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Sorry for taking so long to continue the story, I got a bit distracted. Also, sorry for this installment being so short.
Jason woke up in a Michael's bed with Michael's arm around his waist. He was a bit surprised because he remembered that he was staying the night at Michael's, but he was supposed to be in the extra room; how had he ended up in bed with Michael? More importantly, had anything happened last night? He tried to think through the slight hangover and the morning fog. He remembered getting home with Mike, and a lot of kissing, a little petting, and then cuddling in the bed. Other than that, he didn't remember doing anything he would regret. He may have gone a bit further than he would have if he had been sober, but not all the way.
With that mental crisis settled, Jason turned around in the bed and started kissing Michael until he woke up.
"Hmm, waking up the way I fell asleep, that's always nice." Michael said with a devilish grin. "Does this mean you're not mad we both ended up in my bed?" he chuckled.
"I guess so." Jason replied, "Does that mean we're going out?"
"Do you even have to ask? I thought we had answered that last night, as we were making out like horny teenagers. But yeah, if you want to, I definitely want to as well."
"Yeah, I think I would love that."
So, with that settled, Jason lay down and snuggled up close to Michael's chest. They still had and hour before they had to get up.
Jason rode with Michael to the ballpark, they walked in together. Michael went to join his teammates in the locker room, and Jason went to see the coach and see what needed doing.
They had a good practice that day, except that Jason got in trouble for being distracted. He couldn't help it, he was just so mesmerized watching Michael warm up and stretch. It kind of made him wish he was out there with him. Anyways, he had things he had to do; his job wasn't to stare at the players while they played. When the team came in after practice to get ready for the game, Michael caught Jason's eye and they walked out to the car together.
"Hey sexy. How are you doing?" Mike asked, giving Jason a quick peck on the cheek.
"I am great. I got in a little trouble, watching you warm up, but it was worth it."
"Oh, you find me that distracting? I am flattered. But I didn't mean to get you in trouble."
"Aw, it's okay, I didn't mind. And, how could I not find you distracting after last night?" Jason said as he pulled in closer to Mike.
"Yeah, about last night, we need to talk."
And then Jason's heart sank. "You think it was a mistake don't you. I was afraid of this. I allow myself ..." But he couldn't finish that thought because Michael cut him off with a kiss.
"No baby, actually, I think it was the best thing that's happened to me in a long time. I was just going to say we should take it slowly here at the park. I don't think the team is ready to know I am gay. So, let's just keep it private, okay?"
"Okay, you're probably right, but ohhh it's going to be hard to do. Right now, I can hardly keep my hands off of you." Jason said as he leaned in for a kiss. However, Michael pulled away.
"I can't, someone may be watching." Michael said, and he walked back into the complex. Jason sat back against the car and considered what had just happened.