Friends With Benefits

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Bellamy was fully aware that he could lose his friend over this -- which was exactly why he shouldn't even have friends to begin with. It became too complicated. Too difficult to lie to people when allowing himself to grow close to them. There always had to be that barrier, that wall; a guard he could never lower. And the alcohol had caused him to do it. He should have known better than to stay the night. Would have saved them this entire awkward conversation. "I'm not freaked out," he responded, in a stoic tone that matched his demeanor. "Yeah, it was my first time with a guy," he admitted, though his voice was as leveled as it was before. He found no fault with that, nor any cause for concern.

"Hell, it probably would have eventually happened even if I was sober, maybe not between us, maybe not last night, but at some point." Alcohol had been what prompted them to do what they did. Though who was to say that it never would have happened. Bellamy didn't exactly dwell on what ifs or could have beens. "So it wasn't that. It's not you. It's, nothing personal." That was how best he could phrase it. It was never personal; it never could be. "I would have reacted the same way, first time or not, guy or girl." If he had passed out in bed next to a woman, he would have reacted very much the same way; in a state of panic for having spent the night.

[Kyle Wick]

"I'm not freaked out," Kyle raised his eye brows at that, and waited for his friend to explain. At Bellamy's confirmation that it had been his first time, Wick wondered if he was finally understanding. Bellamy was a bit younger then him, so hell, maybe it was too soon? Maybe he was just worse then Kyle was about the touchy feely stuff. Kyle wasn't a guy who lingered long; but he at least didn't run away. "So it wasn't that. It's not you. It's, nothing personal." "Really. cause you ran from my bed like I had set it on fire." Sarcasm was Wick's defense against everything. He knew he hid behind it, and he was fine with that. He didn't feel the need for personal growth right now.

Bellamy kept explaining, and the last bit made the least sense out of the whole no sense that he was already not making. "I would have reacted the same way, first time or not, guy or girl." "I will try not to to take that personal," he muttered in a tone that suggested this was personal and that was how he was taking it. "Look man, I get it. We've been friends long enough for me to know that your not Mr. Show-N-Tell with everything you got going on." He'd met Bellamy while the kid version of him was stealing. Kyle hadn't care. He never had to steal, he was a bit more well off. He never aided and abeded but he didn't judge. They had become friends, and he assumed Bellamy was tight with his Mom because their Dad left or died or whatever had happened to him. "But drunkinly sleeping with your bestie and then running so fast out of there that you almost tripped because your pants weren't even all the way up--" slight exaggeration "--feel really damn personal. I figured you were either freaked out and out friendship was gone or . . . you thought I knocked you up or something." A light attempt to lighten the mood. Testing to see if they were still cool.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

This was exactly why Bellamy shouldn't have friends. Because he allowed himself to get too close. Because if they weren't friends, then this one time hook up wouldn't be such a big deal. But he didn't want to lose Kyle as a friend. It was selfish of him, he knew that. And he also knew that if he couldn't give a legitimate reason to all this . . . then he would have no choice but to distance himself, to better protect his family. But he hoped that he could still salvage this. Salvage their friendship. Bellamy appreciated Wick's humor but also knew that he couldn't rely on the jokes . . . yet it was certainly helped ease some of the tension. So Bellamy decided to indulge.

"Well I haven't taken a test yet," he joked, referring to the idea of getting knocked up. "For the record, I still consider you my friend." That sounded so cheesy, but he felt it had to be said. "Last night didn't change anything for me. Well, other than the fact that it was my first time with a guy." His first time getting penetrated like that. But it was easier to focus on this than the reasons he had to leave. He couldn't get into it. He couldn't get into the detail. He took a step closer to his friend. "And it felt pretty damn good," he added on. He was incredibly sore, but it had been well worth it. "Don't know it was for you," he added on, trying to change the subject to something less intense.

[Kyle Wick]

Wick paused for a half second when Bellamy said he hadn't been tested yet. He was used to people taking his sass, but not giving it back. Finally after a second he laughed a short amused sound."Last night didn't change anything for me. Well, other than the fact that it was my first time with a guy." Kyle wasn't so sure, but he was wiling to pretend if it meant they could just move on from this. He didn't want to ruin one of the few long term friendships he had had in his life. He knew that Bellamy had things worse but he didn't want to push him to talk about it either. If sex was weird for him then Kyle wouldn't be the ass who make Bellamy feel like an ass, because he took him in the ass.

"And it felt pretty damn good," Kyle raised his eyes brows at that, but not in the surprised way. More in the 'did you doubt I would be anything less' manner. "Don't know it was for you," It had been good, but not 'friendship ending'. "Dude you went to sleep incubating my gravy, I think it's pretty clear I had had a ball[/ball]." Kyle shrugged and then said something rare for him, because it was serious. "Look it was great, and I am totally into casual no-meaning sex, but we've been buddies since I was nine. I don't want to screw that up for a great lay."

They had someone stayed friends, even though Bellamy didn't often come hang with him. Kyle was fine with that because while Bellamy was in school, he was working and his working jobs were at odd times. It fit right now. It had fit before. Wick wanted to move things along, and not be so serious so he reverted back to his humor. "Or I dunno if it was great. I was a bit drunk--things are a bit blurry. Was there a thrid person here last night or was I just as good as two people. I can never tell."

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Did he just say incubating my gravy? Bellamy gave a half smile at his words, though knew he was being serious with his next ones. Which, wasn't a common thing for Kyle to do. "You didn't screw it up. At least not for me." Bellamy hadn't exactly had sex with someone he was as good friends with as Kyle, but nor did he feel like this was going to drastically influence their relationship. Maybe it was a bad thing, leaving him desensitized to the commitment of having sex entailed. But for now, he could say these words with certainty.

"Do you feel like its screwed things up?" He asked, wanting to get his perspective on the matter. Maybe that was why he was so concerned. Because he felt that it wouldn't work, this whole . . . friends with benefits. Or benefit. Bellamy wasn't sure if they were ever going to have an encore. Bellamy smirked at his playful cockiness. "No. Just seemed like three cause you had to keep up with the equivalent of two people," he countered, teasing Kyle's stamina while Bellamy talked up his own. A light jest, to further ease the mood and ensure that nothing was weird or awkward between them. Bellamy owed Wick at least that after running out on him.

[Kyle Wick]

"Do you feel like its screwed things up?" After the way Bellamy just up and bolted out of his bed and place without even trying to clean up Kyle's junk off his ass---yeah, he had thought this was going to screw things. Wick wasn't an guy who got attached to his lovers but he did with his friends. He liked Bellamy and wanted to keep being friends with him. "I did," past tense. Maybe he still did a little but this was easing some of that feeling.

The the mood turned to more teasing. "No. Just seemed like three cause you had to keep up with the equivalent of two people," Wick rolled his eyes and scoffed loudly to make sure that it was clearly heard. "I think I thought there was because I was doing your job and my job!" He countered playfully, finally enjoying part of the conversation. "Some of it might be fuzzy, but I seemed to remember you had a little trouble taking it like a big boy." That was a joke and Kyle's tone made that clear. Very clear. He was challenging Bellamy a little too, knowing how his friend always enjoyed a challenge. "Didn't your training officer call you a resourceful golden boy? How did I get 'drunken hot mess' instead of him?"

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Bellamy gave him a sarcastic look as he teased him in return for doing both their jobs. He even said that he had trouble taking it like a big boy. "Maybe you're the one who had trouble giving it like a big boy," he countered, clearly mocking him. But he was glad that the conversation took a more light turn. That they weren't still talking about what happened before, knowing the more they did . . . the more risk it placed on Bellamy having to explain why he ran away. He would never make that mistake again. He couldn't afford to get drunk. He couldn't spend the night at someone else's place.

Two rules of thumb that he could make no exceptions for. It was just too damn risky. Last night and this morning proved that. But he set those thoughts aside for the time being, and instead focused on the playful banter going back and forth between them. "You're just a bad influence," he accused in jest. "Turn me into something else. Less, professional." Which, wasn't often difficult especially considering they were friends. With Bellamy's words, he hadn't even realized that he'd stepped closer to Wick, knowing he should leave, but apparently was deciding against it.

[Kyle Wick]

"Maybe you're the one who had trouble giving it like a big boy," Kyle grinned at that, "You think you could do better?" He challenged once again, and lifted his hands to rest on his own hips. It wasn't defensive, but almost posing. Kyle was a fit man and he tried to use what he could to his advantage since he tended to talk more then more people wanted. A fact he knew but wasn't going to change about himself since he liked who he was.

"You're just a bad influence," "Hah!" Wick didn't point it out--because Bellamy was his friend and he wouldn't say things that would hurt him--but Kyle knew that between the two of them, Bellamy was the rule breaker. He knew things were tight in his family, and near drew attention to it, but they had met when Bellamy stole food. "Turn me into something else. Less, professional." "I've not see this professional you speak of! Not once have I seen you study something, to arrest someone, or search something. Maybe you aren't as good as you think." Kyle's 'search' something' was said with a very hinting tone. He was directly gloating Bellamy into making the first move--because after this morning, Kyle wasn't going to do it.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Bellamy obviously knew that Kyle was teasing him, but there seemed to be an unspoken challenge in his words. Most of what the man said was sarcastic or joking, but Bellamy knew that there was something there. Something that made it easier to engage and perhaps tease him back . . . but not in a verbal way any longer. Having had stepped closer to him during the conversation. He pushed Kyle onto the couch that he was standing near enough to, before moving to straddle him, his legs on either side of Kyle's.

He figured the man could take the weight. And wasn't overly concerned that he couldn't. "You questioning how well I can give it?" He asked rhetorically, almost sarcastically with a raise brow. "We'll see if you still feel that way afterwards," he added on in teasing . . . though with truth to his statement. With that, he leaned in, his lips moving along Kyle's neck, gently nipping his skin, teasing it between his teeth. "You still worried this'll ruin our friendship?" He asked him, sucking on his earlobe for a moment.

[Kyle Wick]

Bellamy pushed Kyle backwards, and he stumbled back onto the couch, just seconds before his friend climbed over him and straddled Wick. Grinning at Bellamy's words, Wick finally felt like everything would be ok between them. Not that sex equaled everything being ok, but it helped to know that they'd not screwed everything up because they screwed each other up (one mentally and the later physically).

Bellamy moved down to kiss Wick, and Kyle lifted his lips but Bellamy ended up nipping his neck, leaving Kyle to chuckle and settle back; while his hands moved up from Bellamy's knees to cup his firm butt. "I think I am more concerned with ruining the mood right now then the friendship." He snipped out in an pleased but sarcastic tone. His hands moved around to Bellamy's pants and began working to open them, before pushing them just enough to open. Reaching in to stroke his friend a few times, Wick grinned. "Though with a cock like this I think we can improve our friendship some too," he joked, before moving his hands to push Bellamy's shirt and jacket off. Once his friend was shirtless, he put his hand on Bell's back to pull him toward Wick. One had moving to guide his face, Kyle kissed him.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Bellamy basked in the sensation of Wick's hand on his ass, before he hastily unfastened his pants and starting stroking him. The action caused Bellamy to groan wish pleasure, already hard at the feeling of his hand. His words would have brought a faint chuckle to fall from the younger male's, but he was thoroughly distracted by Wick's actions. He assisted him in the removal of his jacket and shirt, before doing the same to Wick, pulling up his shirt and tossing it to wherever their other clothes were.

He kissed him with fervent hunger, his hands falling to his own pants to undo them. "There's always room for improvement in anything I guess," he teased, speaking against his lips as he opened his pants and pulled him out, without having to fully lower his pants and underwear. With that, Bellamy shifted his position, kissing Wick once again, before his lips trailed down his chest as his body moved to the ground, kneeling before Wick. And in this current position, Bellamy leaned forward, taking Wick's cock into his mouth as he started sucking him, his hand reaching for his sac and firmly massaging it.

[Kyle Wick]

"And you know, that is totally what I go for a living," Kyle muttered back, meaning his job was to improve things; but he was using it to imply dirt things as well. Watching as Bellamy moved lower, Kyle parted her legs a bit more, and lifted his hips so his pants could go a few inches lower and thus give the other man room to work. Kyle slouched back as Bellamy knelt between his legs and began sucking, cause Wick's head to fall back and his eyes to shut for a moment. Sucking in a deep breath, his hand moved to cup Bellamy's head before looking back down at him.

His eyes moved form Bellamy's head bobbing up and down, to Bellamy's ass that you could half see. Wick stared at it for a moment before he felt his balls swell up. "You're about to cut our play short," he warned as he pushed Bellamy off him, and moved to kneel before him. With them both on their knees they were even in height, almost. Wick pulled his own shirt over his head, before pulling Bellamy's body closer to him and taking both their cocks into his hand, to slowly play with them. "Want to try your hand on top?" He asked, before kissing his friend.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Bellamy was rather enjoying the taste of his friend, working over him with the intention of coaxing his release. He could hear Kyle saying something, but Bellamy ignored him, more fixated on the task as he groaned, sending a vibration. It wasn't until Kyle pulled him away and joined him on his knees that Bellamy actually was paying attention to what he was saying. He watched Kyle divest himself of his shirt, eyeing his well formed friend. Bellamy closed his eyes for a moment, sharply inhaling at the sensation of his hand working over him.

Not enough to prompt his release but he sure as hell was working him up. He then asked him a question that caused the younger male to open his eyes and look at the engineer. Before he could answer, Kyle leaned into kiss him, Bellamy's hand moving to the back of his head to press him closer. "Sure," he breathed, his actions more enthusiastic than his tone, as he was currently processing everything that was going on between them. "Take off your pants," he urged, his lips moving to kiss him again, nipping his bottom lip as he pulled Wick's hand away from his cock.

[Kyle Wick]

Bellamy agreed to being on top, and Wick grinned when ordered to ditch his pants. Reaching around his friend lover--friover? Lovend?--he smacked Bellamy's ass playfully, before pushing to a stand; "You too," he countered, for once not coming out with anything smart. Kyle ditched his pants, and stood there giving himself a little squeeze while watching the younger man undress. Wick then moved to where he kept the lube, and tossed it on the bed.

Once Bellamy joined him, he pressed his front to Bellamy's back, and let his Kyle jr get tucked between's Bellamy's cheeks as he teased him slightly. "You remember how it's done?" He had the feeling Bellamy would, and since Kyle had been both a top and a bottom before, he wasn't worried about him taking it--though Bellamy was on the thicker side, but Kyle was a big boy! He could take it like a man. "Or do you want me to help get you nice and slick?" Reaching around his friend, Kyle cupped his balls and gave a little squeeze, meant to tease more then hurt. His finger moved to the little patch of skin right behind the heavy sack, and he lightly moved in little circles, knowing how sensitive that was for most men.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

maybe the guard

WILL MAKE A MAN OUT OF HIM

Bellamy felt a jolt course through him when Kyle smacked him and well, the sensation was hardly bad. Quite the opposite in fact. Bellamy also complied with the 'demand', toeing off his shoes and proceeding to full remove his pants, setting them to the side. He looked at the lube that Kyle had casually tossed, distracted by his current position of his member tucked between the cheeks of his ass. "Maybe I won't slick it at all," he teased. He would of course, but it was a playful threat made to his friend to counter his teasing of whether he remembered how to do it or not.

Bellamy let out a breathy groan, his head moving back for a moment as his eyes closed, basking in the pleasure that was coursing through him. Bellamy honestly never thought he'd be able to so easily delve into such activities with someone who was his friend . . . but the lust that drove them, was definitely worth it. He somewhat carefully pushed Kyle onto the bed, expecting him to turn around and get into position while Bellamy reached for the lube and started to slick himself.

His hand didn't feel as good as Kyle's but it would have to make do. While he wasn't exactly nervous about this, he wasn't going to be the reason it was clumsy. He watched Kyle, allowing him to assume which ever position was most comfortable for him while he got himself ready. "You've done this before I take it?" He asked him, wanting to make sure. While he assumed it wasn't Kyle's first time, he just wanted to be entirely certain. They weren't drunk right now, so Bellamy didn't have an excuse not to inquire about that.