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The sun shone brightly today, beaming down on the two friends, gardening together. ‘Hey Sunny, look,’ Basil beckoned Sunny to come over and look at a confident sunflower that had grown. They looked at it with interest, its leaves were a healthy looking green and the yellow petals reflected the light. It smiled at the two, just a bit taller than them.
‘It looks like it grew!’ Basil’s face was kind of flushed- there was little that could make him this happy, except photography, and Sunny, of course, who was admiring Basil’s own glowing face.
Humming a little, he remarked and turned, ‘Y’know, Sunny, this sunflower was looking hopeless before you started coming to help. I guess, in a way, you saved it?’
He looked almost nervous to carry on and turned a bit more pink, shifting around and looking down.
‘I think that, sorry if this is weird of me to say but, sunflowers will always grow for you. You’re a good friend, Sunny. Thanks for helping me. Even after what happened…’
Basil glanced up quickly, wondering if he’d ruined the tone. Sunny blushed a bit too, and shrugged slightly.
It had been a few months since Sunny had started to go over and help Basil with his gardening. His mom thought it was a bad idea, but he hated it at his new school, even with therapy. He got on well with his studies but was a loner, having not much to do after school, apart from taking care of the ‘Forget-me-nots’ Basil had told him he should grow. He was allowed to go back to Faraway Town every holiday, for 2 weeks at most. He stayed at Kel’s house, since the old house had been sold, and he slept on the floor. Hero had gone back to college, and the whole gang were in therapy.
When Sunny and Basil were discharged from the hospital, the group were awkward around each other. They understood that what happened was an accident but needed time. After a month or two of therapy, Kel heard that Sunny wanted to visit and offered for him to stay with them, to try and reconcile their relationship. They were amiable enough, not exactly the same but making an effort, after all their trauma.
Aubrey was more shocked about the truth. She took a bit more time to herself, moping around in her bedroom in solitude, but nodded at Sunny if she saw him around with Kel. Her group of other friends helped her when she needed it and left Sunny, Basil and Kel alone. Sometimes, Sunny saw her at the church. They didn’t speak but the vibes were good enough for now.
Surprisingly (or maybe not), Hero was more complicated with his feelings. He couldn’t forgive Sunny right away after learning the truth about his love. Mari meant everything to him, but he knew she also meant everything to Sunny, so he backed away. His forgiving nature struggled, but he was less sad, and a little relieved that it wasn’t something he could have changed. Focusing on his work was the best idea for him, while also going to therapy like the rest of the group. Kel told Sunny that Hero doesn’t blame him or Basil, which Sunny tried to reassure Basil about (in his own way).
Staring at Basil, Sunny smiled a bit, leaned in and patted his shoulder, then went over to the other plants around, watering them and adjusting them if they had fallen from the wind they had last night. Basil exhaled shyly and laughed, coming out a bit wobbly.
‘So, um, do- did you want to sit inside, with me? After we water the plants, you know. It’s okay if you want to get back to Kel’s but I was thinking maybe we could hang out too?’ He stammered, hopefully.
Sunny turned around, watering a poinsettia and looking at Basil’s hair. Subconsciously, Basil went to grab it and pulled at it before letting go and walking closer to Sunny. His hair had grown longer so he got a haircut the day before Sunny was set to visit Faraway Town, just a trim.
‘S-So, what do you say, Sunny?’
Whenever Sunny looked at him like he was investigating him, he couldn’t help but turn red and fidget. It started when Sunny first came out of his house and bumped into Basil, with Kel. It was a dead giveaway of his crush, but Basil couldn’t stop it, so he just hoped it would be seen as the sun making him go red. Basil’s crush wasn’t so simple. He knew he was attached to Sunny. He was his best friend, after all. But his therapist suggested it might be more than platonic feelings, and though he didn’t want Basil to carry on with these feelings, it was hard to do after he had had them for a while.
He struggled with his feelings. They could get… intense. For example, that one time when- Well, let’s not think of that right now. But Basil’s mind instantly flashed to an image of Sunny’s eye, and the way he looked that night… No, let’s not think about that now, right.
At the moment, Sunny had his back to Basil, bending over. A pretty good distraction. He tried not to stare at Sunny but it was hard to do when he was bending over so shamelessly, unaware of what his best friend was thinking about him. Basil guiltily turned away. Luckily, he heard Sunny get up and the crunching of the grass as he walked over to his blushing friend, who felt a tap on his back.
‘Hm?’ It was his flower clip. He patted his head and looked for it (for some reason) but he seemed to have dropped it.
‘O-Oh, thanks Sunny! How did I drop that? I guess it was just my new haircut.’
Sunny leaned forwards and smirked, just as Basil was going to hold out his hand. He unclipped it, and whispered for Basil to wait, though it was mainly inaudible. As gently as he could, trying not to press too hard on Basil’s head, he slipped it through a piece of his hair and pressed down so it would stay.
Basil was a nervous wreck. He smiled his wobbling smile and shut his eyes, hoping not to give his feelings away. He couldn’t ruin this once in a lifetime moment with something awkward, like a cough. Then he needed to cough. But he held it in, and felt the clip in his hair.
He opened his eyes and looked at Sunny, nose almost touching his own. He could feel the other’s breath taunting his mouth. He thought of what Sunny might do, how he’d react, if only Basil could lean forwards and not be such a coward.
But then the clip fell. They both looked down at it, and Sunny went to pick it up again but on his way down, he brushed against Basil’s legs. He squeaked and, embarrassingly, Sunny looked up. Wearing his shorts, it wasn’t easy to hide… how excited he was. But Sunny didn’t seem to notice and picked the clip up anyway.
The sight of Sunny looking up from in front of Basil’s legs was probably enough to ruin him, so he stepped back a bit and said, ‘S-Should I, um, do it, Sunny? You really don’t have to, it’s okay.’
But Sunny was stubborn and he stood up, walking forwards while wiping dirt away, and was closer than before.
‘I can do it.’
He brushed Basil’s hair away, and tried to pin it up with the clip.
Fortunately for Basil, it worked this time, but Sunny lingered. He rested his palm on Basil’s cheek and looked at him.
Basil stared back at him, with a look that he thought was as hungrily as Sunny looked. At least, he hoped Sunny looked hungry, because then maybe there was a chance that he liked Basil back. He admired Sunny’s messy hair and the sparkle in his eyes, thinking of how good he was at gardening and how good he might be at other things…
Sweating profusely, Basil leapt back and said,
‘Hey, it’s really hot here, i-isn’t it Sunny? Wanna go inside instead? I’d say we- we can wrap up for the day. Um, Y-You did well. Thank you.’
He tried to smile sweetly, despite the not-so-sweet thoughts running through his head, and slowed his breath. It turned out more uncertain than a normal, happy smile. Sunny shrugged, mumbling, ‘Okay.’
He walked past Basil and grabbed his hand, walking inside. He loved holding hands, they did it all the time. Basil looked at him. He thought Sunny seemed as hot as Basil was. Well, he thought, Sunny was definitely hot. Then he shook his head miserably, Sunny not noticing.
Basil was disappointed with what he was thinking. He knew that if he wanted the friendship to last this time, he couldn’t slip up. He’d already messed up a lot. But Sunny’s hands seemed just the right size for his fantasies, and his panting breath after being out in the sun made Basil’s mind crazier. It also made his pants tighter than they were before.
Bringing it up, Basil hurriedly explained and tried to shield his shorts, saying,
‘Sunny, sorry but I have to go to the bathroom. Um, I haven’t been in a while.’ (Basil internally slapped his forehead because why would he need to justify going to the bathroom? Sunny wouldn’t care.)
‘You can grab an ice lolly from the fridge.’
He released Sunny’s hand and ran over to the bathroom, trying not to face him and he felt eyes stare at his back. He looked back to see Sunny glancing, then walking over to the kitchen.
Basil looked for a few seconds, taking in Sunny’s messy hair, still swept over his eyepatch (which he winced at, remembering that he was the one who had done that to his beloved Sunny), his skinny arms which were currently opening the kitchen door.
Sunny’s skinny. Too skinny. Basil had noticed, and a lot of people probably have ever since Sunny came out of the house from his hiatus from life. He’d gained a little weight since Basil first saw him again, but it was still troubling. Basil wished he could do something about it, but he guessed that the best thing to do was just encourage Sunny to eat more.
Basil’s gaze moved over to Sunny’s simple clothes, matching styles with Basil. They both wore a shirt with a dark coloured sweater vest, and shorts.
Basil loved being close to Sunny like this. He then remembered he needed to fix his annoying erection so ran to the bathroom.
He locked the door behind him and looked at his face in the mirror, especially his fringe. The blue eyes were surrounded by what looked like a splatter of red paint all over his pale face. It didn’t look very appealing to Basil. He washed his face to make the blush go away and it calmed, but didn’t cease. Looking at his clip messily attached to his hair, he lowered his shorts and underwear. Shyly, he took a peek at his dick, kind of hard. Usually Sunny didn’t pull things like he did today, so Basil wasn’t ever hard any of the other times he visited. But Sunny had randomly decided to tease him, and now he had a problem.
It wasn’t that much of a problem, it’d probably leave if he ignored it. Maybe he just wanted an excuse to get away from Sunny. Being around him scared Basil, especially when the chance of his feelings being reciprocated comes up.
Basil wasn’t one to look at himself when he jerked off. He was too embarrassed for something like that. Sometimes he looked at a picture of Sunny and him together, a guilty pleasure. A very guilty one. He would cry afterwards, feeling like a total creep, but he stopped crying after a while when he just closed his eyes and imagined Sunny instead. Sunny jerking him off, Sunny fucking him, Sunny being jerked off by him, Basil blowing Sunny… Of course, he didn’t like dwelling on it for too long. If he thought about Sunny and him in his old house, bad things come to mind, then his mood is put off. So he thought about his own bedroom.
In the bathroom, Basil grabbed his dick. He slowly stroked it and let out small breaths, trying not to alert Sunny. He used his fist and glanced up at the mirror, wondering what Sunny would think of his faces. Red face, pink lips, tousled hair, Basil hoped Sunny was into that kind of stuff.
Stroking at a faster speed, he whimpered, ‘Ah- S-Sunny, p-pleas-‘ and Basil was already nearly close. It was harder for him to keep quiet so he just hoped for the best, trying to finish quicker.
He thought of how Sunny might help him. Basil was naturally a submissive guy. It was known that he was a little overprotective but he just wanted Sunny to stay with him.
And you couldn’t refer to the last time they were in the bathroom together because they weren’t in good mental states.
Basil thought of whether Sunny would be dominant for him. If he’d want him to cum only when he wants him to or if he would edge him. Or if he’d try to finish Basil off when he wanted to cum.
All of a sudden, his finger grazed his tip, the feeling sending a wave of pleasure through his body. He yelped Sunny’s name, covering his mouth halfway through and shook. He stroked faster and said, ‘Y-Yes, yes, y-yes, Sunny- please-!’ Soon after, he came all over his hand in short bursts. It was quicker than usual because Sunny was actually there, in the house. Shaking and sighing, he washed his hands off and dressed himself, fixing his hair. He looked down at his wet, pruny hands with disgust. He didn’t want Sunny to notice the sinful things he’d just done.
But, as always, the worst thing imaginable happened. Basil stumbled out the door and saw Sunny, bright red (contrasting his usual pale skin), leaned against the wall.
‘Ah-! U-Um, oh, h-hi S-Sunny, what’s… wrong?’
Basil knew what was wrong. He just came with Sunny’s name in his mouth. He turned red too. Why did he have to be so loud? He hoped Sunny didn’t hear him. But he definitely did.
Sunny looked up at him from his feet, half smiling.
‘I can’t find them.’
‘That’s f-fine, I’ll get them for you?’ Basil offered, stuttering in shame.
‘Ok.’ Sunny snorted a bit and grabbed Basil’s hand. The walk to the kitchen was a little awkward. Basil was mortified, and desperately wanted to hide. ‘Um, Sunny, how long were you standing there for?’
Sunny glanced at Basil’s waist and then at his face. ‘Long enough.’
Basil, giggling nervously, wished he didn’t know what that meant but having a faint idea, which he really hoped wasn’t the truth.
He led Sunny to the kitchen again and opened the fridge. Sunny’s eyes were on him and he didn’t know what to feel about it as he crouched down and tried to find the ice lollies. They were found at the bottom of the middle drawer. There was two strawberries and one cola flavour, and Sunny took the cola and Basil took one of the strawberry.
Switching on the TV and sitting on the sofa, Basil asked whether Sunny’s wanted to watch a movie. Sunny walked into the living room and sat down, right next to Basil. His body slyly moved closer and Basil squirmed, tapping his feet.
‘Sooo, u-uh Sunny, what do you wanna watch? I don’t mind, you can decide.’
Sunny grinned at Basil as he was passed the remote. He chose a cat documentary.
Basil smiled, ‘Aw, that looks really cute.’ The cat at the start reminded Basil of Mari’s old cat, Mewo. He didn’t bring it up to Sunny. He just took deep breaths and watched.
He looked over at Sunny, who was licking his popsicle. Juice dripped down. Basil watched Sunny’s mouth envelope the ice lolly. He squirmed around again and flushed. He needed to stop staring at him, he might get caught.
A few seconds later, he felt a hand on his thigh. Looking back at Sunny, he nervously laughed a little. Sunny moved even closer, so that their arms and legs were touching, and offered his ice cream to Basil.
‘Switch?’ he asked.
Some of it dripped down onto Basil’s leg as he held it and gave his strawberry one to Sunny. Sunny looked at Basil mischievously and wiped his leg with his finger, then licked it up. Basil laughed again. The wobbly laugh, that he couldn’t help but let out whenever he felt awkward.
He kept glancing over at Sunny every now and then, involuntarily blushing. Then, Basil stared as Sunny licked his ice lolly. He saw the gleam of his saliva on the stick. He quickly looked away and shifted, licking Sunny’s.
Trying to lick all the places Sunny did, Basil avoided the parts that seemed untouched already. Afterwards he tried to sit comfortably enough and watch the show, but he couldn’t ignore Sunny’s slurping noises. Sunny stared at him, and passed his lolly back. Basil took it and admired Sunny’s face, covered in red, sticky liquid. It was cute.
‘Uh, haha Sunny, you have juice all over your face. Should I get you a tissue?’
Sunny nodded, letting go of his leg.
Walking over to the kitchen (and awkwardly standing around Sunny so that he wouldn’t bump into the table, though it meant Basil’s crotch was facing him directly), Basil grabbed a tissue and wet it a bit. He walked back over, did that awkward shuffle again, and sat down. He was going to pass the tissue over to Sunny, but his hands were full since he was holding both of their lollies. So he wiped his face for him. Rubbing around his mouth, he tried to get the red off and half of it left, but it made him look a little pink.
He told Sunny this, saying, ‘Sorry, I couldn’t get it all off.’ He cupped Sunny’s cheek and tried to rub it off more but it didn’t work. Sunny gawked at Basil, face redder than it was with the ice lolly stain. He took the tissue from Basil and put it on the table, then put the lollies on top.
‘Hm? Are- Aren’t you going to eat them?’ Basil asked.
Sunny looked at Basil again, licking his lips.
‘I want something else.’
Basil blushed, thinking that that was uncharacteristically suggestive.
‘What is it? Can I get it for you?’ he whispered, always eager to please Sunny.
Sunny nodded again and turning off the TV, leant over to Basil’s face. Basil closed his eyes and leaned as well. Their lips met, fitting perfectly.
Was it as good as he imagined? Yes. Maybe it happened too fast. Maybe it was all going too fast. Should they have been slower, savouring the moment? Probably. But is that what happened? No.
Sunny held Basil’s arms and pulled him closer, so that he was on Sunny’s lap. Basil held his cheek, his legs wrapped around Sunny.
Kissing gently, Basil sighed at Sunny’s warm, soft, pink lips (which he seemed to be taking care of for once). His head tilted to the side so that their faces slotted together in the best way, and he pulled back every time he needed air, desperately panting. Sunny was the one who went back for more. He looked into Basil’s sparkling blue eyes and caught their lips together again, greedy for him.
Obviously, Basil thought that the kissing was great, but it turned even better when Sunny slightly bit his lip, making Basil gasp. Cruelly, he slipped his tongue into Basil’s mouth, which made him open his eyes, looking back at amused, black ones. He rolled his hips forwards. Sunny pulled back, gasping with him. Basil felt his dick getting harder, so he connected their lips again and carried on slowly moving, trying to get Sunny to moan or whine.
‘Sunny-‘ Basil breathed, waiting for a reaction. He succeeded, Sunny pulled back and huffed heavily, in time with Basil. Basil rocked forwards, trying to gain some relief. Watching this, Sunny kissed Basil’s neck (which made him giggle) and sat on the floor, pulling Basil’s legs so that they faced him. He gazed up at Basil, wanting to help him.
Basil shuffled and blushed, hesitant.
‘Really, Sunny? You’d do that for me?’
He nodded and tugged Basil’s shorts down, taking his underwear down at the same time. He peered at his dick and smiled, since he was trying to hide his face.
‘You’re cute.’
‘S-Sunny!!’
This got him to move his hands away from his face, so Sunny grabbed them and put one on Basil’s thigh and the other on the back of Sunny’s head, which he stroked gently, a little nervous.
Leaning forwards, Sunny held Basil’s legs open and stared at his dick. It was average and red and pale but, judging by Sunny’s face, it was enough at the moment. Basil smiled awkwardly under his gaze and Sunny went in and took it in his mouth.
Basil’s breath suddenly went sharp as Sunny put his cock in his mouth. It was warm and…somewhat different, from his fist, but it was a good different. He whined as Sunny went slow, up and down on his length. It was annoying but felt nice. Basil pushed Sunny down so that he would go faster and moaned as he spluttered.
‘Su-Sunny, please, go f-faster!’
Sunny bobbed his head up and down, using his tongue so that he could feel more. He moaned as Basil pushed him and gagged when it was too far down. Watching Sunny look at him through his lashes as he went higher up and pushed his tongue onto the tip, making Basil whine louder.
‘S-Sunny that was so good, do it again’
He looked up.
‘P-Please?’
He went back down and licked upwards, then rubbed the tip with his finger, like he did with his tongue before.
‘Ah- ah, oh god, I- I think I’m gonna cum, Sunny.’
Putting Basil’s dick in his mouth again, he rubbed the bottom with his hands and sucked the tip gently. Basil gasped, warning that he was finished.
Suddenly, cum invaded Sunny’s mouth, surprising him in short bursts and falling down his throat. He got off of Basil’s dick, held onto his legs and swallowed, panting at the sudden available amount of air. Shuddering, Basil moaned and pulled Sunny back over to him, connecting their mouths again. He held the back of his head with one hand and Sunny’s back with the other, sitting facing each other and kissing in an almost needy way .
‘Sunny, y- you’re really good at this. Do… do you wanna go over to my room? The bed’s a little small but-’
Quieting him, Sunny stood up and kissed Basil over to the corridor. They tugged on each other’s hair and sighed as they side stepped over to the room. Basil tasted himself in Sunny’s mouth as his tongue explored. It made him grimace.
‘Oh, i-is that how I taste like? Sorry Sunny, that was gross.’
Sunny stared at him, shaking his head in a frustrated way and used his neck as a canvas. It made Basil stop talking and huff gently. He could feel the warmth of Sunny’s breath and his sharp teeth. His eyes flickered shut.
Kissing again, Sunny shut his eyes, with his lips on Basil’s, and tried to open the door but reached for the bathroom door instead. He shut it and shoved the door to Basil’s room open, then tugged him inside. Basil sat down on his bed, his back to the wall on the right. Sunny sat in between his legs, on his knees and holding Basil’s legs open, kissing. Suddenly, he whimpered, looking down at Basil pressing his hand to his dick.
‘B-Basil?’
‘…Yes, Sunny? What’s wrong?’
He palmed with his hand.
‘Do you want help with that, Sunny? I can help you, you know I’ll always help you.’
Basil whispered. ‘And then… maybe you can use it for something else.’
Sunny, breathing in an erratic way, frantically nodded his head up and down with his eyes closed.
‘Let me help you, Sunny.’
Basil pulled Sunny’s shorts down and tilted his head to let Sunny paint his neck again, while he stared at Sunny’s cock peeking out from his underwear. Blushing, he felt himself become hard again. Usually he’d berate himself for acting in such a way but since he had Sunny actually helping him he was glad that he could prolong their fun. Basil had dreamt of situations like this, as mentioned before. It made his heart pound to think that he was getting what he had wanted since he turned into a horny teen, and (accidentally, as he called it), made Sunny the object of his desires.
Staring at Sunny’s dick was awkward, but Sunny was gently kissing Basil’s neck, so he didn’t really notice. Basil finally decided to pull Sunny’s boxers down and grasp his cock. It wasn’t completely hard, so Basil wrapped his hand around it and stroked it, pulling the skin upwards. From Basil’s neck, Sunny shuddered and cried out. Precum came out. He moved his face to look at Basil, and he was red, his head facing the ceiling and moaning as Basil stroked his dick slowly. He used his fingers to stroke it and his thumb to handle the tip.
‘B-Basil I’m- I- I think-‘
But Basil stopped right there. Sunny groaned. He hung his neck on Basil’s shoulder.
‘Sunny… can you… you know,’
He blushed as he tried to ask Sunny fuck him. It’s not something one usually asks someone else in day to day life.
Sunny looked up, his eyes wide and his face redder than before. His chest rose and fell dramatically, still breathing heavy. Nodding slowly, he looked around the room for lotion or lube of some kind.
‘I, um, I don’t have lube but I have lotion. It doesn’t irritate, I- I’ve tried it before.’ Basil laughed nervously, not wanting to elaborate at all.
Moving to get it, he opened his drawer next to the bed. He passed it to Sunny and fidgeted next to him anxiously.
It might hurt, it might not work, it might feel bad, it might, it might, it might…
Sunny got on his knees on the bed and grabbed Basil’s shoulders, pushing him down on the pillow next to him. He looked up at Sunny, chaotic look in his dark, lustful eyes, his hands on either side of Basil’s arms. Basil smiled his iconic wobbly smile.
‘What- um, what are you gonna do, Sunny?’
Retreating, Sunny spread his legs and gazed at Basil’s hole. It was small. He tried to put his finger in but it struggled. Basil cried out and lifted his back up.
‘A-ah, Su- w-wait!’
Sunny looked at Basil from in between his legs. Basil thought it was extremely hot. His dick twitched on his stomach.
‘Just- just be careful with me, OK? We’re new to this, I… I want it to be good for our first time. It means a lot to me, Sunny.’
Flushed because of how hastily he’d been acting, Sunny crawled over to Basil and gave him a peck on the forehead, smiling and watching him shake in what he thought was a cute way. Their dicks collided which made them both shiver, and Sunny went back and focused on Basil’s asshole. Basil reassured him that it was okay, that he occasionally touched himself there (he said this reluctantly, not revealing that he thought about Sunny while doing it) and that he was ready for Sunny’s fingers. He rubbed lotion on them first.
At first, Sunny inserted one finger. He pushed it in as much as he could, moving it around. Basil hissed at the weird feeling and the slight pain, and tried not to touch his rock-hard cock already. After a while, he got used to it.
‘C-Can you- ahh- go for tw- two fingers n-now? One- uh- Sunny— one isn’t enough!’
Wanting to please him, he got another finger and pushed it in as well, making Basil react more than before as he curled and relaxed them inside of him, writhing uncontrollably.
‘That’s s-soo good, Sunny, you’re so amazing,’
Sunny’s cock felt that, and Basil could tell by how he tried to squeeze his legs together, but he stopped him by putting his foot on it.
‘Ah-‘
‘Just, ah- use three or four fingers now, Sunny, I j-just really need you.’
Inserting a third finger, it was a stretch but Sunny managed. He opened them and closed them inside of Basil’s hole, and he choked from the feeling of the stimulation in his ass, the pain, and his ignored dick. Sunny stretched him out for a while, and Basil rubbed Sunny from his laying position, using his feet. He then reached over and guided his feet around Sunny’s head and took his socks off. He hoped they smelt OK. He washed his feet in the bathroom just in case, after he jerked off. It was a really hot day. Why is he thinking about his feet now???
‘Are y-you done now? I- I think I’m stretched enough.’
Sunny took his fingers out and shrugged. He was a bit zoned out, feeling Basil rub his dick slowly.
‘S-Sunny!’
Basil lowered his foot. Sunny puffed his cheeks out and pouted, then he tugged Basil’s legs so that they faced him closer. He put a pillow under his back so he could reach better.
‘O-Okay, I’ll fuck you now.’
Basil went red.
‘Sunny!! You- you can’t just say that!’
Sunny smirked and uncapped the lotion, rubbing it on his cock, sighing at the cold feeling. Basil’s heart pounded while watching, waiting for Sunny to get in him. He writhed as they watched each other, and he tried to ignore his own cock. He wanted to cum because of Sunny’s touch. Is that weird?
Lifting his leg over his shoulder, Sunny lined his dick up at Basil’s stretched out entrance. Basil took in deep breaths and lifted the corners of his mouth a little.
‘I’m ready.’
Sunny smiled back and pressed his tip inside. Basil exhaled and whimpered, trying to adjust to the feeling. ‘M-more.’
Trying to shove his whole dick in Basil, Sunny and Basil both let out loud noises. Sunny grunted and tipped his head backwards in a relieved way, finding it tighter than he thought it would be, and Basil yelped at the sudden feeling inside of him. It hurt.
Sunny looked down at him. He looked hot, and Basil wanted to reach up and hold his hands, or his cheeks, or his thighs, or anything of his. But he didn’t, and his hands stayed at his sides, and Sunny’s were on Basil’s hips. Staring down at Basil, he silently asked if he was okay. Basil nodded nervously and told him he could move, deciding not to worry him.
‘It feels fine, you can move. I think it feels less… weird as it goes on. It doesn’t hurt though, don’t worry, Sunny.’
Leaning down and connecting their lips, Sunny started thrusting forwards and backwards slowly.
‘Okay?’
‘Ah- m-mhm!’
Basil kissed back, muffling his reply and his moans. It started to feel better and he was enjoying it, wondering if Sunny could hear his heartbeat. He wished he was ready to go rougher, he knew that he’d cum easily from that. But it might hurt more. His cock leaked precum and was happier since they were finally doing something. Feeling around his mouth, Sunny’s hot tongue, unusual but welcome, felt kind of ticklish. It was odd but Basil liked that it meant they were super close together.
Whining as Sunny went faster, Basil cried out loudly, because he wanted Sunny to be turned on (and feeling Sunny press inside of his walls was new to him). It seemed to work, Sunny moaned too and sped up a little faster and went to kiss Basil’s neck. His breath sped up and he waited as Sunny thrusted into him and nibbled at his collarbones. However, he decided he wanted more access to his body and took off Basil’s sweater vest, then undid the buttons of his shirt. In between every button, he pushed in and kissed Basil’s nose. He blushed at this awfully sweet gesture when they were doing something so not innocent . Once he had taken the shirt off, Sunny played around with Basil’s pink nipples. He rubbed them in between his fingers and licked them shyly. Basil arched his back and moaned Sunny’s name and he fucked him rougher for that, resting his hand on the headboard to have more control.
Then, he decided he also wanted to jerk Basil off. So he grabbed his dick and got to work, stroking him, sucking his chest and nipples and pounding hard into him. It was exhausting but worth it for both of them.
‘Ah- S-Sunny that’s so- yes!- so good-‘
Basil was enjoying it a lot. His face was red and flushed and his dick was starting to leak, thought it had only been a few minutes. He had never been so pleasured and was overjoyed that it was Sunny who was doing it for him. His leg ached from being above him for so long so he put it down and kept it bent, pressed against him so Sunny could still thrust deep into him. Well aware that he would cum soon if Sunny didn’t stop jerking him off, he made Sunny know it by moaning it out, but Sunny wanted that and kept going, his fist pounding hard. Basil’s nipples felt overused and sore but he liked the feeling of Sunny licking them (and would add it to his masturbation techniques) and he reached up to feel underneath Sunny’s shirt. He brushed against his warm skin and tried to feel his nipple too, which made him groan. His grip on Basil’s dick tightened. Basil liked that.
‘Sunny… I-I’m really really close…’
Sunny fucked into Basil’s ass hard and deep, pulling him close with every thrust and focusing less on his nipples. While pushing, he stroked Basil’s dick and held his leg back so that he could get in more.
‘M-Me too,’ he replied, grinning and panting heavily. He played with Basil’s tip. Basil threw his head back and gasped, cumming onto Sunny’s stomach.
‘SUNNY-‘ he yelped, as Sunny carried on jerking him off and fucking him. Wheezing and desperate for air, he slumped against the pillow behind him and stopped for breath, overstimulated, as Sunny carried on until he came too, filling Basil up with thick liquid. He gasped and didn’t stop his movements even after he’d finished, reaching down to hold and kiss Basil and murmur in his ear while slowly rocking forwards and back.
‘Basil, y-you feel so great, so perfect.’
Pulling out, Sunny huffed, watching cum spill out of Basil’s hole. He pushed it back in and Basil mewled, still too sensitive, his body aching and empty, yet full.
Sunny collapsed next to Basil and they moved to face each other, hugging tightly, Basil snuggling again Sunny’s hair below him.
‘That- that was really good, Sunny. I didn’t think it would ever happen… um, can I just say, I- I really like you.’
They both blushed and Sunny nodded.
‘I like you too.’
With tears in his eyes, Basil smiled, his legs relaxing (then he winced, forgetting about the pain) and he leaned in to kiss Sunny.
‘Can we… can we be together?’
He flushed, wondering if Sunny would want to, waiting at his face.
‘I know we’ve been through a lot, and we’ve made a ton of bad decisions, but I’ve liked you for a while and I want to be with you. You’re a great friend, Sunny. My best friend. I- I… I love you.’
Sunny looked at him with desire and warmth and hope in his usually blank eyes.
‘I- I love you too.’
Nodding in agreement and still breathing hard, he crawled on top of Basil and kissed his lips over and over again, grinning at him after every one. Bending to whisper in his ear, he muttered,
‘I heard you in the bathroom.’
Basil blushed and smiled, thinking ‘I thought so’.
His shirt was still messed up, their hair looking worse, but they looked at each other with the same fondness that they did when they first met.
They made out for a while, cleaned up and got dressed, then Basil paused and asked,
‘Do… do you want to finish the documentary? Though I doubt it’s still on…’
Sunny nodded.
Walking out of the room, Sunny randomly said, ‘Fuck.’
Basil followed to see what happened. They forgot about the ice lollies. On the table, sticky, brown and red liquid decorated half of the tablecloth (which was luckily plastic) and dripped onto the carpet (which was clearly not plastic). They got to scrubbing, Basil using a tissue to soak up anything that was on the carpet, Sunny wiping the table down. Every now and then Sunny would lean over and kiss Basil, and Basil would lean over and squeeze Sunny’s leg. It was very cute. Basil glowed on the inside at what seemed to be paradise. And he savoured the feeling, because this bitch is NOT going to real paradise.
Once they finished, they lay down on the couch and giggled at a new show, cuddling together, Basil internally complaining about his sore legs.
But it didn’t matter, because Sunny was Basil’s.
Basil was Sunny’s.
They were finally together, as it was meant to be.