Lucas

You whip around to see that it was just Lucas who tapped you on the shoulder.

"What's up, bro?" You ask him. His bad mood from this morning seemed to have returned.

"Can I sleep at your place tonight?"

"Yeah, of course," you immediately said. Lucas slept at your house quite a bit. It was because of his family. They figured out he was gay a few years ago, and well... they weren't exactly supportive. Actually, they were downright awful to him, constantly insulting him, trying to turn him straight in various ways, and when that didn't work, they disowned him until they eventually relented and let him back in again. It was a vicious cycle that had repeated every few weeks for a couple years now. They had even tried to send him to a conversion camp summer after freshman year.

"Thanks."

As your mom pulled into the driveway of your home, you and Lucas in the backseats of the minivan, she leaned back and told you guys that the mattresses in your sister's room, where Lucas normally stayed when he slept over, had gotten bugs in them and were being cleaned, and that Lucas would have to sleep in your room tonight.

You and Lucas were barely listening to her, however, as you launched out of the car and up to your room. You changed into a swimsuit, and let Lucas borrow one of yours. It was a bit tight on him, but it fit well enough. You went down to the backyard, where your family had a large, in-ground swimming pool.

You and Lucas spent a few hours just messing around, first in the pool, then eating dinner, and playing video games after the sun had gone down. Both of you were still in your swimsuits as you finished playing another game of Smash Bros on the TV in your room. Lucas set the controller down in front of him and raised his limber but muscular arms as he let out a long yawn.

"Done for the night?" You asked him. He nodded his head. "Why don't you hop in the shower."

"Nah, you go first." An eyebrow went up at his weird comment, but you jumped up and headed to the shower anyways.

You stripped down and turned on the shower. Once the water had heated up, you hopped in the warm shower to clean off. You still smelt like chlorine from the pool, and so you took extra time to rub down every part of your slim, naked body.

You washed mindlessly, your mind thinking about the previous day. Lucas had acted weird. He was fighting with his family, that you knew. But usually he didn't get so despondent about it. At least, he didn't act this despondent. And he was so touchy today. Brushing against you in the pool, leaning against you as you guys played games. It made you a bit anxious, but you suppose you could deal with this kind of touching if it made him feel better.

You were so focused on your thoughts you didn't even hear the small creak of the bathroom door opening. And didn't notice Lucas's eyes just barely peeking around the end of the shower curtain, staring at your plump butt.

Lucas only looked for a short while, before you turned to reach for the shampoo, scaring him off, and he slipped out of the bathroom.

You spend a bit more time in the shower. Probably a bit too much time, but you enjoyed the feeling of the warm water running over you. Eventually, however, you gathered the willpower to turn the water off, and stepped out of the shower to dry off. You let out a soft yawn as you wrapped a towel around yourself. The comforting touch of the water had made you sleepy. You walked out of the bathroom with just a towel around your waist, and saw Lucas lying on your bed.

You walked over to him, and heard his deep breathing. It looked like he had actually fallen asleep, still in your tight swim trunks.

Oh well. You weren't about to disturb him from his sleep just so he could change into something more comfortable. The only problem was, he was asleep in your bed, instead of your sister's, where he usually slept. That was fine though, you could just sleep in your sister's bed.

You slowly trudged out of the room, yawning again, and walked down the hall to your sister's room. Walking in however, you immediately noticed that the bed was just an empty frame, no mattresses in sight. You let out a sigh as you remembered what your mother had said in the car earlier. You and Lucas would have to sleep in the same room tonight.

You walked back to your room, and looked at the bed. It wasn't the largest bed, and it was the only furniture you could sleep on in the room. But Lucas was already taking up half of it. Whatever, it couldn't be that big a problem for you two to share a bed. You'd been friends for nearly a decade now.

You carefully crawled onto the bed, trying your best not to disturb Lucas from his sleep. You finally settled down into the bed, facing away from Lucas to try to make it less awkward. Another yawn **** itself out of your lips. The pool and games had worn you out more than you expected. Your eyes were already drifting shut when Lucas suddenly shifted in his sleep, reaching his arm out.

What the hell? Lucas had just wrapped his arm around you like you were an extra pillow. He shifted slightly again, and pulled back slightly on his arms until you could feel his chest just barely pressing against you. Fuck. You really didn't want to wake him up, and you were so tired. But this level of touching surpassed what happened earlier in the day. This was full blown gay. And you weren't gay!

Even though you would never admit it, it really didn't help your decision making skills that Lucas's firm chest was warm and comfortable. Your eyes were already beginning to close again, still held tight in Lucas's arms.

You gave one last cursory attempt to escape his warm grip, but couldn't break the grip of his arm. Fuck it. You were too tired to deal with this shit.

Resigned to your fate, the tenseness drained out of your body. Falling back against Lucas's warm chest, you let your eyes fall shut as you fell asleep cuddled in his arms.