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↑Picture of Amelia Pierce above↑

The pure terror of getting caught by his big sister was nothing compared to the fact Reese didn't seem scared at all.

His older sister was downstairs but Reese squeezed him through his pants and Blake bit his lip to muffle the moan. Whispering sternly, "Reese!"

Reese sat up, holding Blake on his lap with his free arm. His breathy, dreamy voice next to Blake's ear, "keep quiet and finish." His breath was hot on Blake's ear, Blake wrapped his arms around Reese's neck, his face buried in the curve of his neck as he muffled his embarrassing moans. Reese was palming him, Blake was aching for release, his stomach clenched like a bundle of steel wires. Reese dragged the heel of his palm over Blake and the tension snapped like a rubber band, his fingers knotted themselves in Reese's shirt and Blake's muffled moan came out as a high-pitched whine.

The voice was coming up the stairs, "Peanut? Mom said you'd be home!" Blake got off Reese's lap and Reese disappeared into the bathroom while Blake tried to calm down his anxiety that his sister would see right through him. 

The door flew open, Blake was hunched over, taking off his shoes. He looked up and scowled, "learn to knock."

"Is that anyway to greet your sister?" Amelia chided, crossing her arms, curly hair escaping her hair tie.

Blake shifted uncomfortably on his bed, his wet underwear felt gross, "welcome home, Mia. Can you leave now so I can change?"

"Yeah, by the way, where's Reese? Mom said you'd be bringing him over."

"He's in the bathroom. We walked home instead of taking the bus so we got in just a couple minutes ago." Amelia left the room and Reese came out of the bathroom, he had taken off his button up and was wearing his undershirt, his belt was undone as well as his pants.

He walked up and pressed a kiss to Blake's forehead, his lips were feverishly warm and relaxing. "You go take a shower, I'll change out here." Blake nodded and got up and went to the bathroom, stripping off Reese's uniform and his wet underwear. His face turned an intense shade of red, he was thoroughly mortified and embarrassed by his reaction to Reese's touch.

After his shower, he walked out in a towel to get some clothes, Reese was sitting on his bed staring intently at the wall, his laced fingers rested in front of his mouth. "Reese? You okay, dude?"

His concentration broke and he looked at Blake, his blue eyes swept over Blake who wore nothing but a towel and smiled softly, "I'm good." Blake grabbed a pair of flannel pyjama pants and a black tee before heading back into the bathroom to get dressed.

When he returned, he and Reese went downstairs, Amelia was raiding the kitchen for any junk food. Blake leant on the counter and Reese walked up behind him and slipped his arms around his waist, resting his chin on Blake's shoulder.

Amelia looked at them eating her scavenged bag of chips, "you two seem closer than normal."

"Blake is a good pillow."

Blake silently cursed, "Reese is tired. We did a lot in gym today." In response, Reese yawned and snuggled up to Blake more, Reese's hair tickled his arm as it fell to the side.

His sister laughed, "when are you going to get a haircut, Reese?"

Reaching a hand up to twirl a piece between his fingers, Blake said, "his hair looks good like this. You're just jealous his is softer."

Mia made a face, "shut up, Peanut."

"I was just going to order pizza and go back to bed with Ree," Blake felt Reese nod against the crook of his neck. He turned his head a little, "you want pepperoni and olive, right?" Another nod. "Go lay down on the couch while I call it in."

Reese let go of him and his back felt cold without him. Donovan's was the local pizza place that actually had good pizza, Blake ordered a large pepperoni pizza and a side of cheesy bread for Mia. When he hung up, the siblings walked to the living room.

"If I were your age, I would be all over him," Mia said looking at Reese who was sleeping soundly on the couch, his blond hair fanned out. He looked adorable as he slept, legs drawn up and his arms were tucked in.

Well I was just all over him so... Blake thought as he looked at sleeping Reese. Blake turned on the TV to a game show and picked up Reese's head and put it in his lap as he sat down. Amelia snuck glances at Reese's sleeping face which irked Blake. 

 His eyebrows furrowed in his sleep and he mumbled something incoherently, Blake looked down at him and gently stroked his head, after a moment, his features relaxed again and he slept peacefully.

"So, Peanut, how's your girlfriend?"

Blake looked at his sister, "we broke up."

She shrugged, "meh. It was probably your fault anyways. You'll find someone eventually...or you'll just die alone. Either one's an option at this point."

"Gee, thanks," he replied sarcastically. 

"Anytime, Peanut. These special pep talks are especially for you." 

The pizza arrived, while Amelia went to go get it, Blake quickly leant down and pecked Reese's lips. "Wakey-wakey."

His hand came up and pushed his head down for another kiss, when Blake pulled away, he opened up his eyes and smiled, "there's a way to wake someone up." His sister came walking by and they knocked heads as they sat up.

"Get your asses up and eat," Amelia plopped the pizza box on the counter and opened it, the delicious smell wafted through the house. Reese got up, Blake went to follow but he tapped his shoulder to make him sit back down. He came back with two plates of pure, cheesy, pepperoni heaven. 

Blake drew up his legs on the couch criss-cross and put his plate in his lap and smiled and did a little squirming dance as he picked up his pizza and took a bite. A string of cheese stretched from his pizza to his mouth and he happily moaned, pizza was definitely the best choice. 

Amelia looked over at him, "are you eating it or making love to it?"

Laughing, Blake licked some sauce that dripped from his pizza onto his hand, "a little bit of both." He looked over at Reese who looked at him, noticing Blake's eyes on him, he smirked and wiped the sauce from their corner of his mouth. Blake's eyes were drawn to his lips and he quickly looked away.

Three slices of pizza and two pieces of cheesy bread later, Blake was stuffed. Amelia was still eating and watching her game show, as soon as Reese finished, Blake was dragging him upstairs and into his room.

Reese chuckled, "don't yank my arm off. I'm going to take a shower, okay?"

Blake nodded and watched Reese go into the bathroom while he tossed himself on his bed and sighed. His mind wandered to the events of the afternoon and he covered his face to hide his furious blush from an empty room. He rolled from side-to-side, he was supposed to be falling in love not popping his cherry.

Freezing abruptly, wait a second, he wasn't going to be popping his cherry whatsoever. Reese's dick was coming nowhere near his ass...that was how two guys did it right? He couldn't think of any other way, Blake looked up at his ceiling, how much did he actually know about a same-sex relationship? 

Blake's mind was a hundred miles away, he didn't notice at first when Reese came back into the bedroom, smelling like his body wash and shampoo, looking like a dream.