A Beautiful Bromance

 

Ben:

                I woke up with my head still on Danny’s chest and his arms wrapped around me tightly. We hadn’t bothered sleeping under the covers last night, and I regretted it – I was fucking freezing! My arm was sticky from being draped across Danny’s jizz covered stomach. I gently pried Danny’s arms away from me, climbed off of the bed and headed toward the bathroom.

“Ben? Where’re you going?” Danny asked sleepily.

“I’m just going to get a shower. You go back to sleep, I won’t be long.”

“Oh, okay,” He yawned while clambering underneath the covers. He was snoring before his head even hit the pillows. I shook my head and smiled at him. God, he’s so fucking adorable.

                I took a little longer in the shower than what I needed to. I spent most of my time letting the hot water heat my body and thinking about last night. That was the best experience of my entire life. I couldn’t wait until we got another chance to do it again. It was so much better than the sex I’d had with any girl. It felt… right. I wasn’t just doing it for the sake of it. I was doing it because I love Danny and I wanted to show him that physically – take our relationship to the next level. The next thing to do was to tell the world about us. Danny knows that I love him, so does Cam, Sam and James, but I wanted everyone else to know. Hopefully Danny was ready for this step.

                I finally got out of the shower and put on my clothes. When I returned to the bedroom, Danny was waking up again.

“Hey, Sleeping Beauty,” I joked. “How’re you feeling?”

“Good.” Danny yawned loudly, then continued. “My arse is fucking killing me, though.”

“Sorry,” I said. I’d forgotten that anal sex was supposed to hurt like hell afterwards (for the catcher, anyway).

“Nah, it was worth it,” Danny said, dismissing my apology and getting (painfully) off of the bed. He waddled up to me, wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. “Come and talk to me,” he pleaded, tugging my arm to follow him into the bathroom. I followed him in and sat on the counter while Danny turned the shower on and got in.

                He didn’t bother pulling the shower curtain shut. I watched him as he started smothering his body in soap. God, he’s so hot.

“Was it really only yesterday that we found out about each other?” The question pulled my mind away from Danny’s sexiness and back to reality (thankfully – I would’ve ended up getting a hard on if I’d thought about it anymore).

“Yeah, it was. It seems like it’s been longer, though.” Danny switched off the shower and climbed out. I threw a clean towel at him.

“Thanks,” he said as he started drying himself.

“Danny, I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to tell people about us.” Danny stopped drying his face and lowered the towel so that he could look at me. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I added quickly. He exhaled shakily.

“Ummm… I want to tell our parents first. I’d rather them hear it from us than the media.” This came as a shock to me. Danny hadn’t spoken to his parents since we left England.

“Are you wanting to tell them together?” Danny nodded. “Yeah, okay. We’ll tell them when we’re on tour in England, then, yeah?”

                Danny came up to me and hugged me tightly. “Thanks,” he whispered. I leant back and kissed Danny’s lips. I was going to be nervous as hell for the next few months.