Justin rolled over in bed and blinked his eyes, yeah, he definetly had a hangover. He tried to stand but stumbled back into the bed, a little blurry still. When his eyes began to adjust he grabbed for his glasses by his bedside. He threw them on and his focus was practically normal, although the side effects of alcohol made it a little shy of perfect.
He stood up and stretched, standing their in his boxers, he made the perfect morning sight for peeping eyes. He just didn't know he was being watched, at least, he didn't remember. As he turend back towards his bed he practically jumped out of his own skin. He had a bedmate, a fast asleep, hot as fuck bedmate. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, looked, then put them back on and looked again, but each time, the image didn't change....their in his bed was Wade.
It wasn't that he didn't like the idea of Wade being in his bed, but Wade was one of the hottest guys in school, also, completely straight...or at least, as much as Justin knew last night. The thoughts of what could have happened only made the situation worse, morning wood didn't need any encouragement. Slowly he walked back to the bed and sat down, contemplating whether or not waking Wade up would be smart.
The party began to replay through his mind, and he could remember all the beer, the shots...the jello shots. He remembered the game of truth or dare that ended when Brian wouldn't make out with Kevin.....not just because neither of them was gay, but because they were cousins. He remembered the game of I Never in the hot tub, which ended when he fell asleep and someone had to grab him from under the water. After that it was relatively a blur, he remembered getting a ride home, but he didn't remember who, and how he got into his house was beyond him.
Apparently Wade had been a big part in that, but he didn't know why. Although they went to the same parties, and hung out with same crowd they were far from good friends. Justin was openly gay, and although most kids in school had no issue with it, most weren't exactly buddies with him. He was a star amongst the popular crowd, mostly with the girls and some of the guys, but Wade was a part of that crowd from his athletic abilities. His talents included quarterback, wrestler and swimmer, truly multi-faceted....and enough to drive all the girls in school insane...and of course, Justin.
Simple pleasantries were exchanged during lunch between the two of them, and gym, the only classes they shared, but elsewhere they made no plan of meeting up and chatting. They went to parties together, and movies, but always with mutual friends, sat near each other, but never next to each other....not close enough for this...but Justin didn't know what this was.
He blushed to himself as he tried to decide if they had had sex. He didn't feel like he had lost his virginity, but he didn't know what it would feel like. And he didn't know if he had done anything else, because...you wouldn't feel that. That just made him blush even more, he felt like a loser. Although popular, he was far from being experienced, afterall, he knew no other gay guys in school, and he wasn't about to flaunt it in front of the guys from other schools.
His time spent thinking was giving Wade time to wake up, and slowly the teen started to roll in the bed. Justin watched intently, the sheets pulling back, exposing Wade's muscular chest and abs, a sight Justin had seen before but had never been able to adore like this. Justin decdied at this point that it would be smart to try and wake Wade himself, so he didn't look like a perv staring at him.
"Wade, wake up man." Justin shook him lightly and since he was already starting to, his eyes opened easily, adjusting. His face turned into a smile that confused Justin as he yawned and sat up. Justin couldn't help but take the oppurtunity to stare again, this time at Wade's waistline, etched out in muscle, defined by the boxer brief waistband that wrapped it.
"What time is it?" Wade asked, still smiling. Justin melted into that smile, staring.
"Uh, like ten." He replied, looking at the clock that his body was blocking.
"Does your mom know I'm here?"
"Uh, no, I don't know, I didn't know you were here til I woke up." Justin admitted, blushing.
"Oh, yeah, well, I mean, you were pretty drunk at the party, and Britney didn't wanna leave, so I offered to take you home. So when I got here, you were still pretty bad, so I figured I would bring you up to your room, and well, I didn't take advantage of you I swear, but you started to kiss me, and well, I just figured I would stay, that's all." Wade said, which made Justin stammer, his mouth dropping to his feet. That's when Wade started to laugh, a sinister smirk on his face.
"What's so funny? I fucking made a pass on you drunk and your laughing." Justin said, shocked at his own actions.
"Calm down man, I'm just kidding. I brought you up here cause you couldn't walk up the stairs. It was late, my parents don't like me come home after midnight, so I figured I would crash. You didn't kiss me, which is a cool thing, cuz I don't like to kiss on a first date, makes me think the date is easy." Wade laughed again as Justin blushed.
"So, um, are you gay then?" Justin asked, then reached to cover his mouth with his hands, embarrassed at his own question. "I'm sorry, of course you aren't gay, you were just kidding again. I am such an ass."
"You've never been weird like this, it's odd." Wade laughed. "You need to relax, but you do look cute blushing like that." A sincere smile crossed over Wade's face as he pulled the blanket down and adjusted himself. "I am gay man, but you can't tell anyone....I don't know that I want people to know...ya know?"
Justin sat there flabbergasted, then of course, he realized he needed to say something and blushed again. "Um, no, I won't tell anyone, I know what it's like, you shouldn't say anything to anyone until you're ready."
"Thanks man, so, uh, you cool now? I mean, with me being here and you're not going freak out again, we could just hang out and talk?" Wade asked, hoping the answer would be yes.
"Yeah, no problem." Justin said ethusiastically as he sat there, not sure where to start though. "Uh, thanks for complimenting me." It was instilled in Justin to thank people for being nice, and although it led him to blush again, he had to be appriciative, plus, if it made Wade think he was cute, he would blush all it was wanted.
"No problem, you're really cute, I just wished that I would have been able to say something earlier. It's sucked not telling anyone, especially when you hang out with a cute guy who happens to be gay all the time."
Justin blushed again, sitting in silence, it came to him in this moment, that he had never been flirted with, truly flirted with. He wanted to savior the moment, relish it for the rest of his life, at the age of 17, most would have already felt this feeling, but for him, it was brand new.
"So, what's your mom gonna say when I go to leave?" Wade asked with a smile, as he patted the bed next to him and Justin slid back under the covers, sitting beside him. Wade pulled the blanket over the both of them, and Justin suddenly noticed how warm a bed was when it was shared.
"I don't know, um, we never really discussed ground rules like that. I've, well I never had anyone over." Justin replied, feeling even stupidier.
"Man, my mom and dad would freak if they caught me in my room with a girl. I remember this one time, I was upstairs with Marissa, we were really getting comfortable and my dad walked in. Twenty minutes later she was out the door, and my dad was screaming louder than I've ever heard."
"Twenty minutes later?" Justin asked, confused.
"Uh, yeah, my dad was letting me finish, ya know." Wade said blushing, rubbing his bed head in embarrassment for not thinking before he spoke.
"You had sex with Marissa Croskey?" Justin said, and realized how childish he sounded after it came out of his mouth.
"Yeah, uh, a couple times." Wade said, and where as he normally would be bragging about it to the guys, he realized how rude it was to point out to Justin. For some reason it felt like an entirely different conversation then the ones he was use to having. "I'm sorry, I sound like a real ass, don't I?"
"No, no, I just, it's nothing, I mean, I just didn't know, you said you were gay." Justin said, still confused.
"I am, I just never did anything about it. I've kinda been trying to hide it, so I've been dating girls. I don't know how to tell my parents, so I figured it would be easier to hide it by flaunting the girls I was with. And so far I think it's work, cuz I don't think anyone knows.....well except you." Wade said, still feeling dirty, as though he was coming off like a perv.
"Oh, I understand." Justin did understand, he didn't agree with it, but he understood.
"You can be honest, do I sound like a bad person." Wade asked, with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
"No, not like a bad person, you're just caught up in it I guess." Justin said, trying to ease Wade's worries.
"Well, what about you, have you dated?" Wade said, changing the topic.
"I dated Britney, freshman year, before I came out I mean. We didn't do anything though, except for kiss, which was awkward, and she told me when I came out that she knew all along. So, substantial dating, no, never." Justin, for the third time this morning felt like he was a loser, a feeling that he was beginning to dislike for obvious reasons.
"Wow, I guess I understand that though. I've never been substantial, just hiding it." Wade said, shaking his head as he relaxed in the bed. "I feel really bad though, I mean, for dating those girls, and for having sex with them, or ya know, whatever I did with them. Like I lied ya know?"
"I'm sure they would understand, hell, I'm sure they all enjoyed it. " Justin said, thinking in his head that the comment would come out right, but after it was spoke out loud, it really didn't. Wade just started to laugh, to the point where it got rather loud, as he tried to catch his breath. Justin blushed, but then started to laugh too and it wasn't long into the laughter of the two that he got a knock on the door.
"Justin what's so funny?" Justin froze and Wade tried to subside his laughter as his mother was the voice beyond the door.
"Nothing mom, just uh, this text message that Britney sent me." Justin lied, hoping the questioning dropped there.
"Okay, come downstairs soon, you can't sleep the whole Sunday afternoon away."
Justin and Wade both sighed in relief as they heard footsteps walking away and down the hall.
"So, as much as I'd love to touch on the fact that you think I've satisfied all those girls....the more pressing issue would be how to get me out of your house without your mom knowing." Wade said with a smile.
"Um, you could crawl out the window, I use to sneak out that way." Justin suggested.
"No problem, I hate to go though Justin, I enjoyed this." Wade said with another smile as he stood up and started to dress. Justin couldn't help but admire the chiseled body that dressed in front of him. He watched as Wade pulled his pants on and then his shirt, then finally stepping into his shoes and turning around, catching Justin's watchful eyes. "I'll see you at school tomorrow, save me a seat at lunch if you get the first." Wade smiled again and climbed down the tree outside Justin's window.
Justin watched as he walked down the street to his car, and then watched as it pulled away and drove out of view. He sighed an odd sigh, he had been thorougly embarrassed by his comments and yet he had enjoyed every second of sharing a bed with Wade. Just the thought made him blush again and he simmered in the happy feeling.