Henry Bowers X Patrick Hockstetter

Dare

[Third Person POV]

Henry sat tensed, gripping onto the seat he was in. He quickly forced himself to appear calming down and looked at Patrick who walked away to Belch, laughing. Henry got up and grumbled. They were in Belch's house, up in his room playing some truth or dare game but only where they did dares since no one wanted to get beat by touching a nerve. Victor brought the idea, being the brains of the four, knowing how the others act and would act. Patrick had taken the dare of basically nearly lighting Henry on fire, which had led to that moment of Henry being tense.

"Sit down," Victor hissed as he hurried to Henry and grabbed his arm. Henry, not wanting to cause anything since it'd definitely get back to his father, sat down where he was.

"Alright Henry," Belch chirped up. Henry rolled his eyes. "Hmm. How about, you and Patrick make a porno."

Victor stared at him with a very plain "what" expression. Henry just covered his face and groaned. Patrick, who had moved to looking out the window, debating whether or not to just jump out of it, had not actually heard the dare.

"C'mon, I'm nearly out of ideas and it'll just resort to violence so this is the safest option I can really think of."

"I am not making a god damn porno," Henry hissed. That made Patrick pause and look at them.

"Wait what are we talking about?"

"I dare you two to make a porno," Belch responded. Patrick simply blinked.

"Ah. Uh. Alright."

Henry paused and looked at him.

"No! We are not making a porno!"

"Don't be a pussy."

"I'm not being a pussy, I don't want to make a porno with a guy!"

Patrick rolled his eyes.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to."

Victor sighed.

"How about you just do it when you want and since it's a porno, we'll know you did."

Patrick shrugged.

"Alright."

× Skipping to when they do the dare. ×

Henry stood there in front of an old camera which was pointed at him. It didn't catch his face, which would be blurred out anyway, but that just made it worse to be pointing at his body. He was shirtless, undoing his belt and mumbling to himself while he did about how stupid this was. Suddenly, Patrick walked over and grabbed his arms.

"Don't touch me," he hissed while pulling his arms away.

"C'mon this shouldn't be difficult."

"It will be."

"It's just for a stupid dare, let it be."

"Fine but you don't get the little touches. And no god damn kissing."

Patrick nodded.

"Fine."

Henry looked down and removed the rest of his clothes. He twitched as Patrick grabbed his hips and moved him back to the bed. He grabbed Patrick's hands.

"I said no touches."

"Fine. How should we do this."

"Get down, I'll ride and see where that goes."

Patrick nodded and let go, getting on the bed and sitting back. He watched Henry crawl over him.

"Oh people are gonna like this."

"I get to edit this alright. I am not leaving this shit in."

"Sure."

Henry positioned himself over him carefully. Slowly, he eased himself down onto his dick, gritting his teeth and shutting his eyes as he felt the sting of stretching himself.

"We could've used lube."

"Shut up."

"Alright. Jeez."

Henry examined the situation, genuinely scared to move but he started grinding against Patrick, setting his hands against his stomach and chest. He didn't want to let himself like it but the feeling felt better than he had imagined. Slowly, he shuffled, leaning his head back as he panted quietly.

"You good?" Patrick asked, reaching to his waist and grabbing it softly.

"I'm alright."

"Mm. You sure?"

"Yes, I'm fine," he sighed. He looked down as Patrick started caressing his skin softly. He let him be, knowing Patrick would be dying to do something with his hands. He leaned his head back, starting to grind again from stopping so they could talk. He didn't want to make any sounds, causing him to be struggling quite a bit but he did manage to stay quiet.

"Henry," Patrick huffed. Henry hushed him, shuffling a bit on him. He twitched when Patrick lifted him carefully. Henry leaned down over him, panting quietly.

"What is it," he huffed. He wasn't all that far from his face, causing Patrick to twitch a bit. He struggled, his face getting red with embarrassment.

"Can we finish separately."

"You already close?" Henry snickered.

"Oh shut up. How are you even holding up that long."

"I dunno, honestly." He sighed. "Yeah, we can finish separately. People got a somewhat porno I guess. That's all that matters right."

"Mhm. You can stay here and edit it. I don't want you going home and your dad getting nosey."

Henry nodded, crawling off the bed and grabbing the camera, turning it off. At least the dare was done. He just had to snip it and cut or mute the parts that indicated it was them. He thought to be considerate and give whoever's stumbled past it the audio of them panting, if it even caught on the camera.

He twitched from feeling Patrick's arms wrap around him as he hugged Henry close.

"Patrick. Let go," he hissed. He looked at Patrick to command him some more to do whatever but froze as Patrick kissed him. He stared wide eyed until Patrick broke the kiss and walked out of the room. Henry stood there, processing what had happened. He wasn't mad like he wanted to be. He sorta paused.

"Uh- Patrick!" He yelled, hurrying out to look for him.

Patrick stayed sitting in the bathroom. He was smiling and playing through his actions in his head. He didn't care what Henry thought. He just wanted a kiss.