50 shades of Smosh (Ianthony)

The morning after

Ian woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He rolled over to face it so that he could turn it off. 7:30 AM. After sitting up in bed and rubbing his eyes he saw the white mess on top of his blanket. Suddenly the memories of himself having had sexual dreams about his friend came flooding back. It was all a blur but the dream consisted of-

Anthony grabbing a firm grip on Ians penis whilst looking up into his eyes from his kneeling position and slowly bringing the erect organ towards his puckered lips. Anthony slowly shut his eyes as he let his hand and mouth work the magic. Ian clearly remembers enduring blissful orgasms within his dream, his head tilting back in complete lust as he ran his fingers through his lovers' now scruffy hair.

Anthony was his friend since practically forever, why was it that after so many years of 'just being friends' he was experiencing these emotions. Nothing overly sexual had ever happened between them... unless you consider their makeout session whilst creating their pokemon music video.. (that they later had to edit out).. they were only eighteen then though.. that was purely experimental.

Ian heard footsteps approaching his door again. He quickly yanked a half a dozen tissues from the box at his bed side and began to swipe at the mess that he retrospectively enjoyed making. There was a knock at the door. "Morning Ian, do you want me to make you some pancakes?"

Anthony asked slowly opening the door to peek through. He coudn't really see in much so he decided to open it further and before Ian could answer him or warn him against coming in, Anthony saw that Ian was attempting to rid his room of any evidence that showed he had been masturbating and let out a laugh with a hint of disgust "Uhhgghh-haaha!! Dude!! You should have told me you were jerking off, i wouldn't have barged in on you like that... how awkward."

Anthony didn't seem to think of it as such a big deal. That was strange to Ian. His face began to grow bright red and after Anthony noticed that he was making his friend uncomfortable he decided to leave. "Sorry man i'll go and uhhh.. make pancakes" he said, and with that Anthony made his way to the kitchen.

After Anthony left Ian looked to his feet in shame realising that he hadn't spoken through that whole awkward ordeal. Ian felt so confused.. he found himself asking questions like- "Why am i so rigid around Anthony all of a sudden?" and "Why am i having sensual dreams about him?"

He knew one thing for certain- Anthony was to never find out about how he had been thinking of him whilst making that white mess he had caught him cleaning up. This called for his diary. Whenever anything overly important happened to Ian regardless of how embarrassing or personal it may be, he always wrote it in his 'journal', that never really crossed his mind anyway as he had it under lock and key making sure to hide it in a secret compartment under his bed.

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I apologise if i made any spelling mistakes i went through the whole passage twice and couldn't pick up anything major.. i know it can be annoying :) HOPE YOU ENJOYED??