Broken Memories [Shoey Dawceffa]

Chapter 17

Shane wakes up sweating, he feels something hot next to him and he asks himself why the hell did he covered himself last night with the sheets, since it's not usual from him. Otherwise the other mornings, he feels happy, weirdly happy even. Something is out but he wants to keep it this way even if he feels his mouth dry and desperately needs a glass of water.

He tries to move from his place, to stretch himself but the body wrapped around his chest doesn't allow him to. He looks at the side and sees Joey with his eyes shut, long eyelashes gently touching his cheek bones, lips parted, hair rested on Shane's chest, he's sweating as well and his cheeks are a bit rosy. Shane gives with himself smiling with the sight and doesn't hesitate on caressing his temple and giving a kiss on top of Joey's head.

When he sees Joey moving he panics and silently prays for the boy staying asleep because he has the feeling that he had one of those dreams again because he's with a morning boner and fuck, no, Joey is right next to him. But the green eyed boy only adjust himself on his best friend's body and groans a bit, brushing their skins together.

That's when Shane freezes and opens his eyes widely in shock. He feels something hard on his leg as well and he is sure his cock isn't that big. That's Joey's. Joey is fucking naked, wrapped around him. He is fucking naked in the same bed, with his best friend and both have a boner.

"What the hell." He whispers and tires his best to sit up on the bed, making Joey pulling away from him. He's literally in panic, confused and he never wanted to get the hell out of the bed in the morning so bad. That's really weird for Shane, especially when he has Joey cuddling with him the way he is. These times he just wants to stay in bed all day holding his life in his arms.

His life.

"Oh my god," Shane is fighting with himself. He has his heart racing and he takes his hands to his forehead and pulls his hair out, trying to catch his breathe. "Holy shit." He can only say sentences like this.

His hands slide down to his face and he rubs his cheeks hard. "What the hell did I do?" he looks down at the peaceful boy and it doesn't make him less anxious because Shane has this thing of examining Joey's face to the little detail and that not only makes him adore his best friend even more that also makes him notice the hickey exposed on Joey's neck.

That's it. Shane remembers and that's why he's hard right in the morning. It wasn't a dream and he drugged his best friend. He drugged his best friend and then he fucked him senseless like he always wanted. Shane took Joey's virginity and that won't make Joey happy. No, fuck, he just lost his virginity to his supposed straight best friend. This is so messed up.

Did I hurt him? Shane thinks. He doesn't see Joey having lube around in the house so he went deep and dry on Joey. That shouldn't turn Shane on like it does.

Of course Shane wanted to be Joey's first. God, if he wanted... But before fucking him hard - or let Joey fucking him - like he dreamt about, he wanted to make love to him. He wanted it to be gentle, tender and filled with passion. Maybe he would take Joey to a nice restaurant, to their first date, - because no, they never went on a date, of course not - then they would take a walk on the moonlight and just afterwards Shane would bring Joey home - or even to a nice hotel - light some candles, put on those calm, relaxing songs that Joey likes to hear while bathing, serve some champagne and spread roses - better, daisies - around the big bed full of pillows. Cliché, but Shane knows Joey would love it. He'd offer it to Joey, would make it perfect for him.

But it's not like Shane had ever thought that he would ever go this far with Joey. They're best friends and best friends only. Joey made it clear that they can't. More like he doesn't want to. They never talked about that day, when Shane made it clear that he wanted Joey to kiss him and he denied it and even if they should have, Shane knew how the conversation would went to.