Move In, Lights Out
A strong, bright white pierced through his eyelids and forced Parker to wake up— god, he really needed to remember to fully shit his curtains. His There would always be that one gap that the sunlight would shine through, waking him up with a horrid white light every morning, an hour or so earlier than the time he should actually be up. Shuffling in his bed, he closed his eyes for a couple more seconds, sighing as he tried to get away from the light. But everything was bathed in the bright morning sun, and the cold early morning air was flowing against his skin. His blanket wasn’t exactly keeping him warm.
But what pierced his brain wasn’t the brightness of the sunlight. It was much worse, a realization that this was a ‘morning after’. At least that’s what it seemed like, and from his sleepy adventures, he felt awkward for basically molesting the poor man. He could picture himself cringing about his sexual advances last night. It had nothing to do with Noah, he was horny, and the beer he had drank got to him. Sure, Noah was attractive and sweet— but they were friends. Gay guys would do this all the time, Parker said to himself— do things with each other, but this was just uncalled for. Parker slowly got up as he looked to his side, noticing that the man was there, asleep.
"Fuck." Parker whispered softly to himself, wanting to slap some sense into his past self.
Noah grunted softly as the morning sun seeped into the windows and slowly pricked at his brain to rouse him. Since he had slept on his side for so long, Noah let out another grunt and rolled to his back to feel more comfortable. With Parker now out of bed, Noah's legs stretched out, splayed on the mattress and exposed the crotch of his sweat pants that had a faint dried patch of the seed that he spilled last night when Parker touched him so intimately.
And now with the light on his face, Noah's brows started to twitch a bit as his body started to tingle with feeling. Needless to say the bulge started to become prominent as normal male anatomy would dictate every morning. All for Parker to see. And as the man squirmed slowly, the muscles under his tight shirt rippled until finally, he moved his hand to his face to rub off the sleep.
Ash opened his eyes and slowly sat up on the bed and looked around. His brain tried to recover the things that happened the night before to make sense of his current state and he then remembered that he was in Parker's place. Quickly, the consciousness was poured on him like cold water and he finally saw the man when he glanced around. To be quite honest, he looked good in the morning. But seeing his gaze made him realize his own state of erection and he discreetly bent his legs to cover the bulge. And a blush came to his cheeks when he saw the faint marks that his cum left on his sweat pants. Which didn't help as the memory of how Parker squirmed against him made his cock twitch. He placed his hand slowly to his crotch then.
"Good morning..." Noah mumbled through his bedroom voice and smiled tightly. "How long have you've been up?" he then asked and hoped that Parker wasn't up long enough to see how his own body betrayed him the very first thing in the morning.











