💕stenry💕

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We walked upstairs and into the kitchen. Victor was scooping scrambled eggs onto 3 separate plates with toast and sausage on them. "I smoked the rest of the blunt but you guys are lucky I'm always prepared.. I have a joint in my room you guys can smoke." Stanley walked over to the plates, "Which one is mine? Does it matter?" Vic shook his head and after Stan took his plate to the table and sat down I followed with mine. I set the plate down next to him and then turned to Vic. "Should I go grab it? Where's it at?" Victor sat down with his food across from where me and Stan decided to sit. "It's in the stash box in the desk next to my bed." I just nodded and ran own the hallway to his room before opening the first drawer I saw. I opened the box and was met with 4 beautifully rolled joints. I examined each of the rolled tips and smirked as I saw the heart shaped filter. "I hope he isn't saving this for his girlfriend." I laughed a bit to myself and ran back out to the kitchen. "You aren't saving the one with the heart tip right?" With a mouth full of eggs he replied. "Nope, just tried something new." I grabbed the lighter off of the counter and finally sat down next to Stanley who looked confused. "Heart tip?" I smiled and showed him the small cardboard filter that looks like a heart. "These filter the joints so you don't get weed in your mouth. You can do all kinds of designs and shapes." He Immediately grabbed it from me, "Oooo that's so cool, do you know how to do that Hen?" I glanced at Vic who was smirking at me, already knowing how horrible I am at rolling joint tips. "Uhh, nah I'm not that good at it." Stanley looked at Victor. "Can you teach me how to roll those? Please?" He shrugged, "Sure I don't see why not." Stanley turned to me with such a big smile, "Henry maybe you can learn how to do it too! We can both learn!" I could feel my face heating up as I scoffed. "I'm good.. I'll just teach you how to roll an actual joint after you learn how to roll the tips. ok?" His smile somehow got bigger and it melted my heart. "Sounds perfect! Now light this!.. please and thank you." He stuck the joint in between his lips and leaned in.

I grabbed the lighter and lit it for him carefully. "Oh god.. Don't wanna set these curls on fire.. one of my favorite things." Stanley inhaled deeply and when he pulled the joint away from his mouth he smiled at me, speaking as the smoke blew out of his mouth. "Awww bubbaaa!" My face must be bright red. Of course I hear Vic try to contain his laughter and as I look over at him he mouths the nickname I was just called. As if he were mocking Stanley. After taking another hit and passing it to me, Stan grinned and stared directly at Vic. "What was that, Frostie?" He literally froze and looked back and forth between me and the other boy as if he were wondering if we were serious or not. I couldn't help but laugh as Vic looked at us like we were crazy. "You mean like the fucking snowman???" After I hit it a few times me and Stanley passed it back and forth, laughing in between each hit. "Hey, you were practically begging for a nickname and that was the only thing I could think of that would fit. I mean your hair is icy blonde." Vic scoffed and rolled his eyes, going back to his scrambled eggs. Stanley was slowly taking bites of the toast. I already finished the eggs and half a slice of toast. No one seemed to say anything else so I turned my attention to Stan. "Could we go back to your house today? I really just want to lay in bed all day.. specifically your bed." I couldn't help but smile back as he smiled at me. Those dimples kill me. "Sure! I can't wait to shower and put on some clean clothes.." he looked down seeming to be in disgust while he examined his outfit. "I'm covered in dirt and filth.." I shrugged, "I always am.." Vic laughed as Stanley gave me a strange look, "yeah... you're gonna shower every time you come to my house now." I grinned and finished eating, thinking about how I'm definitely going to shower with Stanley when I do. I love showering with another person. Plus, whatever shampoo he uses smells amazing.

After finishing up breakfast, I watched Vic and Stan clean up the mess in the kitchen. It took a lot of groaning and complaining for me to get out of cleaning with them. Now I just get to stare at Stanley. Damn I wish you could see what I'm seeing, his ass is-.. I don't know how else to say this.. the most fuckable thing I've ever seen. Period. I can't wait until he's ready, well technically I can wait. I'm just really excited. I mean Stan is so cool, he's funny, cute as hell, really sweet too! Oh I could go on and on, what's not to love about him? Anyways, the point is that he's not just attractive he's literally perfect on every level. So that just naturally makes me want to fuck him even more. I mean fuck-.. I know he's just as horny as me. I know he wants it I just know he also hates his body.. how can I change that? Not just to fuck I mean I don't like that he's that uncomfortable with his body. It's not ok. Ah shit now I can't tell if I'm sad or horny. I shifted around in my seat and blinked a few times, bringing myself back from zoning the fuck out for a few seconds. Stanley looked at me and smiled as he finished putting the dishes away that he just cleaned. I smiled right back of course. I love his smile.. and his hair.. heh his hair is so cute, bouncy. I watched as the curls bounced with each step towards me. He sat down at the table across from me, looking tired. "What now?" I sighed and sat back in the chair, shrugging. "I don't know.. wanna go back to your place? Maybe we can just lay in your bed and sleep, or watch a movie or something. Just relax for today?" He smiled and nodded, sitting up. "Yeah that sounds great! Can we go now?" Vic finally sat down next to Stanley. "You guys are leaving?" I shrugged again, "Well.. I mean we're just really tired, I'll definitely hang out with you in the next few days though. I miss you and belch, just the three of us.. well it's supposed to be four but.. Patrick.." Stanley immediately replied, sounding irritated as fuck. "Don't. Mention. Patrick. I don't want to think about it. Don't say anything else.. changing the subject.." I think normally I'd get defensive and try to prove that he can't tell me what to do but.. he's my boyfriend he can definitely tell me what to do. I understand now why guys talk about being scared of their wives. "Ok.. well... yeah like I was saying we're just really tired but I'll definitely see you later. I swear." Vic stood up and slowly started making his way towards his room. "Ok.. well have fun, adios!" I laughed and shook my head as he quickly walked to his room, I guess he's ok with being alone. Maybe he'll ask that girl to come over, honestly who cares. I yawned and stood up, followed by Stan. He grabbed my hand as we got to the door, up until we had to get into the car. Then he grabbed my hand again as soon as I got in the car. I squeezed his hand slightly, "You ok?" He looked at me and then grinned. "Yeah.. I'm super happy, my boyfriend has the hottest fucking hands.. look at these!" I laughed and looked down at our hands, he turned mine towards me. "Mmm, look at those veins.. here let go.." I let go as he did, "look at those fingers! Your fingers are so hot.. I don't know how to explain it anymore your hands are just sexy as fuck." At this point my mind has already started going crazy with all of the ways I could use this knowledge to my advantage. I grinned and started the car and started driving towards his house. I put my hand on his lap once we were on the road. "Well.. I love that you love my hands.." I laughed and kept grinning as I stared at the road, glancing at Stan every now and then. "Maybe when we get to your house.. if you want, we can cuddle naked and then you can really feel.. these hands you love so much, alll over your body. Sound fun?" When I glanced over at him again I noticed he was blushing, he looked away when I looked. He gets so shy, it's so cute. "Yeah.. sounds really fun." I laughed softly and kept my focus on the road, we're almost halfway there. The next few minutes were in silence. He had his hand on top of mine on his lap the whole time. I hope he keeps up this neediness, I really like it.