There was a light knock on the bathroom door. I got up and opened it. Conrad was standing there. "Hey, you don't have to hang out all alone while you wait for Matt. I know him and Dan, and they'll be out for a bit." He said. "Oh, I'm okay." I told him. "Matt doesn't even have TV. Come on, you can hang out in here." He said. "In the bathroom?" I asked, and he laughed. "In my room." He said. "Oh. What is there to do in your room?" I asked him. "Tv. Game. Whatever. It beats staring at the cieling in Matt's room." He said. I just smirked. "Okay. I guess so." I told him. "Don't look so excited." He said, and I laughed and followed him into his room. His room looked like it was stuck in highschool too. "You don't live here still either." I said, and he looked at me. "No. Not for a long time. I still come out for the family weekends though." He said, and sat down on his bed. I started looking around his room. "No Pamela Anderson?" I asked and heard him laugh. "No. No Pamela Anderson." He said. "You wrestled." I told him as I looked at some pictures and a few trophies and medals on a shelf. "Yes I did." He said. "You were a cheerleader." "What?" I asked him. "Well, were you?" He asked. "Yeah. How did you know?" I asked. "Just a guess." He said, and I smiled. "Yeah, I was. All four years. I wasn't great though." I told him. "Neither was I." He said. "At cheerleading?" I asked, and he laughed again. "You are a smartass! No, at wrestling." He told him. "Sorry. You must have been okay. You've got some medal's and trophies." I told him, and sat down on the very edge of the bed. "I was just okay. I'm not gonna bite, you don't have to sit on the edge." He told me. "Sorry." I said, and Scooted over a little bit. "So, how old are you anyway?" He asked. "22." I said. "And you?" "26." he said. "Where are you from?" "California." "I knew it!" He shouted, and I jumped. "Sorry." He said, and we both laughed. "Where are you from? You don't have an accent." I asked him. "I'm from Ohio originaly. I came to live with Aunt Clara when I was a kid." He said. "So, do you want to play a game?" "Yeah sure. What do you want to play?" I asked. He got a stupid grin on his face then stood up and pulled a game out of his closet and held it up. "Dirty Pictionary?" I asked him, trying so hard not to laugh. "It's hilarious!" He said. "No. I don't think so! We aren't even drinking." I told him. "You don't have to drink to have fun with me." He said. "No! You are silly." I told him. "Silly? I'm manly." He said, and flexed. I could fantly see the muscels under his t-shirt and wondered what he looked like with it off. I blushed when I caught myself thinking that! "Please?" He asked. "Okay okay!" I said, and sat down on the floor indain style. He sat down across from me and set up the game. "So how exactly do you play this?" I asked him. "I don't know. I just like to draw and guess." He said, and I laughed. "You draw first." He said, handing me a penicl and paper pad. I picked a card and blushed. "I'm NOT drawing this!" I told him. "Come on!" He said. "NO!" I told him. The card read, Penis Enlargement. "Just do it!" He said, and flipped over the small hour glass. I started drawing but I was laughing so hard you coudn't even make out the shape. "Popsicle?" He asked, looking confused. "NO!" I shouted, and scribbled out the picture. I tried a couple more times, but he still couldn't guess it. By the time is time ran out I was laughing so hard I threw the card at him instead of telling him what it was. "What?? What does a cookie have to do with penis enlargement?" He asked. "It wasn't a cookie!" I shouted. "Okay. My turn." He said, and started to draw. We played the game for about an hour, and were laughing so hard I was surprised no one came by to ask to shut up. Both the bathroom doors were open so we both heard when Matt got home and opened his door. "What are you doing i here?" He asked me walking in. "We are playing Dirty Scrabble." I said, and Matt started laughing really hard. "Matt, are you okay?" I asked him. "Yeah. Sorry." He said, trying really hard to hold in his laughter. I looked over at Conrad and he led his first finger and thumb to his lips like he was pinching somehting. It took me a second before I realized what he was gesturing. "OHHHHHHHH!" I said, and looked back up at Matt. He was giggling like a girl. "You smoke pot?" I asked him. He shook his head yes, and laughed so hard he practically fell on the floor. "What is so funny?" I asked him, which just made him laugh even harder. I looked over at Conrad, and he just shrugged. "Matt, I think you need to go to bed." I told him. "I'm okay." He said, taking a deep breath. I just stared at him. "I'm OKAY!" He shouted at me, and I jumped. This made him laugh even harder. I wasn't quite sure what to think. "So you had fun with Dan?" Conrad asked. "Yeah. A blast." Matt replied. I felt kind of awkward sitting there. "I think I'm going to go to bed." I said, and stood up. "Are you sure?" Conrad asked me. "Yeah, I'm tired." I said. "Well thanks for hanging out. Good night." He said. "Night." I said, stepping over Matt and walking threw the bathroom into his room. I shut the door and started changing into some pajamas. I was naked and about to slip on my shirt when the door opened. Matt walked in. Conrad was facing the door and saw me naked. "Oh shit!" He said, and turned around. "MATT!" I yelled. "What?" He asked, confused. "Shut the door!" I said. "Ohhhhh." He said and shut it. I got dressed and quickly climbed into his bed, facing the wall. I heard Matt click off the lights and undress before he climbed in next to me. He kissed my neck, and sloppily rubbed his hands over me. "Matt stop it." I whispered. "What?" He asked. "You are acting weird." I told him. "No I'm not." He said, and kissed me again. "Yes you are!" I said. He sighed and rolled over. I didn't like how he was acting at all. It made me feel creepy. I new there was no way I was going to be able to sleep with him next to me. I got up and walked to the bathroom. "Where are you going?" He asked me. I ignored him and shut the bathroom door behind me. I put the toilet seat down and sat on it. I figured I would just go back in after a little while and hope he was asleep. Just then the door to Conrad's room opened. "OH SHIT! Sorry!" He said, and closed it real fast. "It's okay!" I whispered, and he peeked his head back in. "I'm not doing anything, I'm just sitting in here." I told him. "Oh. Why?" He asked. "Matt is acting weird." I told him. "He'll fall asleep soon." Conrad said. "How soon?" I asked. "Come sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the floor." He said. "That's okay." I told him. "Come on. Matt will be back to normal in the morning." He said. "Okay." I said, and followed him to his room. He pulled a small thin futon mattress out of his closet and threw it on the floor. He grabbed a pillow from his bed and a blanket from cedar box at the foot of the bed and made his little bed on the floor. "Thank you." I said as I climbed in his bead. "Sure." He said, and turned off his light, then climbed in his bed on the floor. I had a hard time falling asleep. I really wanted to be in bed with Matt. Well, normal Matt anyway. I eventually fell asleep.
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There was a light knock on the bathroom door. I got up and opened it. Conrad was standing there.
"Hey, you don't have to hang out all alone while you wait for Matt. I know him and Dan, and they'll be out for a bit." He said.
"Oh, I'm okay." I told him.
"Matt doesn't even have TV. Come on, you can hang out in here." He said.
"In the bathroom?" I asked, and he laughed.
"In my room." He said.
"Oh. What is there to do in your room?" I asked him.
"Tv. Game. Whatever. It beats staring at the cieling in Matt's room." He said. I just smirked.
"Okay. I guess so." I told him.
"Don't look so excited." He said, and I laughed and followed him into his room. His room looked like it was stuck in highschool too.
"You don't live here still either." I said, and he looked at me.
"No. Not for a long time. I still come out for the family weekends though." He said, and sat down on his bed. I started looking around his room.
"No Pamela Anderson?" I asked and heard him laugh.
"No. No Pamela Anderson." He said.
"You wrestled." I told him as I looked at some pictures and a few trophies and medals on a shelf.
"Yes I did." He said. "You were a cheerleader."
"What?" I asked him.
"Well, were you?" He asked.
"Yeah. How did you know?" I asked.
"Just a guess." He said, and I smiled.
"Yeah, I was. All four years. I wasn't great though." I told him.
"Neither was I." He said.
"At cheerleading?" I asked, and he laughed again.
"You are a smartass! No, at wrestling." He told him.
"Sorry. You must have been okay. You've got some medal's and trophies." I told him, and sat down on the very edge of the bed.
"I was just okay. I'm not gonna bite, you don't have to sit on the edge." He told me.
"Sorry." I said, and Scooted over a little bit.
"So, how old are you anyway?" He asked.
"22." I said. "And you?"
"26." he said. "Where are you from?"
"California."
"I knew it!" He shouted, and I jumped. "Sorry." He said, and we both laughed.
"Where are you from? You don't have an accent." I asked him.
"I'm from Ohio originaly. I came to live with Aunt Clara when I was a kid." He said. "So, do you want to play a game?"
"Yeah sure. What do you want to play?" I asked. He got a stupid grin on his face then stood up and pulled a game out of his closet and held it up.
"Dirty Pictionary?" I asked him, trying so hard not to laugh.
"It's hilarious!" He said.
"No. I don't think so! We aren't even drinking." I told him.
"You don't have to drink to have fun with me." He said.
"No! You are silly." I told him.
"Silly? I'm manly." He said, and flexed. I could fantly see the muscels under his t-shirt and wondered what he looked like with it off. I blushed when I caught myself thinking that!
"Please?" He asked.
"Okay okay!" I said, and sat down on the floor indain style. He sat down across from me and set up the game.
"So how exactly do you play this?" I asked him.
"I don't know. I just like to draw and guess." He said, and I laughed.
"You draw first." He said, handing me a penicl and paper pad. I picked a card and blushed.
"I'm NOT drawing this!" I told him.
"Come on!" He said.
"NO!" I told him. The card read, Penis Enlargement.
"Just do it!" He said, and flipped over the small hour glass. I started drawing but I was laughing so hard you coudn't even make out the shape.
"Popsicle?" He asked, looking confused.
"NO!" I shouted, and scribbled out the picture. I tried a couple more times, but he still couldn't guess it. By the time is time ran out I was laughing so hard I threw the card at him instead of telling him what it was.
"What?? What does a cookie have to do with penis enlargement?" He asked.
"It wasn't a cookie!" I shouted.
"Okay. My turn." He said, and started to draw.
We played the game for about an hour, and were laughing so hard I was surprised no one came by to ask to shut up. Both the bathroom doors were open so we both heard when Matt got home and opened his door.
"What are you doing i here?" He asked me walking in.
"We are playing Dirty Scrabble." I said, and Matt started laughing really hard.
"Matt, are you okay?" I asked him.
"Yeah. Sorry." He said, trying really hard to hold in his laughter. I looked over at Conrad and he led his first finger and thumb to his lips like he was pinching somehting. It took me a second before I realized what he was gesturing.
"OHHHHHHHH!" I said, and looked back up at Matt. He was giggling like a girl.
"You smoke pot?" I asked him. He shook his head yes, and laughed so hard he practically fell on the floor.
"What is so funny?" I asked him, which just made him laugh even harder. I looked over at Conrad, and he just shrugged.
"Matt, I think you need to go to bed." I told him.
"I'm okay." He said, taking a deep breath. I just stared at him.
"I'm OKAY!" He shouted at me, and I jumped. This made him laugh even harder. I wasn't quite sure what to think.
"So you had fun with Dan?" Conrad asked.
"Yeah. A blast." Matt replied. I felt kind of awkward sitting there.
"I think I'm going to go to bed." I said, and stood up.
"Are you sure?" Conrad asked me.
"Yeah, I'm tired." I said.
"Well thanks for hanging out. Good night." He said.
"Night." I said, stepping over Matt and walking threw the bathroom into his room. I shut the door and started changing into some pajamas. I was naked and about to slip on my shirt when the door opened. Matt walked in. Conrad was facing the door and saw me naked.
"Oh shit!" He said, and turned around.
"MATT!" I yelled.
"What?" He asked, confused.
"Shut the door!" I said.
"Ohhhhh." He said and shut it. I got dressed and quickly climbed into his bed, facing the wall. I heard Matt click off the lights and undress before he climbed in next to me. He kissed my neck, and sloppily rubbed his hands over me.
"Matt stop it." I whispered.
"What?" He asked.
"You are acting weird." I told him.
"No I'm not." He said, and kissed me again.
"Yes you are!" I said. He sighed and rolled over. I didn't like how he was acting at all. It made me feel creepy. I new there was no way I was going to be able to sleep with him next to me. I got up and walked to the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" He asked me. I ignored him and shut the bathroom door behind me. I put the toilet seat down and sat on it. I figured I would just go back in after a little while and hope he was asleep. Just then the door to Conrad's room opened.
"OH SHIT! Sorry!" He said, and closed it real fast.
"It's okay!" I whispered, and he peeked his head back in.
"I'm not doing anything, I'm just sitting in here." I told him.
"Oh. Why?" He asked.
"Matt is acting weird." I told him.
"He'll fall asleep soon." Conrad said.
"How soon?" I asked.
"Come sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the floor." He said.
"That's okay." I told him.
"Come on. Matt will be back to normal in the morning." He said.
"Okay." I said, and followed him to his room. He pulled a small thin futon mattress out of his closet and threw it on the floor. He grabbed a pillow from his bed and a blanket from cedar box at the foot of the bed and made his little bed on the floor.
"Thank you." I said as I climbed in his bead.
"Sure." He said, and turned off his light, then climbed in his bed on the floor. I had a hard time falling asleep. I really wanted to be in bed with Matt. Well, normal Matt anyway. I eventually fell asleep.
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