Jeff x Ben-Dirty Mind

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Even after I filled Ben with satisfaction and made him know how hot and bothered I can get him that day, he still was questioning his sexuality. He's starting to think he chooses to be gay and really isn't. I do get him horny and make him blush, so he's even more confused. It's been like this for a while.

"Your gay as fuck, just let it go," I mumbled as I laid on the couch with a blanket on my face.

I don't remember when or why I got in that position but... yeah.

"But what if-"

"I'm gonna stop you right there," I said as I sat up and threw the blanket at him. He just sat there with it on his head.

"But-"

"No!" I exclaimed.

"Your gayer than me, dude, you like Bts-"

"They're hot as fuck, don't judge!" He said as he threw the blanket off of him but just looked cute as he tried to be intimidating.

"Yeah, your gay because you think they're hot." I shrugged in satisfaction.

...

"I know they're hot as fuck." He mumbled as he crossed his arms.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Just stop questioning it, you're just gonna confuse yourself."

He let out a huff of air and laid down on the carpet. He sighed loudly and rolled around before finally saying,

"Fine."

"Good." I smiled in content.

"Now we can finally fuck with our you stopping me midway," I said as I laid back down on the couch and placed my forearm over my eyes.

I saw from the corner of my eye that he pouted his lips at me.

...

"Why are you so rough during sex?" He suddenly asked. He probably was silent for so long because he was building up the courage to ask me that.

What a weird question.

I blushed "Uh, I don't know. Dominance? Besides, don't you like it rough?"

I know he does.

"Well, yeah." He said with blush forming as he lifted the blanket up to his face.

"but I've never had you make love to me." He mumbled into the blanket shyly.

"What's the difference?" I asked as I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Well, it's like..." He thought for a moment and then scooted closer to the couch, still holding the blanket as if he was a toddler, cuddling a stuffed animal.

"Instead of sex for just pleasure, it's like your pouring your feelings out. You have sex... Because you love each other enough to."

I squinted at him as I still didn't quite understand.

"So... it doesn't feel good?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Of course it does, it's sex." He explained.

"Well I know it feels good with me. I think I'm the sex king." I shrugged with a smug look.

He squinted his eyes at me and glared.

"What? You know I'm right. No one I've been with has been left unsatisfied." I said knowingly as I held my chin like an anime character. My ego was showing a bit.