Seth slept like the dead. Even when he hadn't drunk the night before, he was difficult to get up in the morning. At the moment, it was late morning and Seth was fast asleep on his stomach, arms sprawled out at his sides, feet pointed as if he was trying to take up the most room possible.

Murphy had stayed curled up with Seth and even as Seth moved, he moved with him. Seth was sprawled out but Murphy laid his head down on the back of his shoulder, his arm around his waist. When his mom came in and woke him up to take his medication he took it and then curled back up with Seth, not wanting to wake him up.

He slept on until the afternoon, thankful when he woke up that he didn't have a hangover. He was a little surprised to see Murphy there, but pleased. "Hi," he said quietly, wondering if anyone had seen them yet. "Are--are your parents up?"

"My mom got up and came down here to give me my medication and then she and my dad went out to breakfast and to run some errands." He kissed his shoulder and he turned over a little bit so that he wasn't laying right on top of him.

"And they didn't care we were sleeping like this?" He was surprised. His aunt and uncle were purposefully oblivious, but if it happened in their house they'd be furious.

"No, they didn't. My mom just wanted to make sure I wasn't smothering you. I do that to Vegas sometimes when I crawl in bed with him." He liked to sleep practically right on top of people and he'd done that to Seth for a little while.

Seth had been too fast asleep to notice. He looked confused and then nodded. "My aunt would have kicked us both out," he laughed a little and stretched up his arms over his head.

"My mom doesn't mind, I don't think. She just wants us to be happy and if she thinks that you make me happy then she doesn't care." he pressed a kiss to his cheek and then the other and then back to his lips.

It was kind of like waking up in a too good to be true dream. He sighed, feeling both sad and giddy. When Murphy kissed him, he kissed back for a moment until he murmured that he was starving. "Maybe I should go home and get breakfast," he said. "Or you could come out to breakfast with me--or lunch."

"Where would you like to go with me to eat? I can go anywhere." It was going to be a nice just to get tos pend the afternoon with him still because he really wanted to get to know Seth. "I should take a shower before we go though."

"Me too," he wriggled his eyebrows. "Maybe we should take one together to save water. You know, for the environment." It was more a joke than a real attempt at conniving his way into Murphy's shower. He stood up. "Do you have two bathrooms in this place?"

"We do but we could take a shower together." Murphy smirked at him and he squeezed Seth's waist and let his hand press against the small of his back. "There is a bathroom in my room so we could have some privacy."

Seth felt his stomach drop and his throat felt thick. "Murphy, have you ever fooled around with anyone before?" He recalled last night pretty well, though there were elements of fog to it. But he remembered feeling Murphy's inexperience.

"Not more than kissing." He really didn't think that it was a big deal if he was naked in front of Seth. He wasn't ashamed of his body and he didn't think that being naked didn't mean he had to fool around necessarilly.

Staring at him for a moment, Seth finally nodded. "All right." Things like this with anyone else would feel played out and typical for Seth, but with Murphy things felt new and exciting. He let Murphy lead the way to the bathroom and once they were there he started to tug off his own shirt, knowing he'd get far too hot and bothered if he undressed Murphy.

Murphy turned on the shower and he let his hand rest under the water to feel how warm it was. Then he turned to look over his shoulder at Seth. Hecouldn't help but smile as he matched the boy and tugged off his shirt. His pants went next, and he stripped easily, without being embarrassed.

Seth's eyes betrayed him and looked directly down to Murphy's sex, staring for a second before feeling his cheeks go pink and his own body react. He wasn't nearly so talkative as he was last night. Slowly, he took the pajama bottoms off and stood there naked, a little aroused but not obscenely so.

With their clothes in piles on the floor, Murphy stepped into the shower and under the spray of water before he reached out to pull Seth in with him. "where do you want to go to breakfast or lunch? It's kind of lunch time but I want pancakes.'

It boggled him how Murphy could be so casual about this. "Are you a nudist or something? Do you do this a lot?" Maybe he did with Vegas, which was a little weird to Seth, but not necessarily. He kept a fair distance from Murphy, but not too far. "Pancakes sound good, we can go to Perkins."

"No, I think that you are the first person that has ever seen me naked. I mean, I think Vegas probably when we were kids and my parents when I was little but you're the first person really." he didn't mind though, he liked his body.

"I'm actually shaking you make me so nervous." He laughed and leaned back on the cool tile, looking everywhere but at Murphy's body with water gliding over his skin. He was thinking about the queen of england and fried chicken and golf.

"Why? Why are you nervous?" He moved away from the water and he put his hands against Seth's hips as if he planned to steady him. "I don't want you to be nervous about me unless it's in a good way.'

The contact made him relax a little, but his mind was still racing. "It feels good. I haven't felt nervous around someone in a long time, because no one really mattered anymore." He let his eyes meet Murphy's and then follow a rivulet of water down his chest, over his stomach and then tore his gaze away before it could drip down his thigh.

"You can look. I'm not afraid of you seeing what I look like." He wanted Seth to look at him. He wanted Seth to like his body. "I think that you are really attractive." He pressed a kiss to Seth's shoulder and across his collarbone. "I like your body.'

"I think you look perfect," he said, trying not to come off too breathless. The touch made him exhale warm breath over Murphy's cheek. "You make it hard to think straight."

"That wasn't my intention. I just wanted to make you smile." He smiled and he reached his hands up to smoothe them back through his hair. "Can I wash your hair? I want to wash your hair for you."

It was tender instead of lusty and Seth had to smile and lean forward to kiss his cheek. "I just want you to touch me, so yes, please wash my hair." He ducked under the water, letting it hit his face first. Its heat was starting to steam and he sighed.

"All right." Murphy's hands slid away from Seth's so that he could grab the bottle of shampoo. He poured some into his hand and then turned so he could start to work the soap into Seth's hair. He shampooed it into a thick lather and then made it stand up straight.

Seth squinted, trying to look up at his own hair, unsuccessfully. "Trying to make me into a punk rock star like you?" he grinned, tilting his head back to damp his hair and make it tumble over.

That made him laugh and when he tipped his head back, Murphy leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his adam's apple. "Yep, that's exactly what I am trying to do. Punk rock Seth." He ran his fingers back through his hair, hepling to get the shampoo out.

He could feel the thick soap run down his back and it was like a hand smoothing over his skin. "I'm punk on the inside," he smirked and leaned forward to put his mouth against Murphy's throat, biting gently before kissing.

The bite drew a little groan out of him and he shifted forward a little bit. He really liked that little bite and he wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "I'm punk." Even though he was so far from punk it wasn't even funny.

"You're antipunk," Seth whispered and drew Murphy close. The things he wanted to do to him were endless, but he settled for pressing his mouth against Murphy's ear. "You said last night that you'd touch youself and think about me. Would you show me?"

That made him smile and he turned his head a little and let his lips touch to the edge of his jaw. "Anything you want." he whispered to him, and then he pulled back so he could show him what he wanted. His fingers slid down his stoamch and lower still until he could touch himself.

That might have been the worst idea Seth had ever had. It was going to be torture, but worth every second. His breath went instantly shallow and he kept his eyes on Murphy's face for a moment, wanting to watch his expression.

Murphy leaned back against the tile, letting his shoulders rest back against it as he let his fingers stroke slowly up and down the length of his cock. His eyes stayed open for a few minutes but they drifted closed as he got harder. True to what he had said would happen, he sank his teeth into his bottom lip and tipped his head back.

Murphy felt his knees go weak and he leaned his hand against the wall to steady himself. His throat was dry and it was all he could do to stop himself from reaching out and help him.

"I'm thinking about the way you kiss me last night and the way your hips felt against mine." Because he thought that it had felt so good to have his weight on top of him. "I liked rubbing against you."

"Can I kiss you now?" He asked, half afraid to even think he could be a part of this. Murphy was so alien to him, but something he wanted very much.

"I want you to kiss me now." Because it would only make all of this feel so much better. "Will you kiss me now?" he opened his eyes and looked at him, wanting to see his face.

Stricken by the sudden eye contact, Seth made a little sound in the back of his throat. "Keep your hand there," he muttered before he pushed forward and completely claimed Murphy's mouth. He wasn't pulling any punches this time and he kissed him full throttle.

Murphy kissed him back, his lips crushing against Seth's. He kept his hand where it was, stroking his cock. With the addition of the kiss to the mix it was difficult for him to keep any sort of steady space and he kept on stroking himself, running his hand along himself. he wanted Seth to touch him, but he wasn't going to pull away to ask.

Seth's kiss was pillaging, hungry, finally accepting just how much he wanted Murphy for his own. He didn't want this to be just fooling around like he did with other people. His hand touched Murphy's cheek and then down to tap against the back of Murphy's hand that was busy with his cock.

Murphy whined a little bit because he wanted Seth's hand on him. He was getting closer to an orgasm and he let go of hismelf just long enough to take Seth's hand. He didn't bring it down to his cock, he just held it for a second before letting go to stroke himself again.

It was almost an invitation and Seth hesitated a little before letting his hand graze up against Murphy's stomach and then down to his cock, wrapping around what Murphy's hand was missing to completely envelop him.

Murphy whimpered again, this time it was more pleasured and he was definitely into this. His tongue swept into Seth's mouth, deepening the kiss as he pumped his hips forward. He was so close to coming.

Seth squeezed gently, letting Murphy fuck his hand. He let his own body push up against Murphy's, hardness crushing against the boy's thigh.

The moans were mostly drowned out by the sound of the shower, but luckily the house was empty anyway. He rocked his hips forward a few more times until he finally came, spilling into Murphy's hand and against his hip. He didn't stop moving then, just kept right on what he was doing so that they were pressed together and Seth's erection was pinned between them.

That slight shift made all the difference and he swallowed hard, whimpering from the pressure against his cock. "Murph," he nearly squeaked, glancing down the length of their bodies to see himself lost between them. "Oh, fuck."

Once he'd finished, he wrapped his arms around Seth and he pushed his hips against him to use the friction of their bodies to make the boy feel good. He hadn't pictured this happening but he didn't feel like this was going too terribly fast. He just felt so connected with Seth already.

It was not long at all before he was coming, writhing back against the tile and shooting warmth between them. He leaned forward, forehead to Murphy's shoulder as he mumbled about god and fuck and yes.

Lips trailed down the side of Seth's neck and along his shoulder and he kept his arms wrapped tightly around the other boy's body. He was wheezing quietly and he had to pull his head back a little bit. "You feel good."

"Are you okay?" He said, immediately concerned with the wheezing. He kept Murphy close, tugging him into the hot water. Already, he found himself very protective.

Nodding, he smiled and moved with him into the water so they could rinse off. "I just need a puff when we get out of the shower and I'll be fine. But let's wash my hair first." his breath was a tiny bit short but he wasn't feeling too bad.

Seth didn't like the sound at all. It made fear rise up in his chest. He didn't get why they couldn't just fix him. He had no understanding of the condition. But he took Murphy's word for it and got the shampoo down to put a dollop in his hand. He scritched his hands through Murphy's hair, lathering him up.

Murphy just closed his eyes and he smiled as Seth washed his hair. He kept his arms loosely around Seth's waist and he enjoyed the feel having his hair wash. "I love the way it feels to havey our hands in my hair. People scratching my head is one of my favorite things."

"You're like a puppy," he commented and kissed the corner of his mouth before tilting the other's head back and letting the soap rinse out of it. "You always said the smartest things in class. I always thought you were way out of my league. You probably are."

"I'm not out of your league. I'm right here." He smiled and leaned in to press another quick kiss to his lips. "And if you keep on kissing me and keep on scratching my head then you're going to have a friend in me forever."

Seth sighed and wrapped his arms around Murphy's body in a hug. Leaning his cheek on his shoulder, he laughed. "You're more than my friend," he corrected. What exactly that was, Seth couldn't explain.

"What am I then?" because he liked the idea that there was something more between them, he just didn't know what that something was and he was dying to find out. "I want to be everything you want me to be for you>"

"I don't know. I don't want to do this with anyone else." That was the best he could describe it. Murphy might not know it, but that was a huge deal for Seth. "You don't have to be just what I want. That sounds kind of bad."

"I don't mean it to be bad." He said softly. "I just mean that I would like to be what you want whether it is a friend or more than that. I like you."

He was afraid of manipulating Murphy without even knowing it. He'd been accused of it before and he desperately didn't want to mess this up. He could feel something special. "More than that," he confirmed.

Murphy smiled and he leaned in to brush his lips across Seth's. He wanted to ask if it meant they were boyfriends but he didn't want to spoil a good thing. "Let's get pancakes."