"Dude, you have the tightest shoulder muscles I've ever felt," Chris commented as he sat criss-cross behind Josh, working his fingers into the dark fabric of the brunette's t-shirt. "But, have no fear, because as soon as I'm finished with you, you're gonna feel incredible."

Josh stifled a moan, and he couldn't help but imagine Chris saying those words in reference to… something else. The blond hadn't seemed to notice the choking sound that lodged itself inside Josh's throat, and he exhaled, fluttering his eyelids as Chris's fingers massaged his tight muscles. Truth be told, Josh spent the majority of his time feeling tense, so it didn't come as a surprise that his muscles matched his mood. But, underneath the soft touch of Chris's fingers, he felt all his uneasiness melt.

"Mhmm," Chris hummed to himself, concentrated on his work, as his fingers grazed a tight spot on his friend's back. Josh was thankful he couldn't see his face, because he was fairly positive his mouth was agape, drool threatening to spill out the corners. His eyes were half-lidded, fluttering every now and then when Chris's fingers touched his exposed skin. Physical contact with Chris was normally something Josh didn't spend too much time thinking about; it was fairly common for the two friends to give each other hugs and, hell, even back rubs, but it had never been like this. The soft vibrations coming from Chris's mouth made Josh shudder, and he could feel his excitement swelling in his abdomen.

Fuck, he cursed to himself, he's turning me on… I need to do something about this… This has to stop, he can't…-

A sudden change in pressure of Chris's fingers against a particularly tight spot on Josh's neck caused the brunette to tilt his head back, a deep moan escaping from his lips. "God, Chris," He groaned raspily as his eyes fluttered. Chris's hands suddenly disappeared, the loss of contact making him feel cold.

Shit.

Josh's eyes widened at the realization of what he had done. He turned to face his friend, feeling the heat rushing to his cheeks. Chris sat behind him, cheeks just as reddened as he lowered his light eyes to his lap. He suddenly became very aware of the aching feeling in his lower body, and he dropped his hands to cover the area.

Fuck, why did I do that?

"I… That was weird, I just…" He choked on his words, trying to force something to come out that could smooth over the situation. Besides, if anyone could laugh off something like Josh Washington moaning his best friend's name, it was definitely Chris. He brought his hand to the nape of his neck and rubbed the skin as he swallowed nervously, "It felt really good… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to weird you out."

Chris lifted his gaze, "It didn't… I've just never heard… I've never heard you like that."

He felt a knot forming in his throat; this was becoming awkward. He cursed to himself, thinking about how good of a job he had been doing hiding his attraction for Chris throughout the years… How did something as simple as a back massage break him?

"Yeah," Josh offered, running his hand through his dark hair, "I usually don't just… moan in front of my friends. I'll have to work on that," He chuckled nervously, hoping Chris would drop it and they could move on.

There was a pause as Chris lowered his eyes once again. He was trying to say something, but couldn't find the words. After a horribly long beat, he parted his lips, "I… I kinda liked it… Like, how it sounded," He stared at Josh, a strange softness taking over his blue eyes as he bobbed his head a few times, "Dude, I… really liked it."

What is he saying? Josh could barely hear his own thoughts through the intense pounding in his ears. His bottom lip quivered as he watched Chris position himself on his knees and crawl closer to him, hovering just inches away from his body. What is he doing?

"Dude, tell me to fuck off before I do something stupid," Chris breathed, his lips almost brushing against Josh's.

Josh was frozen, unable to move or think. Hell, if he was being honest, he didn't want to. He had been imagining a moment like this for years; Chris hovering over him, lips close to touching.

Without thinking, he closed his eyes and quickly pressed his lips against his friend's. After a second, the pair gasped, but neither pulled away. Chris tilted his head, deepening the kiss as Josh placed his hands on the sides of the blond's face.

Josh heard Chris mumble something he couldn't make out as he began to pull his lips away from the brunette. With a crease forming in his brow, he leaned his head back to look at his friend. "What did you say?" The blood rushed to his cheeks; this was a mistake, wasn't it?

Chris cleared his throat, "I wanna hear it again," He stared at Josh, whose blank expression told him he wasn't picking up on his clues. With a soft eye roll, he explained, "I wanna hear you make that noise again."

If he had been a little more unhinged, the lust in Chris's voice might've coaxed it out of him right then. "Okay… Okay…" He spoke more to himself than to his friend as he nodded his head, leaning back against the bed to press his back against the pillows. Chris hovered over him, placing his hands on either sides of his body as he dipped his head down to press his lips against the sensitive skin of Josh's neck.

Josh hummed underneath Chris's touch and tilted his head back give the blond more room to kiss his skin. Through his excitement, he had almost managed to forget the ache in his lower body, but he was quickly reminded when Chris rolled his hips against him.

"Fuck," Josh exhaled, his eyes fluttering as his grip tightened on Chris's upper arms. "God, do it again… Please."

A devilish smirk flashed across Chris's face as his eyes turned dark with lust, "Only if you make that sound for me again," He winked as he lowered his head to Josh's jawline, gently tugging on the skin with his teeth.

Shit, this has to be a dream, Josh thought as he felt Chris's warm breath tickle his skin. He pressed his head further into the pillows as Chris sucked on a sensitive spot below his earlobe.

"Oh... God, Chris," The choked sound earned him what he wanted: Chris's hips were pressed against his once again, moving against the ache in his lower body. He kept the movement going, turning Josh into a complete and utter mess as he curled his fingers in Chris's short hair.

Fuck… Fuck, I'm gonna… Not like this…

"Chris… Not… Not this way," He panted, feeling Chris stop his movement as he continued to hover over him. Josh offered half a smile and reached out to stroke the side of his friend's face, his thumb resting on his bottom lip, "This is good… Really good, but…-"

Chris smiled as he rolled off of him, laying next to him on his side. "I get it, dude; there's no need to rush into this. But, whenever you're ready, just know I am too."

Josh felt his throat tighten as he looked at his best friend. He chuckled to himself, gently biting his lower lip as he spoke, "Dude, you know I love you, right? Like, a lot. I know I never say it, but… This…" He gestured between them, "is good, man. This is really good."

"I know," Chris returned the grin as he scooted closer to Josh, pressing his lips against his again, "It's really good."