A Very Cherik Sleepover

When Charles Breaths the Same Air As You

The next day was awkward as hell for Erik. He could hardly think straight, let alone look at Charles in the eyes. Not after all the dirty thoughts he had after what happened last night, not after touching himself to the sounds and things Charles did...

"Erik?" Charles' voice pulled him out of his dangerous thoughts.

"Mmm?" Erik said, not lifting his gaze from his book

"Are you avoiding me?" Charles asked, sitting closer to Erik.

Erik felt a shudder through his body. "What? No... of course not..." he replied, trying to sound natural. "Why would I avoid you?"

"Well..." Charles cleared his throat "Maybe because I got hard last night and dry humped you in my sleep?"

Erik almost chocked on air when Charles said that!

"I-- ummm..."

"I'm really sorry I did that, Erik." Charles said, his expression deadly serious "It wasn't on purpose. It's a normal human reaction. I couldn't control it and I'm so sorry if it made you feel awkward... in any way."

Charles seemed so chill about it that Erik felt like an idiot for being so worried about it. After all, Charles didn't know what Erik had done to himself because of Charles' proximity last night.

"I don't feel awkward." he muttered

Charles chuckled "Yeah, right."

"I don't feel awkward." Erik insisted and Charles finally nodded with a smile, accepting the answer.

"Good." Charles said cheerfully "So you don't mind me sleeping over tonight too!"

Now what could Erik possibly say to that!?

~*~

"You're going to sleep here again!? Here in my bed!?" Erik asked surprised when Charles got in his bed, not even trying the upper bed first.

"No, I like sharing." Charles said smiling. "It's warmer and I kinda like having something to cuddle."

"Oh... alright..." Erik mumbled, willing his body to relax and calm down.

Unfortunately the mere thought of Charles being close to him in bed was already enough to get him half hard. He tried to shift again but before he could Charles was already all wrapped around him and Erik was in trouble again.

"Charles, perhaps if we just move a bit to the--" Erik said desperately but then they both froze

Charles' eyes went wide. He accidentally felt Erik's erection.

"Erik, are you--?"

"I-- It's-- I---" Erik stuttered. He was terrified. This was the worst moment of his life.

Any minute now Charles was going to leave and never be friends with him again. This was a disaster! He just lost the best thing in his life all because his penis couldn't follow orders!

But instead the next thing Erik knew was that Charles was kissing him hungrily. And Erik kissed back - he was not a fool. He couldn't help it - it was an instinct. He's been dreaming of this for quite a long time now!

Charles moaned as he bit on Erik's bottom lip. He was panting, pupils blown as his once blue eyes looked up at Erik.

"I'm so curious..." Charles whispered and pulled Erik into another passionate kiss.

His hands started exploring Erik's body, fingers running through his abs and chest as Charles pressed himself as tightly to Erik as was humanly possible.

Erik was losing his mind, Charles' leg rested between Erik's legs and Erik's hips bucked up on their own volition, trying to get some friction. Charles smiled as he felt that and his hand slid down Erik's body, finding it's way to Erik's crotch and cupping Erik's cock.

"Let's see what happens..." Charles whispered again and in a heartbeat he was on top of Erik, grinding on him.

The angle was somehow perfect and Erik closed his eyes as he felt Charles so close to him.

"C-chaarles..." Erik managed, voice breaking and law with lust and emotion.

Charles hand was working Erik's cock with surprising skill and Erik could no longer think. His hands rested on Charles' butt, cupping that perfect backside like he dreamed of doing in so many of his wet dreams.

Charles pressed his lips on Erik's neck, leaving a trail down and getting to Erik's chest.

"Your body..." Charles whispered "... is like it came out of a fantasy!"

"Oh, God, Charles... d-don't stop..." Erik whined as Charles started pumping him faster, harder, just like Erik liked it.

Erik wished this would last longer, wished they would stay suspended in this moment for eternity. But that was not meant to happen because very soon Erik was already coming, a wave of pleasure hitting his entire body harder than ever as he was panting and moaning, trying to be quiet.

Then he was spent and boneless and feeling the kind of bliss he didn't know was possible. All thanks to Charles.

He looked up at Charles through hard lid eyes and noticed that Charles was shutting his eyes, his mouth opening and his face was so intense. Erik realized Charles was rubbing himself off on Erik's thigh and Erik didn't even notice until now. He moved his legs and hips a bit too, giving Charles more blissful friction and capturing his half-opened cherry lips. Charles moaned at that as Erik slid his tongue in Charles' mouth and explored, the two of them panting into one another.

Feeling Charles come because of what they were doing was the second most amazing feeling Erik had experienced. Charles looked devoured, his lips swollen, his cheeks red and his eyes hazy. The two wrapped their arms and legs around one another, too tired to get up and clean themselves. Smiling, grinning at one another and panting, trying to get their breaths back.

I love you! I love you! God, Charles, how much I love you! was repeating in Erik's mind like a broken record.

Charles giggled quietly. Erik was grinning at him, beaming with total bliss.

"Well, that was fun!" Charles finally spoke, his voice a quiet whisper.

Erik nodded, not trusting his own voice to speak.

"I never thought I'd do this with my best friend." Charles continued and Erik nodded again in agreement because yeah, he never thought Charles would be up to it.

"It's good. That means more practice for the real thing later" Charles winked

Say what now!?

"You know, people we do this for real with would just go crazy about us when we're so good in bed." Charles giggled again and Erik tried to smile in response, he really tried. "We should do this more often." Charles said and went to clean himself up, leaving Erik alone and cold in the bed.

Erik stared helplessly after Charles, unable to say a thing. Isn't it strange how the very people who can give us such happiness are the ones to break us to pieces...?