I felt my soul being pulled towards the home of Alex, Evelyn, and George. Sam was sitting cross legged on Alex's bed while Alex stood in front of him, anxiously shifting his weight from foot to foot.

"So do we like…play rock, paper, scissors for it?" Alex asked, scratching the back of his head.

"Dude, what?" Sam answered, smiling in disbelief.

"For who does the…you know…the…"

Alex stuck his right finger into a hole made of his left index finger and thumb.

"You have got to be kidding me." Sam answered.

Alex's eyes dropped to the ground, his face reddening.

"No need to be embarrassed."

"I'm not!"

"Right…well, you lucked out anyway. I'm actually a big fan of both sides. So what do you think would feel best to you?"

"I don't know. I told you I've never been with a guy before."

"So if I was a girl and I just happened to own a strap on, which would you prefer?"

"I…"

Alex went quiet. I reached my spiritual feelers out and linked us. Embarrassment singed my cheeks.

"No girls either? What have you been doing with your time?"

Alex scratched the back of his head, thinking.

"Exercise, mostly. Training for the big leagues is a 24/7 commitment."

"Well if you want exercise this should be right up your alley. In fact-"

Sam grinned, then froze.

"Wait, this is your actual first time?"
"What's so bad about that?"
"Nothing dude, I was going to say congratulations on finally losing your V card!"

Sam jumped up and held his hand up for a high-five. Alex just groaned and stuck his hands in his pockets. I felt the knots of tension in his stomach begin to unwind as he raised his gaze to meet the sparkling eyes of his friend.

"Don't just leave me hanging, man. I don't know if I can be with a man that doesn't give high-fives."

Alex shook his head and smiled, then softly raised his palm and bounced it against Sam's. Sam interlocked their fingers as they met.

"That was a 4/10 high-five, I'm not going to lie to you, but I believe with practice you'll get there. Now, come here."

Sam sat back on the bed, dragging Alex along behind him. They sat across from each other.

"I think what we should do first is get you relaxed."

Sam reached over and began to knead at the muscles at the base of Alex's neck. Alex shivered, stretching into the touch.

"Feel good?"

"Yeah…? It's a massage, of course it feels good."

"It's important to check in during this kind of thing, you know?"

Sam withdrew his hands before continuing, "And I mean all of it. If you ever want things to stop, just tell me. That's always going to be okay, alright?"

Alex nodded.

"Cool. Now, how's this feel?"

Sam slowly brought their lips together. Alex groaned as they connected, the heady memory of their previous kiss resurfacing in his mind. Sam pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against his friend's.

"Well?"

"Good. Definitely good." Alex answered, breathless.

"Then how do we feel about getting some of these layers off?"

Sam tugged at Alex's green varsity jacket. Alex sat back, gulped, and shrugged it off his shoulders. He folded it carefully and sat it on the ground beside him. He then grabbed his shirt and yanked it off over his head, tossing it across the room without bothering to watch where it fell. Sam's mouth quirked up in an uneven smile.

"I just meant the jacket, but this is better."

"Oh…I can put it back on? Do people normally leave their clothes on? Sorry, I didn't think…I'll go get it."

Alex moved to retrieve his shirt. Sam stopped him with a hand on his knee.

"Relax~. Unless you want it back, of course."

Sam wriggled out of his jacket and dropped it behind him on the mattress, quickly following it with his own shirt.

"See, now we're even."

Alex found himself unable to look away from his friend's body. I tapped into his thoughts.

What's wrong with me? I've seen him shirtless a hundred times already at the beach. He's even got pants on now, so what's the deal? Why's he so…

Alex forced himself to look up at Sam's face. Sam was grinning back at him.

Why's he so hot?

Sam winked.

"Go ahead and look as long as you want. You're pretty good looking too, you know."

"Me?"

"Yeah man. Why do you sound so surprised? Look at yourself!"

Alex looked down at himself, frowning. Sam looped a finger under his chin and tilted his head back up before bringing their lips together again. Alex's eyes closed as he accepted and returned the kiss. He felt Sam's hands come to his sides, his cool fingers soothing Alex's hot skin. Sam's hands moved towards his stomach, massaging their way up towards his chest. Alex's own hands began to tentatively explore his body in a similar pattern. Sam's teeth grazed along his lip and he gasped, his eyes shooting open as he fell back onto the mattress. Sam followed him down, landing with a soft 'thump' beside him. He propped his head up with one bent arm and rested his other hand over Sam's heart. Sam spoke in a low voice that was tinged with amusement.

"You're gorgeous. So don't frown like that."

Alex responded by rolling to face him and kissing him again, his hands ghosting over Sam's waist. Sam wriggled himself closer, their bodies pressing together. Alex shivered as his hardening cock brushed against Sam's body, then scooted his hips back and away in embarrassment. Sam smiled into their kiss and brought his hand down, cupping it over Alex's growing length. Alex gasped at the contact, teeth gritting closed at the attempt to hold in the whimper that threatened to escape his lips. His forehead slammed down against Sam's shoulder as Sam's hand began to move.

"Still feel good?"

"Yes~!"

Alex thrust forward against his hand, a moan hissing through his teeth as Sam's hand molded around his form. He ground himself against Sam with growing desperation, his breath steaming hot against his skin. Sam moved his hand away, and Alex let out a disappointed whine.

"Relax, I'm not going far." Sam chuckled.

Sam unbuttoned his pants, kicking them down past his feet and onto the ground. Alex took a deep breath, then did the same. Sam caught his gaze and held it as he slowly returned his hand. His fingers slid easily over the smooth fabric of Alex's boxers. Alex crumbled back against his chest as he began to roll his hips into him again. Alex's cheeks burned, his head rang, and his breath came out in uneven grunts. He felt overwhelmed by the growing urge to chase his own pleasure further and further.

Is this how it's supposed to feel?

Sam brought his other hand down into his boxers and began to jerk himself off. They moved together in groaning silence until Sam spoke.

"Hey, Alex?"

Alex stilled, gasping beside him.

"Yes?"

"You still wanna go all the way?"

Alex's voice was strained.

"I…if you want to, I mean…yes."

Sam slid his boxers off and waited as Alex slowly did the same. Sam spit on his hand and moved it over Alex's cock. Alex threw his arm over his face, ashamed of how amazing that touch made him feel. Sam worked him over gently, coating him completely in the slickness. He kneeled above his friend and waited. Alex drug his arm off his face and dropped it to his side.

"You ready?"

Alex stared up at Sam, nodding.

He's so pretty.

"Mmm-hmm.."

Sam lowered himself gingerly onto Alex. Alex clasped Sam's hips, his fingers digging into Sam's flesh as he bounced himself down his friend's length. Sam's face contorted as he was stretched open, his eyes closing and his mouth hanging slack. His hand moved over himself roughly. He pumped his cock as he bobbed, his pace picking up as he worked himself deeper. Alex moaned out Sam's name as he wrapped his arms around him, his hips bucking up against him. Their flesh connected with a loud smack once, then a dozen more times as Sam fucked himself with Alex's cock. Sam kissed him again, devouring his lips as Alex jolted into him erratically. Sam groaned and collapsed against Alex as he rode, his hands clutching Alex's shoulders. Alex grabbed Sam's sides and used his strong arms to hold him in place as he thrust into his friend's hole, his breathing growing ragged. Sam clenched down around him as he was driven into, tight enough to feel it when Alex began to twitch.

"S-Sam, I'm going to…where should I finish?"

"Where do you want it?"

"I-"

Alex's body tightened. He buried himself as deeply as he could one last time…

Please, just a little longer…I need more, I just want to last a little longer…just one minute…

…Right up to the point of inevitability. He moved to pull out and…too late.

He came still half buried inside his friend, moaning Sam's name as he finished. Sam took over their movements, riding his friend hard until Alex had finished draining inside of him. Alex winced and pushed him off. Sam fell onto the mattress, his own cock still twitching. Alex's head was swimming. He lay gasping for air on his mattress. Sam hitched his leg over Alex's and ground himself against his thigh, kissing every part of Alex he could reach until their lips connected. Alex's tongue moving against his own brought Sam to his release. He cupped his hand over himself, grabbed a tissue from Alex's beside table, and came into the paper before dropping it onto the ground. They panted together, Sam still trailing slow kisses along Alex's arm and hand. As soon as he caught his breath, Sam asked,

"Feel good?"

"I might be in love with you."

"I'm gonna take that as a 'yes'. So…"

Sam held up his hand in the air, palm facing Alex.

"High-five?"

Alex laughed, too exhausted to be embarrassed. He slapped his hand against Sam's and smiled.