↔IMPULSE↔

↔Saturday Night↔

Reese couldn't believe this was actually happening.

Blake had been avoiding him for so long, if he'd just told Reese sooner that debacle wouldn't have happened at all. Reese was eternally grateful to whatever god or saint or any other divine being that helped horny teenagers get laid because his brother said something about impressing a cutie and his parents were out drinking, celebrating their anniversary and were staying at a hotel in L.A. for the next couple days.

He held back on touching him on the way home, if he had then they wouldn't have made it back to his house. While Blake went upstairs to shower, Reese went down to the basement to raid Archie's 'love stash' as he called it. The stash was actually somewhat disturbing, handcuffs, flogs, blindfolds, soft ropes. Why was his brother such a perv? Reese grabbed the condoms and lube, feeling embarrassed even though no one was there.

He was really going to have sex with Blake. Holy fucking shit. This was reality.

Reese went upstairs, tossing the lube and condoms on his nightstand before going to the bathroom, it was steaming up from hot water and Reese could see the blurry outline of Blake's naked body through the clear shower curtain. He began to strip off his own clothes and he joined Blake in the shower like it was the most normal thing in the world.

When he saw Blake he was itching to reach out and touch him but for the time being his eyes greedily drank in the view of Blake's naked body. It was the first time Reese had seen Blake completely naked since seventh grade when he accidentally walked in on him getting out of the shower. It was safe to say that Blake had changed a lot since seventh grade.

Blake looked sexy. His body was thoroughly conditioned, his legs were muscular, the thin hairs were bleached by sunlight and looked almost non-existent. His ass was fantastic, he turned his back and Reese got to admired the elegant curve of his back and damn, he was gorgeous. 

Reese moved closer behind him and wrapped his arms around Blake's waist and kissed his wet, bare shoulder. "Reese!" He jumped and turned his head at an awkward angle to look at Reese. Reese let his hands glide up the rigid muscles to his chest, playing with the sensitive buds as he nudged Blake's head to the side to kiss and nip at his neck.

The whimpers and soft moans echoed in the bathroom, Reese pressed his body against Blake's back, holding him tighter. "So cute," he murmured against Blake's neck.

"Reese! I'm, ngh, trying to wash, ah, up. K-knock it ah-ff!" Reese was getting hard, evidence of his arousal pressing against Blake's ass, Blake pushed back with a sigh.

The blond pressed on his nipples making him cry out, Reese kissed up his neck to his ear. "I want to touch you." He move one hand to Blake's hard-on and bit his ear, "you want me to touch you too."

Blake was trembling under his touch but managed to pull away, "finish your shower. I'm going to go prepare myself." Reese couldn't tell if Blake was blushing or was red from the hot water, the brunet got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist before leaving. Reese watched him leave and sighed, putting his hands on his neck and looking up with his eyes closed at the shower head. 

Was Blake having second thoughts? Did he even know how two guys...? Reese sure as hell didn't know the details but he got the gist of it. He was nervous about what to do, he didn't want to hurt Blake. There was a certain feeling of giddiness, he was going to lose his virginity. 

He got out of the shower, drying off and walking to his bedroom. The door was cracked and there was panting and moaning, Reese peaked in curiously,  what he saw made him dizzy from the blood in his head rushing to his groin. It was fucking hot.