Page 14 of Footlights and Forever

“Sure, what were you thinking?”

“Maybe we can watch a movie on your bed or something?”Does he look worried right now?His gaze flitted around the room as if he was afraid that I was going to tell him to leave. He had another think coming if he thought he was getting out of my room right now, dressed in my clothes and looking like all my birthday and Christmas wishes had come true at once.

“Yeah, let’s do that.” I grabbed my laptop off the desk and loaded up Dirty Dancing, because why the hell not when I had my very own Johnny right here. Austin smiled and jumped onto my bed, lifting the covers and slipping underneath.

I positioned my laptop on a chair and stood awkwardly at the edge of the bed, not fully sure what I was supposed to be doing there. That lasts only a second before Austin lifted the duvet. “Come on, get under here. It’s cold.”

I pressed play on the movie and slid beneath the sheets, the cool fabric chilly on my skin. We laid side by side in my bed, his head resting on my pillow, propped up with his arm behind his head under the pillow. His scent was so masculine and powerful and so fucking close that it invaded all my senses. I dared not move in case I did something stupid, like brush my hand over his cock and then I would have no choice but to dip my head under the blanket and get my first taste of him.

“I love this movie.” He turned his head towards me and smiled.

“Yeah me too.” My voice came out strained.

We watched for the next ten minutes or so in silence as we watched Baby’s introduction to Kellermans in the Catskills anddancer Johnny. I was so engrossed in the movie that I didn’t feel it initially, but more and more of Austin’s foot connected with my own, pressing closer until his leg rested over my own. Once again I lay motionless, reveling in the feel of his skin against my own. I let ten and then twenty minutes go by.

Make a fucking move! He obviously wants you! Fucking do something, you loser!My inner horny demon screamed against the inside of my skull. I didn’t get the chance though as a heavy arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me hard against him. I braced myself for the first taste of Austin Ridge when his cheek came to rest on my cheek and a snore ripped free from Austin’s throat.

Well there goes your chance, asshole! Motherfucker fell asleep.

I brought my arm to rest around Austin’s shoulder and let him relax on my chest, his soft gentle snores like music to my ears as I watched Baby fall for the love her life as the love of mine slept peacefully in my arms.

Chapter 6

“You can date whoever you want, but you should marry the nerds and the good guys.” - Sheryl Sandberg

Dylan

Istirred as a heavy weight lifted from my chest, the morning light streaming through the shutters on windows. Beams of light tried to pierce their way through the skin of my eyelids. I groaned as the warmth that was all around me was slowly pulled away.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry!”Who the fuck is that?My eyes darted open to find a sleep-rumpled and startled Austin Ridge sitting upright in my bed, looking down at me cautiously while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “I fell asleep in your bed.”

Okay here goes the gay panic routine,I thought to myself; it kinda sucked because he’d been doing so well.

“Hey, sorry I should have woken you up.” I pulled the covers up around myself, creating a barrier between us so he didn’t feel too exposed. “I texted your mom that you would be staying here as we were having an all-night study session.”

“You did?” A confused look crossed his face.

“Yeah sorry, I should have really woken you up then and sent you home, but you were dead to the world.” I retreated further across the bed.

“It’s Saturday right?” he asked, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Yeah.”

“Oh that’s cool, then I can sleep some more.” He shocked the shit out of me by reaching across the bed and pulling downwards until I was lying back in my original position. He rested his head on my chest, slinging an arm across my waist and pulling me closer towards him. “Sorry, you were super comfy, so I have no plans to move for the next hour.”

Carefully I lowered my arm until it rested gently on his back. With that contact he made a kind of growling happy bear sound, pushing his back towards my palm. “I like it when people tickle and scratch my back.”

I slowly raked my nails up and down his back, his breath coming in short, stuttered pants across my chest. The side of his mouth pressed into the skin of my pecs, and I dug my fingers deeper into his back. “That’s so fucking good, Dylan.” His moaning short-circuited my thought process, but the deep timbre of his voice went straight to my cock which got instantly hard in my shorts. I prayed he didn’t move closer to me, otherwise he was gonna have a very hard dick pressed into his belly.

“Austin, not that I need to stop or anything,” I cursed myself inwardly for asking the question that needed to be asked, “but what’s happening right now?” I didn’t let up on the tight muscles of his back, working my fingers now into the knots of his trap muscles.

“What do you mean?” he groaned against me.

“I mean we are both half-dressed, in my bed,” I began, “and you were naked, and now you’re not. But I mean you’re almost naked, and you’re wearing my underwear in bed, with me. You’re lying on my chest While I play with your back. What’s going on with all that?”

He stiffened slightly, his head lifting but only enough to rest his chin on my chest. He stared off at the wall, his eyes darting up after a second to meet mine. “I don’t know,” he murmured. “I keep thinking I should maybe say something, but I don’t know what it is I’m supposed to say. I don’t know what’s happening other than I really like it. I know that yesterday when you said you didn’t want to hang out with me anymore, it felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach and yanked my heart out through my throat.”

“Ouch,” I laughed lightly, my fingers trailing slowly and featherlight across his shoulder.

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