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The cameras have been in position for the past ten minutes, but Reggie couldn’t stop fiddling with them. If he was going to show the world his naked body for the first time, he wanted it to be perfect, goddamnit! Unlike some shameless people, he’s never even thought of sending a nude or sexy video until now. Although, he did get himself into this position. But how was he supposed to know that Nick wanted to borrow all that money because he owed his weed dealer?!

Reggie shook his head. Enough stalling. He already posted on his OnlyFans that he would be doing a live stream, and he’s already five minutes late. With that, Reggie mustered up all of his resolve and clicked the ‘go live’ icon.

Immediately, there were fifty people in his chat. He stared at his laptop wide-eyed before looking into his front-facing camera. “Uh, hi.” The words on his screen flew by so fast, he could only read a couple at a time.

damn hes even cuter than his pfp

god I want those lips around my cock

Awwww he’s shy~ Don’t worry baby we’ll take good care of you ;)

fuc im hard already

Oh god, he couldn’t do this. What in the hell was he thinking even making an OnlyFans account in the first place?! These people probably eat twinks like him for breakfast!

Reggie’s face screwed up in disgust. Okay, one, ew. Two, he’s manly and most definitely not a twink. And three, someone just tipped him a twenty asking for an introduction. Time to pull himself together.

“Hi. Again.” Well, that’s not quite an introduction but it’s a start. “My name’s Reggie and uh, I’m twelve. I mean twenty-one! Oh my god, I promise I am not underaged, I’m in college and everything! N-not that a twelve-year-old couldn’t be in college, but it’s unlikely…” He groaned into his hands and flopped back onto his bed. Could he be any more pathetic?

He sat back up and read some of the chat, trying to brush off his mortification.

BWAHAHAHUASSAHDHA I came here to nut not laugh but im not complaining

take your shirt off already

why this lowkey turnin me on tho???

It’s ok sweetheart, take your time :) *softdaddylex tipped $25*

Reggie felt a smile stretch across his face to match his blush. “Thanks for the tip! Even though I haven’t even started yet. That definitely helped me calm down a bit.” He bit his lip and looked down at his lap. “Let me just try that introduction again.” He squirmed in his spot a little. “I’m Reggie, I’m twenty-one as of yesterday, and I’m somewhat body shy. I thought that doing this would help me come out of my shell. Plus, I need the money haha.”

Once again, his chat was filled with positive comments with the occasional rude and horny one. This was going way better than Reggie thought it would. Who knew that the camming community would be so welcoming?

“Thank you all for being so understanding.” At this point, he had over two hundred viewers, though he has no idea where they came from considering he only has three followers and zero content. “I think I’ll start light today, so uh, keep your requests tame ‘mkay?”

anything for you baby boy

Whelp im out

Why don’t you start by rubbing your nipples?  *softdaddylex tipped $30*

Reggie squeezed his thighs together in anticipation. “I can do that, softdaddylex.” He pressed his hands into his chest and massaged the general area for a couple of seconds. Then he took a nipple in between each of his pointer fingers and thumbs and lightly pinched them. A gasp escaped his mouth unexpectedly, which prompted Reggie to moan at his own sounds. “Mmnhh…” He could only imagine how much better this would feel without his shirt in the way.

It seems like his viewers had the same idea because requests started coming in for his shirt to come off. He looked at the camera in what he hoped was a teasing way and slowly lifted his shirt, revealing his barely toned stomach and cute red belly button piercing. “Do I live up to your expectations?” He flexed, and his abs gained enough definition to be seen through the camera.

*letmeSlytherin tipped $15*

Aaaand i came already :\

you look familiar…

Consider my expectations exceeded angel *softdaddylex tipped $20*

At this point, Reggie couldn’t care less what the chat was saying. He was feeling way too good to stop now. So he moved his left hand down to palm himself through his shorts that always fit him a bit too tight. If he wasn’t there the last time he jacked off, he would have thought it’d been weeks since he touched himself.

Humping his hand wasn’t enough though, so Reggie stood up to take the shorts off. He turned so that his ass was facing the camera to give his viewers a show. Not because he couldn’t bear to look at the camera while he goes fully nude, definitely not.

He shimmied his shorts down, but only enough so that they rested right under his ass, making his cheeks pop out. The sounds of tipping filled the air, and Reggie could just smell the new phone he was going to buy himself after this stream ended.

Attempting to talk dirty while also lost in his thoughts, he said, “I wonder what it’s like to get fucked.” Oh, oh he said that out loud didn’t he? His mouth is going to get him in trouble one day, and today, it just so happens to be the good kind of trouble.

He just turned around when he heard a slightly different pinging sound that signified a $100 donation. Leaning into his laptop to read the chat while also forcing himself not to cover his junk, Reggie saw that the donator was softdaddylex.

I’ll give you $2,000 for a private show on a day of your choosing. *softdaddylex tipped $100*

“Holy shit! I-I mean, thank you so much! Message me after the stream so we can talk details.” Some lonely old fuck with too much money in the bank was willing to pay to have a one on one show with him. This was too good to be true.

lucky fucker :(

Maybe after a couple hundred paychecks ;-;

I somehow always leave a cam show sadder than i was at the beginning

Reggie giggled as he read the chat. “Everyone else, don’t worry. I didn’t forget about y’all.” He tweaked a nipple with one hand while the other made a loose fist around his cock. “The show must go on.” His earlier embarrassment was nonexistent now as he started to fuck his fist for all to see. The pre-cum was starting to make his movement slippery and he was ashamed by how close he was already.

“Fuck, I’m so close already.” Reggie decided to try something he’s seen from other cam boys and girls. “Maybe if I had some motivation, I’d be able to come. Do you think you could give me some?”

yesssss cum for me bby boy *SAOmeatbeater tipped $20*

Go ahead and come for me angel. *softdaddylex tipped $50*

you like it when I cum on ur face slut?

shit i came to early *WinxClubWhore tipped $5*

Wow, he couldn’t believe that actually worked. Well, Reggie supposes that the least he could do was show them what they came to see. “Ungh,” he huffed as he worked his hand faster over his aching dick. The air was filled with the lewd sounds of him masturbating furiously. 

He thought about faking or exaggerating his moan but decided to be legit instead. “Ngh, ahhh, I’m coming.” He brought his arm to his mouth and bit into it as he came all over his hand and chest. “Mmmmh.” Reggie could hear more tips straggling in as he clenched his eyes shut and rode out his orgasm.

All was still as he caught his breath and opened his eyes to read the chat.

lick it up bitch

omg eat your cum thatd be so hot *AmIANickiFan tipped $10*

dont be shy clean yourself up

Reggie was a little sad to see that softdaddylex didn’t type anything else, but that was quickly overshadowed by the need to obey the chat. “Like this?” He brought his cum covered hand up to his mouth and licked his palm. The taste of his own spunk wasn’t good, but showing off for his tippers made it that much hotter.

Next, he moved to each finger and sucked them down as if he were giving head, making sure to be as loud with it as possible. Even more tips could be heard going through, and Reggie almost felt high off of all of the attention he was receiving.

When he finished licking up the last bit of his cum, he stuck out his tongue so his viewers could see. He rolled it around in his mouth before tilting his head back and swallowing loudly. Reggie didn’t know when or how he learned to do all this sexy shit but was thankful for all the porn he watched back in his teens.

“I hope you all had fun today.” Reggie grinned at both cameras, remembering that he was also recording so he could upload it to his page. He scootched back on his bed and crossed his legs. “I know I did. If you enjoyed yourself, please consider subscribing to me. It’s only five dollars a month. Um, any last thoughts before I stop the live?”

Don’t forget to message me darling. :)

whens the next live

I’m pretty sure I live across from you lmao

ur hella sexy

Reggie chuckled. “Don’t worry daddylex, I didn’t forget about you. And if you want to know when my next live is, just subscribe and you’ll be notified ten minutes before it starts.” He grinned cheekily. “Did that get you to sub? Hahaha. I’ll post it on my schedule unless I decide to do it spontaneously.”

He saw a comment from someone talking about living across from him. “That’d be so embarrassing if you went to my university. If I ever run into you, please pretend you don’t recognize me. I’d die on the spot if you mentioned my OnlyFans to me while we were climbing the stairs on the way to class or something.”

There were only twenty or so people left, so Reggie thought it was about time to end the stream. “I hope to see all of you at my next live, bye!” He clicked on the ‘end live’ button and made sure it stopped streaming before relaxing.

“Wow, what a day.” He opened up the messaging system and saw that softdaddylex already texted him.

Hey angel :))))

Reggie couldn’t stop himself from smiling if he tried. The giddiness he felt now is the same he usually felt when he made a new friend.

Hey!

what do you want me to call you?

daddy? lol

Yes, actually.

oh

That was a joke.

But just so you know for future reference, 

my name is Alex.

Hi alex im reggie!

Yes, darling, we’ve established that already.

oh right

Sorry

Im dumb someimes

Don’t apologize, Reggie, you’re not dumb.

In fact, I happen to think you’re very adorable.

Reggie could practically feel the heat radiating off of his face right now. Nobody has given him as many compliments in his life as daddylex did within thirty minutes.

thank you

Is three days from now too soon for your

private show?

No, that’s perfect darling.

How’s 6 pm?

Perfect! 

anything else you wanted to add maybe

Yes, actually.

Can my boyfriend watch it with me?

His eyes flew open comically wide. Someone who wasn’t even single was the one giving him all that money?! They should be saving that for their lover.

wow i uh

i dont mind

you wont get in trouble with your boyfriend will you?

for watching sex cams without him i mean

Of course not.

We have a very open relationship with lots 

of communication.

My family business makes a lot of money

and he knows I like to share my wealth.

Ok, talk about mature. Reggie hoped that he could feel that secure about his relationships in the future. He’d probably be in his thirties by then if he was being realistic.

well then i dont see why not

Has anyone ever told you that youre reallynice

and matgure and caring

kinda like a dad

It’s in the name sweetheart. :)

:O

It all makes sense now

Haha yes.

Though I’m not as forward in person.

Really? Reggie couldn’t imagine that someone who is willing to make a profile with daddy in their name is actually more reserved face to face. Speaking of faces, what does Alex look like? Is he old and gray, short or tall? How old even is he?

i hope i dont sound creepy asking this…

but could you tell me more abour yoursefl?

like, age and appearance?

you seem like someone i can become friends with

Of course!

Like I said, my name is Alex, and I’m 23.

I have blonde hair, greenish-blue eyes and I’m

six foot exactly.

If Reggie didn’t believe angels existed before, he certainly did now. Holy hell. Who knew people this beautiful existed? Talk about an Adonis. Though, now he could see what Alex meant about being shy in person. He could sense some timidness just looking at this selfie.

But also, twenty-three? What twenty-three-year-old has that kind of money to be throwing around? Maybe Reggie could ask about his family business once they got to know each other a bit more.

dude

you’re so fucking hot wha the fuck

Hehe, no I’m just average.

You’re the hot one.

wait a min

Why do you type like youer 50

What?

Youve yet to misspell a word or not use punctuation

face it

youre a grandpa

Hey! I’ll have you know, I get less stiff

the more I talk to someone.

You’d understand if we met in person.

No pressure though.

Usually, when a stranger from online tries to meet up with you the day you start talking, red flags are immediately up. But Reggie doesn’t feel that way about Alex. It’s almost as if they’ve known each other for weeks. And for that reason, Reggie said what he did next.

Do want to do the private show in person?

we could meet up beforehand and talk

Are you serious?

We don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.

I actually really really want to

Then if it’s alright with you, we can meet 

in a public place and then go to my house? 

I get anxious in new places so…

…ok maybe Reggie jumped the gun about this guy not being a murderer. Though he did say they could meet in public. Ugh, why is making online friends so hard?

Okay but i get to pick where we meet

Deal.

you know the tropical smoothie near los feliz

we’ll meet there at 12

It’s a date. :)

:D

Reggie closed his laptop with a blank face. Did he really just do that, shit. He seriously agreed to go to some stranger’s house so he can masturbate for them. Just because they were nice and hot! Man, his standards have really fallen since he and Nick dated that one time. Nick was bi-curious and Reggie was just bi, so they thought they’d try it and see what happened. Thankfully, it didn’t take them long to realize that they were better off as just friends.

“Ugh.” He sighed as he scrubbed his eyes as if trying to wake himself up. He still needed to study for his music tech class and go get some food. Maybe Bobby would go with him. He stood up and redressed himself before heading across the room to the door that connected him to his dormmate.

He knocked a couple of times. “Bobbers! Wanna get lunch with me? It’ll be my treat.” There was some rustling and footsteps before the door opened.

Bobby was wearing only grey sweatpants and Reggie had to look away before he triggered his bi panic. His roomie leaned his arm against the doorway in the position Reggie specifically told him to stop doing while he was around. See, although he’s pretty sure Bobby is like 95% straight, he seems to love teasing Reggie with his hotness whenever possible. He was just a loveable asshole like that.

“Sounded like you had fun in there.” Booby looked him up and down. “Look like it too.”

Reggie squinted at Bobby as he started to blush. “Unlike you, I don’t need a new girl warming my bed every week to satisfy myself. But if I wanted to, I could.”

Bobby gave him that infuriatingly sexy smirk. “Right, Peters. I’m sure your little crush on me has nothing to do with you being single.” He stood up straight. “Gimme a minute to find a shirt then I’ll drive us wherever.”

He turned around to find said shirt and Reggie took the opportunity to stare at his ass. How was he supposed to resist when Bobby wore those sweatpants. He was practically asking Reggie to sneak a peek at his butt. 

Bobby suddenly turned around. “If you stare for one more second I’m gonna have to charge you by the minute,” he said with a cocky grin.

“Oh shut up and get dressed asshole.”

“You seriously agreed to go to this guy’s house?” Bobby shook his head in a mock disappointed fashion. “You’re just asking to be raped and killed at this point.”

Reggie let his head drop onto the table with a thud, somehow managing to avoid his tray. “Ugh, I know, I know. Why do you think I’m telling you all of this? If I go missing then you can go to the police with this info.” Not that they’d care much about a ‘faggot’ going missing when they had privileged straight white people to worry about. He groaned out loud. Thinking about stuff like that will only turn him into a pessimist like Bobby.

Bobby looked at him like he was an idiot. “That’s a joke right? What can the police do when all they have is a picture and a first name? All of the info he gave you is probably fake anyway. Did you even ask for his number or some type of social media to confirm that he is who he says he is?” He waved his waffle fry in Reggie’s general direction to emphasize his point.

All Bobby got in response was a distressed whine, and he snorted then kept eating. “It’s ok Reg, I’ll tell everyone at your funeral that you went out swinging.” 

Reggie could hear the silent laughter in his voice and lifted his head to give Bobby his meanest glare. “I came to you for reassurance, not someone to read my eulogy.” Reggie rested his elbows on the table with his face held between his palms. “But thanks anyway,” he finished sarcastically.

Bobby burped disgustingly. “Anything for you baby boy.” He punctuated the term of endearment with a wink as he continued to munch on his fries.

“Bobby…” Reggie squirmed in his seat as blood rushed to his face, this time in irritation.. His roommate knows exactly what those words do to him yet he keeps on saying it. Sometimes Reggie thinks Bobby might be a sadist, for all he seems to do is torture those close to him. “I told you to stop calling me that. It’s literally one of our roommate rules posted on the wall.”

Cue an eye roll. “Yeah but,” Bobby poked his cheek with his tongue, “ I don’t really care about the rules if you haven’t noticed.”

Reggie was starting to get angry, but he didn’t have time for an argument they’d had a thousand times before. “Back to more important matters,” he took a bite out of his chicken sandwich, “Should I cancel on Alex and his mystery boyfriend?”

Bobby tilted his head from side to side in contemplation. “Nah. two thousand is way too much to miss out on. And the more money you make, the more free lunches I get to eat.” Of course, that’s what he was worried about.

“Well, then I guess I’m not canceling on them.” Reggie crumpled up his trash as he ate his last bite. “Hey, has Luke been acting weird to you? He’s not answering my texts and I haven’t seen him in class since last week.”

“Mmm yeah. Something about his parents trying to take away his guitar and his mom getting sick. Said he was gonna ghost for a couple of days.”

Reggie couldn’t help but get a bit jealous over the fact that Luke told all of this to Bobby but not to him. Mainly because Bobby couldn’t seem to care less about what Luke is going through. Meanwhile, Reggie is left to get whatever crumbs Bobby offers to him as he worries his head off. But Reggie couldn’t say anything because those two have known each other since birth. Their moms were friends, so therefore they became friends.

That doesn’t mean much to Reggie though. From what Luke told him of his childhood, Bobby has always been an ass and even bullied Luke before he rubbed off on him. Now he’s stuck with said ass as a roommate because Luke wanted a room to himself but was worried about Bobby starting fights and making friends with the wrong crowd. 

Newsflash Luke, Bobby is the wrong crowd.

Reggie held back on all of his complaints. “Tell him he’s a dick for ignoring me and to answer my texts.”

Bobby gave him a two-finger salute. “Will do boss man.”

It was Reggie’s turn to roll his eyes. “Whatever.” He picked up all of his study materials along with his trash and got ready to leave. “I’ll be somewhere you’re not if you need me. So don’t.” He walked away before Bobby could give him a response.

One day, Reggie would tell Luke what he really thought about his childhood friend.

Chapter Text

When Reggie got to his music theory class the next day, he was disappointed to see that Luke was not already there. He hates that he’s running around looking for Luke like some kind of jaded lover, but he can’t help it. Luke was his first and only friend as far as Reggie was concerned. Who knows what’s happening to that guy right now? Maybe he was drugged and raped. Maybe he was kidnapped. Maybe he tried to do something cool just to end up in the hospital. Maybe-

“Hey, Reg.”

Reggie turned so fast he almost gave himself whiplash. While he was musing over what could have happened to his best friend, Luke walked right on in and sat down next to him. As if he weren't practically missing for a whole week, again.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Reggie punched Luke as hard as he could in his bicep. “You can’t disappear for like a month with no contact, and then greet me like we saw each other yesterday!” He watched Luke wince and rub his arm. Hah, told you he wasn’t a twink.

Luke obviously wasn’t as concerned about his ghosting. “Chill out. I told Bobby where I was. And can you lecture me after class? Despite my lack of care in other subjects, I actually want to learn more about music.” He proceeded to pull out his music theory binder from the Deadpool backpack Reggie bought him for his twenty-first birthday last year.

He was being ignored right now. Un-fucking-believable. Reggie’s face scrunched up in anger as his feelings were once again pushed to the side in favor of Bobby. He moved his chair an inch away from Luke’s and crossed his arms with a huff. Two could play this game.

As Dr. Brown droned on and on about roman numeral analysis, Reggie found himself unable to focus. He kept stealing glances at Luke, even making eye contact a couple of times. Every time that happened, Reggie would look away and stick his chin up while Luke scoffed at him. After what felt like longer than ninety minutes, the class was being dismissed.

“Ah wait, I just remembered your end-of-the-year assignment.” All of the students, Reggie and Luke included, groaned out loud before sitting back down. Dr. Brown chuckled at his students’ misery. “Don’t worry, because this is the assignment that my students always enjoy the most out of their four years in this major. Or so I’ve been told.”

That got the attention of the class as everyone quieted down. “For this assignment, you are allowed to work by yourself or with a group, and outside help is allowed.” This earned him some confused looks. “You’ll understand once I explain. All you have to do is write a song and perform it at the end of the year concert. But, I might be able to make performance exceptions if you can bring me a valid medical excuse.”

Reggie stared at his professor with wide eyes, soaking up the information like a sponge. “The song can be any length, genre, or even language that you want it to be. Cursing is allowed as long as it doesn’t target anyone or involve a slur. More details will be on the rubric that I’ll email to you all within a couple of days.” Dr. Brown smiled. “See you all on Wednesday.”

Luke burst up from his seat and out of the door. By the time Reggie even noticed, there was a blockade of people in between them. “Damn it, Luke.” He took off out of the building to try and catch up. In his haste, he didn’t hear the warning to watch out until it was too late. 

Reggie’s pretty sure he blacked out for a second because the next thing he knew, he was on the ground. His vision was hazy, but he could barely make out a face with long brown hair hovering over him. Little by little, things started to become clearer. 

“You’re lucky you got hurt because otherwise, I’d be getting onto you for scraping my board.” Was Reggie dead? Because he’s pretty sure he just heard an angel threatening him just now. He tried to move his head but was struck with sharp pain. “Ow, jesus.”

The person above him started to look a bit worried now. “Oh lord, please don’t tell me you have a concussion. Here, take my hand. Let’s get you off the floor.”

Reggie grabbed the limb that was offered to him and was hoisted off the ground. He made eye contact with the stranger who knocked him down and felt instantly attracted to him. His face flushed as those dark brown eyes stared back at him, worry turning into amusement.

“I’m guessing your head is all good then?” The cute stranger gave a quick glance down to where their hands were still interlocked. He grinned a thin yet somehow full smile at Reggie. “You see something you like then, I’m assuming.” Reggie ripped his hand away.

Today was just not his day. If he wasn’t being ignored or humiliated, he was getting embarrassed for something he did without thinking. He pulled his hand away. “I’m so sorry about that. I promise I’m not usually this obvious when I check somebody out.” Mr. stranger raised an eyebrow, still smiling. Reggie blushed even harder as he processed what he said. “N-not that I was checking you out or anything! I mean, I was but, not in a creepy way. More like in a, wow did you fall from heaven ‘cuz you look like an angel, way.” He groaned and closed his eyes. “Feel free to smack me any time now.”

When Reggie didn’t hear a response or feel a smack on his face, he opened his eyes. The cute guy held up his skateboard in an attempt to hide his face, but Reggie could tell by the way his shoulders moved that he was laughing. He was laughing at Reggie.

If Reggie was anywhere other than out in the open on his school campus, he would have burst into tears. Cute Stranger must have caught him tearing up because he stopped laughing and reached out to rub Reggie's arm. “Hey, no need to get bent out of shape about it. I’d stare too if I could see my face for the first time.”

“Pfft.” A laugh came out of his throat before he even fully registered the words spoken to him. Great, the guy is cute, nice, and funny. The last two things that would tie this all together would be if he was single and attracted to Reggie. “Thank you. Most people would have either slapped me or speed walked away by now. I’m Reggie.”

He finally got a name to say instead of ‘cute stranger’. “I’m Willie. Sorry about running you over with my board. Is your head alright?” Willie motioned towards Reggie’s head with his own. His face scrunched up in the cutest way when he was worried.

Reggie gingerly touched the back of his head with a small wince. “Hurts a little, but I’ve had worse. I won’t be dying anytime soon.” Hopefully, that was as funny as he thought it sounded in his head.

It must have been because Willie laughed, his body moving as he did so. His loose hair fluttered in the wind to form a frame around his face. It really felt like he was in the presence of a god or something, jeez. Surely the wind was a paid actor. Willie looked in the direction that Reggie came running from. “You a music major?”

“Um yeah! Performance major actually. You like music?” Reggie could only hope he didn’t ruin his chance with a cute guy for outing himself as a band geek.

Willie shrugged. “Kinda sorta. I’m mainly involved in music-related stuff because my boyfriend plays drum set. He drags me out to all of the concerts on campus.” He rolled his eyes fondly. “He doesn’t even go to this school, plus all of his classes are online.”

Reggie tried not to let his disappointment show through his face. Of course, the one time he meets someone new that he finds attractive, they already have a significant other. “That sounds, uhh, endearing?” Don’t make it awkward, don’t make it awkward, don’t make it awkward.

His response earned him a sideways look from Willie. “You’re not homophobic, are you? I assumed not because you were definitely checking me out, but if you are…” He looked to the side as if looking for a way out of the conversation.

Reggie waved his hands frantically in front of him. “No no, I’m not homophobic. Kinda hard to be when I’m bisexual. That’d be a bit hypocritical of me.” The last thing he needed was to scare off a potential friend because they thought he didn't support his own community.

Willie’s smile was back in an instant. “Good.” An alarm went off on his phone and he took it off to silence it. “Well, looks like I’m gonna be late for my class.” He cut Reggie off before he could even get a word in. “Don’t you dare apologize for this because it was hardly your fault.” Reggie shut his mouth with a coy smile.

“Sorry.” He apologized anyway. This whole interaction has been weird and Reggie kinda just wants to curl up in a blanket burrito now.

“I gotta go now.” Willie dropped his skateboard and hopped on it. “See you around, yeah?” With that, he took off across the crowded campus.

“I didn’t even get his number,” Reggie mumbled to himself as he walked back to his dorm at a normal pace. Hopefully Luke would be there with Bobby. Ugh, that whole train of thought just upset him even more.

Reggie nervously scanned his university ID to be let into Windward Commons. Because he lived on the first floor, he didn’t have much time to think about what he was going to say to Luke and Bobby. Maybe he should just suck it up, apologize, and say he was having a bad day or something. Does the period excuse only work with girls? It’s not like they know what he has in his pants.

He opened the door to his room, number twenty-five, and found Luke sitting on his bed waiting for him. The brunette looked up from where he was busy eating Reggie’s nacho cheese Doritos. “Hey…” Cue the awkward silence. Luke rolled up the bag and put it so the side. “What took you so long?”

Reggie placed his Star Wars bag down beside his desk, aware of the tense atmosphere. “When I was chasing after you, I ran into somebody. Literally.” Luke only nodded and adjusted his grey beanie in silence.

His best friend huffed. “Listen, Reg, I’m sorry. For being such a dick to you in class. But you know how I get when stuff like this happens.” He shrugged as if to say, it is what it is.

Reggie felt himself instantaneously fill with rage. “No, you don’t have the right to say shit like that because I don’t know.” This wasn’t even the first time they’ve argued about Luke’s little disappearing acts. And Reggie would let him off easy every single time. But not today.

“You always leave me in the dark, Luke! I never know where you are, who you’re with, or even why you left in the first goddamn place. Every day that I don’t hear from you makes me want to die a little inside. The worst part is, you know exactly how I feel because I fucking tell you! Yet, all you care about is Bobby, who doesn’t seem the slightest bit concerned for your wellbeing!” Reggie’s chest was heaving, and he had to take a break to calm himself down.

He brought his hands up to his face and exhaled into them. Getting any angrier will only make him say things that he doesn’t really mean. He’ll need a clear head if he wants to get his point across to Luke.

He took one last deep breath before he continued. “I’m going to be very honest with you, Luke. Based on these last couple of years and everything you told me about your childhood, I don’t think Bobby is a good friend. He’s always dismissive whenever I mention you as if you’re not worthy of him to talk about. I think it’s time to cut him out of your life for good.” Luke always understood him best when things were given to him straight up.

When Reggie finally looked at Luke, his friend’s face was wrinkled up in a mixture of confusion, anger, and irritation. “Did you seriously just tell me to stop talking to my first and oldest friend? All because you’re what, jealous?” He stood up from the bed and walked up to Reggie menacingly. “I can understand your concern for me, but you just crossed a line. I would never abandon Bobby like that.”

He knew that Luke would never hurt him, but he still took a step back. “He’s not some orphan you plucked off the street and took in. He’s a grown-ass man with a stable income and a home to fall back on if college doesn’t work out for him.”

“Don’t talk as if you know anything about his home life.” Luke pressed forward even more. “Trevor is verbally abusive on a good day and neglectful on all of them. There’s a reason for why he acts the way he does.”

Although that information came as a surprise to Reggie, he wasn’t about to back down now that Luke was finally talking to him. “Murder is still murder. Bullying is still bullying. Having shitty parents doesn’t give you an excuse to treat other people just as shittily.”

“Well, you’d know all about having shitty parents, wouldn’t you?” 

Reggie felt himself tear up for the second time that day. Surely his ears were deceiving him. His voice came out no louder than a whisper. “What did you just say?”

He could tell that Luke didn’t mean it by the way his face turned horrified, but the damage had been done. “God, no, Reg,” Luke reached out to him, but it only made him flinch, which caused his tears to fall. “That’s not what I meant. You know I didn’t mean that.”

His body was shaking with suppressed sobs, and he could barely see through his watery vision. “But you still said it.” Reggie laughed self-deprecatingly. “S’not like you’re wrong anyway.” He hung his head and tried not to have a complete breakdown.

Luke pulled his hands away at Reggie’s flinch. “I’m so sorry. His hands hovered in the air, unsure of where to put them. “I should have worded that better. O-or not said it at all. I-”

“Just go,” Reggie whispered. “Please get out of my room.” It was silent for a moment before Luke dopped his arms and backed away to what he thought was a safe distance. “Regg-” “Get the fuck out,” Reggie interrupted in a seemingly monotone voice.

Luke got the hint that the conversation was over and headed to the door. He turned back to Reggie one last time before leaving him alone with his thoughts.

As the room was engulfed in silence, Reggie struggled over to his bed to lay down. He got under his blankets and rolled himself in a burrito before letting himself fall apart.

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Luke knew all the reasons why he’s been treating Reggie like crap, but they were pretty shitty excuses. Honestly, who realizes that they’re in love with their best friends, confesses to only one of them, and then runs away instead of talking about it. Hell, he didn’t even wait long enough to hear Bobby’s response! But maybe it wasn’t too late to get one from Bobby.

He glanced up at his composition professor, then pulled out his phone and hid it behind his backpack on top of the table. His hands were shaking as he opened up the messaging app, but he knew this had to be done.

so you know how i saisd iwas in kove with you

well i also love reg

…maybe this is a convo we need to hve in person

like with all of us 

u in class rn??

yeah but i had a fite with reg

give him a lil space

 and Gimme a min

Luke shoved his phone into the front pocket of his khaki cargo pants. If he wanted to get out of class, all he’d have to do is ask because of a lie he told the university when he first enrolled. Apparently, having a mom that’s dying from cancer is something that every single faculty needed to know. Whether he had a class with them or not.

Before he got the chance to raise his hand, Mrs. Wolfsheimer was already waving him away. “Another family emergency? I understand, Mr. Patterson. You may be excused.”

Luke sent her a grateful smile tinged with a hint of faked sorrow while his classmates rolled their eyes. He crammed his stuff into his bag and took off out of the room without a second thought.

Reggie doesn’t know how long he had laid in bed, wallowing in self-pity, but he was woken up by a pounding sound. His blanket had migrated to the floor at some point while he slept, and he was laid out like a dilapidated starfish. With a groan, he rolled out of bed and onto the ground so he could answer the door.

The sound which he originally thought was coming from the front door was actually coming from the door that separated his room from Bobby’s. Ugh. He just wanted a day where nobody bothered him, just one.

“Please open the door, Reginald.” Oh god, he knew that it was about to get serious whenever Bobby and Luke used his full name to get his attention.

With a loaded sigh, he walked over and turned the door handle with a shaky hand. He didn’t even get an apology out of his mouth before his lips were covered by someone else’s. 

Bobby was kissing him.

Bobby was kissing him.

Bobby was kissing him, and he kinda liked it.

Reggie’s eyes closed automatically in response to the intimate action, and he couldn’t help but kiss back. He felt two cold hands gently cradle his face and practically sighed because of how good it felt. Being held in such a loving way, which he was deprived of from living with his parents, was doing things to him that he’s never experienced before.

He reached out with both hands to grab Bobby by his ugly weeb t-shirt and pulled him in closer. Their lips slotted together languidly as if this was something they did every day and not an attack out of the blue. Bobby hummed as if he were pleased, which made Reggie tense up when he realized what he was doing.

Bobby pulled away while Reggie stood frozen in shock, still trying to process what just happened. He opened his eyes and saw Bobby’s brown ones looking back at him with horribly concealed apprehension. Reggie instinctively licked his slightly red lips. “You kissed me.”

Bobby licked his own in response. “You kissed me back.” He moved his fingers over Reggie’s flushed cheeks. “Luke texted me,” He spoke softly. “After your argument, I mean. And then we talked some stuff out. Well,” Bobby tipped his head to the side with a grin, “Luke did all the rambling he likes to call talking..”

He must have seen that Reggie wasn’t quite mentally there because he stopped before the other boy’s head got too foggy. “Let’s sit down for a minute, baby; you look like you’re about to overheat.”

They walked to Reggie’s bed at a slow pace, which gave them both some extra time to think about what to say. Apparently, Reggie didn’t need that time because he said, “Calling me pet names isn’t exactly helping.” 

Bobby chuckled lowly, so Reggie considered that a win in his books. They sat down on the edge of the mattress, thigh to thigh, arm to arm, neither wanting to break the silence.

“I guess I should start talking so we can get this shit over with.” Bobby sighed in an overdramatic fashion.

Immediately, Reggie was done with him and their little moment. This was exactly the kind of behavior that made it obvious Bobby didn’t care about Luke.

His face must have expressed his thoughts because Bobby straightened himself up. “Just hear me out before you pass your final judgement, please.” Reggie didn’t get a chance to rebut him.

“I wasn’t completely honest about why Luke was gone this time.” Bobby started. “He just hit me up one day to hang out and told me he was in love with me.”

Reggie's eyes have been shocked open so many times today he’s surprised they haven’t popped out of their sockets yet. How could his best friend, who he thought was straight, fall in love with his other best friend (debatable) before his eyes, and he didn't even notice?

“Then he kissed me and disappeared. I didn’t tell you that I had no idea where he was because I knew you would freak out like the worrywart you are.” Bobby ran a hand over one of the shaved sides of his head as he turned to meet Reggie’s green eyes. “I care about him too, you know.”

Reggie scoffed at him and stood back up. “You sure have a funny way of showing it. All you ever do is avoid his absences like the plague and act like he doesn’t matter.” He started pacing back and forth. “I mean, all the bullying you used to do to us? Hell, you still bully me now. Are we even friends, or do you just tolerate me because I hang out with Luke?” Reggie stopped in front of Bobby with his hands on his hips.

What he didn’t expect was to see Bobby clearly holding back tears with his eyebrows furrowed and mouth in a tight line. “God, Reg, is that really what you think of me?” Bobby shook his head in disbelief as he also got to his feet. “Why would I kiss you if I didn’t consider you my friend at the very least. Fuck, Reggie.” He reached out to Reggie and turned his head when he tried to look away. Bobby’s hand cradled his face once more and forced them to make eye contact. “You’re the reason why I questioned my sexuality to begin with. I’ve literally been attracted to you since the day Luke introduced us to each other. I hated watching you tear yourself apart over Luke when he was too busy sleeping around to give you the time of day. And I only tease you so much because it never fails to make you turn redder than a fire hydrant.”

Bobby slid his hands down until they could wrap around Reggie’s waist and pull him closer. He kept their eyes locked as he pressed their foreheads together. “I never meant to push you to the point where you thought I despised you. I’m so, so sorry.

Reggie wanted to believe what Bobby was saying, he really did, but these emotional talks and confessions seemed to be popping up out of thin air. Bobby has never shown him some form of friendly affection, let alone the romantic kind. Reggie couldn’t accept the other’s declaration of love, no matter how good of a kisser he was.

“I can’t accept your feelings. I’m sorry, but,” Reggie sighed and moved away from Bobby for the second time. “I basically thought you hated me up until a minute ago, so there’s no way I could return your feelings. And if I said I did, I would be lying.”

Bobby didn’t seem to be too upset over that. If anything, he got more excited, seeing as he was grinning like a maniac, “Yeah, but you still liked kissing me.” He reached out and rubbed Reggie’s hipbone.

Reggie squirmed at the touch but couldn’t deny that fact. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I'm in love with you.” He subconsciously leaned into the other’s touch. “Anybody would feel some type of way when someone they find attractive spontaneously kisses them.”

“Exactly my point!” Bobby said as he stealthily brought his left hand up to Reggie’s belly. “You think I’m cute, which means my chances aren’t 0%.”

Reggie’s face flushed as he swatted at the other’s hands. “Not cute enough for me to date you.” He whined and turned away from the man in front of him. “And stop touching me!”

“Am I cute enough to fuck?”

Those words certainly caught Reggie’s attention. “What did you just say?” He questioned as calmly as possible.

Bobby’s eyes were darkened with lust as he stared Reggie down. “Sleep with me. If you have a good time, which I know you will, then you have to agree to at least give me a chance to be with you.”

Reggie huffed and shook his head, exasperated. “You don’t even know if you like men. What about Luke? How can you be so sure about this?”

“Like I said, we talked things out.” Bobby threw his arms up in frustration. “Come the fuck on, Reg! What do you have to lose anyway?”

“My virginity, you dumbass!”

Bobby took a step back and then squinted his eyes. “I’m not an idiot despite my grades in high school. I vividly remember you crying over how you finally had sex with Kayla senior year. And then I had to hear her side of the story when she came over to hang out with Carrie.”

“I meant my virginity with a guy!” Reggie was definitely yelling at this point. “And I wasn’t crying!” He may have gotten a bit emotional, but he didn’t cry after having sex for the first time.

Ok, so he shed a tear or two, but that doesn’t count as full-on crying!

Bobby rolled his eyes fondly. “My point is, I’ll take care of you and make sure you feel good.” He looked at Reggie affectionately. “You can trust me.”

Now Reggie was no stranger to having one-night stands; he just didn’t make a habit out of it like Bobby and Luke. But it was also hard to find a person willing to sleep with him that didn’t give off serial killer vibes, so maybe this could actually work in his favour.

“Fine, you have a deal.” Reggie crossed his arms and raised his chin. “On one condition, I get to back out at any time.”

“Of course, Reg.” Bobby wasn’t smiling, which meant he was dead serious. “I’m not a rapist. If you want to stop, then we’ll stop. Just say the word.”

Reggie sighed, and all the lingering tension left his body, as well as the room. Bobby was still staring at him, bottom lip caught between his teeth. “What, you meant right now?”

Bobby shrugged. “I don’t see why not unless you have another class soon.” He smirked. “I’m eager to explore your body whenever and however long I get the chance to.”

His head was nodding before he said his answer out loud. “Yeah, ok…” Reggie looked around his room awkwardly, not knowing how to initiate whatever it is they were about to do.

Bobby took charge by grabbing his waist and spinning him around so that his back was facing the bed. Reggie had to grab hold of his shoulders so he wouldn't tip over. Bobby just leaned in and pecked him on the lips, so quick he almost missed it. “Relax, baby. We can take this as slow as you need.”

Their eyes connected again, and Reggie was suddenly very aware of how turned on he was right then. His hands drifted from their spot on Bobby’s shoulders to make a ring around his neck. “Can you kiss me more?”

The taller man in front of him just went, “Mmmmm,” and pressed their lips together once more. Slowly, Reggie moved his lips against Bobby’s, and they started to find their rhythm.

Reggie doesn’t really remember the last time a girl was willing to go this slow with him without making him feel like shit first. It looked like Bobby was going to be his first in many ways today.

He reached behind him to feel where the bed was at before laying down. Bobby followed him down to keep their mouths connected; he glided his hands over Reggie’s ass and hoisted him up by his thighs. Reggie gasped at the loss of mobility, and Bobby laughed at him. “You like being manhandled, noted.”

Hearing Bobby casually calling him out on his previously unknown kink turned him on more than it should have. His thighs tightened around Bobby's hips as his skilled tongue invaded Reggie’s mouth. Bobby licked over the roof of his mouth with his freakishly long tongue, and Reggie shuddered. 

“Yeah, you probably have an oral fixation too. You’re so fucking responsive, and all we’ve done so far is kiss.” Bobby let his tongue glide over Reggie’s top row of teeth. “You like having your mouth full, baby?”

Reggie’s never really thought about it before, but he usually has something in his mouth at all times. His bottom lip, his chewable oreo necklace, and even his phone case on occasion. But he wasn’t going to give in just yet. “Takes one to know one. You’ve obviously had plenty of practice with your mouth. Your nonstop talking is proof enough.”

Bobby separated their mouths, but only enough so that their lips were still touching. “It’s too early in our ‘not a relationship’ relationship, so I’ll cut you some slack and not punish you for being a brat. For now.” His glare promised things that honestly made Reggie feel a bit uneasy. He ignored that feeling but kept his mouth closed anyway.

They went back to kissing, and the next thing Reggie knew, two hands were crawling under his shirt and touching his stomach. He couldn’t hold back the shiver that went down his spine. Curse Bobby and his cold ass hands.

Bobby pulled away from Reggie’s mouth to trail kisses down his throat. “Let’s get you out of these clothes,” he murmured. “Let me see your body, baby.”

Every time Bobby called him baby, Reggie died a little inside. It made him feel all hazy and floaty and made him want to do anything Bobby said to.

“Mmkay.” Reggie took back control of his legs and rotated so that his entire body was laying on the bed. He fiddled with the edge of his shirt and looked at Bobby for directions. 

Bobby had already taken his shirt off and was working on pulling down his pants. Reggie didn’t realize he was staring until Bobby started tugging on his shirt. “You’ll have plenty of time to stare at my gorgeous body while we're fucking.” Bobby chuckled. “Unless you planned on doing it through your clothes?”

Reggie shook his head and quickly yanked his shirt off before tossing it aside. He gave Bobby his best puppy dog eyes. “I wanna touch you.”

Bobby groaned and joined Reggie on the bed, hovering over him naked as the day he was born. “I’m not stopping you.” He kissed Reggie on his cheek before moving to his neck.

He focused on Bobby’s kisses and let his arms roam wherever they pleased. His hands trailed across Bobby’s chest and torso, feeling up the other’s pecs and abs. 

His neck craned to the side as he let out a small gasp. Bobby looked up at him with a devious smirk before he reached down to his pants on the floor. When he came back up, he had his phone in his hand and opened up the camera.

“Your neck looks so sexy covered in hickeys that I had to take a picture.” The sound of a camera click finally registered in Reggie’s ears.

“You…you aren’t going to show that to anybody, right?” Reggie didn’t know how he felt about Bobby taking pictures during sex. It felt intrusive and wrong. He couldn’t even imagine what would happen if they got leaked somehow.

Bobby waved him off and took another picture, tilting Reggie’s head to get a better angle. “Of course not, baby. I wouldn’t even show these to Luke. I told you to trust me.” And that was that. Bobby put his phone face down on the bed. “I thought you wanted to touch me? I don’t feel a lot of touching going on right now.”

Reggie was weirdly anxious about this. He felt like a teen again because he didn’t know what to do. Usually, he’d be getting his dick sucked by a girl right now. “Um, can I give you a blowjob?”

Bobby pushed Reggie’s legs off the bed and plopped down, legs spread for all to see. “Be my guest.”

Overcome with excitement, Reggie dropped to his knees harshly, but he could barely feel it. He’s always wanted to give a blowjob cause he thought he’d be good at it on the first try. Now’s his chance.

Reggie came face to face with Bobby’s dick. It was about the same size as his, not too thick, not too long. The tip was a deep red colour and was wet with precum. Seeing how hard he made Bobby made Reggie even hornier.

He made eye contact and held it as he grabbed the base of Bobby’s dick. Reggie gave it a firm stroke and relished in the resulting groan. Time to get serious.

Reggie tilted his head down and took the tip of Bobby’s cock into his mouth, making sure his lips covered his teeth. He sucked gently and heard a sigh from above him. When Reggie looked back up, he found that Bobby was already watching him with his mouth opened slightly. “Fuck,” Bobby cursed before reaching down with his left hand and threading his fingers through Reggie’s hair. 

Taking that curse as encouragement, Reggie gave his dick a couple more sucks before taking it deeper into his mouth. He felt Bobby’s cock start to fill his mouth and found that this was going easier than he thought it would. Seeing as he could breathe just fine, Reggie took more and more dick into his mouth until he reached the base.

“Shit, baby.” Bobby pulled his hair harshly as he gyrated his hips, trying to push his dick even further into Reggie’s throat. “Knew that pretty mouth of yours was made for dick sucking.” He pulled at Reggie’s hair again, and he had to fight back the urge to bite down. Wow, Bobby was being kind of rough on his poor scalp.

Reggie tried to get Bobby’s attention by groaning, but it must have come off as a moan of pleasure instead because Bobby only pulled harder. “Yeah, you like that? Like when I pull your hair while I fuck your throat?” He punctuated his question with more thrusts.

Reggie could only grab ahold of Bobby’s thighs and bear through it. He’d tell Bobby about the hair-pulling later, and then everything would be fine.

Bobby spent the next minute or two thrusting into the wet suction around his dick before pulling back. Reggie immediately gulped in giant breaths of air while the hold in his hair lessened. His chest heaved as he looked at Bobby. “Why did you stop?”

“Don’t wanna cum just yet.” Without looking, he grabbed his phone and took a picture of Reggie on his knees. “These are definitely going in an album,” he mumbled.

Reggie furrowed his brows in confusion. Surely he must have misheard that. “What did you just say?”

Bobby smirked as he locked his phone. “Don’t worry about it, baby.” He helped Reggie to his feet. “Lay on your back with your knees to your chest.”

Red flags everywhere. What if this was just part of some ongoing plot between him and Luke to make Reggie look like a complete idiot? What if Bobby was going to show those photos to Luke after so they can laugh about him together? What if he was planning to sell them to the black market?!

“Pfft.” 

Bobby cleared his throat to try and play off his laughter, but Reggie wasn’t fooled. “Did you really laugh at me? Can you please take this seriously?”

This only made the taller man smile more as he leaned in to kiss Reggie. The smile was still there after he pulled away. “Reggie, baby, sex isn’t supposed to be serious. It’s supposed to be fun and relaxing. I only laughed because I can practically read your thoughts through your facial expressions.” Bobby grabbed his arms and pulled their bodies flush together. “It’s ok to be nervous and ask questions. It’s only me.”

Reggie’s body turned soft and pliant as Bobby held him. Right, even if he didn’t trust Bobby himself, he could trust Luke. And Luke trusted Bobby. (And was also apparently in love with him but wedonttalkaboutthat-)

He grimaced and sheepishly turned his head to burrow into Bobby’s neck. “Sorry. You know how I get sometimes. I just overthink everything.”

“I guess I’ll just have to give you something else to think about.” At that, he felt Bobby grip both of his asscheeks hard. A whine escaped his mouth against his will, and the mood was instantly back. Reggie felt hot as Bobby’s dick slid against his, slick with spit and precum. They stood there for a minute, just grinding against one another. 

Time to get this show on the road. Reggie stepped back and scrambled around Bobby to lay on his back with his knees bent. Bobby watched him as he stroked his arousal. “Where do you keep the lube, baby?”

In answer, Reggie reached under his pillow with a sheepish smile and pulled out a small bottle of lube. “I was uh, gonna use it earlier, but it turns out I didn’t really need it.” He held it out after popping open the cap.

Bobby grabbed the bottle and smirked. “Yeah? Your moans were so fucking loud, baby. I bet you were so turned on your dick was leaking like a fountain. Wish I could’ve watched you.” He fisted Reggie’s dick as he crawled onto the bed, making sure not to spill the lube.

“Ah,” Reggie panted. “Y-you can join me next time. On the livestream.” He wriggled his hips a bit. “Please hurry.” It felt too fast in the beginning, but now it felt like Bobby was moving in slow motion.

“Don’t be impatient, or I’ll just go even slower.” Although Bobby said that he still let go of Reggie in favor of pouring some lube into his hand. He tossed the bottle to the side and rubbed his palms together. “Legs up, now.”

Reggie pushed through his embarrassment and pulled his knees to his chest, leaving his lower half exposed. It was weird feeling open air in places that never see the sun, but it wasn’t terribly uncomfortable. 

Bobby wasted no time in smearing his ass in the lube, brushing over his perineum and asshole before swiftly pushing a finger in.

His first thought was that it felt weird. His second thought was that it hurt, like, a lot more than he thought a single finger would. But he didn’t complain because it wasn’t unbearable. This is probably what it feels like for every guy the first time they get fingered.

The pain got a bit worse with each finger Bobby added in him, but Reggie had gotten used to it by then. It became more of a background noise rather than a blaring red stop sign. He was too worked up to stop now anyway.

“Alright, roll onto your stomach for me.” Bobby was so commanding it was a bit scary. One minute he’s being lovey-dovey, and the next, he’s acting threatening. It seems like everything Bobby does is two-faced like that. 

Reggie turned over as instructed, and Bobby started massaging his thighs. “You have no idea how good you look right now. Ugh.” Bobby leaned over and started mouthing the area where Reggie’s thighs and ass connected. Reggie couldn’t do anything but writhe in both pleasure and pain as he was bit and sucked on. 

When Bobby was done making a mess of the pale thighs below him, he grabbed some more lube to put on his cock. He maneuvered Reggie so that he was on his elbows and knees. “Don’t tense up, or you might get hurt.” That was all the warning Reggie got before he felt the pressure of Bobby’s dick pushing into him.

If he thought three fingers was painful, there were absolutely no words to describe how much this hurt. “Fuck! Bobby, wait! It hurts!” He didn’t want to be a baby about it, but it felt like his ass was being split open.

Probably because it was.

“The pain will go away soon, don’t worry. It’ll start to feel good after a while.” Bobby pushed his hips forward until the entirety of his cock was balls deep inside of Reggie’s ass. “Just give it a minute.”

Fuck fuck fuck, it burned. It burned so fucking bad. Now Reggie understands why the person getting fucked is always crying and screaming in those porn videos. Tears stream down his face and onto the pillow below him. Fuck this shit. Fuck anal sex altogether. He’s fine with being straight from now on. “I don’t think I can- NNNGH!”

He didn’t get his protest out before Bobby was moving, pulling out halfway just to thrust back in. Reggie could hear him grunting in pleasure, lost in his own world. Asshole.

Reggie could only shove his face into the pillow and pray that this would end soon. If he knew anal would feel like this, he wouldn’t have made that stupid deal with Bobby.

Time seemed to creep by slower than molasses as they went at it like rabbits. The air was filled with the sound of Reggie’s muffled yet loud groans and Bobb’s low grunts. Every now and then, Reggie would feel a spark of pleasure when his prostate was brushed, but other than that, all he felt was agony.

He was brought back to awareness when Bobby pushed down on his lower back and sped up his thrusts. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

Reggie hurriedly pulled his face out of the pillow. “Don’t do it inside! It’s not good for your body.”

Bobby scoffed. “Who told you that shit?”  Google, but Bobby doesn’t need to know that, “Let me do it inside, baby. It’ll feel so good.

Reggie highly doubted he could feel any type of pleasure from sex again at this point, but Bobby said his trigger word. “I guess…It should be fine if I just clean it out afterward.”

“Ugh, shit.” Bobby pushed in as far as he could as he came, twitching and moaning. Reggie didn’t feel any different, as he expected, and his dick wasn’t even hard anymore. Not that it seemed like Bobby cared because he just pulled out and sat back to catch his breath. “God, virgins are always tight as hell.” He smacked Reggie’s ass twice and took one last picture (when did he pick up his phone?) before getting up and starting to dress.

Reggie looked back at him, confused. “Where are you going? Do you-” Reggie hesitated. “Do you not like cuddling?”

Bobby frowned at him in what seemed like mock pity. “You might not have a class soon, but I never said I didn’t. I hate having to leave you here alone after such an intimate moment.”

His voice sounded mocking, but it must have been Reggie’s imagination. “Oh. Um, have fun?”

Bobby chuckled as he finished tying his shoes. He stretched on his way back to the bed. “Don’t fret, baby. I’ll give you a kiss before I go.”

This time when they kissed, Reggie couldn’t feel anything from it. No eagerness, no passion, no lust, nothing. All the magic that was there before, poof! Gone just like that.

They pulled away, and the next thing Reggie knew, he was alone.

“What in the world just happened?” 

The only response he had for himself was to plant his face in the pillow and cry once more.

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Over the last two days, Reggie's communication with his two closest friends has come to an almost complete stop. Luke never did respond to him, and when Bobby did, he always had an excuse about how busy he was. Despite his attempts to run into them in or between classes, they can avoid him at every turn. He has no idea how everything went downhill so fast. One second they were all chill friends like usual, and the next, he’s getting ghosted after one nasty argument and a painful fuck. And now, Reggie has this meeting with pre-serum Captain America to worry about.

He bit his lip to stifle his giggle at his joke. Maybe that was offensive toward Alex. He looks waaaaaay better than an asthmatic Steve Rogers.

Reggie sighed as he set up his cameras to take some photos. He didn’t have time to do all this pointless thinking. He just needed to bust a nut, snap a couple of thirst trap pics for OnlyFans, then go meet Alex and his mystery boyfriend/sugar baby. “Hehe.” He giggled out loud.

Reggie gave his body a little shake and tried to get into a sexier mindset. Today he wanted to take pictures that made it look like he got a facial after a blowjob.

He blushed at his thoughts. Not even a week into this OnlyFans crap, and he was already turning kinkier. Was it because he did anal for the first time?

Ugh. Let’s not think about that mistake right now. 

At first, he tried mixing water with a bit of lotion or hair conditioner to make fake cum, but it didn’t look like a very convincing jizz to him. So he decided that he was going to use his own. Hence the need to actually masturbate for these pictures. The only hard part would be jacking off in a position that made his cum naturally land on his face…

That’s it! Reggie didn’t need to make things complicated, he just had to get someone to give him a real facial. 

His first choice should be his boyfriend, but he knew that Bobby had a last-second meeting with the football coach about his grades. So that only left the one person who seems to be doing their best to avoid him.

Reggie sat on his bed for a minute, cursing whatever higher power there may be before he got off his ass. And then he got a little mad.

If Luke thought he could push Reggie around like that and then disappear, he had another thing coming for him. Reggie was gonna walk into Luke’s apartment and demand some form of an apology for the way he was treated. Granted, the whole thing was backward because Reggie would be the one giving a blowjob, but eh, technicalities.

Reggie was so stuck in his head that it took a key appearing in his hand for him to realize that he had walked all the way to his destination. He put the spare key into the slot and let himself into the apartment. Luke was sitting on the floor in front of his coffee table, eating a bowl of cereal. 

He looked up from his bowl to give Reggie a hesitant smile. “Hey.”

Reggie jerked his head up once. “Hello, Lucas.” Luke’s smile dropped from his face as he opened his mouth.

“So, I was an ass,” he started.

Reggie nodded.

“I shouldn't have said that shit to you.”

Another nod.

“I’m sorry.”

“Me too, but-”

“But I’m still an ass, so I need to make it up to you somehow.”

Reggie smiled like the winner he was.

Luke squinted at him. “I played right into your trap, didn’t I?”

“Yep!” Reggie beamed. “You owe me a favor now.”

Luke put his bowl down and stood up. “Anything, dude. You can always come to me for help, even when I’m not being a jerk.” He smiled.

Reggie beamed. “Anything?” he asked with a teasing lilt.

Luke rolled his eyes fondly. “Yes, Reg, anything.”

“I need you to take pictures of me while I give you a blowjob.”

Reggie and Luke stared at each other in silence. Luke’s face scrunched up like he was constipated. “Did you just ask me to help you cheat on your boyfriend? Even after knowing how I feel about you?”

“We have an open relationship, I guess. Wait,” Reggie was confused. “What are you talking about? Aren’t you in love with Bobby?”

Luke nodded, though it wasn’t in response to what Reggie said, more in exasperation. “Of course, he didn’t tell you the whole story. He wants me as far away from you as possible.”

Ok, Reggie definitely missed something at some point. “Start from the beginning, please. Don’t leave out a single detail.”

“Alright.” Luke sat back down and pulled Reggie down with him. “So I felt bad about our fight and decided to come clean about my thoughts and feelings. But I knew you were still mad at me, so I started with Bobby.”

“I’ve loved you and Reggie since I knew what love was.”

Bobby was sitting next to him on the small, bright green couch he had gotten off the side of the road. It was an eyesore, but Reggie adored the damn thing, so he decided to keep it.

“Yeah, it was pretty obvious to me that you were in love with Reg.” Bobby ruffled his hair. “I just didn’t know you were also in love with me. I was too busy being in love with Reggie, like you.”

“Oh.” It shouldn’t have surprised him, really. If Luke could see how amazing Reggie was, then obviously Bobby would notice as well. But he still felt weird about it. The way he loved his two best friends had always felt different from one another, but he didn’t know in what way. 

Luke saw himself as someone who accepted his feelings without hesitation but was too afraid to confess. That way, he didn’t have to lie to himself, and his heart didn’t get broken. At that moment, Luke was glad that he had waited until he figured out his own feelings first. Even if he did it a little too late.

“To be fair,” Luke started. “It’s now been brought to my attention that the way I love you is more familial than romantic. I’m definitely in love with Reggie, though.”

Bobby squinted his eyes. “That makes this both easier and harder. It’s easier because we don’t have to go through the awkwardness of me rejecting you, but harder because now you’re in love with your brother’s boyfriend.”

“Haha.” Luke chuckled awkwardly at what Bobby said, thinking it was a horrible attempt to lighten the atmosphere. He stopped when Bobby didn’t join in and continued staring at him. “Ok, there’s no way you’re being serious right now.” Luke got off the couch and stood in front of Bobby. “I’d like to think I’m not so oblivious that I can’t tell when the two most important people in my life are in a relationship. I’m just not.”

“I hate to break it to you, but you kinda are, seeing as Reggie and I have been dating for about a month now.”

“He told you we’ve been dating for a month?! We didn’t even get together until later that day!” Reggie yelled. “And it wasn’t even because I have feelings for him!”

Luke was rubbing the sides of his head in dismay. “So, to sum this mess up, Bobby is supposedly in love with you and lied to me so I wouldn’t confess. Bobby confessed to being in love with you. You two are dating now, but it’s not serious because you have no romantic feelings toward him. You want to suck my dick.” He looked over at Reggie. “Am I right so far?”

Reggie nodded and wrung his hands together. “And uh, you only love Bobby as a brother and are actually in love with me.” Reggie reddened a bit as he processed what Luke said last. “Does this mean things are good between us now?”

Luke took Reggie’s hands in his as their muscles relaxed after such a tense talk. “As long as you give me a chance like you gave Bobby.” He stopped to pout. “We’re mad at him, by the way. He lied to both of us and took away your right to choose who you want to be with.”

Reggie bit his lip and held back a smile. He always teased Luke for all the pouting he did, but it was still pretty adorable. “Sounds fair to me. As of right now, you and I are officially boyfriends. Though we’ll have to mention this to Bobby at some point.” He squeezed Luke’s hands.

The two boys smiled at each other, just holding hands and enjoying each other’s presence. Luke got squirmy not long after.

“Sooooo, you still wanna smd?” Luke wiggled his eyebrows. 

Reggie leaned back and gave him a blank stare. “Did you seriously just use an acronym outside of a text conversation?” He shook his head. “I can’t believe I’m dating an idiot.”

Luke just grinned. “Well, you wanna give this idiot a blowjob, so that’s on you.” He placed his hand on Reggie's cheek to pull them closer to each other. “Let’s start with a kiss, though.” 

And that’s how Reggie found himself kissing both of his friends within three days of each other. Reggie hummed into the kiss, pressing forward into Luke. The two sat on the floor, kissing and familiarizing themselves with each other’s lips. 

Luke eventually got tired of leaning back in such an awkward position. He swiftly wrapped his arms around Reggie’s neck and pulled him down on top of him. Reggie flailed for a bit but eventually gave in and put his hands on either side of Luke’s head. He huffed. “Was that really necessary?”

Luke gave him one more kiss before replying. “Mmm yeah. What did you want to suck my dick for again?”

Reggie settled between Luke’s thighs as he answered. “I may have made an OnlyFans account.” He grinned shyly. “I’m doing a private show later today, so I’m taking some spicy pictures to post for everyone else.”

Luke raised his eyebrows. “That’s awful bold of you, captain cutie. Send me the pics too.”

Reggie scrunched up his nose at the pet name. “Captain cutie? Really?”

“Sorry, would you prefer hunkey monkey? Macho mack? Papi chulo?”

They busted out laughing at the list of absurd pet names. Reggie was wiping tears from his eyes. “Ok, ok, enough.” He moved one hand down to the front of Luke’s pants. “I really want you in my mouth like, yesterday.”

Luke leaned up and pecked his lips one last time. “Let’s do this in the bedroom. It’ll be easier there.” He smirked. “No need to christen the living room just yet.”

“Ok,” Reggie agreed with a snort. He helped Luke get off the floor, and they made their way to the bedroom. 

When they got there, Luke sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed Reggie to his knees in front of him. Reggie went down willingly, practically bursting with excitement.

Luke ran his fingers through Reggie’s hair with one hand as the other pulled down his grey sweats. “You’re really eager for this, huh, babe? Give me your phone.”

Reggie knew that Luke didn’t actually want an answer to his question, but he answered anyway. “I’ve had ten too many wet dreams about you before to let this opportunity go to waste.” He pulled out his phone and gave it to Luke. “Take a video first. We can move on to pictures after you uh- cum. On me. My face.” He looked down at Luke’s exposed dick to avoid looking at that smug look he had on his face.

“You’re so fucking adorable.” Luke unlocked the other’s phone with a grin, knowing the password. “You’ll be the death of me, baby.”

Reggie whined after hearing the ‘b word’ before surging forward to take the head of Luke’s dick into his mouth. He slowly swirled his tongue around the tip while Luke hissed and grunted. Every time Reggie’s eyes threatened to slip closed, Luke would tug his hair to make him keep them open. He honestly forgot all about Luke filming because he was so focused on giving his newest boyfriend the best head he’s ever gotten.

“You look so erotic like this. With your lips wrapped around my cock, slowly sucking me off.” Luke moaned. “Your subscribers are going to be so jealous of me.” Reggie didn’t think that Luke would be the dirty-talking type, but hearing it scratched an itch he didn’t even know was there before.

Reggie pulled away and loosely fisted Luke’s dick. “Want to know how to make them even more jealous?”

“Mmm.” Luke pulled Reggie’s mouth open with his thumb. “How would we do that, baby?”

Reggie took a second to suck on the finger in his mouth. “You could fuck my mouth.”

Luke’s eyes darkened. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.” He slipped his thumb out of Reggie’s mouth and got to his feet. Luke quickly replaced his finger with his hard length. “I’m not gonna go easy on you.”

In response, Reggie only braced his hands on Luke’s thighs and looked up at him with a muffled moan.

“Fuck,” Luke moaned as he pushed his cock down Reggie’s throat. “You’re such a good boy.” He moved his hips faster. “Letting me fuck your throat just so you can feel my cum on your face.”

Reggie whined and tightened his hold on Luke’s thighs. The video was no doubt going to come out shaky as hell, but Reggie couldn’t find it in himself to care at the moment. No thoughts were running through his head other than the dirty words that were coming out of Luke’s mouth. He wasn’t even thinking about the fact that he was impossibly hard in his pants. It was like his brain got hyperfocused on nothing but Luke.

Drool fell down Reggie’s chin as Luke’s movement sped up even further. Reggie braced himself right as Luke gave him a warning.

“Fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, fuck-” Luke yanked Reggie’s head off his dick and started to jerk himself off. “Shit.” 

Reggie knelt on the floor with his eyes closed as drops of cum landed on his face. Moving a hand up to the base of Luke’s cock, he covered the head with his mouth to catch the last couple of drops. He heard a shaky inhale above him and slowly opened his eyes again.

It was a bit of a struggle, thanks to the cum on his left eyelid, but Reggie eventually did it. He found Luke staring at his face, eyes taking in the sight before him. Reggie could feel Luke’s dick twitch as they made eye contact.

Luke smiled at him and ended the recording, throwing the phone back onto the bed. He pulled Reggie to his feet and held his face. “Was that ok? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He gave Reggie a gentle kiss before making a face at the taste of his own cum.

Reggie chuckled. “It was perfect. Definitely much better than my first blowjob experience.” He pointed in the general direction Luke threw his phone. “We should probably get those photos before all your cum drips off my face.”

“Shit, you’re right.” Luke grabbed Reggie’s phone once more. “Go ahead and kneel for me, baby.

Reggie blushed as he obediently knelt on the floor. “I like when you say that.”

Luke tilted his head, confused. “Say what?”

“When you tell me to do something for you .” Reggie bit the corner of his lip as the sound of camera clicks filled the room. “I like the idea that my actions please you? Like some kind of act of service?”

Luke dropped his hand with the phone and held Reggie’s face with the other. “You’re pretty kinky, huh babe?” The words came out more breathy than he probably intended.

Reggie averted his eyes, face still flushed. “It’s now being brought to my attention, yeah. Try not to tease me much. It’s news to me too.”

They shared a sweet kiss as Reggie stood up again. Luke pulled away with a content sigh. “Of course. We can take our bedroom exploration as slow or fast as you want.” He nuzzled their noses together. “Just tell me if I take it too far.”

Reggie smiled wide at the loving gesture. “Go put some real clothes on. Then we can go out, and you can buy me breakfast as an apology.”