Lost Before Bloom (Open Novella 2020)

Temptation...

Adrian

I couldn't possibly fathom what woke me up in the middle of the night until my mind registered the feeling of a hand wrapped around my side.  The feeling of breath gently blowing across my bare chest.  The feeling of Troy's head resting on my pec as he slept half on top of me.  That was when my body went into 'freak the fuck' out mode.  Every muscle of my being stilled as not to wake the twink lightly snoring on my chest.  I didn't know how or when he maneuvered across the void of bed space.  Whether he woke up scared or did it unconsciously.  This situation was either a wet dream come true or the start of my worst nightmare.

Without thinking much about it, I reached to his shoulder and slowly ran my fingers down his smooth back.  His skin was so soft and warm to the touch.  Suddenly, he gripped my side tighter, pulling himself further onto me.  One of his bare legs draped across mine with his hip sliding onto me.  Something pressed into my leg.  It was hard, thick, and oh my sweet baby Jesus.

My hand pulled away from his back faster than I intended.  He had to be sleeping.  There was no way this was happening with his timid state.  This had to be the same underlying need for comfort from before manifesting itself in his sleep.  As for, that, it happens to most guys while they're sleeping.  In fact, it was very painfully happening to me right now.  And as if right almost on cue, Troy slid his knee up higher.  Right up the top of my thigh and across my trunks, before stopping directly on the target.  This was now neither a wet dream nor a nightmare, it was both all wrapped up into one.

Ten years ago, horny teenage Adrian would have jumped at this pressing opportunity.  He wouldn't have questioned whether it was the right thing to do or not.  He would have jumped this little stud muffin's bones without giving it a second thought.  Now, twenty-six-year-old respectful adult Adrian was having a severe internal debate.  A debate which ended almost as soon as it started.

I tried in vain to slid myself out from underneath a very sleeping Troy.  To get all of the parts that very much shouldn't be touching each other right now apart.  Actually, it would probably be best to get as little skin contact as possible.  It took a combination of my sliding and pushing him over to get us separated.  After scooting Troy a couple more inches safely away from me, I let out a silent sigh of relief.

With my arm now slung behind my head, I tried to let the tension ease from my body.  However, after that whole ordeal, certain tension didn't seem to be going away on its own.  I slid out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.  As I didn't really need a shower anyway, I concentrated on scrubbing the tension away.  The water started to get cold as my tension went down the drain.  Once the rest of the suds were rinsed off, I turned off the now cold shower and dried off.  After everything was securely tucked away back in my trunks, I headed back to the bedroom.  Before getting back in bed, I put on a pair of joggers for extra protection.  Protecting myself from whatever else Troy was going to do in his sleep.

After making myself comfortable once again under the still warm covers, I put my forearm behind my head.  My eyes just closed as Troy slid his back right up against my side.  His barely covered perfect little tush pushing right into my hip.  This time a louder sigh escaped my lips.  The only sign that Troy might have even been responding was by pushing his butt further into me.  Apparently, my wet nightmare was far from over for the night.  I tried to fall back asleep, but it kept eluding me.  The heat radiating from Troy's body was making it next to impossible.

I didn't even know how long I had been lying there with Troy snuggled up against me.  Eventually, I started to give up on sleeping at all.  The temptation lying beside me overtook my better judgment.  I rolled to my side to face him and draped my arm around his slender frame.  My hand gently grasped his bicep as his back snuggled into my chest.  Just as I was second-guessing myself, one of his hands latched onto the back of mine, holding it in place.