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Mark sat in front of Ethan, a slight grin present on his lips. Even though the four packages of sepia and coal-colored hair extensions rested on the table, Ethan still had no clue as to what the video was.
"Tell me what we're doing today." He said as he grabbed one of the clear packages and shook it.
"Wellll," Mark turned towards the extensions as he rubbed his stubble, "we're putting these in!"
Ethan opened his mouth to speak, but instantly shut it. His relaxed and dopey smile turned panicked in an instant. Amy wore a puzzled face.
"Hey man, you okay?" The older man asked, knitting his brows. Ethan took a deep and shaky breath, nodding slowly.
He knew that this would include Mark touching his hair. Which, wouldn't be a problem if someone were vanilla. However, Ethan always had a thing for hair pulling, especially being pulled by Mark? Fuck, this would be hard. And something..else. But he convinced himself that he shouldn't have much of an issue, as he had a girl he was currently in the talking stage with. Ethan wouldn't admit it, but it was a distraction. Or this is what he wanted to believe; it gets pretty hard to determine your sexuality when you catch yourself staring at your best friend, imagining that stubble scratching your neck as he leaves marks and bites. Maybe bending you over that desk and fuc-
"Ethan??" Mark's larger hand shook Ethan's shoulder, pulling him from his perverted thoughts.
"Oh, yeah, I'm good, let's get started!" The brunette clapped his hands together, trying to disguise his slight arousal with an act of confidence.
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Mark opened the package of hair extensions slowly, first carefully pulling the bangs out. They were short with long pieces on both sides. He had noticed how tense Ethan looked, and felt his dick stir at the sight of him biting his lip so hard. Mark immediately shook his head, that was his best friend, people don't feel that way towards their friends.
"Ready to look boooootiful?" Mark chuckled as he placed the bangs at the front of Ethan's soft hair, careful not to scratch him as he lowered the clips in.
"S-. Yep, ready as always. Even though I'm always beautiful." Ethan giggled as he threw up a peace sign and fluttered his eyelashes.
"Jesus you have so much hair- oh, shit, sorry." Mark apologized quickly as he accidentally tugged at a lock of the younger's hair while trying to adjust the clip.
"I kn- hahh..I. Know." Mark's concerned expression made Ethan paralyzed with embarrassment, realizing the pornographic noise that just erupted from his mouth wasn't quiet enough.
"That hurt." Ethan tried to save himself as he rubbed the back of his neck, feeling his cheeks heat up. ๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, he begged himself.
Mark rose a brow, and Ethan wasn't sure if he believed the boy. However, he dropped it and Ethan sighed in relief. As soon as Mark went back to intricately clipping pieces together, he just ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ to snag Ethan's hair on accident again. The brunette jumped slightly, covering his mouth. Mark tried to hide the smirk on his lips because he noticed exactly what was going on.
"I'm about done, then you can do me." The older man said quietly as he concentrated on tucking stay strands and curls back. Ethan bit at his lip nervously once more, but Mark paid no mind.
"Oh, you look amaaaazing!"Amy giggled making the camera shake a little bit.
"Now?" Mark placed his hands on his hips doing that stupid little Grinch stance.
"Now what?" Amy questioned.
"Compliment my stylist skills!" Mark jokingly huffed, trying to seem angry.
Amy rolled her eyes before giving a half-assed compliment. Mark took what was given and chuckled.
"Sooooooo, am I pretty?!"
"So, so pretty. And fuckable." Mark chuckled at his own joke. Ethan would've laughed too if it wasn't for the fact that sentence put certain explicit images in his head. He felt that heat rise to his face again.
"Myturnmyturnmyturn!" The older man shouted like a toddler as he sat back in his chair. Ethan ripped open the packages a lot less leisurely than Mark, wasting no time.
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"I looked so hot, you think I'd be a hot woman? I think I'd be a hot woman." Ethan laughed as he tried unclipping the hair extensions. The video was over and the two were taking everything off, finding it hilarious how fast Amy left a few minutes prior.
Once Mark noticed Ethan struggling to get the hair off, he raced to unclip and yank his off so he could offer his friend some help. Without speaking, Mark stepped close to Ethan and gestured to his hair. The brunette immediately understood and took a second to answer.
"Just don't try to move so much, or do." The older man whispered that last part, unsure if Ethan heard it. He definitely had.
"W-What?" This was so embarrassing for Ethan, he'd never felt exposed like this.
"Don't 'what' me, you know what I mean." Mark chuckled, but it was unclear to Ethan if he was joking or not. He began undoing a front clip and pulling it a bit harshly. Ethan cried out, reaching a hand up to grab at Mark's wrist as his other hand clasped over his mouth to muffle anything else that might slip.
"There's that instinct again! If I had a knife this would be totally different." The two men laughed loudly at Mark's joke. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ, Ethan thought, relieved Mark dropped the subject.
The last clips were pulled off without any disturbance. Once everything was off and on the table, the two worked together to pack everything away. Mark grabbed the packages of hair and set them neatly so it didn't look like they were thrown randomly.
"Do you...wanna stay for a movie or something?" Mark's question caught Ethan off guard. Of course they'd had movie nights or times where they'd hang out, but it coming out of nowhere is what got to the younger.
Ethan nodded excitedly. He didn't have anything to do tonight or the next day so the two could spend as much time together as possible. His mind raced, thinking through any movies he'd been wanting to see lately.
"Alright, cool, after dinner we can pick out some movie and I'll make popcorn." The older man smiled and lent a hand to Ethan, who was still in his chair. The brunette took it and pulled himself up and the two made their way to the living room.
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"Ethannnn, just leave them. I told you I had it." Mark whined as Ethan picked up the boys' plates and brought them to the kitchen to hand wash them. Although it was extremely courteous of Ethan, Mark couldn't help but feel bad.
"Dude, it's no biggie, serip- seriously." Ethan said from the other room as he giggled at his word mix up and continued to wash the white plates. Mark stood up from his chair to help, but the water in the other room stopped and the sound of dishes clinking signified the act was done. The bubbly brunette exited the kitchen, giving Mark a small wave.
"Well, thank you, Eth." Mark rolled his eyes and spoke again, "Go in the living room and pick a movie for us, I'll start the popcorn."
"Sir yes sir." Ethan chuckled, adjusting his hair and turning in the direction of the living room. The raven-haired man flipped the light to the dining room off and stepped into the kitchen.
Flipping through the cupboards, Mark finally found what he was looking for. He grabbed a pack of the microwaveable snack and quickly popped it in the microwave, starting it.
Mark rubbed his face fingers scratching lightly over that stubble of his while he waited. After about two minutes, Ethan's excited gasp from the living room alerted him.
"๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!!!!" Ethan yelled, making Mark loudly chuckle, grabbing the counter for support.
"That's great, man." Mark shook his head at his friend's adorable antics, grabbing the hot bag from the beeping microwave and setting it down. He reached into a cupboard and pulled a bowl so he could dump the popcorn in.
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When Mark walked in, Ethan was already laid up and comfortable on the couch, a soft blue blanket draped over his smaller frame. He quickly moved and made room for the older man to sit down beside him. The movie was queued up and ready to play. Mark approached and set the bowl on the coffee table and sank down into the sofa. Ethan immediately reached in and grabbed a piece, throwing it into his mouth.
"Ready?" The younger man asked and pressed play as soon as Mark nodded.
The feeling of Ethan's body starting to lie against Mark's made his heart flutter. The older man's hands stayed dead at his sides, not wanting to make Ethan uncomfortable by moving.
~๏ผจ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ~
The two men went from sitting side by side to Ethan now laying down, head on Mark's lap. Mark's hand was rubbing up and down slowly along the brunette's arm, making him shiver every time. The popcorn sat mostly untouched as Ethan grew uninterested in both it and the movie; only focusing on Mark's touch. It made him feel warm and fuzzy.
Mark snaked his hand up, running his fingers through Ethan's hair. A shaky breath exited his mouth.
"You alright?" His hand stopped.
"Yeah- just- just a chill." Ethan dismissed.
Just before Mark could take his hand away from the soft tuffs, a jumpscare associated with a loud sound effect on the television made them both jump. Ethan gasped when Mark's hold tightened. Since it was so dark, neither of them could see the blushes on the other's faces. A smirk grew on the older man's face as he pulled again, sending a moan flying from the other boy. The noise alone could drive Mark crazy. He knew about Ethan's kink ever since the video that afternoon, it was obvious.
"M-Mark..hey.." Ethan breathed, starting to sit up. Mark pulled his hand away.
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Once they were facing each other, tension built up. Ethan only stared at Mark with parted lips while Mark kept glancing at them. The younger's heart was beating so fast he wouldn't be surprised if Mark heard it.
After a few moments of nothing but the movie playing, Ethan was the first to break the space between them, leaning forward and kissing Mark roughly; he couldn't waste the opportunity to do this. Sparks roared and flickered through both of them as their lips fit together perfectly and moved at a perfect pace. Mark playfully nipped the boy's bottom lip, slipping his tongue in when Ethan was off guard. Their tongues roamed each other's, only the sounds of occasional grunts.
Mark broke from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting the two. Ethan wiped his mouth and tried to focus on breathing.
"Holy shit," Mark whispered in a sultry tone, "I want more of you."
Just the words alone sent pleasurable shivers throughout Ethan's whole wanting body. The lack of space between them, the kiss, the scenarios Ethan would imagine coming true-
A hand on Ethan's thigh brought him back to the moment. When Mark noticed how tense he'd become, his grip lightened.
"Color?" Ethan immediately knew what this meant, and felt butterflies in his stomach from how Mark already had a color system for the boy's peace of mind. Although it was a rather intense moment, it was quite wholesome.
"G-Green.." Ethan's shaky voice sounded as his eyes met with Mark's brown lust-filled ones.
"Good to know." The raven-haired man leaned back in for another kiss. This sloppy makeout made up for everything; the tension the boys always felt but never confronted, the times when Mark would tease a little too much, leaving the usually happy brunette hot and bothered, the dreams he'd have of doing this very thing to his best friend of years.
Still making out, Mark's hand left Ethan's thigh and instead gripped his sides, pushing him down into the couch. The younger boy let himself be overpowered, enjoying every moment of Mark's larger hands pinning him. The older man was now on top of Ethan, who was on his back. He took the opportunity to pull away and grip Ethan's hair, carefully pulling his head to the side so he could attack the brunette's neck with territorial marks and kisses that went from the side up to his jawline. Ethan let out moan after moan, raising a hand to touch Mark to no avail as he pinned the boy's wrist down and slightly sank his teeth into his neck.
Ethan's loud cries and moans echoed in Mark's mind with every new sensation brought to him. A sudden change of pace occurred when Mark stopped everything completely.
"Why..why'd you-"
"Slower." Was all that Mark rasped, and Ethan understood what he was saying. He wanted to take it slowly, more gentle.
His grip on Ethan's wrist eased when the raven-haired man pulled away completely. Ethan's red face only lazily smiled up at him. Only admiration was apparent as Mark slowly gripped the hem of his shirt, starting to lift it off. Every muscle only hypnotized the younger boy more, he was practically drooling and his cock twitched. Ethan began to do the same, pulling his t-shirt off as well.
Once the two were shirtless, Ethan could see Mark's wandering eyes. The intense glare made him shift uncomfortably under it.
"You're so beautiful, sweetheart." The older man whispered like he was in a trance. Ethan couldn't hide the growing shy smile on his flushed face.
"I mean it, just breathtaking. I can't wait to see everything else." He spoke low and clear, hands already beginning to grip the waist of Ethan's sweatpants and briefs.
The clothes being taken off of him made extreme heat to the brunette's face. His erect cock slicked with pre sprang free and hit the air. With a shift, Mark leaned in and gave Eth a quick kiss on the lips before lowering to his chest. He brought his mouth to Ethan's nipple, using his hand to tweak the other.
"Ohhh, fuck," Ethan moaned, throwing his head back. With this kind of foreplay, he knew he wouldn't last long.
Mark removed his mouth from the younger's chest for just a second, "Like that, love?" The petnames only made everything feel so much more amazing. Mark's sweet honey-like tone of voice paired with his actions drove him up the walls and into the stars.
Ethan managed to squeak a measly ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฎ. He was so overwhelmed with pleasure and butterflies and everything amazing he could barely even think clearly.
A few moments later and Mark moved back so he could get down to Ethan's most sensitive area. The brunette's eyes widened and he suddenly grew nervous. Not in a bad way, but that crush feeling everyone's familiar with. Mark bit his lip, hungry brown eyes watching.
"Eth?" Mark spoke sweetly.
"H-Hm?"
"Do you think..you could beg?" This made Ethan's cheeks heat up and turned him on more, which he didn't even realize was possible.
"M..Mhm..," He took a deep and shaky breath, "Mark, c-can you please..?"
"You can do better than that I know it, prince." The older man started kissing Ethan's milky thighs and waist.
"Can y-you...hhh..p- touch me...me? Pl-ease?" His breath and voice hitched with every kiss and hand grabbing him.
"That's my good boy, I'd love to," Mark murmured, and within seconds his shaft was in his large hand.
Ethan's head fell back, just the warmth of another's hand feeling like heaven. He wasn't prepared for when Mark lowered his mouth onto Ethan's cock, taking in Ethan's head. The brunette immediately shivered and let out quite the whoreish moan. Mark knew that he wouldn't do this for long as he wanted to make sure Ethan would finish the way he intended. His tongue swirled around Ethan's length while he took more in. The younger would occasionally buck his hips involuntarily. Every time Mark would hum, it'd send vibrations down his cock and make him nearly lose it. His lust-filled eyes were glazed over with tears from that much pleasure.
About a minute had passed and Ethan was a mess. Hand in his own hair, wrapped and tangled in while the other remained on Mark's head. A needy whine emitted from the boy when Mark pulled off with a ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฑ. He'd had enough and needed to be inside him.
"Okay, love, I'm going to try and prep you, okay?" Ethan only nodded, unspeaking. Although he'd only been out to Mark and a few other close friends, that didn't mean he didn't have his share of rather explicit meetups. That was all in the past, though. He only wanted Mark, needed him even.
The dark-haired man raised two fingers to Ethan's lips, and he didn't even have to say anything before the younger's mouth was already on them. His tongue ran over the digits smoothly, coating every part and savoring the moment. Once they were completely covered, Mark pulled them back and spread Ethan's legs a bit more. The anticipation made the boy hold his breath until he could feel Mark's finger against his entrance.
"Deep breath, pretty baby." Mark cooed as he slid a finger in.
It wasn't as painful, but it felt strange at first. Quickly Ethan's body adjusted and his muscles loosened.
A few moments later and Ethan knew he could take more. Or maybe he was just desperate for something more.
"A-Another..- ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ-" The brunette groaned and gripped the blanket next to him tightly when Mark slid a second finger in. The slight burn caused him to screw his eyes shut while his muscles clenched.
Carefully, Mark started stretching the boy open. Sweet nothings and words of affirmation fell from Mark's perfect lips while he prepped the angelic brunette boy beneath him.
"You can tell me when to stop at any time," But of course Ethan wouldn't ever want that. The attention and pleasure were the most amazing feelings ever.
The raven-haired man started finger fucking the brunette, savoring the beautiful noises that would come from his slack jaw. He'd move gently, fucking himself back against Mark's fingers.
--
Three fingers in and Ethan felt a tugging at the bottom of his stomach. A few moments prior Mark hit that sweet spot inside of Ethan and attacked it over and over until he noticed the boy was close, then ripped his hand away completely.
"M-Mark..please..I need you." Ethan pleaded, the empty feeling nearly making him want to cry.
"I need you more." Mark chuckled dryly. He was painfully hard and needed release, the best way to do it would be inside his best friend, who was stretched enough.
He stepped from the couch, undoing his jeans and kicking them off in a hurry, feeling relieved from the fabric prison. Even the sight of Mark's cock in his boxers filled him with even more longing. He'd been waiting for something like this for so long, and even started to wonder if he was in a dream. The older man dropped his boxers and Ethan looked away bashfully. Mark was slightly bigger, and he was worried about if the boy could take it or not.
"Baby, look at me," Mark spoke lowly, climbing back onto the couch and on top of Ethan. The brunette turned his head and melted under Mark's eyes. They were full of lust, but also absolute affection and adoration for the male under him.
The dark-haired man lowered a hand onto his own length and pumped slowly, pre slicking down the entire shaft. Large hands grabbed Ethan's sides as he lined himself up with Ethan's hole.
"Are you ready?"
"Pl-please." The younger nodded eagerly.
Mark inserted himself slowly, earning a grunt from both men. The younger man bit his knuckle, trying to stay quiet. Just Ethan's tightness alone told him he wouldn't be able to last too long. He didn't dare move though, wanting to make sure Ethan was comfortable was a number one priority. A hiss of air came from his clenched jaw.
"Fuck, you feel amazing already, Eth. Doing so well for me.."
He waited until Ethan finally relaxed around him before deciding to ask to move.
"G-Go...please!" That was all Mark needed to hear. He pulled out and didn't quite slam but thrusted a bit hard. It was seconds before he set a steady pace.
Ethan wrapped his legs around Mark's waist, taking him in. He was seeing fucking stars with the way everything was going, and he'd never felt anything this good before. Nothing could even come close. It was just as amazing if not more than he imagined.
The older man slid a hand up to Ethan's and intertwined their fingers. It was a sweet moment, and Ethan felt truly loved. Ethan's hips bucked and moved to try to match along with Mark's rhythm. Nothing going on around them even popped into his mind. It was only Mark. Tears slid down the boy's face from all the extreme pleasure. Loud noises would leave his mouth one after the other, meanwhile, Mark would groan with every thrust and compliment him.
"Such a pretty boy for me...t-taking me so well, ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ," Just hearing Mark come undone by his ear would've made him mewl but it got even better when Mark hit that spot again.
He kept abusing it, drinking in every movement and amazing noise Ethan would make.
--
A minute of progressively sloppier thrusts had passed and Ethan was already so close to the edge, Mark right along with him.
"Are you close, lov- ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ- love?" Mark growled, his sweet yet dominant demeanor faltering.
"V-Very."
"Cum for me then, baby." He pulled his hand from Ethan's smaller one and tangled it into his beautiful brown hair, pulling slightly. One final rough thrust and Ethan was trembling beneath Mark. Loud groans and whimpers were swallowed as the dark-haired man kissed him passionately. Streaks of cum emptied onto the brunette's stomach. Wave after wave of ecstasy hit Ethan in what felt like slow motion, the only words coming from his mouth were slurred versions of Mark's name as his legs involuntarily twitched.
"F-Fuck, I-"
It wasn't long before Mark was in his own pleasure, not even being able to speak, spilling into Ethan with a few more thrusts while he rode out his high and kept himself propped up on his hand while the other remained on his best friend's side. It easily was the best orgasm he's ever had. Ethan mewled and gripped Mark's arms to still him as the overstimulation kicked in.
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The two sat like that for some time, recovering from the aftershocks. Mark pulled out, simply admiring Ethan's fucked out form. Hair a mess, eyes teary, red-faced, properly filled, and panting. He knew the blanket would be ruined, but he didn't care.
Mark stood from the younger male, heading to the bathroom and grabbing a cloth along with two pairs of pajama bottoms for both of them. They hadn't ruined their clothes, but it'd be more comfortable to sleep in. He quickly ran the cloth under warm water before he left.
The scene in the living room was adorable, but the sex scent was heavy. Ethan was still on his back, lids half closed and a dorky smile on his face. A small smile hit Mark's face too.
Mark stepped to the exhausted boy, bringing the cloth up and wiping the remnants up from his pale stomach. He planted a kiss on Ethan's head.
"Shower time, love."
Ethan's response was a whiney ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ and Mark quietly chuckled.
"Cuddle time," Ethan yawned, grabbing at Mark's hand.
Mark rolled his eyes and started to pick Ethan up bridal style, intending on carrying him to the bathroom.
~~~~~
The two boys left the bathroom, now just wearing pajamas. Mark made sure to carefully clean Ethan as he complimented and kissed his best friend all over. Once they reached Mark's bedroom, Ethan didn't even bother talking and instead quickly walked up to the bed, climbing in and sighing from the warmth. He could feel a shift of weight as the older man slid in behind him. Arms wrapped around his smaller frame and pulled him back. It was the most amazing, or second most amazing feeling ever.
"Hey, Eth?" Mark called out.
"Hm?"
"I..I love you."
Ethan's stomach filled with butterflies at those words he'd wanted to hear forever.
"I love you too, Mark."
Mark smiled and cuddled into his now boyfriend.
The two drifted off to sleep, finally glad they could be true about their feelings.