“Entertainment” || Ash^2
His room wasn’t even finished being unpacked and already he was inviting guys over. Ash closed the lid to his laptop and then hopped off his bed. He quickly grabbed the last two boxes of stuff he didn’t bother to unpack and shoved them into the closet. Though he had sex before, this was going to be the first time that he actually had sex with someone he was really interested in. He removed his tank top and threw it ontop of dresser. Then, he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Adrenaline was rushing throughout his body as excitement overtook his mind. He was ready to have this experience and nothing was going to make him back out.
As he removed the dogtags from around his neck, thoughts of his father entered his mind. The burning words of his disapproval began to ring in his ear. Even being far away from his father, he still had to deal with the memories of his father. A knock at the door pulled him out of his thoughts. As he opened the door, he smiled at the dirty-blonde haired guy standing on the other side of the door. “Hey. Glad you could make it. Come in.” He pulled the door open wider to allow the other guy to enter his dorm room.
A rapid flicker of surprise shone from the corner of his bright and sharp green eyes the moment the door opened and his namesake emerged from the other side, already half naked, and, by the looks of it, more than eager to get things started. Ash would’ve chuckled at that, but that would’ve been uncouth, and he didn’t want to ruin his chances with the boy standing before him. After all, he did like what he saw. His skin could have done with a morning lying under the sun, but other than that, Ash, he had to admit, was very attractive. His torso had more definition than what had been hinted at through his clothes, which was a nice surprise, and it was smooth and firm-looking enough that it was almost urging the dirty-blond to touch it. There would be plenty of time for that in a moment, however; first he needed to find something out.
“Okay…” he said, more to himself than to his namesake as he stepped into the room, his eyes wandering aimlessly for a few moments, stopping on the bed for but a second before jumping away once more and then making it back to the shirtless male standing nearby. “I need to ask you a few things before we do this.” His tone only hinted at clinical detachment, which perhaps wasn’t what Ash was expecting, but he could more than make up for that later when their bodies were pressed flush against each other. “First we need to figure out how I’m gonna call you, because… man… this could get confusing…” Ash sighed. His arms, at first hanging loose to his sides as he began pacing the room, tensed and then his shoulders rolled backward, shrugging off his hoodie and letting it fall into a heap on the floor.
“Also… are you going to lie on your back for me?” He smirked. “Or am I…?”
Ash chuckled at the question but quickly regain his composure. He leaned his shoulder against the wall and then looked up at the ceiling to think. His eyes traced the design on the ceiling before falling back down to stare at his opposite. “Um. I guess you can either call me by my middle name, which is Bryce, or you can call me Ashton.” He suggested. He let his light blue eyes scan over the other boy’s attire. The leather jacket he was wearing fitted him like a glove and gave an outline of how defined his arms and chest were. Ash was aching to remove the other boy’s clothing and run his fingers along his skin. He felt like the boy’s body was calling his name.
As the other boy’s removed his hoodie, Ash could feel his temperature begin to rise and his blood begin to rush. His ears finally caught on to the other question that he asked. “Well, I can be on my back. I have more fun laying down anyway.” He answered, biting his lip. He slowly walked up to his opposite and gripped onto the sleeve’s of the other boy’s shirt. “So, shall we start?” He asked this with a sense of seduction in his voice and in his eyes. He let a gentle smirk curl upon his lips as he let his eyes entice the other boy into submission.