Smut & Fluff

A Tape

Clay's POV:
"Dude, I need help with something"  Justin said. This is Justin Foley. The boy that I like since the dawn of time. We're both bisexual but no one knows except our friends.

"Anything. I'd do anything for you" I said and it's true. I'd do anything for him. I can die for him.

"Same. Anything but Clay, Jessica wants to do it and I haven't done anything sexual for so long. I almost forgot what it feels like" he said

"And..?"

"I need your help"

"How? I can't think of a way to help you with your stagnant sex life" I said.

"Have sex with me" he blurted out and I froze and sucked in a deep breath. Did I hear him right? He wants to have sex with me?

"W-what?"

"I want to feel it again. I want to know how it feels. I want to know if I'm doing it right"

"Seriously? Can't you just fuck a pillow for something? Or just go to the club. You can find someone there" I said

"I don't want to cheat on Jessica"

"And you doing it with me makes it different because..?"  I trailed

"We're bros right. So technically that isn't cheating" he said. That's all we are. Bros.

"I don't like you calling me bro while we talk about this. It sounds incestuous. We live under the same roof for godsakes"

"Please Clay. Please. You said you'd do anything for me" he pleaded and bulged his eyes. Dammit! His eyes are my weakness.

"Justin stop it with the eyes" I said looking away but he stood up, grabbed my face and brought it closer to his. "What are you doing?" I asked. He brought his hands on my crotch and I pursed my lips.

"I know you want this Clay. I know you want this like how you want Tony's dick to be buried inside you" he said. No! I want you deep inside me!

"Justin I—" he stopped me by placing his lips on mine while he stroked me through my pants. I stopped moving while I try to digest everything that's happening. He's freaking kissing me. Justin is kissing me.

"See? I told you you want it" he suddenly said pulling me out of my thoughts. He pointed at me pants and I felt a wave of embarrassment flow over me when he referred to my boner. "I want you now Clay" he said. He grabbed my hand and threw me on the bed. He removed his shirt hastily and crawled on top of me

"Justin—" I tried to stop him but it became a moan when he palmed my bulge while he ground himself against me.

"That's it Clay. Moan my name. Moan my fucking name" he groaned. He lifted my legs and placed them on his sides. He leaned down and captured my lips.

I didn't stop him this time and just let go. I started kissing back and placed my hands on his back. I can feel him smile against my lips while we make out. We were panting by the time he pulled away. I didn't notice his pants were gone until I looked down. He pulled my shorts off and slid down a bit.

He kissed my collarbone and stopped at my neck. He started sucking and I pushed him off. "What are you doing?"

"Making hickeys" he said in a 'duh' tone. He sucked on my neck and I thought of what will other people think when I go out with a hickey.

"Not there. Not there. Not aahh— ugghhh..." I moaned when he sucked on my sweet spot. "Justin..." I moaned as I writhe under him. I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled on them.