The first time Steve explored his own body, like really explored it, is after he met Billy.
He had never been interested in a man before and one night when things seemed to go way too slow and he wasn’t getting any sleep, he decided to jerk off so he could relax better. And maybe fall asleep, too.
But in the middle of it, his mind started to bloom with the memories of Billy in their basketball practice. Of his big arms, abs and wide shoulders that Steve always seemed to stare at way longer than he was supposed to.
And look, he knows how two men do it. Him and Tommy had watched gay porn that they got as a ’joke’ one time when they were drunk, but in the end they seemed way more interested in it rather than joking about it.
Steve had just brushed it off and tried not to think back to it the next day and the days after that, he had been drunk after all, but now that Billy had came into the picture, with his stupid hair and asshole attitude, Steve was fucked.
His other hand started to creep lower between his legs and he touched his hole hesitantly. But before he tried anything, he remembered you had to use lube for it to feel good.
He quickly took some and opened the cap. Once he got enough of it, he threw the lube to the floor and laid down once more and tried to get comfortable while closing his eyes.
His other hand was still around his cock and he started to jerk it slowly as he pushed the first finger in and fuck, it felt weird, but not unpleasant.
Steve took in a deep breath when he started to slowly move his finger inside him and after a while it didn’t hurt as bad when he started to relax. When he added a second finger, it still sting, but it wasn’t as bad now and he quickly came familiar with the feeling.
And to his surprise, it felt so good already.
”Shi—Ah! Billy…” Steve moaned as he threw his head back, his brown hair sprawled all over his pillow and soon enough the third finger joined the rest and that’s when he hit the spot.
His whole body started to tingle as his eyes rolled back into his head and he let out a high pitched whine, cumming all over himself. His stomach, his chest and some of his cum even hit his own face.
Steve tried to calm his breathing and when he opened his eyes to look at the mess he made, he couldn’t care about it because that was the hardest he had ever cummed.
He just wondered how Billy’s thick cock would feel inside him instead of his own fingers.
”Fuck…” Steve cursed at the thought. There’s another wet dream for him again.
