Yes, Mr. Demon Boy? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Mason

I woke up with an excruciating pain in my abdomen and Casp yelling "Mase, get up! I already gave you ten extra minutes sweet cheeks! Up! Get up! Up!"

By the last few sentences, he was pouncing up and down on me, sending a tingle to my downstairs and both my heads into a frenzy.

"I'm getting up," I grumbled, making an attempt to push him off me. He cheered, then promptly jumped off my waist and onto the floor.

He was already wearing his crisp white button up and my favorite gray trousers (they hugged his ass so nicely), his bow tie was hanging around his neck untied, and his hair was in its perfect quiff that we were used to. He was smiling down at me as I stared at him, glad to see he was through with his self-pity party and "casual" attire; promptly dressed by 6:50. His bright brown eyes made my insides tingle.

He was back.

To satisfy him, I tossed back my covers and stumbled out of bed to my dresser, simultaneously pulling off my pants. I heard Casp awkwardly clear his throat as I reached to take off my boxers. I glanced at him over my shoulder and smirked at how uncomfortable he looked.

"Caspy, we're best friends. Now that I've seen you naked, it's your turn," and with that sentence, and a horrified look from Casp, I yanked down my boxers and went fishing through my drawer for another pair. I could feel his eyes on my back-more importantly my ass-as I slowly pulled on a pair of tight briefs. I smiled to myself, and then turned around to get my jeans.

But before I could make it to my closet, the sound of Casp's rapidly beating heart had me looking up at him. His eyes were wide, latched onto my lower region and the not so small bulge coming from my underwear. I couldn't help but smile at how surprised and utterly hot he looked as his eyes traveled up my body. But when they hit my own, I full out laughed. When he realized I had caught him staring, his face turned a bright crimson as he broke into a coughing fit, turning away from me mortified.

I pulled on my jeans and a t-shirt quickly, before I walked over and gave him a little slap on the shoulder on account of the fact he was still coughing. Once I did, he instantly stopped, but the connection of our eyes turned his face a light pink once again. I smiled, chuckling, then reached for his bowtie. I let my fingers wind around the cloth as I pulled it together for him. I tugged on the edges of the finished product, straightening it out.

When I was satisfied I looked down-a whole two inches-at Casp, who was watching me in awe.

"How did you know how to do that?" his voice was lower than usual and it made me shiver. I hoped he didn't notice.

"I've watched you do it enough times, I figured I'd try it out," I told him. He smiled, then his hand reached up and found the back of my neck and his fingers ran over my skin soothingly as he grinned at me. My eyes flashed to his suspended arm in a surprised matter; Casp had never done anything like that before. And he realized it, too. Suddenly his eyes widened as his mind registered the intimate action he had done. He quickly dropped his arm, clearing his throat, and I couldn't help but feel my heart drop a little.

His eyes wandered awkwardly around the room for a little, before they found mine again.

"So, how about breakfast then?"

I nodded and the both of us headed for the kitchen, eager to escape the weird atmosphere we created in my room. Once we opened the door, we were met with the raised voices of our two roommates.

"Oh come on, just eat my fucking cereal!" Terrance was saying to Zeke, standing over him as Zeke sat down at the kitchen island with an untouched bowl of lucky charms in front of him. Zeke shook his head, then crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair wordlessly. Terrance groaned in annoyance, then proceeded to slam the box of cereal back in the cabinet with gritted teeth.