Boys Need Love Too

Orgasms and Pizza

Adrian's just come home from work and school, Anthony, his best friend, the resident bisexual, and crush is fucking some girl loudly, causing Adrian's dick to take interest just as Anthony's coming.

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"Fuck, Anthony like that," Adrian rolled his eyes as he heard a woman moan out from his best friend's room. He had just come back from taking a test that he's sure he'd failed, and Adrian didn't feel like dealing with it right now. But because he wasn't a confrontational person, he just marched to his room.

How would he feel if he walked into the house hearing this shit after taking tests all my classes, then he gotta go to work? Nah, he wouldn't have it, Anthony would bitch about that shit and how unfair it is to him to come home to this shit. Then again he probably wouldn't ever walk into anything like this, it's like I'm never gonna lose my virginity.

Once he reached his room, he shut the door and then sighed out a breath as he heard Anthony's moan. His cocked twitched a bit, but he just closed his eyes annoyed at himself and his friend for the situation. Sitting in his black desk chair, Adrian went over to his computer and put on shuffle on Spotify. The first song that reached his ears was Igor's Theme by Tyler the Creator.  He turned his computer up high enough to drain out the moans of the other two on the other side of the house.

Taking off his clothes in order to get comfy, he replaced them with a white muscle shirt that stood out against his black skin, and some gym shorts. Racking a hand through his hair he laid down on his bed. The exhaustion from getting no sleep finally hit him, and he closed his eyes, ready to let sleep overtake him. He focused on breathing, hearing as Igor's Theme, changed to Earfquake.

Just as he was in that weird stage between sleep and wakefulness, a loud "Fuck, yes," by Anthony, rang throughout his room even over the volume of his music. Adrian groaned and punched the pillow annoyed at Anthony and himself because he was half-hard.

Adrian settled down on the bed and shook his head. Laying down on his back, he closed his eyes and let his hand rub his body slowly, goosebumps arriving as his hand moved. He moved his hand up his chest, staying over his tank top as he brushed over his clothed nipples. Moving his hand up even further he gently and softly laid a single finger over his neck, his entire body shivering.

His cock thickening, even more, attempting to jump in his joggers, rubbing against his tight briefs. A tiny moan left his mouth, before he swallowed it, biting his lip to stay quiet and because he simply liked the sensation of it.

"Hey Douglas, you hungry?" Of all fucking times.

Adrian immediately opened his eyes as he heard the voice and heard the door begin to open. He quickly flipped over onto his stomach, his cock accidentally rubbing against the bed, causing him to bite his lip harder. Looking up at Anthony, he crossed his arms and laid his head on top of them, releasing his lip from his teeth's grasp.

"Yeah, what'd you have in mind A.T.," Adrian called him by his initials as he cleared his throat trying to act natural.

"I was gonna order some pizza and hot wings from Pizza Hut, is there anything else you want?" Simply hearing Anthony's voice caused his cock to twitch, Adrian desperately wanted to rub his cock and mimic the stimulation he felt earlier.

"Pepperoni pizza, boneless buffalo wings, and breadsticks," I answered him.

"Okay cool, I'll call you when it gets here," he said, his big hands playing with his blonde hair, as he walked out the room. Fucking finally.

Waiting a couple of minutes, Adrian stayed still for a moment, scared Anthony would turn around again. His heartbeat steadily in his chest as he noticed a couple songs had passed on the album, and What's Good by Tyler the Creator, was now playing. He nodded his head to the fast pace music.