Turnaround

Part 13

Over the past month Roman and Dean shared a lot about each other. They were closer but the only thing they were doing still was kissing and Roman was getting a bit frustrated. Currently they were on Roman's bed making out. Dean was on his knees on the bed and so was Roman as their tongues tangled slowly. Dean gasped into the kiss when Roman pulled him into his lap. The kiss stopped and Roman groaned, he knew Ambrose was about to end it but he didn't want it to end. But he also knew not to push Dean quickly, but they could at least go a little further then making out.

"I don't want to stop,Dean." Roman looked up at Dean and sighed. Dean furrowed his brows, he was hard and his jean covered cock was pressed up against Roman's who had thin basketball shorts on. "Why can't we like, I don't know, touch? Do something more.."

"But-" Dean started but Ro cut him off.

"If you get too uncomfortable we'll stop." Roman smiled when Dean nodded slowly. "Good, good." Roman brought Dean back down and instantly their tongues met again. He grabbed Dean's hips and started to rock him back and forth, their dicks rubbed together and the two men moaned. Roman's lips moved down to the blond's neck, he licked at his adam's apple and sucked at it. Soon Dean was moving on his own, he pushed Ro back on the bed so he could straddle him properly.

"That uh, that feels good man." Dean laughed a bit then pinned Roman's arms above his head. He started rocking his hips again but a bit faster. Deep moans filled the room. He was looking down at his friend with an intense stare as he let those lustful sounds slip past his swollen kissed lips. He felt Roman's dick getting only harder and it made him groan. "What would be your definition of even further?" Roman freed one of his hands and put his palm on the big bulge in front of him, he rubbed at it slowly and groped it. Dean growled and put his hand over Roman's and squeezed it.

"I don't know about that." Dean mumbled.

"I already sucked it." Roman mumbled back. And that what was what made Dean's cheeks flush. He remembered how loud he was moaning and he remembered him encouraging and him and Roman sharing some deep eye contact. He felt his dick get harder and twitch at the memory.

"But that was different..I was drunk. You can't push me quickly. Dude, I've never did this before. I'm nervous and fucking scared." Dean sighed at admitting his fear. Everything just scared him, yeah everything felt really good but he believed that if he had too much of something he would freak out and run away. Himself and Roman still didn't give themselves a label for what they were, Dean still called them friends. Roman did too but in his mind, they were boyfriends. Just weird, different type boyfriends.

"Alright." Roman sat up against the headboard and licked his lips. "It's frustrating. I just want all of you."

"That makes me feel a bit uncomfortable." Dean groaned. "It's just, it's just that you're-"

"Not a girl."

"And you're-"

"Bigger than you. Stronger than you. Taller than you. What? Just dominating in all ways and you're not used to being not in control?" Dean nodded slowly. Roman looked away and nodded. "Okay. Then why do you let me go this far with you? I just don't get it." Roman gave Dean his own intense stare and it made Dean uncomfortable so he looked away. "I like you a lot Dean, I'm trying to not push you quickly because I know this is super new for you." Roman moved Dean off of his hips and adjusted his member that was going soft quickly.

"I'm used to girls." Dean replied finally with a frown. "I'm used to fucking pussy, not sucking dick." Dean shivered at that. "You hold me and touch me and it makes me feel weird. Makes me feel like a bitch." Dean said honestly. "Do I like when we kiss and stuff?" Dean nodded. "I do. If I didn't why would I let you come close to me?"

"Do you like me Dean?" Roman ran his fingers through his long curls. "What do you want me to do? If you want to go fuck pussy go find some pussy then. I'll find something else to do than think about you all goddamn day. I'll go settle down with some nice girl, you can do whatever you want but imma do me." Roman rolled his neck. "I feel like I just wasted a lot."

"No one told you to go on and play with the bad boy. Haven't you ever seen those cheesy ass movies? Shit like this never works. Never. Maybe I will go find some 3 dollar whore. Maybe I'll just leave." Dean saw the flash of hurt go over Roman's face and he instantly felt bad. "I don't see why you can't let us do things my way."

"Because it's not fair." Roman's voice raised. "You can't fucking be in control of everything. I'm not one of those whores you just control and fuck over like they're just trash. I'm a grown ass man. You understand me? Yeah I get don't push you 'cause you're new. But you need to compromise, I'm not doing anything to you that you don't like. I just really like you and you're making it really hard."

"I don't like changing my ways Ro. Maybe Seth did but I ain't Seth boy, I'm Dean. You let me in and you could of let me died." Dean got off the bed and walked to the door, he looked at Roman and was about to say something but Roman stood up.

"Yeah, yeah you're right. You're not Seth. You're just Dean." Roman closed the door on Dean and locked it before he crawled back into bed with a grunt. Dean stood on the other side of the door with wide eyes and parted lips.

"I'm just..Dean." Dean whispered to himself. "That's all.." Dean put his head down and sucked in his lips before he decided to leave the house for a walk. Maybe he really wasn't shit.