My mouth was dry. My head was pounding. My eyes stung at the sunlight. I was officially hungover, and it felt awful.
Not quite sure what was going on, I blinked a few times and squinted against the bright light. I was in my room, in my own bed. But I felt heavy and couldn't really move. Looking down a big meaty arm lay against my chest, and I followed it back to its owner who was on his front next to me and snoring lightly.
Looking at him sleeping there I flashed back to last night. How we'd gotten drunk with Nate and then crashed back in my room. How I'd touched and explored his muscles. He was a big guy and I had to admit at this point that he was really sexy, and I'd enjoyed the feeling of his muscles in my hand. But then, how he stripped me, and ordered me, and I'd serviced him until he blew his load onto me. I could barely believe what I'd done. It felt like some kind of crazy dream.
I could feel the warmth of him on my skin and realized that we were actually both still naked in the bed. After that, what had happened? I couldn't remember much past the cum on my face. But we must've gone back to bed. I raised a hand to face and couldn't feel anything on there. I guess I cleaned up first.
With having work later and no idea what time it was, I thought I should probably get up. I'd been in this position before with Aaron's arm on top of me a couple of nights before. He must just do that a lot. But like before when I tried to start moving him it jolted him a bit and he woke up.
"Miles? Morning bro." he mumbled.
"Hey. How are you feeling?" I muttered back.
"Shit."
We both chuckled a bit.
"You were funny last night man; you almost fell over like several times." A little smile came over his face, but his eyes stayed closed.
"Huh?"
"Don't remember? I mean, you were pretty drunk. Getting out of the shower you almost faceplanted, had to catch you."
"The shower?"
"Yeah bro. We had a shower because of all the cum on us." The matter of fact way he just said that, like it was no big deal.
"Oh right."
"Yeah I didn't think we'd both fit in, but we managed it and got my load out of your eyes. Sorry again about that."
"It's... it's okay." I really didn't know what to say about all this. His arm was still across me, and he gripped my shoulder and pulled me a bit closer, like a weird side-hug.
"Cool bro." He released me and his arm moved, liberating me. "Did you wanna get out?"
"Yeah I've got work in a bit. Should get myself sorted."
"Sure sure. Gotta gym today I should probably get up too. But not yet."
He lay still so I clambered over him and clapped him on the shoulder as I went, like he'd done to me a few times. As I started to gather up some clothes and get dressed I could hear the light snoring start back up. Looking back at him, honestly he did look a bit adorable. In the way a massive boulder asleep and snoring could.
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That 20 minute walk to work was strange. It was a pretty nice day with a cool breeze. Usually, I was daydreaming about what I could do with my life. But this day I was thinking mostly about Aaron. And his body. And his cock. I'd never touched another guy's cock before. Especially not the way he'd gotten me to pound it so aggressively. And the way he'd gripped me and grunted as he climaxed. It was powerful in a way that my ex-girlfriends could never have been. Was I gay now?
I spent most of my shift just mulling things over. I'd only been with girls before. Maybe I was bi? I didn't know what to think. But I had to be honest with myself and admit that I was attracted to Aaron. His friendly personality, his muscular body, his cock. Maybe I wasn't bi, and it was just Aaron I was attracted to? Fuck knows. All I knew was that I'd enjoyed what we did, and I wanted to do more.
But I was stuck at work.
Stacking shelves doesn't pass the time very well. It just gave me lots of thinking time. So much that by the time my shift was coming to an end I'd thought my way through everything and decided nothing.
As I left the store, I could see a familiar tank top walking towards me.
"Hey bro." Aaron strolled up and clapped me on the shoulder. "Finished work?"
"Yeah finally." I sighed back. I took in the tank top, shorts, backwards cap, and big gym bag on his shoulder. "Off to the gym then?"
"Yeah. Got my ass in gear finally. See you in a bit."
And away he went.
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"I know it's short, but I'll swing back around soon enough." Nate said.
"And you will give us more notice next time, won't you Nathan."
"Yes Mom." He sighed.
"Now Miles. Since it will take some time to return your brother, your father and I will be stopping off for dinner. You are free to have anything you'd like since we won't be back until late. Understand?"
"Yes Mom." I sighed.
"Well, we'd best not dawdle."
"Yes dear." Dad sighed.
And as quick and abruptly as he'd appeared, Nate and my parents were pulling out into the street and driving off. Heading back into the house it was oddly quiet. I hadn't been by myself in the house for a little while so I must just not be used to it.
