Okay so my coworker unintentionally made me do this but:
Consider Lance and Keith, old high school friends who occasionally get together to smoke and eat shit. Never really went there for whatever reason. But one night they’re getting a little touchy, and it’s getting heated—
And Keith starts panicking because it’s been a while and he isn’t like— /prepared/ to be seen naked rn like he’s not at his best and Lance is /wow/ Lance couldn’t look better if he tried (of course, he’s thinking all of this like Lance ain’t thinking the same shit about him—) and he’s just feeling all manner of self conscious but they’re still going and feeling everything and Lance’s hands are warm and touch him just right and Keith wants—
And suddenly Lance’s dick is out and Keith realizes oh hell no, absolutely not.
Because Lance’s dick is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen and Keith hasn’t even showered yet today and god help him how is he supposed to compare to gorgeous perfect Lance and his fucking awe inspiring ultra cock—
And maybe he says some part of that out loud and Lance chokes and flushes and tries to tell Keith he’s pretty gorgeous himself but Keith just isn’t hearing it because his brain is locked solely on that prize standing erect like his own personal Everest like “god who art in heaven I need that inside of me but not tonight omg ooooomg.”
And I mean my coworker ended her story with: “and I had a sore throat and cotton mouth so I couldn’t even suck it like— I wouldnt be able to preform properly and damn straight he wasn’t gonna get some subpar head for that BEAUTIFUL THING—”
But like. Let’s not torture Keith too much yeah? 💕
Anyway so keith spends the next week vaguely traumatized by the fact he has not yet been wrecked by dick and spends all his free time masturbating to the thought of it till he and Lance can meet up again.