DORM 425 (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8

WARNING: more mature sexual content ahead. Just read it and please don't report me.

“We’re not done yet,” he said.
This only made Caesar blush more, before regaining composure (as much as he could while drunk, of course). Of course not. The bet was still on. So as soon as he was able to react, he pushed Joseph against the wall and zipped down his jeans. The brunette was wearing underwear, of course, and the shape of his p*nis was clearly visible through it. 

He planted soft kisses through the fabric, paying special attention to the pr*cum-soaked spot around the head. Joseph’s breathing got heavier, but he was too embarrassed to show how much he was enjoying it.

After doing this for a few seconds, Caesar grew impatient and pulled down his friend’s boxers. Without hesitating, he took it all into his mouth at once. This time, Joseph did moan, and way more loudly than he would have liked. Caesar was satisfied to know his longtime friend had such poor control over the sounds he made. He was tempted to stop and make a mocking comment, but decided it would be too mean. Instead, he kept moving his head up and down, expertly taking it all the way into his throat, while using his tongue to tease him. Joseph was a mess, panting and moaning and grasping at whatever he could - the sheets, the pillows, the upper bunk - until his hands finally settled into Caesar’s hair, tangling between the strands and pulling slightly.

“Caesar… C-Caesar… Ah…” between the booze and the pleasure, he completely lost control of what he said “F-fuck... Caesar!”

Caesar kept going, enjoying the praise, and Joseph couldn’t help but wonder if he’d done this before. He seemed pretty in control, and like he knew what he was doing. However, he eventually had to stop, as his jaw was starting to hurt, and the deep-thr**ting motion combined with the vodka might end up making him throw up.

“I take it back,” said Caesar with a half-smile “You’re not quick at all.”

Joseph, fully engulfed by passion (and alcohol) grunted and pushed Caesar against the bed again, this time more carefully than before, and whispered in his ear.

“I want… to fuck you.”
Caesar blushed, but he also liked his partner’s bluntness.

“Uh… Okay… Wait a minute” he tried to reach out under the bed from under Joseph, but it proved difficult.

“What are you doing?”

“Looking for lube… You’d probably tear me apart without it.”

“W-wait, really?” Joseph’s face turned slightly pink. He felt silly for asking.

“Wait… “ Caesar’s eyes narrowed “... Is this your first time with a guy?”

“Caesar… Are you saying this isn’t your first time with a guy?” he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“I… You… You didn’t know?”

“I, uh…” Joseph did not know how to react. A part of him was offended that his best friend had never told him, but at the same time he felt he might have been ignoring some serious signs.

“Do you… need any help finding it?”

“Yeah, please. It’s in the drawer right behind me. Right under where we left the vodka.” Caesar pointed at it.

“You’re so cute when you’re nervous.”

It was the alcohol speaking, of course. Not that Caesar did not think that, just that he’d never say it out loud. But, out of all the things they’d done, it was what it took.

“Wh-whaat? Don’t say stuff like that, man!” Joseph flinched. He kept reaching over to the drawer, oblivious to what he’d just done. He was about to reach the lube when Caesar spoke up.

“Heh… You just lost.”
Joseph’s surprise was such that he moved violently, and in the process pushed the vodka bottle off the shelf. It shattered on the floor, spilling its contents.

“Shit!” both of them yelled at the same time. Joseph tried to stand up, forgetting he was drunk and on the bottom bunk, and hit his head on the top bunk.

A/n: NEXTTTTTT CLIFFHANGER ALWAYS, EI?

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