Crankiplier oneshots (smut)

I'm just curious!

*Marks POV*
Ethan and I were hanging out and playing games. We were having a boys night in while Amy was away with her friends for 2 weeks.

Ethan had been drinking a bit as he was able to, and I found it kind of funny. He was hardly tipsy and started talking about some of the porn he'd been watching lately since he and Mika were in an argument for the last month and he wasn't getting any. 

"And there was nothing in the title or anything that would let on to it happening but she starts fucking him! And he was like, super into it! Which got me thinking of prostate examinations and how they feel good. I'm not gay but like, they do feel good, right?" He chattered in a nervous but excited and curious tone.

"I mean, yeah, they feel alright." I say supporting him. He shifted uneasily and started to wriggle around a bit more as if he wanted to say more but felt like he was being a pest. "What's up, Ethan?"

"I kinda wanna try it? But like, I'm not gay gay, you know? Like, I'm just curious!" He flushed, avoiding eye contact.

"Ethan, it's okay to be curious. If you wanted, you could try on your fingers to see if it's something you actually like. It's not like you have to buy a dildo to try it or anything." I suggested, trying to help him feel comfortable again and show my support.

"I'm scared of doing it by myself though, I'd want someone to... fuck me?" He mumbled. His blush was growing brighter and I was starting to think of an idea to help Ethan with his worries.

"How about I help you? I have some anal experience, you're with someone you trust, it'll be fine." I proposed.

He snapped his head towards me and his eyes grew with disbelief. "You'd really help me? But like not in a gay way, just curious!"

"No homo." I chuckled, earning a smile from Ethan.

He shifted awkwardly and I waited for him to do something, considering this was for him. "I'm not sure what to do." He confessed.

"Here, how about we just start with some kissing. Get you worked up to wanting to be fingered, yeah?"

"Sounds like a plan." He said lightly, his cheeks a light pink and staring at the floor. He moved gently in front of me. Gingerly, he placed his hands on my neck and took a deep breath. I joined our lips and slowly and gently kissed him.

There was something about that kiss that was just... good. Maybe it was the small rush of kissing another guy. Or kissing another guy while we were both in relationships. Or kissing my best friend. I'm not sure.

He whimpered quietly into the kiss as I deepened it, frenching him and turn my head slightly to get a better angle. I ran my hands down his sides, aiming to start taking off his shirt. As my hands slid under his shirt and up to his chest, I pulled away from the kiss. "Do you still want this? Are you liking it?" I asked, I needed to be sure before advancing and possibly messing up the friendship.

"Yes. I want it, Mark. Please." He managed, sounding very breathy and desperate. I smiled and pulled off his shirt and then mine. "Touch me?" He asked sweetly.

I looked at his semi hard dick and then back at him. I nodded and pushed him into his back, crawling on top of him. "When you're ready to be fingered let me know, okay?" I whispered huskily into his ear before gently kissing his neck and ultimately going back to his soft lips. He moaned softly in response.

My hand slid down to the waistband of his sweatpants, teasing the drawstrings and eventually palming him through his clothes. He moaned gently in relief against my lips, wriggling slightly at the stimulation.

"Oh god, Mark, I'm ready." He whined, pushing my shoulders back and taking of his pants. "Can you take yours off too, so I don't feel so exposed by myself?" He asked innocently.