Spin the Bottle Truth or Dare- Shaymien

Heat

It took all of Shayne's concentration to pull away from Damien to start the car, but he managed. The car was filled with nervous energy, radiating from the excited and curious best friends. Damien's hand remained on Shayne's thigh.

"So...," Shayne started nervously, "I'm super excited and into this whole thing, but... I really gotta ask what we're gonna do... when we get to my place?"

"How about we just do what feels natural?"

Shayne chuckled. "I mean, that does sound like the best thing to do." Shayne was talking to Damien, but making sure to keep his eyes on the road. There was no sense in getting into an accident.

Damien's hand grazed lightly over Shayne's thigh, moving ever closer to his crotch. Shayne glanced down briefly, and then laughed nervously.

"D-Damien, I don't know what you're doing, but it's not the best idea to distract someone who's driving the car you're sitting in."

"Relax dude, I'm not gonna make us crash," Damien laughed reassuringly. Damien's hand moved back to rest on Shayne's thigh, farther from his groin, and it stayed there for the rest of the trip to Shayne's place.

Finally, they pulled into Shayne's parking spot, and walked towards Shayne's apartment, Shayne remembering to lock his car.

The apartment door opened and both men stepped in, the door thudding shut behind them. For a moment, they stood there simply processing their surroundings and contemplating the situation. Damien was the one to initiate.

He approached Shayne, backing him up against the door, invading his space. Shayne was breathing more rapidly now, and his pupils were blown wide with anticipation. Damien's hands found Shayne's waist, and rested there as he looked into Shayne's eyes before leaning towards his friend. Shayne leaned forward as well, once again connecting their lips in a slow but passionate kiss. Shayne's arms found their way around Damien's neck, his fingers carding through his dark hair.

As they kissed, Damien pressed forward, hips connecting with Shayne's. Both men groaned from the contact, Damien grinding forward slightly to prolong the friction. Damien's lips left Shayne's and kissed along his jaw, moving down to pepper kisses along his best friends neck. Shayne was letting out quiet sounds of encouragement and enjoyment, his right hand resting on the back of Damien's neck while his left stayed loosely grasping his hair. Damien left open mouthed kisses along Shayne's neck, stopping every now and then to suck an almost hickey onto the expanse of white skin flushed with heat.

Shayne's hands glided down Damien's back, pulling the other man closer to him while he turned his head to reveal more of his neck for Damien to take. Damien gladly obliged, biting down rather hard on the crook of Shayne's neck. Shayne let out a loud moan, and Damien pulled away with a concerned look on his face.

"I'm sorry, did I bite too hard? I was trying to be careful not to-," Damien began, only to be cut off by Shayne's shuddering voice.

"Fuck, Damien, do that again," Shayne breathed out, voice dripping with arousal. Damien could feel Shayne's length pressing against his jeans, straining for contact with something other than harsh fabric, and he could feel the heat even through the several layers of clothing. Damien smirked.

"Oh, you like it rough, huh?" Damien whispered huskily, his left hand reaching up to card through Shayne's hair, harshly pulling it to reveal his neck once more. Shayne moaned at the roughness of Damien's actions, but he knew that Damien would stop immediately if Shayne felt uncomfortable. Damien returned to attacking Shayne's neck, now unabashedly leaving dark purple hickeys everywhere he could. People were sure to ask questions at work tomorrow, but he couldn't be bothered to think of consequences at the moment, and neither could Shayne. At this point, Shayne was a moaning, shaking mess, enjoying being taken by Damien in such a dominant way.

An idea popped into Shayne's head, and the thought only served to turn him on further.

"D-Damien," he croaked out between moans, "let me blow you."

Damien hesitated in his motions, not expecting Shayne to ask something like that so bluntly. He pulled away to look Shayne in the eyes, brown meeting blue, and he could see that Shayne really wanted this. Damien had had an idea of what to expect of tonight the second he agreed to come over, but now that it was actually happening he felt a little lightheaded. Although, that was due in part to all of his blood rushing south at the thought of Shayne on his knees for him. He merely nodded, allowing Shayne to take over for the moment.

Shayne easily flipped their position, proving without meaning to that he was merely letting Damien be dominant, for he could easily overpower his friend if he wanted to. Damien couldn't help but think about how much Shayne must really like being submissive if he's willing to let go of his strength and power to allow Damien to take control. Those thoughts quickly fled his mind, though, as Shayne sunk to his knees in front of him, Damien leaning against the door behind him for balance.

Shayne looked up at Damien, those usually bright blue eyes hazy with lust. With controlled and careful movements, Shayne led his hands up Damien's legs, reaching his belt and undoing it quickly. Damien's breath sped up, his heart race increasing rapidly at the sight of Shayne slipping his belt from his waist.

The belt was tossed aside, and Shayne's hands flew to the button and zipper of Damien's jeans, quickly undoing them and loosening Damien's pants, pulling them down a bit to reveal his boxers. Unsurprisingly, Damien was wearing anime themed boxers. Shayne slipped the jeans farther down, revealing Damien's obvious boner straining against his boxers. Damien's jeans now sat loosely around his thighs, and Shayne was breathing on his member with only one thin layer of clothing covering it. Damien was trembling as Shayne's hands came to rest on his thighs.

Leaning forward, Shayne breathed in Damien's scent, his nose touching Damien's cock through the fabric. Unable to resist it any longer, his hands slipped under the waistband of Damien's boxers, pulling them down to reveal Damien's leaking cock, bobbing in front of him. Shayne's breath hitched, startled at the heat radiating off of Damien. This was the first time he'd been this close to another mans cock, and he froze up for a moment. After giving his mind a second to adjust, Shayne's tongue darted out to lick at the base of Damien's cock, the warmth pleasant.

Allowing his tongue to slide up Damien's length, Shayne reveled in the taste of the other mans cock. Damien's hands were frozen in the air, not knowing where to place themselves. Shayne's warm tongue reached the head of Damien's cock, circling around it briefly before pulling away to look up at Damien once again.

Shayne could see that Damien was a little lost, so he decided to hand the reins back over to Damien.

"Why don't... you guide me?" Shayne posed the question more as a request, as he punctuated it by looking up into Damien's eyes and giving him a genuine smile.