The angry and embarrassed crimson hue of Ethan's face made Roland laugh. The stain of soda on Ethan's pants was soaking in and not helping the current situation, especially in Roland's pants.
"The fuck are you laughing about, at least it doesn't look like you pissed yourself..." Ethan mumbled. The sight of the smaller, older brunette boy struggling to take off his pants made Roland laugh even harder, and lying to himself about the chub growing in his pants at the same time.
"Heh- I'll help you, it seems like you're not sure how to undo buttons on jeans," Roland chuckled as he reached over to Ethan's crotch area.
"S-stop! What the hell are you doing?!?" Ethan stammered and smacked away Roland's hand, looking up at him and freezing. Roland's ice blue eyes caught him mid sentence, taking away his breath and making him reconsider telling Roland No.
His eyes moved lower and lower, lingering on the growing tent in his friend's pants. He looked away, the tint of red in his cheeks only intensified as the moments went by.
"W-well...don't just stand there, I still need help." He kept avoiding eye contact with the much larger blonde boy going to undo his jeans, his breath stifling. Roland's warm hands brushing the hard-on Ethan was trying to hide.
"You can use my shower, if you really need to." Roland chuckled as his friend's pants finally slipped off of his legs, and was flustered as Ethan frantically ran past him into the bathroom.
"Okay! Thanks! I appreciate it! Bye! Okay!" He shouted as the bathroom door closed behind him, his chest heaving, scared that his best friend might have seen his rock hard-
"Um, Ethan, do you need a towel." Roland's very deep voice mumbled, embarrassment in his tone. Roland cracked open the door a little bit to peer inside, his erection getting the best of him.
'What a fucking twink, he's cute...' Roland thought to himself, Ethan's thin figure grumbling to himself as he almost tripped over his clothes and shoved himself into the shower.
The cold water started to cascade down Ethan's shoulders as he tried to process what just happened.
Roland stood outside of the bathroom door, impure thought filling his head as he began to take off his clothes, trying to move as quickly as possible.
His dick was starting to do the talking.
As the shower was running, Ethan's mind was starting to clear up. But, there was one thing that wouldn't be so easy to get rid of. He still had a big, hard throbbing-
The bathroom door creaked as loud as it possibly could, Ethan tried to ignore it and figured Roland wouldn't come into the shower."Hiya, cutie-" Roland chuckled as he stepped into the shower, grabbing Ethan by the waist.
"Y-you faggot! Let go of me, w-what are you poking into me?!?" Ethan squirmed around, finally being able to face Roland's beaming smile. They were so close to each other that their dicks touched each other.
The cold shower got warmer with every passing moment, the sweet kisses started to get sloppier as the love turned to pure lust. Roland started kissing down Ethan's jawline.
"A-aah~ Ugrh- Be gentle! That shit hurts..." Ethan yelped as Roland started to suckle on his neck, leaving a dark red and purple hickey. Roland smiled and gave it another kiss.
"If I heard correctly, that sounded like a moan, so you must be liking it..." He mumbled, leaving a trail of hickeys as he moved lower and lower. Ethan breathlessly moaned as Roland hit his sweet spot, making sure he left his mark on his best friend.
"S-stop..." Ethan mumbled, pushing away his friend.
Roland paused with an annoyed look on his face.
"What, you pussy? Now you're gonna back ou- aa-ah~" Roland began to bitch, being cut off as Ethan engulfed his tip into his mouth. The warmth around Roland almost distracted him from the fact the top was a little sloppy.
