1. Ringing In 2015 - Blake and Ben (Part 13, 2 of 2)


    Date: 2/26/2016, Categories: Fiction, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: StudioXPS, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    floor. I turn around to Caden and Nyx walking through the door. "Would you mind closing the door, Caden?" He closes it. "Thanks! Pop a squat wherever you want," I say, smiling. Nyx I take Caden's hand as he closes the door. Already Blake and Ben find themselves together on the bed, non-sexual of course. Not that I would mind. Ben's size has already been told at the diner, and I felt what Blake is packin'. "Feel free to look around," Blake says. "I mean, it's not much more than a typical guy's room but I'm sure there's things to discover." There's only one item I'm looking for. I know he has it in here somewhere. My eyes scan the room quietly and I find myself scooting down the wall, pulling my knees to my chest. Caden sits in the computer chair, blocking the view between him and the dresser. I notice the stickers everywhere. Wonder why he needs then when he's the only thing to be seen in the mirror. "What's your favorite thing about Blake's room," Caden asks. Ben grins like a motherfucker. "The bed. What else would I like?" His eyes actually scan the room, fall short on the chair Caden sits in. "Actually, it's the chair. The desk. Blake, like, becomes one with it all. He disappears into it, and I just watch him as he loses himself in his music." "No kidding. You ever do vocals for him?" "Oh, God, no! I don't sing. He sings for me. Won me back that way once. I'm a sucker for all things that has to do with his lips." Blake licks his lips and Ben pulls his boy into a kiss. Ouch. ...
    There it is. That ping of jealousy, touch of guilt. I have got to get over my crush for this boy. But then we danced and he pressed himself against my ass and he stroked my dick through my jeans and I just...my eyes go wide. Think of something else...think of something else. Not in here. Not with Ben sitting right there with Blake and Caden right here beside me and-- Caden lifts off his feet for a second, picks up a picture frame off the dresser. The three of them are lost in conversation again and that's when I see it, sticking out between the desk and the dresser. His guitar. I stare at it for the longest time, and think back to when we were with them and his song came on the radio. I look at Caden again, who's sticking his hand into a baseball glove while Ben tells him a story about it and Blake adds in his two cents. And it's when I see him lay it back down and lift a guitar pic do I say, "Sing us a song." All six eyes suddenly look at me while I'm breaking my silence, and I look at Ben. "Come on, help me here. It doesn't have to be the mushy shit, but don't you want to share him with us?" "Sing a song," Ben says. "Nyx deserves a song." Then he smiles at me, and winks, and it's in this moment that I realize perhaps Ben doesn't hate me for the comment Caden made earlier about the free pass. Maybe I just don't pay much attention to him at all, when I should. Because he's my friend, too! I feel guilty now. Blake turns scarlet. "I don't know! I mean, I felt so weird with you ...
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