You Plus Me Equals - Chapter 48：Special Episode 5

“You know you are really heavy.” Evan groaned as he plopped Sam’s dead weight onto the bed, but Sam refused to release his arms and instead pulled him down with him.

Evan yelped as they both fell into his fluffy blood red sheets.

Sam’s hair flew everywhere the white wig pulling up and away from his forehead.

Sam groaned uncomfortably. “It’s so itchy… ” He complained half asleep.

Evan chuckled. “You are really adorable when you’re not running that mouth of yours.” Evan paused realizing what he just said out loud.

‘Nah, he is just adorable… Huh, when did you start feeling that way towards him? When did it stop being just sex and something else.?’ Evan propped himself up on his hands and reached out, then slowly pulled the wig off carefully so as not to hurt Sam.

Sam grumbled a little and then opened his eyes.

“Evan? What are you doing here? His voice slurred as he tried to figure out his own thoughts.

Oh… right, it’s that.” Sam chuckled and he wiggled his hips in anticipation, but Evan didn’t move his hand still rested gently on Sam’s hair. His fingers sunk into its silky red length and his fingers slid across it, electing a happy little pant from Sam…

“Mhhmm…” He stared up into Evan’s eyes for a second confused when Evan just looked at him and did nothing.

He grunted and rolled his hips again pressing them up, but Evan didn’t respond, he just stared at his hand in Sam’s hair almost frozen.

‘He is so soft… Everything about him is so soft.’

Sam groaned unhappily and bounced his hips up and down on the bed annoyed. Finally, he took a hand and slapped Evan on the back. Evan’s eyes refocused and he looked at Sam.

“Hey, why aren’t you paying attention to me? I am dying here, didn’t you come to play?”

Evan smirked at Sam’s annoyed pout.

“Are you laughing?” He slurred.

“No, when would I ever laugh at you?” Evan quipped running his hand down Sam’s arm gently, stroking his supple pink skin, beneath his fingers.

“Today, yesterday, the day before that, every time you get a…” Evan smiled, then leaned down and planted a strong firm kiss on Sam’s lips.

His tongue slid inside as Sam opened his mouth for him and his tongue wrapped around Evan’s entangling the two together, the sweet aftertaste of spiced rum lingered on his tongue and each kiss left a trail of spicy tingling that would only last a second before disappearing to be replaced again.

Evan couldn’t help it, he slowly lowered his body on top of Sam’s letting his arms collapse gently until his chest was pressing near enough to brush against Sam’s. His hand slipped down in between his upper inner thigh and he stroked the dark navy blue Tracksuit gently. A slow tingling began in his fingertips and the more he stroked back and forth exploring across Sam’s hips and thighs the stronger the friction built up until it felt like his fingetips were going to burn up.

“Please!” His voice cracked with need.

Evan smiled. He didn’t need to be asked twice.

***

“Uggghhh, someone shoot me…. Why does it hurt every, Ahhh” Sam went to sit up and froze as a jolt of pain that started in his hips shot through his body and straight to his brain sobering him up.

He looked over at Evan, who woke up with a brilliant smile on his face and came awake almost instantly.

“Jeez, what did we do last night… I have never woken up this sore before.” Sam gripped.

“Well, there was a lot of pulling and shoving, to do with your costume, turns out you decided to put some of it together with duct tape and that wasn’t exactly the easiest thing to rip off the delicate fabric.

“But no worries, in the end, we still got you naked.” Evan teased.

“Oh good, I was alarmed that I had magically been run down by some rando and lost my clothes in the process,” Sam commented.

“Nope. That happened to poor Leo last night, though.” Evan said, picking up his coffee and leaning against the computer desk.

“Oh my god, what! Is Leo okay?” Sam’s voice reverberated through the small apartment, dorm, and he winced in pain at it.

“Oh, don’t worry, I gave him as good as he got,” Evan stated and sipped a bit of coffee he had gone out to grab this morning while Sam had slept in.

“Awesome! What the heck did the guy do to Leo though? Was it really bad?” Sam asked interest peaked.

“Ah, not much, just french kissed Leo and groped his breasts, hard.” Evan took another sip and waited anticipating what would happen and feeling a certain amount of glee over it.

“What holy shit! What did Max do?”

“Nothing I punished the guy for him.”

Sam smiled. Wow, he is so lucky to have a friend like you, that’s great. Once I can walk properly tell me who he is and I am gonna give him a piece of my mind too.” Sam said, satisfied.

“But wait, what does this have to do with how sore I am?” Sam asked, realizing the original question he had asked hadn’t been answered yet.

“Because the rando who groped Leo’s non-existent breasts and french kissed him was you,” Evan stated and took another sip of coffee. But just to hide the laughter into his cup. And he watched Sam freak out from behind his lowered lashes.

“I DID WHAT! Max is going to kill me. I am so sorry Leo.”

Evan laughed.

“Nah, what’s a little groping and kissing between friends? Who hasn’t done that when drunk?” Evan put down his cup and walked over to where Sam was freaking out.

“Besides, now you have kissed every single one of us in our little circle of friends circle. Why don’t you tell me whose lips are the tastiest?” Evan threatened while slowly pushing Sam onto the bed. Sam fell backward and Evan climbed on top easily pinning him down.

“I… I would have to think about it for a second,” Sam stated like an idiot.

“Only a second huh, one second to think? Those must be some vivid kisses in your memory. How about I do something to change that?” Evan growled gently pressing against Sam.

Sam moaned lightly.

“What are you going to do?” He asked gulping and staring into Evan’s eyes.

Even smirked devilishly.

“Kiss you until the only thing you can recall is the sting of desire from my lips.”

He leaned in and sucked in Sam’s soft, plump pink bottom lip, and made good on his promise as the room filled with a myriad of delectable groans.