Noah opened his lips allowing Zach to push his tongue between them and dance with his own. Zach could feel Noah’s hot tears trickling down between their cheeks as he brought his hands up to cup each side of Noah’s head, holding him as if he were the last precious drink of water in an arid wasteland. Noah snaked his arms around Zach’s torso, feeling every curve of his body and pulling him in tighter. They stayed like this for what seemed like an eternity, neither wanting to give up what they had desired for so long.

Finally breaking apart to breathe Zach stepped back from Noah. “I love you.” He smiled into Noah’s face.

“Yeah I know. I was just testing you,” said Noah, his blush giving him away.

“Oh really,” said Zach looking amused

“Can I ask you a question? It’s about something you said in the locker room today.”

“What?” asked Noah looking at Zach questioningly as he dropped down on to the couch pulling Zach down with him?

“Do you dream about me?” Zach said looking inquisitively at Noah.

Noah blushed instantly, his cheeks turning bright red. “Maybe.” He said.

“What kind of dreams?” asked Zach a devilish smile playing across his lips.

“Just dreams,” squeaked Noah aware of Zach’s hand sliding up his thigh.

“Do you wake up from these dreams with wet sheets?” asked Zach turning on to his side.

“Sometimes.” Noah breathed.

“Only sometimes?”

“Sometimes I wake up before…you know. And I have to… you know.” Noah said, unsure at where his sudden nervous demeanor had come from.

“Do you touch yourself Noah?” Zach asked his smile returning.

“Yes, Yes I do.” Noah groaned.

Zach rolled over so he was straddling Noah on the couch. Their groins pressed together as Zach began to rock slowly back and forth.

“Tell me what happens in you dreams.” Zach whispered into Noah’s ear, licking the ridge of Noah’s ear lobe.

“Your hands. Over my body.” Noah grunted.

Zach began to glide his hands up under Noah’s sweatshirt over his torso, stopping to massage his thumbs into Noah’s erect nipples. With Noah’s help he removed Noah’s shirt and began massaging his firm biceps. Running his fingertips up the sensitive skin behind Noah’s ears and tangling his fingers in his dirty blonde hair.

“Then what happens?” Zach whispered his face buried in the crook of Noah’s neck.

“You…you…kiss my neck and my chest.” Noah breathed, praying he wasn’t about to wake up.

Zach smiled into Noah’s shoulder and brought his head up to kiss Noah ever so softly on the lips, not allowing Noah’s eager tongue to enter his mouth as he moved on placing soft butterfly kisses along Noah’s jaw line and down his neck. Until he came to the join of Noah’s neck and shoulder. Zach opened his mouth barely and allowed his tongue to dart out and taste salty skin. Opening his mouth wider he kissed Noah’s neck deeper allowing his teeth to softly graze the skin. Noah let out a low deep growling moan that rumbled through his chest.

“You like that?” Zach whispered smiling down at Noah.

“Please don’t stop.” Noah moaned.

“Never baby, I’ll never stop.” Zach whispered, shifting himself further down Noah’s body so his face was level with Noah’s pecs. Noah began placing soft kisses along the curves of Noah’s muscles, directly avoiding touching his nipples. Noah arched his chest up signaling