Disclaimer: I do not own Doug or it's characters.
Chapter 6,
"So what was the last thing you wrote?" Roger asked.
"I wrote, uh... I sometimes write songs or poems, but only when I'm in the mood." Doug said.
"Oh, you have to be in the mood?" Roger said, putting a hand on Doug's thigh, Doug blushed and rolled His eyes at the green boy.
"Please, Roger, I'm being serious." Doug said and Roger slowly moved his hand up towards Doug's crotch.
"O-ok, that's enough." Doug said grabbing Roger's hand and holding it against his chest.
"Man Doug, you sound pent up." Roger said, he rolled over and laid on Doug as gently as he could. Doug's eyes widened at having Roger on top of him, and he did his very best to avoid getting aroused.
"I... I-I don't know about that." Doug said bashfully and Roger rose an eyebrow at him.
"Well... when was the last time you had sex or jerked off?" Roger asked and Doug turned away to hide his embarrassment.
"Um... isn't that a little personal?" Doug asked and Roger shrugged, which caused him to slightly rub Doug.
"Well, we're both adults. Besides we are friends, we can talk about stuff like sex. And, hell, sometimes us guys can jerk off together." Roger pointed out and Doug stared at him.
"Wait... they do?" Doug asked and Roger nodded a little.
"Yeah. I think that kinda depends on your friendship though. They jerk off together, they jerk each other off, they make out, suck each other, maybe even fuck each other if they get deep into it." Roger said and Doug blinked slowly.
"Have you done that sort of thing with your friends?" Doug asked and Roger bit his lip.
"I've experimented a little... with special friends. Not sex, but some of the others." Roger said and Doug inhaled deeply.
"Well, that's certainly honest." Doug said and Roger rubbed the back of his neck.
"So what about you?" Roger asked and Doug paused for a moment. Roger was an old friend and he WAS being transparent with him.
"I'm... a virgin." Doug said slowly and Roger's eyes widened.
"Wait... really?" Roger asked to make sure he heard him correctly.
"Yeah..." Doug muttered bashfully.
"So, no sex. Does that mean no blowjobs or handjobs either?" Roger asked and Doug hated how hot his face was.
"Listen Rog, I don't normally get crushes on people. I had a crush on Patti, but we never dated. And Skeeter and I never did stuff like that with one another." Doug said and Roger sat up, exasperated.
"Oh my god, this is a legit travesty. I can't believe how untouched you are." Roger said and Doug scoffed at him.
"Geez, get off my back Rog; it's not like I could just ask anybody 'Excuse me ma'am, would you like to have sex with me?', 'say, if you're not too busy, would you mind giving me a blowjob?', 'excuse me, friend, I'd hate to ask, but I could really use a handjob right now'. Not everyone has groupies or goes to parties as much as you do." Doug said defensively. Roger looked down at Doug's pants and he bit his lip gently.
"I can help a little." Roger said softly, almost like he was nervous.
"Wh... what?" Doug wasn't sure what he heard. Roger briefly got off the bed in order to shut Doug's bedroom door, and he moved Doug's chair beside it, just in case. Doug was almost afraid when Roger got back in bed with him.
"I'm not sure if I can do blowjobs with my neck messed up, but I can help a little." Roger said. He wasn't touching Doug right now, but Doug could feel the intense sexual energy radiating from Roger.
"I... you..." What could Doug say. He hasn't seen Roger so long and after a handful of hours Doug has questioned his sexuality, desires to let Roger use him... and... and remember what happiness feels like. Still, wasn't this all happening too fast? Reestablishing a friendship is one thing, but to get mixed up with more romantic feelings, plus kissing, and now the option of a handjob?
"I can see you overthinking." Roger said with a smirk and Doug chuckled nervously at getting caught.
"Maybe a little." Doug admitted. Roger knee how tense Doug can be, so he figured it might be better to get him slightly more relaxed.
Roger put a hand on Doug's thigh again, and gave his cheek a little kiss. Doug's eyes widened slightly and he looked at Roger again. After a brief moment of hesitation, Doug lean forward and kissed Roger bashfully. He had no idea how Roger would react to that, but they barely pulled apart when Roger closed the gap again. Doug melted as they kissed and he couldn't resist putting his hands around the redhead. Roger slowly moved his hand from Doug's thigh to the front of Doug's pants.
"Mmm." Doug wasn't sure if that was a squeak or a moan, but it made Roger smile. He ran his fingertips gingerly; up, down, even lower then expected. It was so odd to be touched by someone else, and yet he was rock hard in no time.
"You really are pent up." Roger whispered seductively and Doug shivered.
When Roger undid his button and zipper, all Doug could do was breath deeply. Roger kept a watchful eye on Doug as he slipped his hand down into Doug's tightening briefs. When he wrapped his fingers around Doug's girth, Roger's eyes widened subtlety and he looked down.
"Damn." Roger muttered and Doug but his lip.
"D-do you have to look a-at it?" Doug asked and Roger smirked at him.
"Sorry, I wasn't expecting it to be so thick. Your future girlfriend is gonna feel so full." Roger said and Doug panted slightly at the thought.
"I... uh... um... maybe...?" Doug said and Roger enjoyed how easily it was to make Doug flustered. He smoothly stroked Doug, who bit his lip to conceal the noises he wanted to make.
"Well, I'm sure of it. I'm a little taller, but... heh... just imagine someone naked and begging for this fat cock of yours." Roger whispered, and in Doug's mind, he instantly thought of Roger laying beneath him, moaning and pleading to be fucked.
"Roooog... do you have t-to talk like that?" Doug asked and Roger smirked.
"I'm just providing a little mental stimulation. Sometimes it's not always easy to visualize someone tremble at the pleasure you provide them. Hearing their voice turn from lustful to needy, or gasping as they feel every inch of your throbbing dick entering them." Roger whispered, stroking faster and gently rubbing his nose against Doug's face. Doug let out a quiet moan, and he unknowingly dug his fingers into Roger's shoulders.
"I-I-It's... a lot." Doug grunted out and Roger bit his lip and looked at Doug's chest.
"Well... I could do something else." Roger said, and Doug rose an eyebrow at him.
"What you don't trust me?" Roger asked and he stopped stroking Doug.
"Not with that look on your face." Doug said and Roger gave him an impish grin and bit his lip.
"Good." Roger purred out and he let go of Doug's dick and slowly lifted Doug's shirt, making the sweet boy squirm a little. With the way Roger was whispering to him before, Doug had felt so close to his climax; yet the gentle way the cotton fabric glided across his skin, it almost felt more intense. Doug bit his lip as the sensation caused wave after wave of pleasure running up his spine and his hips just barely shifted upwards.
Roger couldn't deny the way his blood boiled at Doug being so turned on by the simplest actions. Imagine the animalistic lust he felt when he ran his tongue against Doug's sensitive nipple and hearing the needy moan rumble from his innocent lips. Of course, after making such a noise, Doug's eyes went wide and he put a hand over his mouth; he wasn't aware that he could make noises like that. Roger couldn't help but smile.
"Mmm. That's kind of a sexy moan you got there." Roger said and Doug didn't know what to think. Luckily for him, Roger didn't give him the time to overthink or over analyze things.
Instead, Doug was left in a state where no thoughts, old or new could enter his brain. And all because Roger overstimulated him by licking his erect nipples and resumed stroking Doug's cock. The only thing Doug's mind could process was this foreign, yet instinctual desire to be with his new lover. He was now Roger's and Roger was now his, and that's all he knew or cared about.
And just when Doug felt like he couldn't handle anymore, he looked down and he watched Roger pleasure him. He watched Roger's tongue twirl and tease him ever so gently as his hand thrusting like a speedy rabbit, and- Doug started to drool.
His mind was so foggy, he almost missed it, but Doug fixated on Roger's pants and how rock hard he was. For a brief moment Doug imagined that tall beast inside of him, and that drove him over the edge. Doug covered his mouth with both hands to hide the sound of his satisfaction as Roger slowed down and carefully pulled away from him.
Doug laid there, panting, unsure of most things in his life now, but one thing was becoming very clear to him. He needed more. He desperately wants to be with Roger.