Psycho

CHAPTER 16

  The morning appeared to creep in a little too early. The piercingly blinding sun rose in its pleasant warmth, towering over. Its divergent beams seeped into the room delicately, warm rays befalling the milky white smooth skin entwined with the darker hairier skin. Limbs tangled, morals loose as both bodies snuggled up against each other.

  Each let out steady breaths and mild snores, one against jet black strands of hair and the other, a hard and slightly hairy chest leading to a happy trail down below. Arms wrapped both men, legs over and under bodily warmth.

  Several minutes past and the smaller male began to squirm, gradually regaining consciousness. His awakening limbs stretched for good measure, accidentally nudging against the man by his side making him too begin to shift consciously.

  The boy's hand came to wipe over his eyes as he managed to rise up to a sitting position. His exposed torso reflected the sun's rays almost angelically but he quickly failed to realize that that wasn't the only heat he was receiving.

  His eyes wandered over the room. When had he come to his room? His mind racked for answers but came up with nothing.

  He then turned to his side, where a few low and tired groans and ruffles were coming from. Once he found him, his eyes widened and his heart picked at the sight.

  Colton himself was already sitting up too, his veiny arms pinning into the mattress for support.

  Both nude at the torso and by the looks of it, their nethers were unclad as well. Colton's eyes pried open and he was immediately struck with a pounding sensation in his head.

  His hands reached up, feeling his aching cranium as he released low grunts of pain.

What happened?

  He then lowered his hand a tad, lightly massaging his throbbing temples, unaware of the trembling boy just centimeters beside him.

  The younger boy couldn't believe it. His stinging eyes fixed upon the older man as his lips vibrated in pangs of sobs. His fingers spasmed as they laid upon his lap clothed by nothing but a thin blanket they'd appeared to be sharing.

  Colton's eyes fluttered, gradually losing the blurriness to his sleepy eyes. His gaze then derailed, settling upon the younger boy in sights of disbelief. He was practically and instantly stunned.

  Something shattered in him once  he felt a slight breeze simmer over his  chest and stomach. His eyes quickly lowered. His shirtless torso glowed in the morning sun but that wasn't his only surprise. Why was he naked? Why was S naked? Why were they both naked and in the same bed? and...

I was drunk!

The boy seemed to let his stinging eyes release the pleading tears as he carefully scooted away from the man the best he could, all while clutching on the thin blanket that covered his core nudity.

"What the fuck are you doing in my bed?!" Colton boiled, ignoring his beating head as a raging fist banged down with a soft thud upon the mattress.

  S was as shocked as he was, his own self inwardly crumbling in fear of what might have transpired between them the previous night. How did they end up in a bed, naked and... snuggling?

  His brain stirred for an explanation but he could recall nothing. All he remembered was being shoved to the ground by a drunken Colton, after that....it was all just a blur.

  All Colton could see in the boy's shivering form was red. Rage clouded his mind to the point where he hadn't even noticed that this was actually the boy's bed. They were in his room.