Pete Can't Sleep

What would you do?

What would you do if your best friend basically told you they were in love with you? Patrick didn't know what to do. It was confusing and weird to him. He was just too innocent to understand. "Pure and innocent..." Patrick thought to himself, "I'm too innocent to understand, that's what's wrong with me and besides, I don't even think I could be in love with pete although it may seem that way... I dunno... maybe if I went along with it, things will go back to being the same... I liked the way things were. Why did he have to change it? It's not fair!"

Pete was in his bunk again, listening to music on his ipod and reading a fiction book, unable to sleep but still dealing with it without bothering Patrick who was in his bunk across from his sorta friend glaring at him. Eventually, Patrick worked up the courage to go talk to pete when everyone else had fallen sound asleep.

Patrick walked over to Pete's bunk and tapped his shoulder. Pete pulled out an ear plug and said, "what Patrick?" Well... that kinda annoyed the younger mam so he punched his arm and said, "stop being an asshole and ignoring me. We need to talk." Pete sighed, closed his book, turned his music off, and turned to face Patrick.

"Fine... you have my undivided attention."

"Good because I miss my best friend. I don't know how or when you developed feelings for me but I'm pretty sure I'm just too innocent to feel the same way. Maybe I will someday but I miss you now and I can't wait to grow up just to see if I feel the same just to be close with you again, that's too much. I want to be close again..." Patrick finished.

"Patrick. Think of it this way, what would you do if everything was reversed? What if I was younger and you were older and you developed feelings for me but I was afraid to feel the same way back. What would you do if you knew what it could be like to be in a gay relationship with your best friend but just didn't want to steal their purity, if you just didn't want yourself to be the first person they'd ever dated... it's not fair Patrick and you know it. But I don't know if I can control myself around you. That's why we can't be friends anymore..."
Patrick started pouting and his eyes were watering as he said, "WHY CAN'T THIS BE THE WAY THEY WERE!? I WANT MY BEST FRIEND I WANT MY BEST-" Patrick was cut off by a harsh kiss that caught him off guard. The kiss was only harsh because it was full of so much emotion. Eventually, the initial shock and confusion wore off enough for Patrick to melt into the kiss. And just as Patrick got comfortable with the predicament he was in, it felt like pete was saying goodbye. He felt it, like the most heartbreaking thing he'd ever felt as it ended. Pete pulled away, breaking the kiss as he told Patrick to go to bed. But Patrick still objected, "I'm not gonna be able to rest until I know for sure that I have my best friend back..."

"then don't rest Patrick, I still need my space. It's not like you'll wake up tomorrow and I'll be smiling in your face saying that you're the most amazing person ever even though you are. I'm not gonna hug you on and off all day, I'm not gonna wake you up from your sleep late at night unless I'm having a psychotic meltdown. We're not gonna be the same, it's impossible. So just go to bed and accept that," Pete finished.

Patrick sighed and left, going back to his bunk and feeling defeated but he didn't go to sleep. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep so he pulled out his laptop and researched how to give a good, no an amazing blowjob. Patrick may have well been completely desperate and out of his mind but he didn't care about the same things pete did. He didn't care if pete was the first person he'd ever dated or if he'd loose his innocence and his mind was corrupted. All Patrick cared about was getting pete to relax around him and be close again. He also wanted to feel that incredible feeling he got during that kiss. He didn't care about anything else.

Patrick waited and waited until pete was sound asleep and he turned his laptop off, put it up, quietly snuck over to Pete's bunk, pulled out his member and gasped quietly. He'd never noticed how big pete actually was until now. He gathered every ounce of courage and got busy. Patrick had learned pretty quickly honestly, he knew not to bite, how to hollow his cheeks, and tried to relax his gag reflex as best he could. Within minutes, pete's sleeping form was moaning and writhing under his control. Back arching off the bed a bit and cum spilling out and into Patrick's disgusted tongue. Patrick made a quick note that the liquid did not taste lovely and proceeded to leave pete how he'd found him before running to the bathroom and almost puking. He brushed his teeth and his tongue before going and laying in bed. It wasn't until he laid down and tried to relax that he realized he was actually a bit turned on by his recent activity so he gave himself a quick hand job and was able to pass out.