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"What if we just tried it?"
"No."
"Come oooonnn, imagine how good it'd feel!"
"I'm not making out with you, dude."
"But we're never gonna get any at this rate! Might as well use each other, right?"
Alex groaned, raking his fingers through his hair in frustration. His friend Eric was currently grinning at him from the couch in the middle of his bedroom. Alex laid on his bed, his finger marking the page of a book in his lap as he listened to Eric's new fun idea.
"Just get a girlfriend already. Lay the flirting on thick and bring some random girl back. Get her drunk if you need to, damn," Alex suggested.
"Ughh but girls are so hard to deal with!"
"What, you scared of them?"
"No!" Eric pouted. "They're just so needy and demanding and expensive and they want me to do all this stuff for them and read their minds and ughhh it's just such a big fuckin' headache." He complained, resting his elbows over the back of the couch to direct all of his bitching in Alex's direction. Alex rolled his eyes and picked the book back up again.
He wasn't reading though. Instead, he continued the conversation, trying to act as disinterested as possible. "So you'd rather fag it up with your guy friend than go through the painstaking ordeal of simply asking a girl if she wants to hookup."
"You don't get it dude, it's not that simple. Besides, it's not gay if we're not gay. We're simply doing it as an... Experiment. Basic bodily needs. No faggy feelings necessary."
Alex eyed Eric from above his book, unimpressed. Eric realized he wasn't getting anywhere with this plan and huffed, annoyed at Alex's stubbornness.
"I'll pay you 10 dollars to suck me off." Eric said, his eyes piercing through Alex's book shield.
Alex paused. He put the book back down in his lap, returning the challenging eye contact. "20 dollars."
"15."
"15 and you have to suck me off."
"12 and I'll blow you."
Alex rolled his eyes. "Deal."
Eric grinned and Alex felt his face getting warm. He turned his head, pretending to look for a place to set his book down.
"Alright slut," Eric said as he got up from the couch and started unbuckling his belt.
"Woah- woah, hey, first of all, fuck right off," Alex said, flipping his friend off. "Second, fuck, already?? No preparation or nothing?"
"What, you wanna get all mushy? I thought you didn't want faggy feelings?" Eric challenged.
Alex glared. "No, I don't want you to buy me roses and set up a bunch of goddamn candles around the room, I just don't want this to be gross. Go clean up."
"God, you're so neurotic." Eric groaned, but he made his way to the bathroom regardless.
While Eric was gone, Alex mulled over what was about to happen. He was about to suck his best friend's dick. He'd get $12 and a blowjob in return, but still, he had to put Eric's dick in his mouth. His face burned with what he could only assume was embarrassment and his ever present spiraling anxiety. He really didn't want to do this, but they had a deal now. His heart raced. Deep down, something attempted to surface from the depths of his repressed thoughts. He didn't want to face it, so he just focused on calming himself down.
He laid back on his bed and closed his eyes, taking a few breaths. His hand wandered around, making its way up his shirt and inch towards the hem of his jeans. He should get himself in the mood first.
"Thinking about me while touching yourself?" Eric jabbed while entering back into the room, now with his shirt off and just his boxers on. He threw his discarded clothes to the side and stood before Alex's bed.
"You're the last thing on my mind right now. Just trying to prepare myself mentally for having some guy's dick in my mouth. Bet you don't need to do that, you're probably used to it."
Eric scoffed, "Okay man, what the fuck ever. Just get up."
Alex got up from his bed and took his jacket off, throwing it off somewhere in the other piles of clothes.
"Alright. What do you think would be more comfortable?" Eric turned and gestured to the bed as he spoke, "I could sit on the edge -- here, -- and you could get on your knees, or I could sit up against the headboard so you could be up on the bed as well, I don't know, what do you thi--"
Alex groaned in annoyance and stepped forward, turning Eric around and pushing him on the bed. Eric yelped, caught off guard at Alex taking charge. Alex got down on his knees in front of Eric and spread his legs apart gently.
"Woah," Eric said, stunned for a second before regaining his snark. "Experienced, aren't you?"
"I'll bite your dick clean off. Shut the fuck up," Alex said darkly, glaring up at him.
Eric bit his lip, feeling blood rush to his dick and excitement swirl around his stomach. "Something tells me you're not being dramatic when you say that."
Alex continued to glare up at him, now bringing his hand up to dig his finger nails into Eric's thigh. Eric sucked in a breath, feeling himself get more and more turned on by Alex's words and actions.
It's not gay though, Alex was just saying the right things and putting his hands in the right places. It's not Eric's fault Alex somehow knows what he's doing.
But Alex didn't actually know what he was doing. He was simply stalling for time as he continued to prepare himself for the disgusting action.
"So... What did you clean up?" Alex said, his nails relaxing and no longer digging into Eric's flesh. Eric noticed how they left deep indents in his skin and smirked.
"Oh, I just washed around down there so you wouldn't hate it. I know you're a picky eater," Eric teased with a wink. He was well aware of Alex's eating habits and his sensory issues and his need for cleanliness and control.
Alex's face burned and he gave Eric an intense death glare. Before he could bite back, Eric continued talking.
"I also brushed my teeth and used mouth wash."
Alex's face softened in confusion. "What? Why?"
Eric smirked and bent down, grabbing Alex's jaw and kissing him right on the lips. Alex gasped and froze, but then felt Eric's thumb pulling his bottom lip down to open his mouth so Eric's nasty, slimy tongue could enter between his lips.
Alex shoved him off and their mouths made a wet popping noise as they disconnected. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand while making disgusted noises.
"Blegh! What the hell, man? That wasn't part of the deal!"
"What, you just wanna suck my dick without any foreplay?" Eric cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
"I'm not your fucking girlfriend man! Let me just get this over with. If you keep acting gay, I'll make you choke on my dick with no mercy. But you'd like that, wouldn't you?" Alex argued.
Eric grinned devilishly, his voice going low and gravelly. "Big talk coming from a guy on his knees in front of me."
That made Alex furious. "Fuck this! I'm not sucking you off anymore. Keep your money, asshole," he said as he started to get back up.
"Wait, wait, no, I'll be nice, I'll be nice!" Eric pleaded, grabbing Alex's hand before he could get far.
Alex rolled his eyes. As much as he was going to hate this, and as much as he hated Eric right now, getting some experience would be pretty nice. He needed to know what it all felt like before the two of them went ballistic. He just needs to get through sucking Eric off, then Eric will suck him off, and they'll be even and won't have to do this ever again.
He got back down on his knees.
"Don't force me. Don't push my head down. You're gonna get whatever I give you. It's your fault for not wanting to pay for a whore," Alex demanded.
Eric smiled with half lidded eyes. "I'd never do anything to hurt you."
Alex felt his stomach flip and his head swim. He hoped he didn't show how flustered Eric's words made him as he lowered his head to stare at his friend's dick tent.
He took a deep, calming breath before exhaling it all out. He placed his left hand on Eric's upper thigh, pushing it to spread his legs further, while his right hand cupped around Eric's covered dick. Eric's head fell back and he smiled to himself, almost giggling from his nervousness and excitement. He was giddy.
Then Alex brought his mouth down to his friend's bulge. He kissed the top of it and around it, still covered by the layer of underwear. Eric thought it was cute as he watched the brunette's head move back and forth. Alex kissed and licked, teasing Eric and making him harder.
"Come on, I thought you didn't want foreplay?" Eric teased, whispering.
Alex's face burned as he realized he was being far too tender and affectionate for just a simple bro-on-bro blowjob. (A brojob, if you will.)
With a dangerously sharp look in his eyes, piercing right through Eric, he gripped the hem of Eric's boxers and ripped them down. As Eric's dick sprang up, Alex grasped the base of it and submerged the tip in his mouth.
Eric almost yelped in surprise, bringing a hand up to his mouth to keep from making any embarrassing noises.
Alex started feeling self conscious about the eye contact, thinking it might've been a little too gay, so he just closed his eyes and focused on sucking and jerking off Eric's cock. He opened his mouth a little and dragged his tongue down to the base of his cock while his thumb rubbed around the tip.
Eric was rendered speechless. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do or say in this situation. He didn't think he'd get this far, to be honest.
"You're really good at this...." He huffed under his breath.
Alex didn't know how to take the compliment. He didn't want to be good at sucking dick! But the praise was nice, he supposed. It gave him a sweet little feeling in his stomach.
He went back to sucking, hollowing his mouth out and trying to go down farther without triggering his throat. Eric didn't care if he couldn't go down all the way, he was about to cum just from what little Alex had performed already.
"Fuck, dude, it feels so good...." Eric sighed, his eyes shut as he leaned forward, a hand on his mouth and another gently pressing on Alex's head.
Alex came up with a pop! and jerked Eric off while he caught his breath. Eric opened his eyes to watch Alex, amazed at his focus on the task at hand. Alex wanted it to be perfect. He was playing Eric like the piano, treating him as if he was drawing on him with pen. All his attention was focused entirely on pleasuring Eric, not wanting to mess up. He was always quite the little perfectionist.
When Eric felt himself about to cum, he took a chance. Removing his dick from Alex's mouth, he leaned forward and grabbed Alex's jaw, bringing him up for a kiss. Alex was caught by surprise but he kept pumping Eric until he came on Alex's hand and shirt. When Eric was done, he pulled himself away and opened his eyes slightly. Alex was still stunned, a deer in headlights not knowing what to think or do. So Eric just stared at him, his eyes taking in Alex's features. His lips, now red and puffy and glisteningly wet, his cute little nose and big brown eyes... Eric couldn't help himself.
"You're really cute," the blonde whispered.
Alex recoiled at that, pushing Eric away with a grunt. "Shut up, fag," he spat, looking away so Eric wouldn't see his red face.
Eric had simply flopped backwards on the bed when Alex pushed him. He was dazed and drunk on, fuck, what was it, endorphins? He didn't fucking know. He just felt happy. A giggle escaped him and he brought his hands up to cover his face.
"Stop being a girl and get up. It's your turn now," Alex complained as he stood up. He studied his hand and shirt, now stained with cum. "Ugh, gross... Wish you would've squirted literally anywhere else."
"What, would you have preferred I came in your throat, you little cock slut?" Eric smirked as he propped himself up on his elbows.
Alex was silent as he gave him a dead, unamused stare.
Eric rolled his eyes with a smile. "Whore."
The next moment happened so fast. Alex had grabbed his pocket knife from his jeans and pounced on Eric, pinning him to the bed with his entire body as he brought the knife to his throat.
"Call me a slut one more time," he muttered through gritted teeth.
Eric was silent for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest as blood rushed through his head. He couldn't hear anything other than the rush and Alex's heavy breathing above him. It was quite possibly the hottest thing Alex could've done at that moment.
"Damn," Eric whispered, bewildered. "I'll be your slut now. Fuck, I'll do anything you want." The two of them searched through each other's eyes, Alex's brows knitted together and Eric's eyes wide with wonder.
Alex closed his eyes and sighed. He slid off Eric's body, sheathing his knife and returning it back into his pocket.
Eric sat up in the bed as Alex silently unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans down. Eric damn near licked his lips when he saw his friend's bulge. He felt like he hadn't eaten all day.
"After all that you put me through, I'm making you swallow. Do you understand, you fucking dog?" Alex pointed, accusatory, at the blonde.
Eric let out a heavy exhale, forgetting how to breathe for a second. He whispered a barely audible, "Yes...."
"What was that?" Alex demanded.
Eric slid off the bed and sank down to Alex's crotch. He placed his hands tentatively on the brunette's thighs while still looking up at him. "Yes, sir," he said as he brought his face up close to Alex's bulge, nuzzling his mouth and nose into the side.
Alex's cock twitched.
"Who's the cock slut now?" He asked, voice low.
"Me," Eric answered, his fingers hooking around the band of Alex's underwear. "And if you don't pull these god damn boxers down I'll just rip them off myself."
Alex cocked an eyebrow up and held his arms out. He lightly shrugged, keeping his hands up with no intention to bring them back down.
Eric's grip tightened and he ripped the boxers down, Alex's cock popping out and hitting Eric's cheek. Eric wasted no time before shoving as much as he could right in his mouth.
Alex jolted, not expecting Eric to start out so fast. He let out rhythmic grunts as Eric sucked back and forth. Alex could feel his hands start to shake slightly, so he brought them down to grip Eric's head. In turn, Eric gripped Alex's upper thighs, sure he'd be leaving marks soon.
"Fuck, fuck, Eric-" Alex gasped. Maybe Eric was right.
"Imagine how good it'd feel!"
As long as they kept it to themselves... no one needed to know that they blew each other. At least they could say they've received head before.
So Alex let himself enjoy it. He bit his lip and the inside of his mouth as he moaned, unable to control himself with the speed and sloppiness of Eric's motions. His mouth dropped open and he let out stilted groans that almost got caught in his throat.
Eric loved the way he was unraveling Alex. Loved his hot moans and his hands gripping his hair, trying to keep his hands and legs still. Alex may act like he's more commanding and dominant -- which he was -- but it just so happened that Eric knew how to knock him down a peg, so to speak. Knew just how to melt him right between his fingers, his wax dripping down Eric's hands.
Alex let out a loud whorish "Fuck!" and a moan before spilling his seed down Eric's throat. Eric didn't take his mouth off of Alex's cock until he drank it all up. He dragged his mouth off slowly and looked up at Alex. The boy was still recovering, his eyes closed and breath ragged as he attempted to regain his composure.
Eric kissed Alex's tip and wiped his mouth as he got back up on his feet. He stood in front of Alex, who was still catching his breath, so he simply caressed the boy's arms with his hands gently to help soothe him. Alex leaned into the touch and rested his head on Eric's chest.
Finally, Alex had calmed down enough to look up at Eric.
Neither of them knew what they were supposed to do. They didn't want to ruin the moment, but they also didn't know how affectionate they were allowed to be.
"So... How was it? Was it worth it?" Eric whispered, smiling.
Alex answered by grabbing Eric's face and giving him a firm kiss. Eric hummed into it, delighted.
They parted and Eric said, "I'll take that as a yes."
They had cleaned themselves up, changed clothes and flopped down on Alex's bed shortly after. They were tired and satisfied. Eric lay on his back while Alex nuzzled his head to the boy's side, his arm draped across his chest. Eric lazily brushed his fingers up and down Alex's back and arm. It wasn't long before they dozed off.
When they woke up, neither of them mentioned the money.