"Benny?" Ethan asks out of concern, "you do know you can take those ridiculous clothes off, right?" he raises his eyebrow, watching as Benny stands in front of a mirror admiring himself. Benny was wearing his cheer-leading outfit; he didn't want to take it off just yet. Ethan thought he looked sexy in it.
"Wow, don't I just look so hot", Benny thinks out loud without realizing it, not paying any given attention to his best friend, getting too lost in his daydream. He plays around with his blonde curls, smiling to himself. Benny runs his hands down to his fake boobs his hands lingers there for a few minutes, and then frowns, he wishes they were bigger. Ethan rolls his eyes.
"Benny." Ethan says trying to get his attention. "Benny!"
"It's not Benny. It's Betty." Betty states in a girly voice, turning around making his skirt swirl. He's now facing Ethan, who's sitting cross-legged on Benny's bed. He walks towards Ethan, swaying his hips slightly. Ethan takes in a deep breath as he's walking his way. 'I wanna fuck him so hard' Ethan shakes his head getting that thought out of his head. 'No I can't. It isn't right, Ethan! Damn it. He's just so-' Ethan stops thinking when Betty is standing inches away from him.
Betty's grinning down at him, his fingers grip the bottom of his red skirt, he's swaying his body and biting down on his lower lip, looking like he's wanting something or 'someone'. Ethan blinks and places his hands on top of his crutch as he feels himself hardening.
"Well Betty, are-are you done being a girl, yet? Because I seriously want to-" Ethan gets cut off by Betty's body on his. Betty has his legs on either side of Ethan's body and his arms droop over his shoulders. Ethan's heart is beating faster, his hands still where he left them, he can feel the heat between their crutches.
Betty twirls his finger in Ethan's dark hair and leans in closer to him. Ethan tries to get back to reality and when he does he realizes that his hands are underneath Betty's skirt and Betty's panty covered balls are pressed against his hands. 'Oh god!' Ethan thinks. His breath hitches in his throat. What does he do now? He's nervous to make the first move, he's so freaking out, but Betty comes in and presses his soft lips on his. Once Betty pulls away, he presses his forehead against Ethan's and gives him the famous Benny smile, that takes Ethan's breath away.
"Because you seriously want to fuck me?" Benny whispers out, he grinds his crutch against Ethan's and Ethan let's out a small moan and nods his head.
"How bad?" Betty asks in a seductive voice.
"S-so bad. So fucking bad." Ethan answers nervously. Betty pushes Ethan's body back down and he's laying on top of him. Ethan can feel Benny's boner. Ethan kisses Betty roughly, pulling his face closer to his. Ethan grabs Betty's junk and squeezes it. He moans into their kiss. Betty tugs at Ethan's shirt and pushes it up, they break apart and he pulls the shirt off him and tosses it behind him, bringing his lips back onto Ethan's. Ethan cups Betty's beautiful face with one hand and the other tangled in Betty's hair, deepening the kiss.
They pull away, breathless, "I've wanted this for so long, Benny. I want you; need you so fucking bad it hurts." Ethan says softly, his hand at the hem of Betty's top and takes it off.
"Then fuck me, E." Ethan grins and obeys Benny's quest. His finger hooks at the top of Betty's panties and pulls them down slightly and Betty helps pulls the rest down quickly, throwing his pink underwear across the bedroom. Ethan's hand rests on the inside of Betty's thigh and slides his hand up until it meets Benny's balls. He starts to fiddle with them.
"Ethan!" Benny moans out, his fingers having a hard time unbuttoning Ethan's pants. "Fucking stupid pants!" he says frustrated. Ethan helps him out and then rips off his jeans and boxers because it's just too tight around him. They kiss and then Ethan stretches his arm out, hand searching for a condom in the drawer. He knew Benny kept some there.
"Condoms? Where are-"
"Fuck condoms. I want you bare inside of me, E." Benny interrupts. Ethan sticks his fingers inside of Benny's mouth and he sucks on them making Ethan moan in pleasure then when he's finished with that Ethan pulls them out. His hand finds its way back to where it belongs. He feels for Betty's tight hole and places his fingertip at his entrance and pushes it inside, this makes Benny wince in pain. Ethan moves his finger around a little and then places another finger inside.
"God, shit!" Betty hisses shutting his eyes closed, "Just fuck me already!" he nearly yells at him, not wanting to waste any time. Betty reaches down and pulls Ethan's fingers out and then he sits up. Ethan stares at him; he looks so damn sexy with his pink lacy stuffed bra, his tented skirt and his messy blonde wig. Betty's now hovering over Ethan's throbbing cock, he's slowly lowers himself onto Ethan's member, Ethan's tip is entering Benny's hole-
"Ethan," Benny whispers into his ear. "Hey Ethan!" Benny shakes him awake and Ethan snaps open his eyes, breathing heavily, and glares at his best friend, who's grinning and sitting on the side of Ethan's bed.
"Mornin', sleepy-head!"
'Shit. Fucking Benny, fucking dream, and fucking damn cheer-leading outfits.'