean to, fuck I'm so sorry."
"Ryan, it's fine."
I keep trying to tell him that I don't care, because I don't, but he won't stop freaking out.
"Oh my god, Ryan." I groan.
I look at him for a second coming up with a plan to stop his bitching. I will just make things even. Fuck it. I reach and grab his.
"See okay? It's even now."
I didn't think it was possible but his face gets even redder. He just looks through the car window.
"Are you okay?"
"I don't know. Like, what the fuck just happened?"
"Uh we grabbed each other's cocks."
"Yes Matt, I understand that."
"And why do you have to say cocks? Can't you find another word that isn't so fucking weird."
"What do you want me to say? Willys? Pee-pee? Jimmy? Rod? Moby dick?"
"Stop! No, that's not any better! And why do you know so many nicknames for penis's?"
"It's a hobby."
"You're dumb."
I guess he didn't think I was that dumb because he is smiling now. I reach for his hand to hold and he allows it. The rest of the car ride was fine and we come back to my house. We are both exhausted and it's the middle of the night.
"Am I staying the night again?"
"Oh shit, I completely forgot that you live somewhere else."
"It's fine."
We hop out of the car and go straight into my room.
"I don't even wanna take my pants off it's too much work. Like I will have to go all the way to your bathroom, struggle to take this tight pants on then come all the way back." Ryan says
"Why do you have to change in the bathroom? Just change in here. I don't care."
"Okay but you have to look away."
"Are you fucking five? Okay, whatever."
I look at my TV. I try to put on Netflix but it's being super slow making the TV pitch black and really reflective. I try not to look, but I couldn't help myself. He is in only boxers and I feel like a middle schooler looking through the hole to the girl's locker room. But, Ryan is really hot.
"Hey Matt."
My heart stops.
"Hey Ryan."
"I don't have any clean pajamas. I wish I would've realized this when I had clothes on."
"Well can I get some for you? Or are you gonna make me be blindfold as I try to find some."
"No, it's fine."
I get up and go to my drawer getting some sweat pants and a shirt. I look up at Ryan, handing it to him. I can't help but stare at his body.
"Stop looking at me cunt."
"You just look so good. I'm sorry."
Ryan grabs onto my waist pulling me into a kiss. The sexual tension between us is driving me insane.
Ryan pulls back and puts on the pajama pants I gave him. I walk back to my bed and Ryan follows along. We both lay down. I lay on my side and feel Ryan slide his arm around me. We both drift off to sleep eventually.