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It was weird how kissing could change the way you see someone.

Reese walked out in his sweatpants, tousling his wet hair with a towel. "Where's your shirt?" Blake looked at him slightly interested, he never thought a man's body would be attractive to him, but there was something different because it was Reese. He'd always had a wiry build, always been taller than Blake, and his white scars stood out against tan skin. It was captivating.

He felt his face go red at the thought, Reese crawled onto the bed, "and just what are you thinking about that's making you blush?"

Blake looked at his stupid, handsome, smug face and blushed even more. "What are you saying, Ree?"

"Ha, you're so red!" Reese touched his cheek with his finger, Blake turned his face. "So cute!" He kissed Blake's rosy cheek with exaggerated sounds and laughed against his neck. Blake was definitely not cute! Reese's breath was warm against his skin.

Blake pushed his damp hair out of the way, "what's gotten into you?"

Reese gave him a smile, propping himself over Blake. "It's fun spending time with you, especially with this whole new side I get to see."

"And what side would that be?"

"This one."

Leaning his head down and kissing Blake, Blake sighed into the kiss and parted his lips obediently when Reese licked his lower lip. Reese's kisses were completely consuming and slow and hot, Reese was laying on top of him, one arm propped him up so keep some of the weight off him but Blake craved the feeling of his body pressing him to the bed.

Blake wrapped his arms around Reese's neck, pulling him closer and tangling his finger in his damp hair. His kisses were so addicting, Blake had no intention of letting him go anytime soon, he could kiss him for hours. One of Reese's hands threaded his fingers through Blake's and gripped his hand tightly, the other kept him propped up on the bed.

It seemed like his kisses would be permanently sweet from all the sugar he ate, Reese smiled against his lips and pulled his head back. "You're making such a lewd expression," Blake covered his face with his hands to hide his blush. 

"Shut up!"

His laugh was throaty and warm, Reese laid on his back with Blake tucked safely under his arm. His bare skin was like a heating pad under Blake, Blake nuzzled his shoulder and kissed just above his heart. 

Reese tilted Blake's chin up to kiss him again, slow and hot like warm molasses. He bit Blake's lower lip teasingly and broke the kiss once again, "I have a plan."

Blake rolled mostly on top of him, "and what is this master plan?"

A teasing hand slid up the back of his shirt, caressing Blake's spine until his back arched against Reese. "Nope! It's a secret!"

If you had told Blake a week ago that he'd end up on his bed with Reese lusting for another kiss from him, Blake would've cracked up and probably piss himself from laughter. Now, he shamelessly leant forward for another kiss, Reese obliged and held him close. His lips pressed along his jaw and down his neck.

Blake tilted his head to further expose his neck, Reese greedily devoured his neck, nipping and nibbling at sensitive spots. Blake felt his lower half twitching to  life, his knotted his hands in Reese's shirt and an embarrassing moan slipped out. He pursed his lips to hold in any other sounds but Reese reached up and brushed his lips.

"I wanna hear," he murmured against Blake's neck before biting down, startling a moan mixed with a yelp. Reese was different from usual, he was alluring and controlling. He guided Blake's hand lower and lower until he was pressing his hand against his bulge.

He couldn't help but blush a little, he reluctantly moved his hand, watching Reese's expression curiously. Reese's eyebrows were knit together, his eyes were closed, and he let out a low humming sound that Blake couldn't help but find a little hot.  

"More..." Reese sighed shifted his hips.

Feeling particularly bold, Blake unbuttoned his pants and slid down the zipper, feeling suddenly nervous. Blake cautiously slid his hand into Reese's dark blue boxers, he felt some hair before his hand touched Reese's erection.

Reese was eyeing him like Blake was going to freak out and give up, that look made Blake want to please him even more and prove him wrong. In his mind, yes, he was definitely freaking out. He was touching another guy's dick. His hand wrapped around, it was hot and hard, a little wet from precum.

Blake used his other hand to pull his boxers out of the way, he began to move his hand and kept glancing at Reese's expression, his panting was just as hot as the humming in his throat.

"Fuck..."

 Blake quickly got over the fact that he was jacking off another guy and was completely engrossed in watching Reese.

His eyes opened a little, his blue eyes were glazed with lust. Blake reached over and pushed his hair away from his face, his skin was a little clammy and burning under Blake's touch. He turned her head to kiss Blake's palm. His body tensed up, he bit the meaty part of Blake's palm as he let out a groan. He came on Blake's hand, his cum was warm and sticky, before Blake could pull back, Reese tugged him forwards by the front of his shirt.

"Now, kiss me," Reese ordered. He was still panting against Blake's lips, biting on his lower lip, sucking it between his teeth. 

They broke apart, Blake was craving more but when Reese's hand slid to his ass he jumped and sat up, "I'm, uh, going to go wash my hands." He got off the bed and went to his bathroom, turning on the sink. He hung he head, I just gave my best friend a handjob. He glanced at his own tented pants, I gave him a handjob and I'm the one who's hard.  

Blake slipped his hand into his own pants, stroking himself urgently. His pride as a man was a little wounded knowing that Reese was a little bigger below the waist as well as taller. He bit the inside of his cheek and leant against the door. The warmth of Reese's lips was still on his, he could still clearly hear his breath and the bite mark was still on his hand. A shudder spread through him as he came embarrassingly fast, he was happy Reese wasn't there to witness it. 

He finished and cleaned himself up and went back to bed, Reese was laying there looking satisfied and comfortable under the duvet. Blake let out a breath, they'd shared a bed quite often when they were younger, they sleep on the couch together, on the floor, in the same tent when they camp. 

He climbed into bed and under his blankets, Reese's legs were warm and pressed against Blake's as he pulled him closer and snuggled him like a living body pillow. Reese kissed his hair, "you should've let me give you a hand."

Blake flushed and pushed him away until they weren't touching, "sh-shut up! Go to sleep, pervert!" His back was to Reese, Reese just chuckled and spooned Blake who begrudgingly accepted the fact he was the little spoon. 

He said quietly, "good night, Blake."