There's A Jock in My Bed! (BoyxBoy)

A/N:  Gay Romance. 

There’s a Jock in My Bed

Prologue : Forgetting to Remember

Ever had one of those mornings when you wonder, “What the hell did I do last night?”

That the consequences for them will come back to bite you in the ass and your world will crumble around you for that one stupid decision.

Well, this was one of those mornings.

“There’s a stranger in my bed

There’s a pounding in my head

Glitter all around the room.”

 I attacked my alarm clock with my hand, trying to get the lyrics of Katy Perry out of my noggin and shut it off.

I turned my head to the side slightly,  the sunlight stinging my eyes. I groaned and turned to the other side.

The room was silent but I heard something … that sounded like snoring? My eyes fluttered open and all I could see was the back of someone lying on my pillow.

Wait a minute ... this isn’t good. My vision got better and I realized I was in bed with … a guy.

“OH MY GOD!” I screamed and he shot up from his sleeping position. He looked around, disoriented for a moment, his blue eyes filled with confusion. He looked at me, then down at himself, then back to me. His eyes widened in horror and he jumped out of the bed. I jumped out to the side opposite him.

“What the fuck is going on!?” His deep voice yelled and my mouth just hung open. The only thing I could see was his tanned, toned chest. A sheet that was being stretched to its limits between us was covering his bottom half, much to my disappointment.. My face lit up with curiosity and I pointed at him.

“Please tell me you’re wearing pants,” He looked under the blanket and his face paled. I looked down as well andOH MY GOD, I’m naked too. I feel the heat creeping up my neck and I can tell I’m blushing. This is not good, not good at all.

I laughed nervously and started to pace, tugging him along with me while he tried to keep his lower regions covered.

“Can you stop?” He grumbled, annoyed.

I ignored him and kept on pacing.

What happened? What did we do?

“Did we have sex?” I stopped pacing and looked at him. He looked so scared and confused and his blue eyes had been cleared of all their sleepiness.

Yeah I guess waking up in another person’s bed - especially another guy’s -  will do that to ya..

“I’m not sure, but we’re both naked. I think that’s a telling sign.” His jaw clenched, but he looked at me with a light smile. Icould see a glimmer of hope in his eyes, or maybe it was just the sunlight. Either way he looked sort of relieved.

“M-Maybe we didn’t, I mean I don’t see a ...” He stopped and reached for something on the ground.

“What are you doing?”  He stood up again, a condom in his hands … a used condom. There was no longer any hope in his eyes.  

I smacked myself in the face and groaned loudly.

“My mom is going to kill me.”

There was a loud knock on the door. Speak of the devil…

“Evan open the door.” I heard my mom’s voice behind the door. God, she sounded pissed!

“Damn it.” I looked over to the other guy and ushered him over to the door. We both moved in unison, trying to keep the sheet between us.

“Get in my closet…” I whispered to him and he screwed his face into a frown.

“Do you want her to see you in my room naked? It’s going to look a hell of a lot suspicious don’t you think?”

“Evan, I said open this door young man!” Her voice rose in volume and if I didn’t open it soon she was going to kick it down.

“DO it!” I hissed at him. He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes, answering with a resounding, ”No.”

I grabbed the sheet from him and pushed him in, closing the door.

I opened my room and smiled sheepishly at my mother. She opened her mouth to speak, but looked at the sheet wrapped around my tiny little waist.