Solby smutshots 🔞🥵

《Summer.》

Kink: Underaged(?)Blow jobs.

Promt:

Colby has had feelings for His best friend, Sam for quite some time. Fortunately the feeling is mutual.

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《No one's POV》

It was a hot Tuesday night in July, and Colby Brock couldn't stop thinking about his best friend, Sam Goldbach. They were both going into their senior year of high school, and Colby had developed a major crush on Sam. He knew it was inappropriate, but he just couldn't help the way he felt. Colby loved Sam's blonde hair, blue eyes, and outgoing personality. He was also an adventurer, always up for trying new things, and that excited Colby.

Colby was lying in his bed, wearing only his boxer briefs, scrolling through his phone. He paused as he came across a particularly revealing photo of Sam from their recent beach trip. Sam was shirtless, his defined abs glistening in the sun, and his muscular arms were raised above his head as he celebrated scoring a touchdown in their beach football game. Colby's heart raced as he imagined running his hands over Sam's chest and feeling those tight abs clench under his touch.

Unbeknownst to Colby, Sam had similar thoughts about him. Sam found himself frequently fantasizing about Colby's tall frame, brown hair, and mesmerizing blue eyes. He wanted to explore the tension that had been building between them, but he wasn't sure how Colby would react, especially since they were still in high school.

That night, Sam was also in his bed, scrolling through his phone, when he came across a photo of Colby from the same beach trip. Colby was standing at the water's edge, the ocean breeze blowing his hair slightly, a playful smile on his face. Sam's breath quickened as he imagined running his hands through Colby's hair, pulling him in for a passionate kiss, tasting the salt from the sea on his lips.

Sam couldn't take it anymore. He decided to take a risk and texted Colby: "Hey, I know it's late, but I can't stop thinking about something... or someone, rather. Want to come over?"

Colby's heart leaped at the message. He knew immediately who Sam was referring to. "Be there in 5," he replied, his hands already reaching for his jeans.

Sam put his phone down, his heart pounding with anticipation. He sat on his bed, dressed in loose-fitting sweatpants and a t-shirt, his hands resting on his thighs as he waited for Colby to arrive.

Colby practically ran out of his house and across the street to Sam's. His heart was racing, and he felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as he imagined what might happen tonight. He knocked on Sam's door, his breath coming in short bursts.

Sam opened the door, and the boys looked at each other, knowing that tonight would change their relationship forever. Without a word, Colby stepped inside, his eyes locked on Sam's. The door closed with a soft click, sealing their fate for the night.

Sam led Colby to his bedroom, their eyes never breaking contact. The air was thick with anticipation as they stood mere inches apart. Colby placed a hand on Sam's chest, feeling his heart racing beneath his palm. "I've wanted this for so long," Colby whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

Sam nodded, his eyes flicking down to Colby's lips. "Me too," he murmured, his voice deep and husky. He leaned in, his lips ghosting over Colby's, a soft, fleeting touch that left them both wanting more.