Carlos walks into Adam and Chris' room through the open door. Adam seems to be sitting at his desk, wearing his headphones and staring off into space.
"Hey, dude."
Adam doesn't seem to notice him, and jumps when Carlos walks over to him, almost falling out of his chair. He pulls off the headphones and shakes his head.
"Jesus, dude. I wasn't... expecting you, there."
Carlos grins at him.
"It's almost dinner time. Chef's making steak tonight to celebrate everyone being back. Didn't see you around earlier, so I figured I'd come get you."
He looks around the room.
"No Chris?"
"I think he went to see James, or something."
"His loss. Chef makes a great steak."
"Mmm hmm."
Adam makes a non-committal sound and turns his gaze back to the wall.
"Dude. Are you still having concerns about the frat?"
"What?"
"I still don't think Steve can make you participate any more than you want to. And you're still a member, and you're still my little, so you're still entitled to steak."
Adam laughs at this, for some reason.
"I... no. I mean, I guess I'm still trying to figure out the whole frat thing, but I... I don't know."
Carlos sits on Adam's bed.
"So what's up?"
"Nothing. I just... I'm just thinking."
"You always overthink things, dude.
"I guess."
"So what's up?"
"I..."
"If you don't want to talk about it, we don't have to talk about it. But if I can help you in some way, I'm always here for you, chico."
Adam stares at him, catching his gaze and searching his eyes for... something. Carlos is about to say something when Adam looks away and speaks again.
"I had a dream last night. And I don't know what it means."
Carlos waits for him to continue, but he doesn't.
"Do dreams have to mean something? They're just dreams."
"I guess not, but..."
He trails off and falls silent again.
"Dude. What did you dream about?"
Adam stares at him again, and seems to tremble, before speaking.
"You."
Carlos swallows hard, and tries to laugh it off.
"What, were we watching a movie or playing Guitar Hero or something? It's not weird to dream of your fr..."
"We were having sex."
Carlos' breath hitches and his heart suddenly speeds up.
"Oh."
Adam throws up his hands.
"I don't know why I told you that. Can we just... forget about it? Steak sounds good. Let's go get dinner."
"I... but you're not gay, chico."
"No. And you're my best friend, and I don't know why my subconsious decided that an erotic dream featuring you was appropriate."
"I'd..."
"So I don't know, and let's forget about this, and let's go get dinner."
"I'd be up for it. If you wanted to... experiment."
The words are out so fast he isn't sure if Adam understands them at first, but then he blushes and turns away.
"Dude."
"Okay, so like... I know we're best friends and all, and you think of me as a brother, and you're not into guys, but I'd... I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about that myself."
"Dude."
Carlos laughs, nervously, his ears burning and the thundering of his heart in his ears.
"But we don't have to... we can go eat. If you want."
"Okay."
Carlos can't help but feel a little disappointed by this.
"Great. So let's go get some steak and..."
"No. I mean.... okay."
"Oh."
They're quiet for a bit before Carlos walks over to the door and pushes it shut. Adam stares at him, unmoving.
"So, um. What... what do you want to do?"
"I don't know."
"Okay."
Carlos shrugs off his coat, throwing it onto Chris' bed before unbuttoning his shirt. Adam's eyes follow his hands down, and then back up the exposed skin. Carlos watches him swallow, nervously.
"We can do whatever you're comfortable with, dude. Just tell me if there's anything specific you want, or don't want."
Adam nods and Carlos' fingers tremble as he works at the button of his jeans, managing somehow to undo it and pull his jeans and underwear down in one movement. His cock springs free, superheated against the cool air, and he shivers. Adam makes a choked sound that seems to go straight to Carlos' cock, which twitches."
"Dude. Really, we don't have to... do anything, if you're having second thoughts or don't w..."
Adam stands, suddenly, and shakes his head.
"No. If you're sure this is okay with you, I'd like to... see what happens."
Carlos nods, swallowing as Adam moves next to him, staring into his eyes as he slowly slides his shirt off of his shoulders, hands lingering on Carlos' biceps before trailing slowly over his chest. Carlos' cock twitches again.
"That feels... good, chico."
Adam nods, and Carlos watches him swallow before his hands move lower, fingertips trailing lightly down Carlos' abs, the touch and sensations maddening.
"Dude. You're... I don't know why that feels so good, but keep doing it."
Adam's fingers reach his pubes, fingers gently combing through the coarse hair as Adam seemingly searches Carlos' eyes for something. Carlos nods, and Adam gently brushes his fingertips over his shaft. It's more curiosity than anything, but somehow it's the hottest thing ever and Carlos squeezes his eyes shut, choking back a moan.
"Is that... okay?"
"Dude. You seriously have me close already, somehow. It's like I'm a teenager with no stamina or something again."
Adam pulls his hand back, misunderstanding.
"I'm sorry. I didn't..."
"No, that's a good thing. It's... it's more than okay."
Adam nods, fingers brushing his shaft again, experimentally running over the tip. Carlos squeezes his eyes shut again, unable to hold back the moan this time.
"Can I... can I kiss you?"
Carlos nods, breathless, and then Adam's lips are on his. Slowly at first, but then Carlos' hands find Adam's hips and he pulls him against him as he kisses him back more forcefully. Adam moans into the kiss, pushing then both back against the bed, grinding their crotches together. Carlos can feel him even though the fabric of his jeans, and the friction is almost too much.
He breaks and pushes Adam away, frantically, struggling to stave off his impending orgasm. When he's gotten a bit more of a handle on things, he opens his eyes to find Adam staring at him with a look of concern and horror.
"Dude. I didn't mean to... force myself on you. I'm sorry. I didn't..."
"Stop apologizing, dude."
He finds he's breathing heavily, and takes another second to catch his breath.
"I was literally going to cum all over your pants, and I figured you wouldn't like that very much. Not that I haven't already, uh... done a bit of that."
Adam suddenly seems to realize he's still clothed, and runs his finger over the damp spot of Carlos' precum on his leg. Carlos smiles, trying to be reassuring.
"Let me take care of those clothes for you. And stop me if I do anything you don't like."
Adam nods as Carlos tugs on his t-shirt, pulling it off before nibbling Adam's collarbone. Adam makes a pleasurable noise above him as he makes his way downward, trailing kisses down his pecs and torso to the band of his underwear. He somehow manages to unbutton the jeans, and his fingers follow the trail of ginger under the waistband, his other hand tugging on the jeans from the side.
He looks up at him. Adam's eyes are half-lidded, but he seems to understand the question, and nods. Carlos tugs down the underwear, freeing Adam's cock. He smells musky, and he's already wet with pre, and Carlos can feel his own cock twitch from the sight before him.
He resists the urge to take his length into his mouth, instead mimicking Adam's earlier movements and gently running his fingers along the underside of the shaft. Adam gasps above him, cock twitching and almost hitting Carlos in the chin.
"What do you want, dude?"
"I... I don't know. But that feels amazing."
Carlos wraps his hand around the tip, gently tugging back the skin until the head is fully exposed. Adam groans again, another drop of liquid appearing at the tip, which Carlos experimentally spreads around with his finger.
"Du... dude. Now you're getting... me... all close.
Carlos releases him and Adam sighs, seemingly in disappointment.
"I want you inside me, if that's... if that's okay."
Adam nods, all doubt about what they're doing seemingly gone.
"Yeah. I... I'd like that, if you're sure."
Carlos stands and claims his mouth again, fumbling his way onto the bed behind them without breaking the kiss. He lays back and watches Adam's eyes scan his body, hungrily this time.
"God, I can't believe we're actually doing this."
"We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, chico."
"No. I want this. I just... I've never done this before."
"Me neither."
"...somehow that actually makes me feel better."
"Shut up and fuck me, chico."
Adam quickly grabs a condom from his desk, his hands shaking as he pulls it on and climbs onto the bed with Carlos. Then he stops, staring at him.
"Shit. I don't have any lube. They're lubricated condoms, but I don't think that's meant to..."
"I don't care. I need you."
"Dude. I'm going to hurt you."
"Just... just go slowly. I've been... I've been trying out some dildos, lately, so it's not like this is new. Just that this is the first time actually with someone."
"Still, dude. Should I... should I prepare you, first?"
"Dude. Just do it. I'm not going to stop you if you want to finger me, but it's not necessary."
Adam nods, and surveys the situation before grabbing a pillow and stuffing it under Carlos' ass before moving into position. Carlos wraps his legs around Adam's back, one hand on Adam's chest while he guides Adam's cock to his entrance with the other. Adam's eyes find his again, searching.
"You're sure this is okay?"
"Yes. Now shut up and do it already."
Adam nods and slowly pushes forward, and Carlos tries his best to relax until he can feel the head slip inside.
"Oh god, dude, that feels... incredible."
Carlos releases Adam's cock, hands instead pulling Adam down onto him and kissing him as Adam slowly slides into him. He knows Adam is going as slow as he can, arms straining with the effort, but it's still almost too much, too fast, until he he feels Adam's hips against his ass and Adam breaks the kiss.
"I... I'm inside you, dude. Is that... is that okay?"
"That's more than okay. You're just a little... bigger than my, uh... toys."
"I'm not hurting you?"
"No. You... you feel incredible."
Carlos' hand trails down Adam's back and arm, finding his hand and intertwining their fingers. Adam smiles and sits back up, his other hand finding Carlos' hip and shifting him slightly on his cock.
"You do, too. Can I... can I move?"
"Please."
It comes out almost as a plea, and Adam does, slowly, and even that is too much, and Carlos smothers his cry in their joined hands as he cums without even touching his cock, steaks of semen splattering across his torso and their arms. He'd be embarassed at the speed if his brain was capable of putting together a continuous thought, but instead loses himself in his orgasmic bliss.
"Ohgoddude, I'm..."
Adam pushes in again, more forcefully, and bottoms out as he chokes back his own moan, and Carlos knows he's cumming inside him. He pulls him down again, finding his lips again and swallowing the rest of Adam's cries as Adam continues his jerked thrusting, riding out his orgasm.
Adam breaks and collapses on top of him, head resting next to Carlos' on the bed. Carlos wraps his arms around Adam's back, and they lay there for a bit, trying to catch their breaths.
"Are you okay?"
Adam's quiet for a bit, breath still evening out, but then Carlos can feel him nod against him.
"Yeah. That was just the most amazing sex I've never had."
"Same here."
Adam nods again and gently slides out of him, pulling off the condom before rolling to one side and pulling Carlos against him. Carlos feels strangely empty, and distracts himself by learning the feeling of Adam's ear and jawline under his fingers.
"So... what now?"
Adam's quiet again, and Carlos can feel his worry building with every second that passes.
"I.. I don't know."
Adam pulls Carlos tighter against him.
"I'd... really like if we did this again. But if you mean dating or whatever, I don't know."
"Chico. We can have sex without dating each other. Not that I'm not open to the idea, but I'm not expecting anything more from you than sex. Assuming that's what you want."
Adam seems surprised by this, and he's quiet again.
"I just don't want to lose you, dude."
"You can't lose me, idiot. Whether or not we have sex, and whether or not we're a thing, you're stuck with me."
Adam nods, and Carlos can feel him relax a bit.
"Okay. That... that's good."
"So it'll just be a lot of trial and error, right? See what works."
"Yeah. That sounds... good."
Carlos looks up at him and smiles. Adam smiles back, seemingly still a little wary.
"In the meantime, it's dinner time, so let's get down there before all the steak is gone."
Adam laughs, and pulls him close again.
"Yeah. Okay. That's... that's a good place to start."