Marc became vividly aware of Sammy's touch. His thumb brushed slightly against the nape of Marc's neck. Marc shivered, the caress going straight to his cock. He sucked in a breath as he found himself locked in the smaller man's gaze.
"I have a confession to make," Sammy said, his thumb continuing to make lazy circles.
"What's that?"
Marc's heart pounded in his chest. He had a feeling something big was about to go down, something that would change them and their friendship forever. While part of him feared it messing up their current relationship, a bigger part of himself was powerless to stop it.
"I lied when I said that Drake couldn't come camping with us today. I never even asked him."
"Really?" Marc asked, his breath hitching.
There'd always been an underlying attraction between Marc and Sammy, but before this moment, they'd never acknowledged it. Fear, with a heavy dose of excitement soared through Marc as he realized the moment had finally arrived. Now he'd know for sure what Sammy thought of him.
"Yeah, I wanted to have you all to myself."
Sammy stepped in tighter, his body sliding in between Marc's legs. They stood just inches apart. Their faces so close together that Marc could feel the fluttering of Sammy's exhalations brushing against his cheek.
"I have a confession to make, too," Marc said, his stomach balling up in anticipation.
"You do?" Sammy asked with a crooked grin.
"Yeah, I did the same thing with David. I never asked him either."
"Was it for the same reason as me?"
They each began to inch forward just a bit, but it was almost as if they were both afraid to make that final move, the one that would lead to them kissing. Marc did reach out and wrap his arms around Sammy's neck. He even allowed one hand to drift up a bit so he could finger Sammy's hair. A jolt went through Marc when he found it to be as soft as he always imagined it would be.
"Yes, I've wanted to have you to myself for a while. I was just waiting until I turned eighteen," Marc said, talking so fast that some of the words jumbled together.
"Why would you think that would matter?"
Marc shrugged as much as their current body position would allow. "I didn't know for sure if you would want me until I was technically an adult like you."
"Sometimes you worry about the funniest things."
Sammy softened his comment by running the thumb of his free hand over Marc's bottom lip. The move came off as both sexy and exploratory at the same time. Almost as if Sammy had just been waiting for the chance to touch Marc.
"I have one last confession to make," Sammy said, his voice trembling a bit.
"What?"
Sammy leaned in so his lips were only inches from Marc's ear. "I want you to fuck me tonight."
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