•Does This Help You Understand?•

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*Smut Warning*

It was currently late at night and two best friends were sitting next to one another at the edge of a twin sized bed, playing Super Mario Bros 3 on a small TV. Well that's what they were right? Best friends...

"Eddie! I swear if you get me killed again!" Richie yelled.

"It's not my fault that you're bad!" Eddie returned.

"Well you're the one that keeps jumping over the enemies instead of killing them and leaving them for me to deal with!" Richie complained quickly, his words slurring together, so that Eddie could only barely understand them.

Both boys currently had their eyes glued to the TV screen in Richie's room. Despite it being a multiplayer game, of course the boys had to turn it into a competition. Whoever died 3 times first had to do the other's homework this weekend.

And this lead to the current situation; Richie on 1 death and Eddie on 2.

Eddie's character soon jumped over 3 paragoombas and ran ahead, leaving Richie to have to defeat all of them himself.

Eddie began to laugh as he looked over to  Richie sticking out his tongue between his teeth in concentration. 

The truth is, the only reason he hopped over the enemies was because Richie had the most attractive concentration face. And he liked to bother Richie sometimes. Either way, it was a win win for Eddie as his giant crush on Richie only got bigger and bigger over the years.

"Damn it!" Richie called out.

Eddie was snapped out of his focus and looked away from Richie over to the TV. Richie had just died, leaving both boys with two deaths to their name.

"Fuck yeah! We're even now!" Eddie yelled, pumping his fists into the air.

"Yeah, yeah! Just start it again! I'm gonna beat you this time, Eddie spaghetti!" Richie yelled, adjusting his position on the bed, pushing himself slightly closer to Eddie.

Eddie pressed the start button as he began to speak again.

"I told you not to call me that!" Eddie said, smacking Richie on the leg.

The boy's characters began to run along the screen as flying koopa patroopas came straight towards them.

Richie responded by hitting Eddie back in the leg. His tactic this time around was to mess with Eddie enough that he would get distracted and lose.

"Oh, we're playing that game!" Eddie yelled, grabbing at Richie's thigh and squeezing hard.

"Ow! Quit it!" Richie said, pulling away from Eddie's grasp while still looking at the TV and dodging oncoming enemies.

In response to the previous grab, Richie grasped at Eddie's thigh and squeezed. Except, it wasn't too hard because he honestly didn't want to hurt Eddie, just apply enough pressure to bother him.

What Richie hadn't accounted for was where his hand would land. So, Eddie was currently sat with his eyes wide open and his body stiff as Richie's hand sat on his inner thigh, right next to his dick.

Eddie tried to ignore the slight pressure of Richie's big warm hand next to his cock, but for the life of him, he couldn't.

Eddie bit his lip and looked over at Richie, but Richie honestly hadn't noticed. He just continued to play the game.

Eddie attempted to continue as well, but he soon ran right into an enemy and died.

"Fuck yes!! It looks like Eds is doing my homework this weekend!" Richie yelled, clutching his controller with one hand.

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