Lost Before Bloom (Open Novella 2020)

Lost...

Adrian

It was in the wee hours of the morning and I couldn't fall back asleep. A very naked Troy sleeping half on top of me was preventing sleep from overtaking me once again. My arm wrapped around his shoulder with my hand resting on his thin back. Slowly moving with every rise and fall of his ribs as he lightly breathed calm breaths. My other arm laid flung behind my head, holding my drifting brain within my skull. Quietly wondering how I ended up so lucky for this man to literally fall into my lap.

The past few days have been a whirlwind of emotions, probably for both of us. From the disappearance so many years ago, to the reappearance on my front doorstep in the middle of the night. From not uttering a single word to having a full-blown conversation. From being quiet and conservative to becoming a freak in the sheets. That last part still made me smile, not to mention eliciting another reaction elsewhere. How the fuck did I ever get so lucky to have sex with my teenage celebrity crush. Just the thought of me being inside him and vice versa was making me throb. The object of my current obsession pressed firmly into my side. Ever so desperately I wanted to wake his skinny ass up. To go another round or two like we did the day before.

The other part of my brain was perfectly content holding this little angel right where he was at. Sleeping comfortably on top of me without a care in the world. Without a care about the past or what may be waiting in the future. Here for the moment sleeping with me and perfectly happy doing so. That same part of my mind also knew that sooner or later, something was going to happen. Troy's past life still existed in some extent out there in the world. It was only a matter of time before he had to face up to it once again. And considering that other than just fucking around and me helping him out, that was pretty much all we were at the moment. The selfish part of my brain wanted to keep him here, sleeping next to me, forever.

My bladder making its need to be emptied known wasn't helping matters at all. I had already discovered that Troy was a sound sleeper and getting out from underneath him more than likely wouldn't wake him. It was just the fact that I was so fucking comfortable that I didn't want to. However, as I wasn't sure if he was into water sports, especially sleeping, I decided to take the chance. Troy's hand slid across my abs as I slowly slid across the mattress from his sleeping form. His beautiful face gently sunk into the pillow after clearing my shoulder. Once clear of my completely naked and sleeping teenage crush, my feet swung off the side of the bed before lightly stepping onto the carpet.

Tiptoeing across the pitch-black room was something that I had done many times before. My brain knew the way every without turning on the lights. Once inside the bathroom, I closed the door as quietly as I could. With the door completely closed, I flipped on the vanity light. Trying to aim at the toilet was most definitely challenging with my dick at raging full attention. I briefly considered taking care of the problem at hand but decided against it as I wanted to save that for Troy. With my hand holding my weight against the wall, I adjusted the angle of my body so as not to piss all over the place. It was a challenge, but one gladly worth taking considering the consequences.

After relieving myself, I washed my hands before turning off the light and heading back to bed. The minute that my body was back under the covers, Troy found my naked body and curled himself back half on top of me. Only this time, his lips lightly kissed my pec. His hand slid down the middle of my abs, brushed through my happy trail, over my trimmed pubes, and loosely wrapped around the base of my shaft. There was no grasping or stroking, it just stayed in place with his thumb on one side and fingers on the other. The full mast rested against the back of his hand. The sensation was both enjoyable and frustrating at the same time.

The horny side of my mind contemplated whether Troy was still asleep or not. That question was answered when he kissed my pec again before thrusting his length into my side. I wanted him so fucking bad that I could almost taste him on my tongue. Troy thrust again, only this time I could feel the wetness that oozed from his slit. Troy gripped the base of my shaft as he slid on top of me. His mouth started kissing my collar bone before moving up the side of my neck. His thin body soon covered the top of mine as his hand positioned the tip of my now leaking cock at his entrance. His lips kissed up the side of my jaw before finally landing on my lips.