Ch. 2 Captain Cheesemaster

Warning(s): X-rated gay shit in this chapter. There is absolutely no beta-ing or real final checking done to this fic. There will be bad spelling and grammar...I'll go back and edit them later, perhaps.

Earlier that day, Anthony finally worked up the courage to come out of the room. Ian was there on the couch, playing Skyrim and barely acknowledged his emergence, save a little wave. Anthony took no offense, he knew Ian really got into that game. It wasn't anything weird. He wondered, however, when Ian was going to question him about the incident that happened yesterday. He seemed pretty insistent before about getting an explanation. Anthony had it all figured out now. He was in love.

It must have been really weird for Ian. He had no inkling whatsoever as to why Anthony did what he did. He knew Ian was probably really confused, possibly upset. The truth was, Anthony still wasn't sure why this was happening. They were really close as friends, but it wasn't like he'd ever lusted after Ian before. (ew...lusting?). He'd just been noticing Ian that day and the proximity they had on the floor... Anthony couldn't stop himself. Well he supposed he could but he didn't want to. He wanted to know what Ian's lips tasted like... How he would react.

He shuddered, thinking about the event. It was hot, he had to admit. Anthony had never been attracted to guys before, but Ian's kisses...Mm there was something that blossomed deep inside of him when he touched those beautiful lips to his own. He couldn't describe it. It was better than any kiss he'd ever had.

He jumped when he felt his foot get very quickly cold and wet and he realized the milk he was pouring into his lucky charms was overflowing onto the counter and then onto the floor. "Shit!"

"Way to go, dumbass," Anthony set to cleaning up his spill, flicking off Ian and forgetting about any awkwardness he'd expected. They were still cool, still friends. That was good.

"So I know I'm a sexy beast and all, but this is the first time your urges got so out of control that you kissed me," Oh, here it is. The interrogation.

"Yeah about that..." Eloquent. Ian crossed his arms and leaned against the counter that didn't have milk all over the floor around it.

"Don't tell me my homo teasing has affected you for real?"

"Well...I wouldn't really consider myself a homosexual just yet. I think... I don't know I think I'm like half homo or something. It's only when it comes to you anyways."

"Well it's weird...and I don't know what to think about it, but I can't really say that it wasn't a damn good kiss."

"You...liked it?"

"Yeah, I kind of did." Anthony bit his lip, feeling his face get hot. He was glad it didn't disgust Ian, and he even liked it. He looked at Ian's blue eyes and the blue sweater he wore that matched them. His dark jeans hugged his frame and he was looking really...really sexy right now. Wow I really must be teh gay.

"I want to do it again," Anthony said without thinking. Ian looked up at him, taken aback by the statement. Anthony decided that "Going for it" worked out well before so he decided to do it again.

He was so entranced that, even stepping in the cold milk didn't deter him. He took the shorter man by the waist, pulling him close before connecting to Ian, claiming the lips he never knew he craved until now.

"Mmm..." he sighed, looking into Ian's bright blue eyes. "You taste way better than you should... Seriously dude you taste like honey...why is that?"

"I was eating honey while playing Skyrim..." Anthony rolled his eyes and went back to kissing Ian, this time using his tongue. He revered in the shudders he felt pass through Ian, the little moans that escaped in-between kisses. Ian sounded so sexy when he did that. He pressed his friend against the counter, lifting him up onto it. He placed himself between Ian's legs, getting even closer than before. He kissed him hot and hard, sucking on Ian's tongue and making the other man pant with need. He wasn't the only one who was getting hot.

Anthony shifted, feeling that uncomfortable stiffness form in his spongebob boxers. He didn't know where this drive was coming from. He wanted nothing more than to fuck Ian right now, on the floor in the cool puddle of milk (that was completely wrong sounding). It was like there was electricity coursing through his veins. This hunger wasn't going to be sated with mere kisses. He decided he wanted Ian. He loved him and he would have him. He pulled Ian's lip before breaking the kiss, not creating any more distance between them than necessary to speak.

Anthony grabbed his friend's face, looking into his wide blue eyes. "I love you..."

"Haha...yeah cause we're friends...? Brotherly love?" Anthony shook his head. No this couldn't be brotherly love. He wouldn't want to throw his brother down on this counter and take him right then and there, would he?

"No, it's definitely the other kind of love. I've never had any urges to do that to you before. I do things without thinking, Ian. You know that," Ian blushed, looking away. Anthony took his chance and grabbed Ian's ass, pressing his erection against the other's groin. Ian shoved Anthony away.

"Woah dude...that's a little much, right?" Anthony pouted. It was his signature "I'm Anthony and I'm cute, so give me what I want," pout. It was super effective against Ian's.

"But I'm horny..." He whined. Ian bit his lip, his face red and, and when Anthony looked down, he noticed that Ian wasn't much better off. "You are too..." Ian flushed, jumping off the counter and turning away.

"I think...we're just sexually frustrated." Ian said "We haven't been laid in ages, right? Maybe we should go to a club or something..." Anthony shoved them both against the counter again, Ian winced at the pain in his back from the collision.

"Are you worried because we're both guys? You can be on top, you know..." Anthony placed Ian's hands strategically on his ass. Ian squeezed, feeling mold to his hands like they were made for it. Anthony smirked, liking the fact that Ian found him irresistible.

"Your ass... It's so perfec... No! No, Anthony. We can't do this!" Ian shoved Anthony away and stormed out. Or... maybe he wasn't as irresistible as he thought...?

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Ian turned off his xbox and grabbed his coat. He needed time to think about all this. He'd ignored the issue all night, not willing to deal with the consequences of however they decided to deal with it. Anthony wasn't making it easy. The older boy seemed to throw caution right to the wind and did whatever his libido told him to do. Ian wasn't sure he was ready to do these kinds of things with another man, let alone his best friend.

He got in his car and drove, not sure where he was going. He needed to clear his head and shake the arousal he just felt by the contact with Anthony. It wasn't normal, was it? They'd known each other for over 10 years now. They were best friends and it had always been "Just friends,". How was Ian supposed to act now that the friendship they shared was changing in ways that terrified him just a little? He felt his phone buzz in his pocket and it was at that moment he realized he'd stopped at the park.

It was this park where they would hang out every day after middle school. They were always joined at the hip, growing up together, cracked voices, hair in places they never had it before, getting in trouble for public nudity and ticking off their parents, but always seeing each other through it. The nostalgia hit him like a wave crashing to the side of a feeble boat and it left him almost breathless. He didn't want to lose Anthony. He looked at the phone seeing one missed call and a text asking him where he'd gone and that he was sorry for freaking him out.

The problem was that Ian wasn't really freaked out. In retrospect, he supposed "Freaking out" would be the appropriate reaction to the events of today and last night. He supposed he should keep avoiding Anthony and act awkward around him like any normal person would after being kissed by their male best friend.

He supposed he should do all of this, but he knew in his heart he was just too close with Anthony. He was so close with him that Anthony could do anything and Ian would accept it. Even if Anthony came home and confessed that he murdered and raped an entire down syndrome, african preschool, he couldn't hate him. He would be with Anthony no matter what stupid thing the man did. He'd always known that.

Could it be that this feeling was a bit deeper than he'd always made it out to be? Usually people couldn't say that about other people unless they were in lo-

NO! They were just really really REALLY close friends! That's all it was... He decided, for the sake of his sanity, he would deny all of these weird feelings. He couldn't read into his feelings for Anthony. He didn't want their relationship to change into something Ian couldn't recognize. He didn't want to lose the Anthony he always depended on to make a dirty joke at inappropriate moments, or prank-order take out food with. Anthony would have to learn to control his weird fascination with him. Ian would save this relationship. He had to.

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"Ian! I was worried, jeez don't just run off like that, okay? I didn't know if you were going to come back." Ian put his coat away, sighing.

"How could I do something like that?" Ian was a bit hurt Anthony would even think that.

"Well your best, much stronger and sexier friend just tried to fuck you in the kitchen, I can see why you'd be a little concerned," Anthony came out, wearing nothing but the tiniest white panties with the nintendo "1 up" logo on it. they were the smallest things he'd ever seen. Anthony's thick package was barely covered. Before he could avert his eyes, Ian was drawn to the defined pectorals and overall beautiful physique that was Anthony. The gym was the best invention ever, he decided. "Is there something on my body?" Anthony said, spreading his arms dramatically.

"M-more like off of your body...like clothes." Anthony looked down and shrugged before stretching quite purposefully.

"Oh, I got out of the shower and I completely forgot to put clothes on," He said innocently with a mischievous grin on his face.

"You thought you freaked me out, but then you do this as a result. Is this supposed to be a peace offering...?"

"How else am I supposed to apologize?"

"Cake? Look, I'm not freaked out. But i don't think we should fuck,"

"But our fangirls would approve?" Ian rolled his eyes.

"Like we'd tell them even if I did decide to fuck you,"

"So you DO want to be the one doing the fucking?" Anthony smirked. Ian only just realized that he had been pressed into the couch, Anthony on top of him, not even two inches away from his face. Ian blushed, looking away.

"Don't twist my words!" He pointed at Anthony. "Y-You need to control yourself! I may for some reason be attracted to you but there is no way I'm starting a sexual relationship with my best friend!" Anthony smirked and got closer. Before Ian could protest they were kissing again. Ian pulled away, "W-Wait...Anthony..." Ian trailed off into a moan when he felt a strong hand rubbing his groin. Anthony started kissing his neck and stroking him nice and firmly. Ian's breathing sped up and he felt his cock begin to stiffen. This wasn't supposed to be happening.

"Mmm..." Anthony was sucking on his neck and collar bone as he rubbed him. It wasn't long before Ian was hard as a rock.

"God...Anthony...come on... Stop..."

"You don't sound very convincing..." Anthony looked up at him, long, dark lashes half covering his eyes. "I think you're liking this..." Anthony was trailing dangerously lower, Ian looked away.

"T-That doesn't mean we-Ohhhh!" Ian was unprepared to have Anthony's lips suddenly attached to his cock. He was kissing it lightly, almost studying it. It was all Ian could do not to moan like a girl (in fact he was probably doing that). "Fuck, dude..." Anthony was looking at him, lust in his gaze and the read spreading throughout his cheeks wildly.

"God...Ian you're so hot..." Ian looked down and noticed that Anthony's one up panties were protruding dangerously. His dick was threatening to burst out.

"Anthony you're not going to..." Anthony stuck out his tongue and took an experimental lick all the way up Ian's shaft. Ian shuddered at the feeling of his best friend licking his cock. Anthony repeated the action, this time more confidently as if he approved of Ian's reaction. "God...why are you doing this to me?"

Anthony stopped at the tip momentarily, looking at Ian before moving his lips over the head. Ian groaned loudly, loving how Anthony's red cheeks and pink lips looked wrapped around the head of his dick. He could feel himself in the warm heat of Anthony's mouth and he totally approved. "Shit, you look really good with a dick in your mouth..." Eyes half-lidded and watching him the whole time, Anthony took more of Ian in his mouth and started licking and sucking as he went. Ian moaned, gripping the cushion beneath when Anthony started moving his head up and down on him.

"Mmm..." Anthony moaned, creating a delicious vibration against Ian's flesh.

"God yes...suck it Anthony..." Anthony complied, sucking hard and fast now, wrapping his tongue around Ian's dick. Ian was making a lot of embarrassing sounds at this moment but he couldn't care less. Anthony was sucking him off. That's all that really mattered.

Anthony added his hand into the equation, gripping it firmly at the base and paying extra care to the top. His long dark lashes shadowed his reddened cheeks and he looked fucking hot. Ian almost came from just the sight. He was able to hold it off though. He didn't want it to end.

But it did end, to Ian's disappointment.

"You're not having all the fun, mister,"

Anthony moved up, capturing Ian's lips again. Ian reveled in the feel of Anthony's soft lips against his, their tongues doing the sexiest dance ever. Ian wrapped his fingers in Anthony's hair, kissing him back without abandon. He was too turned on right now to care that it was his best friend.

He reached down and gently freed Anthony's cock from it's confines. It sprang out, tip red and twitching with the need. He noticed it glisten at the top and it was, to Ian's horror, the most arousing thing he'd ever seen. (next to Anthony sucking him off, of course). Anthony looked at him, eyes clouded in arousal.

"Ian..." Anthony lifted up Ian's knees and fell between them and they both groaned loud when their erections came in contact. Almost instantly they were grinding against each other with all their might, thrusting and rubbing. It was carnal instincts taking over. All they could think about now was getting off.

"Fffffuuuck..." Ian cried out. Anthony broke their kiss, taking his dick and Ian's in his hand and rubbing them hard together. Ian was panting and moaning, meeting Anthony with every thrust. He could feel it getting slick down there and he decided he wanted to cum with Anthony so bad. He wanted to see the look on Anthony's face. "Ian...I'm really close..."

"...God Anthony me too..."

"Ahghh... Ian...nnnn...I-Ia...Ia..." Anthony moaned, thrusting against Ian over and over until Ian felt ribbons of cum streaming across his torso... Ian was quick to follow, feeling that knot of pleasure unravel and course through him like a hot wire. He came hard against Anthony, capturing his lips as he did. Anthony was still moaning against his mouth as he came. He was stroking their dicks as he did, coaxing more and more out of them

Ian was suddenly boneless and he collapsed against the couch, only now aware of the arched position he'd been in, completely flush against Anthony's body. Anthony collapsed on top of him, kissing his chest gently as they came down. They were both silent for a while, ignoring the stickiness that was threatening to adhere them together. Anthony was the first one to speak.

"That was better than any sex I've ever had...We were just dry humping..." Ian flushed, not sure he wanted to tell Anthony he had to agree.

"Anthony...Look I don't want you getting the wrong idea..." Anthony sat up, looking irritated.

"Why does it have to be wrong. I don't understand, Ian. We just had the most amazing 'kind of' sex of our lives, and you're still rejecting me?" Ian bit his lip.

"It was great, yeah, amazing even, but I'm still worried. I don't know if adding sex into our relationship is a good idea...Anthony pouted again.

"But Ian it's not just about sex. I honestly love you. Seriously I haven't felt this way about anybody before in my entire life and I'm pretty sure we've done enough shit to know that our relationship is iron-clad. I don't think there's anything that could destroy it. Couldn't we try being even more together? Like boyfriends? It's like our relationship only with an added sex bonus, right?" Ian bit his lip, blushing hotly because Anthony's logic was sound. He started to seriously consider the whole 'boyfriend' thing, but eventually he dismissed it, shaking his head.

"No... Anthony we can't. How can it ever be the same if we're fucking? Sex changes relationships. It's a proven fact."

"Well I don't like facts. I think they smell like fart bags."

"Child..."

"I bet you my entire collection of Pokemon cards that it will be perfectly fine." Ian was about to protest but he hesitated.

"E-Even your holographic Charizard?"

"Every holo card I own, including Charizard," Ian started to sweat. "Ian, I love you. Give me a month to prove to you that we can be together like this and it will be even better than before...? Please...?" Anthony had his puppy dog eyes full on and Ian felt his resolve slip. There was no way he could say no now. Not with a holo Charizard on the line.

"F-Fine...trial boyfriends for a month! If things get weird or we start having problems then it's done and we go back to being platonic best friends!" Anthony burst into the widest grin Ian had ever seen him wear and he grabbed him in a tight squeeze.

"Thank you thank you thank you! You won't regret it!" Anthony kissed him, soft and passionately and Ian melted again. He did love these kisses. Anthony pulled a way only a millimeter from his lips. "I love you, Ian..." Ian blushed to his ears. He didn't know how to respond. He hadn't done that much thinking yet, instead he kissed him back.

"I'm going to so regret this.. We can do this but we can't take it too fast okay? I don't want to spoil it," Anthony smiled.

"Anything as long as I can be by your side," Ian grimaced, swatting Anthony away.

"Eww that was the cheesiest thing you've ever said. I take it all back!" Anthony grinned, pinning Ian down.

"You can't now! You're mine, bitch! I get to say all the cheesy things I want to you!" Ian wasn't prepared for the onslaught of tickling he received next. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you, hand in hand, taking the world one day at a time,"

"Fuck! Anthony stop! Hahhaha! Stop it you douche!"

"Your deep blue eyes and pale skin that glows in the moonlight makes my young heart flutter!"

"That's disgusting!" Ian shrieked. Anthony went on, kissing him all over.

"Baby you're so beautiful, even if you had gonorrhea, I would fuck you!"

"I would just let you die alone with your Clap!"

"Every time you laugh, my dick cries with joy as well,"

"It's like your'e writing a love song,"

"And when we part, my anus quivers for your return!"

"Aww, that's so sweet..."

"It's deep and heartfelt,"

"That's kind of what your mom said...last night," Ian shot back. "More like "It's deep and I felt it hit my small intestine," Anthony slapped him playfully, shoving off. He put his now soft penis back in his microscopic panties and stretched. Ian couldn't help but admire his strong yet graceful back and cute butt. Anthony really was beautiful.

"Really?" Anthony said. Fuck. Said it out loud.

"Yeah, for a dude. You can put a woman to shame in a beauty contest if you wanted to,"

"But I can break you in half..."

"But nobody would ever know..." Anthony smirked.

"That's right, let your enemies think you to be weak, and then obliterate them when they have their guard down. Remember these words, Ian. They'll save your life,"

"Aye, Aye, Captain Cheesemaster," Anthony quickly ran back and kissed Ian and said: "I love you!" Before running out the door. Ian couldn't help but feel warm and fuzzy after he said those words. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

He might even like having this kind of relationship with Anthony and it would be some kind of perfect dream. Ian smiled. He could get used to this happiness thing.

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an: Many apologies for the seemingly random POV changes. ffnet doesn't like dashes anymore, which is frustrating. My POV breaks will now be "ia (ianthony, duh!) and the time skips will be "ts" Thank you for those of you following and reviewing. I hope to continue receiving feedback.