Experimenting

Chapter 1

“Walt! I told Kowalski we’d meet him at the pub in an hour,” Dutton Benner called out from his bedroom to his best friend and roommate.

“Uh,” Reece “Walt” Walters mumbled before calling back, “I can’t. I kinda have plans.”

Dutton stuck his head out of his door and asked, “What? Plans? With whom?”

Reece rolled his eyes and replied, “Jesus, Benner, I know other people besides you.”

“You only know the same people I know.” Dutton went back in his room. “Therefore, I must not know this other person.”

Reece paused, gather his thoughts. He was nervous to tell his buddy who he was meeting, but Dutton was going to find out anyway. Quietly, he said, “You know this person.”

“Then who is it?”

“It’s, ah... it’s...” Reece winced before saying, “Alex,” he mumbled.

Dutton froze looking like he’d been told a punchline to a joke he didn’t get. Then suddenly he said, “Alex? From last night?” He frowned and said, “Walt, you made plans with him?”

“He texted me this morning and asked if I wanted to hang out tonight.”

“He has your digits?” asked Dutton as he folded his arms over his muscular chest.

“Yes,” Reece said with a shrug. He was trying to be nonchalant. “We exchanged while you were in the shower.” He wasn’t sure how Dutton was going to react to Reece hanging out with this particular guy.

“Oh. So, he wants to ‘hang out,’” Dutton said using air quotes. Then he scoffed, “Bro, is this a date? With a dude?”

“It’s not a date, Benner,” Reece said, a roll of his eyes, trying to sound casual.

“It’s a date,” Dutton stated emphatically.

“No, it’s not.”

Dutton smirked at him as if catching Reece in a lie. “Ok, then what are you guys doing tonight?”

Reece shrugged. “I guess dinner, grab a beer, watch a movie...”

“So, a date,” Dutton stated again.

“It’s not a date.”

“Sounds like a date to me,” Dutton said like a know-it-all.

“It’s no different than any random night with you,” Reece said defensively.

Dutton nodded in agreement and said, “You’re right,” his tone changed to an angry one and said, “Except I didn’t fuck you in the ass the night before like he did.

Reece looked like he couldn’t believe Dutton said that, so Reece reminded him that, “Last night YOU DID.”

Dutton threw his hands up and rolled his eyes. “Jesus Christ. WE BOTH fucked you in the ass.”

Reece folded his arms over his chest and sat back in a pout. “I thought you didn’t want to talk about that.”

“I don’t,” Dutton said as he turned to return to his room.

“Then why are you?”

Dutton stopped and turned around. “Because YOU are.”

“You brought it up.”

Dutton sat down on the edge of a chair facing Reece who was sitting on the couch. “So, let me get this straight.  The first time you decide to take it up the ass from another guy besides me, and you want to date him?”

Reece scowled before replying, “I took it up the ass from TWO guys and ONE of them asked me out. So, yes. Why do you care anyway? ‘You and I are just experimenting’ is what you said.

“What the fuck does that mean?” asked Dutton shaking his head. “I thought that three-way was a one-time thing. I thought we were just taking him for a test drive.”

“We did. I like the way he handled, so I’m taking him out for another spin,” Reece said with sarcasm.

Dutton slouched back in the chair. “This is so fucked up. Honestly, I thought you were just bi-curious or some shit. Damn.” He shook his head in disbelief as he said, “YOU are going on a date with a dude.” Dutton never fathomed he’d ever see his best friend admit he’d always wanted to get fucked to satisfy a curiosity, and now, Reece was going on a date with a guy. It’s one thing to get drunk and experiment with another dude, but it’s another thing to date a guy. The experimentation was temporary, dating was more permanent.

“Hey, this is all your fault,” Reece told him.

“Mine? How? How did I make you go gay?”

“Well, you did fuck me first, so...” said Reece shrugging one shoulder.

“Dude, again, we were both experimenting. You begged me to fuck you! I didn’t think you’d turn homo.”

Reece sat up and pointed at Dutton. “Wait a minute. Last night, after we left his apartment, YOU told ME you liked it.”

“First of all, I was drunk and a little high. People say fucked up things when their drunk. Second, it was my first all guy three way… I never ever thought that would come out of my mouth,” Dutton said shaking his head. “I admit I did like it. Does that make me gay?” Dutton shrugged. “Maybe bi, I dunno. I wanted to see what the big deal was, why you were so hellbent on trying it. And I didn’t have a problem experimenting because it’s YOU. I trust you.” Dutton studied Reece’s face. “I think you’re just confused.”

“About what?”

“You were curious, you got fucked and now you think you must be gay because you liked it. You’re not gay, bro. I know you better than anyone. You still like pussy way too fucking much.”

“Who the fuck are you to tell me what I am. Dude, I didn’t say I didn’t like pussy, but I really liked being with a dude. I mean, I REALLY liked getting fucked.”

Dutton rubbed his temples with his fingers. “Ok, fine! Fuck, you don’t have to tell me how much you love getting fucked. I remember.” Dutton remembered everything. He remembered his big, six-foot-three, handsome, powerhouse friend with 210-pounds of hard muscle and a rugged, scruffy face, laying on his stomach, muscled ass in the air, moaning and groaning while getting fucked in the ass.

Reece threw his hands up in frustration. “Then what’s the issue, Benner? If you know I like it, what makes you think I would stop?”

“It’s one thing to keep messing around with me but I just thought the three-way was going to be a one-time thing.”

“Messing around,” Reece scoffed quietly.

Dutton continued, “When we hooked up with Alex, I thought it was just going to be a harmless make out session, or he would blow us. I didn’t know it was going to end up being a full-on three-way, with like, fucking and everything.

“Well, it did, and I liked it. You tried it, and you liked it.  You said so.”

“I tried crème soda once too. I liked it but I don’t need to drink it again,” Dutton said sarcastically.

“Sorry, I need another taste to make sure,” Reece quipped back.

There were both silent for a moment. Each one staring at the other until Dutton looked down at the floor. Timidly, he asked, “Are you going to let him fuck you?”

“Dude. I’m not even thinking about that.”

“What?” Dutton guffawed. “YOU not thinking about sex? YOU who always think with your dick,” Dutton said with a shocked expression.

“I’m just interested in getting to know him,” replied Reece very seriously.

“Bullshit!” Dutton exclaimed almost jumping out of the chair. “Bro, he’s six-three, jacked and looks like a fucking model. Trust me, you’re thinking about it.”

Reece smirked and said, “Sounds like YOU want to date him.”

“If I were GAY, hell yeah. Besides, he’s a great kisser.”

“So are you,” Reece said. Dutton stopped and looked at Reece, the comment throwing Dalton off. But then Reece continued sarcastically, “You’d make a great couple. You’re both pretty boys, you both have jacked bodies, and great hair. You’d have beautiful children together.”

“Fuck you,” Dutton sneered.

“I’m going to follow my gut and go out with him. If you don’t want to talk about it, we don’t have to,” Reece said as he started to his room to change.

“Fine, Walt. Do what you want. Go out with him,” Dutton called out over his shoulder.

“I am!” Reece called back from inside his room.

***

2 weeks ago…

“Have you ever wondered what it’s like to get fucked?” Reece asked with slow words from the weed they’d been smoking for the past hour.

They had been talking about one of their best friends, Cameron, who had been a frat brother and came out a couple of years ago in college. Over the last few years, they had watched Cameron date quite a few guys until he finally found the one. Dutton and Reece were going to be in the wedding, so they were making travel plans for the destination wedding. Their scattered conversation moved to how many gay dudes were going to be at the wedding and hooking up with each other. That inevitably led to the topic of gay sex.

“What?” Dutton said spitting up laughing because the question came out of nowhere.

“Come on. Haven’t you ever wondered?” Reece said laughing at Dutton’s reaction. “Cameron says he’s a bottom. Dude LOVES to get fucked. Says he has the most amazing orgasms when he gets fucked.”

“Can’t say that I have ever wondered, bro,” Dutton replied grinning.

“I have,” Reece confirmed nonchalantly.

Dutton watched him to see if Reece was joking, but his face showed no signs of kidding. “Wait, you’re serious? Bro, you’re so fucking high right now,” he said as if waving it off.

“Yeah, I am fucking high,” Reece said with a stoned grin. “And yes, I’m serious.” He put his elbow on the table and rested his chin in the palm of his hand in thought. “I’ve always been curious about it. Like, why do gay dudes love it so much? If a dude like Cameron likes it, it must be amazing. What’s it like to have another guy INSIDE you?”

Cameron was the guy at the frat who everyone liked. He was a good athlete, played football and baseball, graduated top of his class. He was just a great guy altogether. When he came out, everyone was surprised but not shocked. Cameron was a very handsome, well-built guy who was very meticulous about his looks and how he dressed. He was teased a lot; his friends would say he would make some gay dude a great husband someday. Reece was always Cameron’s biggest supporters, often double dating, Reece with his girlfriend of the day, and Cameron and his latest boyfriend. “Cameron just seems so much happier lately.”

“And that makes you want to try it?” asked Dutton becoming increasingly interested in his friend’s comments.

“Yeah,” he said bluntly before pausing. “I mean, I get it, why gay dudes think other dudes are hot. I know when another dude is hot. Don’t you?”

Dutton shrugged, “Yeah. I think every dude knows; it’s just not cool to admit it.”

“Right?” Reece asked enthusiastically. “Why can’t we just say we think another dude is hot. I think you’re hot. I should be able to tell you that without repercussions.”

Dutton was amused watching his stoned roommate confess his deep desires. Dutton grinned and asked, “You think I’m hot, Walt?”

“Of course!” Reece said nodding his head. “Don’t you think I am?” he asked as if they answer was an obvious yes.

Dutton was about to confess something he’d never said out loud. Dutton thought he’d always had a man-crush on his very attractive, well-built best friend. Dutton was so stoned; he didn’t think it would hurt to confess. He smirked and said, “I do. I think you’re very hot.” Saying that brought up feelings he had kept buried. There were times when Dutton had confusing feelings for Reece. But he brushed them aside because he was straight, both of them were straight.

Reece looked at him with a really stoned smile, his eyes glassy and half closed. He continued to smile, he looked cute, Dutton thought. Reece was ruggedly handsome and to see such a dumb smile on his face was funny. What Dutton didn’t tell Reece was that he’d never thought about what it would be like to bottom, but he had wondered what it would be like to fuck a guy, a guy like Reece.

“Yeah, we’re both hot,” Reece mumbled before taking another hit.

“We are,” Dutton agreed still grinning.

Out of the blue again Reece blurted out, “You wanna fuck me?”

“Walt! Bro… dude…” Dutton sputtered. Even though he was high as fuck, he still realized what Reece asked him.

“What? I trust you, Benner,” Reece said to Dutton. “I want someone I know to fuck me the first time, someone I trust.”

“Walt, you really want me to fuck you?” Dutton asked him with a serious expression. Now that the opportunity to fuck Reece had presented itself, Dutton was excited and also freaked out. He would get the chance to experiment to see what it was like. Reece was the perfect guy to experiment with.

Reece nodded and replied, “Yes, Dutton.” Reece called him by his first name which rarely happened. They were bros, always called each other by their last names or a version of. “I want you to fuck me.”

There was a very long pause before Dutton responded. “I’ll fuck you,” Dutton said staring into this friend’s eyes.

Reece perked up. “Yeah? You’d do me a solid and fuck me?”

“You said you trusted me. Wouldn’t want to disappoint you, Reece,” Dutton replied using Reece’s first name too.

“Hey. You called me Reece,” Reece said noticing the change.

Dutton shrugged, replied, “You called me Dutton. Thought it must be serious if you used my first name.”

Reece sat up. They were on the floor leaning back against the front of the couch, the coffee table in front of them with a whole spread of weed and beer. Reece slowly leaned in towards Dutton.

Dutton watched him, everything seemed like slow-motion, as Reece came closer. “What are you doing, Reece?” Dutton asked, his tone still amused that Reece was being so cute and uninhibited.

“Can’t fuck me without kissing me first,” Reece said flirtatiously. “I’m not a slut, Dutton.” Their lips met. It was a short kiss, not open mouth. They came apart and looked at each other. Then they came back in and this time the kiss was longer, open mouth, with lots of tongue.

Dutton was shocked and excited at how perfect the kissing was with Reece. It was everything he ever thought kissing a dude would be. He loved making out with women but with a man, it was a whole new universe. He felt Reece’s facial scruff from not shaving for a few days. Reece was one of those who could pull off a scruffy jawline and still look clean-cut, and handsome. When Reece wore a ball cap, it just emphasized his square jaw line more.

Reece was getting into the kiss, maybe more than Dutton. At times, he felt like a creeper because he would open his eyes and sneak peeks at his buddy. Dutton’s eyes were closed, his eyelashes were so black, so thick and long that they made him look like he wore permanent eyeliner. His eyelashes made his blue eyes pop. Most likely from his part Mediterranean heritage. Reece figured they were kissing and were going to fuck so why not take in the goods. His hands roamed along Dutton’s hard, ripped body. Reece liked muscular arms. He would secretly watch guys at the gym who had pumped arms, wondering what they would feel like wrapped around him. He tried to toss those feelings aside, but it was becoming too much lately. If he didn’t find out what sex with a guy was like soon, he felt like he was going to explode.

Reese slowly twisted his body over until he was straddling Dutton’s lap, facing him. He bent down and continued kissing his buddy. Dutton looked up and took in the sight of his muscular, rugged friend straddling him. He ran his hands up Reece’s muscular quads and then found a rock-hard cock pressing against his jeans.

“Damn,” Dutton said between kissing, his hand squeezing Reece’s cock through his jeans. “You’re fucking huge, Reece,” he said, his voice husky and sexy.

Reece started to swivel his ass around on Dutton’s hard cock. Reece was making short moaning sounds as he ground down harder. “You’re cock is so big. Want it inside me.”

“We better do something about that before this weed wears off,” Dutton said, breathing hard.

Reece chuckled and said, “Why? You think we’ll regret this when it does?”

“Guess we’ll see,” he said. He pushed Reece away and stood up. He hooked his hand around Reece’s and pulled him up. “One more hit,” Dutton said. He bent down and pick up the pipe off the coffee table. He took a long hit and handed it to Reece who did the same.

They made their way to Dutton’s room. They tore off their clothes. And after more foreplay, kissing and touching, Reece was begging to be fucked. He rolled over on his stomach. Dutton saw that beautiful muscular butt sticking up, it looked so strong and powerful. He couldn’t wait to sink his dick into it. He had been admiring Reece’s ass for years. Reece handed him a tube of lube.

“Go slow,” Reece mumbled.

Dutton slathered lube on his dick. “Shouldn’t you be loosened up? Or something?”

Reece had his forehead resting on the tops of his folded hands. “Don’t worry about it. Just go slow.” Reece had been using a dildo for months, but to him, it just wasn’t a substitute for the real thing.

“Ok but tell me if you need me to pull out, Reece,” Dutton said very caringly.

“Just go,” Reece said impatiently.

Dutton pried Reece’s plump cheeks apart and aimed his cock at Reece’s hole. He pushed at the entrance and stopped. He was watching for any reaction from Reece to stop. There was no reaction, so Dutton pushed again. Reece started to hiss and wince. Dutton stopped.

“Keep going,” Reece whispered.

“Does it hurt? It looks like it hurts,” Dutton asked concerned.

“Dutton, just keep going,” Reece growled back. Dutton flinched realizing how serious his buddy was about this by the tone of his voice. Dutton pushed in. Reece’s body tensed; his head shot up.

“FUCK!” Reece blurted out. “FUCK!”

“Are you ok?”

“No,” Reece replied curtly.

“I’ll pull out.”

“NO!” Reece yelled out. “Just give me a fucking minute,” he snapped. Dutton froze his body, not moving an inch. He was concerned he was hurting Reece, but he knew his buddy well. Reece wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. When there was something that Reece wanted, he didn’t let anything stop him.

“Ok, ok,” Dutton replied.

Reece was taking in deep breaths and then blowing them out in rapid succession. His teeth were clenched as were his eyes. Dutton felt Reece’s ass slowly lift as if trying to swallow Dutton’s cock. “Fucking gay porn makes this look so easy,” Reece said in a struggled breath. Dutton laughed. He was laughing at what Reece said and also at the new knowledge that Reece had been watching gay porn.

“Maybe I should video this then, might make it easier,” Dutton commented sarcastically.

Reece wasn’t laughing. He was pushing back though in slow increments. “Just shut up and look pretty,” he said condescendingly. Reece took in a very deep breath and shoved back. “Push in!” he said to Dutton. Reece let out a harrowing scream as the two met in the middle.

The second Dutton felt that inner ring snap around his dick, he saw stars. Reece’s hole was so tight around his cock. It was tighter than any pussy he’d fucked. He felt like there was a tight rubber band around his cock. His eyes bulged and his jaw fell open as he let loose a loud, “FUUUUCK!”

At the same time, Reece felt Dutton’s thick cock sink in and lodge itself deep inside. He simultaneously yelled out, “FUUUCK! His hands clenched the blanket under him, his knuckles turned white. He lay perfectly still as he felt the heavy weight of Dutton on his back.

“Oh my God, Reece,” Dutton whispered. “Oh, my fucking God! Feels fucking incredible!”

Reece was whimpering and clenching his ass. Hearing a big man like Reece whimper was new for Dutton. “Oh my god,” Reece whispered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he kept repeating in a hoarse whisper.

Dutton flexed his cock which Reece felt immediately. “Wait, wait, dude,” Reece said out of breath. “Hold on, cowboy,” he whispered.

“Got it,” Dutton told him, trying even more to not move. “Tell me what to do.”

“Just… just hold still.”

“Reece, maybe this wasn’t a good idea,” Dutton said, trying to not antagonize the bigger man, while showing compassion as well.

“DUTTON! SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DON’T DO ANYTHING UNTIL I TELL YOU TO!” Reece yelled out at him. His voice was rattled with frustration and impatience. Then calmly he said, “It’s fine. Just… it’s fine.”

They must have lay frozen in time for what felt like five-minutes until softly, Reece said, “Ok, I’m good.”

“Are you sure?” Dutton asked as calmly as he could. “It must feel fucking awful.”

“Are you kidding me? It’s fucking amazing. I feel so full.”

“Oh!” Dutton wasn’t expecting that response. “So, should I…”

“Yeah, you should.” Reece said quickly.

“Ok.” Dutton slowly pulled out and then back in slowly. The sounds that came from Reece’s mouth Dutton had only heard from women. Reece didn’t sound like a woman, but he said the same things. Every time Dutton injected him, Reece would go nuts.

“Faster,” Reece told him. Dutton didn’t hold back. Reece’s hole felt so amazing, he couldn’t wait to really pounce. He sped up his pace, sweat started dripping, a loud smacking reverberating from the room. Dutton watched his buddy writhe around, obviously in total, complete ecstasy. It was mesmerizing to Dutton to see. If this was what it’s like to fuck a guy, he could handle doing this all the time, at least fucking Reece all the time.

Reece felt Dutton’s big, strong hands pressing down on his shoulders, the weight of the man was intoxicating to Reece as he held him down. He looked back out of the corner of his eye to see Dutton’s muscular body flexing and sweating. Reece saw the determination on his friend’s face as Dutton used all the power that he could muster to claim that ass.

They fucked for a shorter time than it felt for them. They were both so lost in the sensations of it all that neither one could last long. Dutton tried to hold back, but every time he plunged in, he had to keep from cumming.

“Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit!” Dutton yelled out. “REECE!”

Reece felt the hard thrusts that slowed down, the expression on Dutton’s face, the emotion in his voice. Reece knew what was happening.

“REECE, REECE, REECE!” Dutton called out over and over. “I can’t… stop…!”

“DUTTON! DON’T CUM INSI….” Reece yelled back but it was too late.

“FUUUUUCCKKKKK AGHHHHHHH!” Dutton roared. His face contorted into a mask of absolute orgasmic ecstasy.  Reece froze solid as he felt a new warmth flood into his gut. It was a warm sensation he’d never experienced before, and he liked it. But he was also pissed that his buddy would dump a load in his newly fucked ass. He wasn’t ready for that kind of experience.

“DUTTON! Shit!” Reece yelled at him.

“Oh my god, oh my god, so sorry, so sorry,” Dutton babbled as he fell down flat onto Reece’s muscular back. They were both breathing hard.

“You… fucking… came… in me,” Reece managed to say between breaths.

Dutton head the anger in his buddy’s voice. He would be pissed too. “I know. I’m so sorry. But, dude, your ass... that was... oh my GOD!”

“I can’t believe this. I let you fuck me and then you cum in me,” Reece said shaking his head, his forehead resting on his forearms.

“Reece, I’m so sorry. I promise, I didn’t mean to. I was gonna pull out, but…”

“But what?”

“Reece, it was the most amazing feeling I’ve ever had. Like, EVER. Fuck!” he exclaimed, still coming down off his high.

Reece perked up. He liked hearing the glee in his best friend’s voice. “Yeah? Like, the best?”

“Fuck, yes. What was it like for you?”

Reece smiled. “Dude, it was fan-fucking-tastic. It was everything I hoped it would be. It was beyond everything.”

Dutton smiled. “Right on! So, fucking happy you liked it because I fucking loved it.”

“You should have, you finished inside me,” Reece said sarcastically.

That’s when Dutton realized what Reece was saying, he hadn’t cum. “Oh, shit! Dude, what do you need me to do? I mean, I don’t know if I can get you off, but I can try.” Dutton was nervous Reece was going to ask him to jack him off or worst yet, blow him. Besides, it’s what either one of them would have asked a woman to do.

Reece laughed. “I lied. I came a long time ago. I was just trying to make you feel bad for putting a baby in me.”

Dutton started to laugh and then stopped abruptly at Reece’s baby joke. Then it all came flooding into his brain, what just happened, what they did. He just fucked his best friend and then came inside him. Reece now had a piece of Dutton inside of him. Dutton freaked out. What had he done? He pulled out of Reece which made him yelp out.

“Hey! Slow!” Reece yelled. “You’re packin!”

“Sorry,” Dutton mumbled as he rolled off the bed and headed into the bathroom.

“Where you going?” Reece asked confused, but then figured Dutton had to pee. It was silent for a minute until Dutton reemerged fully dressed.

“I got a… thing,” he stammered as he searched for his phone.

“A thing?” Reece asked and then realized Dutton was freaking out. “Shit! Are you freaking out?”

Dutton picked up his phone, faced Reece and tried to look and sound normal. “Huh? What? No,” he replied unconvincingly to Reece.

Reece could see the guy was nervous and avoiding eye contact. “Dude… Dutton…”

Dutton turned to leave and said, “Can you throw my sheets in the laundry? I’m gonna… go.”

“DUTTON BENNER!” Reece yelled out. “Get back here and cut the shit!” Dutton stopped dead in his tracks. He’d head that voice before. It was Reece’s pissed off voice. He never liked being the target of that tone. Dutton turned back to Reece. Reece continued, “What the fuck? Don’t fucking freak out on me! You said you wouldn’t freak out!”

“No, I said we would see what happens,” Dutton replied trying to sound calm.

“I thought you liked it.”

“Come on, Walt,” Dutton said now reverting back to Reece’s nickname.

“Walt?” Reece said noticing right away his buddy pulling back, stopping any affection he showed a few minutes ago.

“What do you want from me?” Dutton asked throwing his arms up. “I did what you wanted.”

“I don’t want anything,” Reece said. “I just don’t want you to freak out over this. I’m not.”

“YOU SHOULD!” Dutton shot back.

“Why?” Reece asked as he rolled off the bed, picked up his boxer briefs and slid them on. Dutton watched Reece’s muscular body as he pulled on his briefs, then Dutton looked away hoping it would take away any other residual sexual thoughts. It wasn’t working because he kept glancing back to Reece. God, the guy was so perfect. “Tell me. Tell ME why I should be freaking out?”

“You have an ass full of cum right now. That’s why.”

Reece stood there, folding his muscular arms over his chest. “But it’s yours.”

Dutton was taken off guard. “What?”

“It’s your cum. Yeah, I was pissed you did it, but, Dutton, it’s yours so I can’t get stay pissed. If it were some rando who came in me, then I would throw down.”

“But how can you act so normal having another dude’s cum in your ass?”

“How can you NOT act normal? YOU’RE not the one with cum in your ass. I should be the one freaking out and running out like a fucking coward. But I’m not.”

“Why not?” Dutton still didn’t fully understand.

“Because it was my first time, Dutton. You were my fucking first and I don’t take that lightly. The fuck is wrong with you?” Reece asked. He looked hurt and upset.

Dutton looked at him and instantly felt bad. He shuffled to the bed and sat down on the edge. He rested his elbows on his knees and face-planted into his open palms. “Fuck,” he said muffled into his hands.

Reece came around and sat next to him. “Hey, if I would have known this was going to traumatize you, I wouldn’t have picked you. I thought you liked it.”

Dutton sat up and looked at him. “I did like it, you idiot. I thought we established that with my boys swimming around in your gut.”

Reece started laughing. Dutton looked at him trying to not laugh but seeing his best friend laughing, he couldn’t hold off laughing. “Your boys swimming in my gut?” Reece asked laughing.

“What?” Dutton laughed. “It’s true!”

“You’re such an idiot sometimes,” Reece said putting his arm around him. “Hey, it’s cool. We’re cool. Right?”

Dutton shrugged and then nodded. “Yeah. We’re cool.”

“If you don’t want to ever talk about it again, we won’t.”

“Let’s just keep it between us.”

Reece laughed. “Who the fuck am I going to tell?”

“Oh, right.”

“Are you really upset we did this?” Reece asked him.

Dutton paused. “I mean, I’m not upset. I’m just confused.”

“Ok, I get it. I was too until now. Now, I know what I like and that’s because of you. You were there for me when I needed it. I’ll never regret it.” Reece pulled Dutton close. Dutton blushed and smiled.

“So, does this mean you’re full homo?” Dutton teased. “Or bi?”

Reece shrugged. “I dunno. I’m taking this one day at a time.”

“Ok,” Dutton said with a smile. They looked into each other’s eyes, held the gaze for a while.

Reece looked down and then back to Dutton. “So… do you maybe… wanna do it again?”

Dutton hesitated. He did want to do it again. He wished he could have more time to think but right now, his dick was thinking for him. He nodded his head, “Fuck, yeah, I wanna do it again.”

“Me too,” Reece said relieved. He wanted to feel like he did a few minutes ago, full, and electric.

“Now? Can we do it now?” Dutton asked sounding excited and impatient.

“Yes! That’s why I’m asking, dork,” Reece teased him.

Dutton slid off his jeans in record time. This time he started the whole thing off by tossing Reece back on the bed and climbing on top of him. They made out for a while. There was humping, there was licking, there was moaning. Dutton reached for the lube. Reece stayed on his back.

“Dutton, do me on my back.”

Dutton smirked. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Fuck yeah,” Dutton said as he shuffled up between Reece’s spread legs.

“Dutton,” Reece said. “You can cum in me if you want.”

Dutton had the biggest grin on his face as he replied, “I was gonna anyway.”

“Of course, you were,” Reece said with a roll of his eyes.