The Misadventures As House Mates [boyxboy]

House Mates: Five

Wow, chap five....and I already have 1000+ reads, 50+ votes and over 20 comments at last count, you guys are effing amazing!

Dedicated to koko101 for a mass vote spree on a lot of my stories lol. THANKS!

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 Ryan

Sagan’s back was plastered to my front, breathing evenly and emanating heat like a small furnace. His ass cradled my throbbing member tauntingly. But I was known for my control for a reason. The clock on my bedside table proclaimed it to be sometime after eleven, and I couldn’t help but smile. He’d been out for some two hours, head cradled in the joint of my shoulder, and legs wrapped up in mine. Lifting my hand from his naked hip, I traced his cheek and jaw.

      I knew the instant he awoke. His hips adjusted several times, and his back arched to stretch it.

     “Ryan? Where am I?”

     His voice was thick and gravelly from sleep. His breathing deepened as he inhaled harshly a few times.

     Beating back the urge to chuckle, I spoke softly into his ear, “We’re in my bed. And unfortunately, we have to move soon and get dressed. The ‘rents will be home soon and I don’t think they’ll appreciate seeing us together this way.”

     Sagan rolled on to his stomach groaning into the pillow, “Gah, I don’t want to move. I’m comfortable.”

     Out right laughing, I sat up, pulling the bed sheets with me, exposing Sagan down to where the spine dipped before meeting with the pelvis.

     Suddenly he turned back over, nearly uncovering himself in the process. His green eyes were unfocused and he squinted, even in the dim lighting of my room.

     Flicking his nose gently, I told him, “Think of it this way, our parents sleep downstairs so once they’ve gone to sleep you can sneak over here and vice versa. We’ll have warning as well because the third step creaks.”

     He grinned at that. Sagan looked over at the clock, groaning again. He climbed out and began picking up his scattered clothes. Then he picked up his shredded boxers.

     “Ryan, I know we both get excited and impatient, but I can’t just go around replacing boxers all the time. Please have a little more respect for my clothes.”

     Laughing I said, “Will try Sagan, but I’m not promising much more than that.”

     “I don’t understand your need to rip things,” he grumbled.

      I laughed harder, “Says the man who got pissed at me and tore up the boxers I had in the cargo container. I had to hang loose for two days!”

     Sagan began laughing too, “So I did, but it was hard to focus whenever you got aroused and refused to fix it. I think I screwed myself over on that part.”

    I watched him walk across the hall, carpet muffling what steps he took, and throw the boxers in his waste basket. His back flexed as he moved, the visual doing nothing to ease my throbbing member. Trying to ignore it, I got up and began getting dressed too.

     “Hey Sagan, meet me downstairs.” His answering grunt was load enough that I chuckled.

Moments later, Sagan was sitting in the kitchen as I walked around, making two sandwiches. A comfortable silence settled between us. He sat at the island countertop with his head squished between his hands.

     After placing a paper plate in front of him, I sat next to him and said, “So, how did you feel being tied up?”

     He glanced at me as his face began reddening. He glanced away but within seconds his eyes were back on mine. “I liked it and I realized that I trusted you more than I thought. Certainly took more trust than I thought.”

     Smiling at his answer I began eating. After a moment, Sagan also picked up his sandwich, tucking into it with gusto. After a few minutes Sagan asked, “Where did you learn of…the rougher play?”

     Glancing at Sagan, his green eyes intense on mine, I answered honestly, “When I got…intimate with Brandon, I gripped his arms above his head. The idea of having a limited control over someone like that had me aroused so much that I almost combusted spontaneously. So I researched it and kind of explored what I liked and didn’t like with Brandon.”

     His gaze had turned to his sandwich, his look so contemplative that I thought he was trying to gain the secrets of life from it. Eventually he said to his sandwich, “His loss,” and took another bite out of it.

     Between bites of my sandwich I couldn’t help but chuckle.

     Finally, we finished our sandwiches and moved to the living room. With the TV on low, we sat with my arm across his shoulders. Another few hours passed watching it and talking before we heard our parents’ car pull up in the drive. Looking at Sagan, I sighed and said, “I suppose now would be the time to tell you that we have to separate.”

     He cast the front door behind a withering look. Stiffly and with reluctance he spoke, “See you later Ryan.”

     I watched as his butt disappeared up the stairs, seconds before both parents came through the door, laughing. Neither of them noticed me on the couch.

     “I told you Elena, I can’t dance,” said Harley, his eyes fixated on Sagan’s mom. “And you just refuse to accept that fact.”

     Elena just laughed, the sound carefree and young, “Harley, you were just fine on the dance floor. We could argue this all night.”

     Their childish bickering continued until I heard their door shut, effectively muffling their noise.

     In muted glow of the TV, I grinned. My life had officially been turned upside down.

     Let the next set of adventures begin, I thought to myself.

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OMG, I am sooooo sorry I haven't uploaded in awhile, been busy busy. This is a short and rather boring chapter I know but I had to end it somewhere. Next chapter should be a little more interesting.

And to those that have commented........You will eventually find out who put them in the cargo container, however it won't be until much later so please be patient. I'm aiming for this to be longer than the Misadventures with more characters and a more indepth plot. So no, you won't find out who put them in there within the first few chapters. If that's what you were hoping for, well...you're outta luck.

Anyway, until next time, comment, vote or fan if you want to my lovely readers :)