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Cal and Andre were hanging out in Cal's basement, sitting on the couch and drinking shitty bear.
Cal was mindlessly inspecting his pistol while he laid between Andre's thighs.
Andre was running his fingers thru Cal's blonde hair, tugging gently whenever Cal shifted a bit.
On the tv was some stupid movie about superheros.
Cal glanced up at Andre, deciding he wanted to start an argument for fun.
Cal knew Andre was jealous of Rachel, Andre was extremely attached to Cal and hated when anyone was near Cal.
“So, Rachel asked me to prom” Cal said, feeling Andre's hand pause in his hair, he silently grinned to himself.
“Did she now…” Andre replied, jealousy already seeping into his voice.
“Yeah, I'm probably gonna go with her” Cal said, pretending like it was nothing.
Andre yanked Cal's hair a bit, just enough for it to actually hurt.
Cal yelped and sat up.
“Dude what the hell” Cal whined.
“Sorry” Andre said, rolling his eyes
Cal smacked Andre's knee in retaliation.
The two ended up full on wrestling on the couch until Cal ended up on top of Andre.
Cal pulled the gun from his pocket and clicked off the safety, holding it to Andre's chin.
“Cal…” Andre said carefully, looking at the gun.
“Andre..” Cal replied, grinning and sliding himself into Andre's lap
Andre bit his lip as their hips connected, Andre was already hard, the threat of the gun under his chin drove him crazy.
“You pervert” Cal teased, shifting his hips against Andre's
Andre's eyelids fluttered and he let out a strangled moan at the contact.
Cal dragged the barrel of the gun up to Andre's mouth, pressing it against his lips.
“Suck” Cal commanded.
Andre gave a look, then parted his lips, taking the gun into his mouth.
Cal grinned and pressed it closer till Andre was gagging on it.
Andre coughed as Cal removed the gun from Andre's mouth, licking the saliva off it.
Andre bit his lip, “you're sick in the head”
Cal grinned, “shut up pervert”
Cal put the gun back to Andre's chin and smashed their lips together.
The two melted into the kiss until eventually the gun was thrown to the side so Cal could grip Andre's face.
Cal reached down to undo his pants, his cock already hard against the fabric of his boxers.
He undid Andre's pants as well, a wet spot already forming on Andre's boxers.
They rutted against each other like two dogs in heat. The basement was filled with their moans and pants for air between kisses.
Cal was the first to cum, Andre followed after. Cal collapsed onto Andre's chest, huffing for air.
“I- hah- might need to borrow some underwear” Andre panted, stroking Cal's hair as they both came down from their high
“Thats gay” Cal joked.