47. More

JACOB "Do you even know what 'more' is, Mikey?" I asked, trying to sound bored when my body was silently screaming in enthusiasm at the suggestion. Michael rolled his eyes even as a blush turned his cheeks red, "Yes, Jacob. I know what 'more' is and I'm saying I want it. You. I want to sex with you. Have sex with you." I couldn't help laughing as Michael stumbled over the words. Hearing him tripping over his tongue was borderline hysterical; I wanted to enjoy the laughter before addressing the elephant in the room which was his virginity when it came to gay sex. "Hey! Stop laughing at me!" Mikey whined, smacking me on the back of the head so it was my turn to wince a little. "Hey, yourself," I protested, "Don't hit me in the head. We're way beyond pulling pigtails on the playground for when we want to show each other we're interested." The blush hadn't faded from Michael's face. His grin had gotten wider though and I was glad for it. I didn't want him freaking out the whole time we wer