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He knew it was Chris, but that didn t stop Peter from feeling
lightheaded when he saw the other boy in his doorway. A red blush
striped Chris s cheeks, but Peter couldn t tell if it was from the cold
outside or if he was embarrassed. His blond hair seemed to sparkle
under the hallway lights.
 Can I come in?
Peter blinked.  Uh, sure. He piled his books and papers onto the
floor and shuffled to the far end of the bed. The only other place to sit
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was a chair, and Peter s pulse raced as he wondered whether Chris
would chose the seat or flop down on his mattress.
He almost swallowed his tongue when Chris did the latter,
bouncing like a happy Labrador onto Peter s bed. Peter could smell
the beer and sweat on him and under that, the rich, masculine scent
Chris always left behind in the showers.
 So, you wanna watch porn tonight? Chris gestured over to
Peter s laptop sitting on his shelf. He stretched out, leaning back on
Peter s throw pillows as if he hadn t just suggested something insane.
 Um&  Peter wasn t sure how to respond. He didn t want to
embarrass himself in case he was somehow misinterpreting Chris s
suggestion.  Really?
 Man, you should see your face. Chris slapped his arm in that
mock-fighting way he had in the car. He looked at Peter with his big,
blue eyes all innocence and temptation.  C mon, it s no big deal.
Peter tried to cover his panic with a snicker.  It s not every day
someone asks me on a porn date. He hoped Chris was too wasted to
hear his voice tremble. Ever since Chris s birthday a couple weeks
back, his soccer buddies had been pushing him to drink past his limit.
Normally, it pissed Peter off, but that night he was grateful Chris
probably wouldn t remember.  I should have bought you a corsage.
 Dumbass. Chris socked him in the arm again, though this time it
was less of a slap and more of a stroke. He smiled in that good-
natured, country-boy way of his.  I used to watch it with my old
roommates all the time.
Peter smirked.  How very heterosexual of you.
Chris ignored his snide remark and used his bare foot to point at
the laptop, as if he was too lazy to get out of Peter s bed.  Load it up,
man. I want to be shocked and awed.
 Fine. Peter stood just far enough to reach for his computer. He
tried to distance himself emotionally from what was going on, even
though his cock was already hard and his skin felt so tingly he
worried he d climb onto Chris s lap.
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 So, do you have a favorite site or something? Chris curled up to
cross-legged, his eyes intent on the screen. He bit his nail, looking
sexy as hell excited and curious.
God. Peter thought he was going to burst into flames. He wished
he were drunk, too. Then he d have an excuse to lean in and kiss
Chris s damp, pink lips. Peter could touch him, maybe fondle him, or
offer a blow job. And if Chris turned him down, he could blame it on
the alcohol the next day. But unfortunately, Peter was stone-cold
sober and too much of a chicken anyway.  Yeah, there are a few I
like. He tried to sound nonchalant, though his hand shook as he
struggled to use the touch screen.  Some can be pretty gross.
He opened a site that he thought wouldn t freak Chris out too
badly. The guys were clean-cut and young. The lighting was good.
Everyone used condoms.  So, um& What do you wanna watch?
Peter couldn t look at Chris as he waited for the answer. He kept
his eyes glued to the screen as if the thumbnail pictures were the most
fascinating things he d ever seen. But he listened with every fiber of
his being for what Chris would reply.
 Uh& what do you mean?
Confused, Peter turned his head to find Chris only inches from his
face. Chris was looking at the computer, his body lined up with
Peter s but not touching. And unlike Peter, who had only pretended to
be riveted to the screen, Chris was staring at the images with wide
eyes like he was terrified and fascinated all at once.
The expression broke something in Peter, made his insides go
liquid and warm. Swallowing to settle his nerves, he said,  Well, there
are vids of guys jerking off, some where two guys are doing blow
jobs 
 You mean it s not all butt fucking? Chris scanned the page, and
when he found what he was looking for, he pointed.  Those guys look
like they re going to.
He d pointed out a thumbnail where a guy was lying on his back,
spreading his legs. Peter scrolled over to enlarge it and saw that the
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guy s hole looked wet with lube and the man crouched between his
legs was rolling on a condom.
Peter s cock pulsed to desperate life, and his body went from
horny to gotta come or I m gonna die. He dragged a blanket over his
hard-on, but he was sure Chris could see the thing waving from his
crotch. He hadn t worn a shirt to bed, and just the feel of Chris s
warmth, so fucking close Peter could taste it, made his muscles feel
like he was going to jump out of his skin.  Listen, I gotta go to sleep.
Chris looked at him like Peter had stolen his puppy.  Nah. I
wanna watch, he whined.  I don t care if you ve got wood. It s
totally normal when you re looking at shit like this. He gestured to
the screen with a careless wave.
 Oh my God. Peter fought a wave of hysterical laughter.  So,
you re saying you want to watch two guys fucking? Peter raised his
eyebrows, willing Chris to explain further. He didn t know what he
was expecting for Chris to admit he was gay? Or questioning? Or
curious?
But Chris didn t elaborate. Instead he just nodded in that laid-back
way of his and said,  Yeah. Sounds good. He sat cross-legged, which
made his loose T-shirt settle in a puddle on his lap.
Peter wondered if Chris was hiding a hard-on, too, but then he
realized he was staring at Chris s crotch, and he forced his eyes back
to the screen.  Fine, I ll play it. He clicked on the image and waited
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