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It was finally time for winter break and Brian, along with the rest of the students at his college, had gotten the week off. It was Sunday night and, with no school Monday, Brian set out to make plans with a friend he hadn’t seen in a while.
A few hours later, Brian had been out at a bar having a celebratory drink with said friend, Freddie, when it had all started. The pair were drunkenly slurring out jokes that only they would understand when a lightbulb went off in Freddie’s head.
”Oh, dear, I almost forgot,” Freddie said in a more serious tone, “I’ve met this girl the other day that I think would be great for you! Her name is Chrissie. I told her all about you and she looked thrilled!”
This is where Brian’s laughing grin had deflated. He had absolutely no experience in dating. But, he knew Freddie, and he knew that he would stop at nothing to get what he wants. He’s better off just agreeing with him.
“Well... I guess that’s alright. Tell me about her.”
Now, Brian is laying awake at night, listening to his roommate’s soft snores on the other side of the wall. And, being as anxiety-ridden as ever, he was thinking about his upcoming date in just three days with Chrissie that he’d already agreed to and how this must be a terrible idea. Curse him for making drunk decisions!
Glancing over at his alarm clock, Brian sighed as he read the time, 2:39 am. ‘Shit,’ he thought, ‘I’ll never sleep at this rate.’ Still, he was unable to keep his mind off the inevitability awkward date he’ll have in just three days.
After much twisting and turning, temporarily forming a blanket cocoon, and flipping his pillow too many times to count, Brian finally fell asleep an hour or so later, still listening to the snoring on the other side of the wall.
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Brian awoke at 9:04 am the following morning to the smell of coffee and burnt bacon from the kitchen. Usually waking up around 6 every morning, Brian wondered why he slept in so late and the memories of the bar with Freddie came flooding back to him. Fuck.
Slipping on a pair of joggers and a loose white t-shirt, Brian padded into the kitchen to see Roger stuffing his face with burnt bacon and following it with a steaming mug full of coffee. Brian nearly turned around and walked back into his room, not having the energy to deal with his roommate today.
“Hey Bri!” Roger seemed way too enthusiastic. How much coffee had he downed? “Why are you up so late? I was surprised to be the first awake.”
Brian sighed and told him about his outing with Freddie the previous night. Including his upcoming date. Roger gasped, not able to remember the last time Brian had been on a date because, well, he hadn’t.
“Really? You’re going on a DATE? Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?” Despite being surprised, Roger was excited for Brian, much more excited than he was. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?”
Brian was currently making his ‘sad puppy’ face, as Roger had dubbed it. Realizing Roger could see his face, he looked up and tried to put on a smile. “Yes,” Brian stated, sounding more like a question, “Of course I’m happy! Why wouldn’t I be?”
Roger was not buying it. He put a hand on Brian’s shoulder and Brian looked up at him. “We’ve been friends for years, Bri. I can read you like a book... not that I read books.” The two chuckled a bit. “Please just tell me what’s wrong so I can help you.”
“There’s no helping me. But... I guess I can talk about it.” Brian exhaled deeply and looked down at his feet. ”I never had my first kiss,” he mumbled, not even audible.
Roger looked utterly confused. “You’re gonna need to slow down a bit there, mate, I didn’t catch any of that.”
“I never had my first kiss.” Brian waited a few seconds and looked back up at Roger, who looked even more confused than before. “Please don’t laugh-“
“I promise, I’m not laughing,” Roger reassured him, looking less confused and more determined, “It’s really nothing to be ashamed about. I was just surprised is all.”
Brian let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He felt as though a bolder had been lifted off his shoulders. Still, he was nervous and was sure he’d be embarrassed if he happened to kiss Chrissie and she thought it was awful.
Roger’s face looked a lot like Freddie’s before he told Brian about Chrissie, concerning Brian. He had an idea. “What is it?” Brian asked hesitantly. Roger suddenly didn’t look too sure of his idea and shook his head.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.”
Brian was curious now. “I told you what I was thinking, why don’t you tell me what you’re thinking?”
Roger looked worried. “You’re gonna think I’m weird.” He shook his head again. No way was he telling Brian his plan to help him. No fucking way.
“Just tell me. It can’t be as bad as being 22 and without your first kiss, can it?”
“Alright... I-“ Roger couldn’t believe he was saying this. “I can teach you.” Brian was having trouble processing what that meant.
“You mean.. like.. kissing? You’d do that?” Roger thought Brian was joking at first. He really wanted to do this?
“I mean, yeah. What else are best friends for? You know I have experience and it’ll only be a few kisses, just until you’re decent enough that you won’t feel embarrassed.” Brian was smiling now. “It won’t be too weird, it’s only me.”
“I’d like that. Thanks so much, Roggie!” Brian was relieved to get that other bolder off his shoulder, and if kissing his best friend a couple times was all he had to do to get that, then he was more than happy to.
Now there was a bit of awkward silence as they just looked at each other. “So,” Roger began, “Do you want to start now or...?”
Brian merely nodded his head and stood up, Roger following suit. It was slightly awkward, they’d have to admit, staring into the other’s eyes and leaning in. Roger put one hand on Brian’s jaw and the other on his lower back.
“Before you actually kiss, you should probably learn what to do with your hands. For short kisses, your hands should be on the jaw, back, or shoulder. For longer kisses, you can put your hands on the waist or hair, giving yourself easy access to pull them closer. But, any of the first areas will work too. Got it?”
Brian slowly nodded and put his hands on Roger’s shoulders. He looked like he was at a middle school dance. Roger sighed.
“You’re too stiff. Loosen up a little,” Roger moved Brian’s hands around and pulled him closer. Brian’s breathing shallowed as he realized what was about to happen. Fuck.
“Just lean in and do what you think is right, okay Bri?” Roger said, closing his eyes with Brian quickly nodding and closing his eyes as well.
Brian had absolutely no idea what he was doing and, when his lips and Roger’s finally met, he went completely stiff. Roger kissed him for a few seconds and pulled back, opening his eyes and looking at Brian’s rigid form. This was going to take a while.
Brian slowly opened his eyes and realized he had been still the entire time. Suddenly, a flood of apologies left his lips. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what happened, I just-“
Roger put his finger on Brian’s lips and shushed him. “It’s alright, that’s more or less what I did my first time, too.” Brian nodded again and closed his eyes, starting to lean in again. Roger took the hint and did the same.
This time, Brian actually kissed him. Kind of. He was still stiff and looked like he was trying to eat Roger’s lips off, but it was at least better than the first time. The kiss only lasted a few seconds until Roger pulled away, smiling at Brian.
“Better! You should close your lips a bit more, but other than that, it was alright! I would say to loosen up more, but I know it takes time and you’ll be more comfortable when you’re used to it.”
Brian felt relieved. The kiss wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. In fact, he kind of enjoyed it. The two leaned in again, going for a third kiss. This time it was pretty good. Still sloppy, and not as good as many kisses Roger’s had, but there was obvious progress. Brian was a quick learner.
The kiss lasted longer than the first two and Roger slowly moved his hand from Brian’s back up into his hair. Brian noticed this and slipped his hands down from Roger’s shoulders to his waist. After a while, Brian pulled away, needing to catch his breath.
“That was good, Bri! You’ll be fine by Thursday, I promise,” Roger praised. Brian smiled a bit and let go of Roger’s waist, Roger letting go of Brian’s jaw and hair. “We can continue some other time. Want to watch a movie?”
Brian nodded and went to the cupboard to get some popcorn and stuff it in the microwave. Roger took this as his cue to start the movie and went to see what they had in their ‘movie basket’. Picking up a random movie and shrugging, Roger put it into the small TV and got two blankets out from the closet before sitting on the small couch and waiting for Brian to finish with the popcorn.
Brian came in the living room a few minutes later with a large bowl filled with popcorn and two cans of coke. He put everything on the coffee table and sat next to Roger, having a question but being hesitant to ask. “Can we um... can we.. uh..”
Somehow, Roger seemed to read his mind and lay down across the couch, patting the spot next to him. Brian let out a breath, thankful he didn’t have to ask to cuddle and lay next to Roger, opening his arm for the younger boy to lay his head on his chest. Roger seemed like he was all about sex and nothing else, but he really enjoyed cuddling and was glad to be able to after not being in a relationship for a while. He quite liked the bachelor lifestyle, but missed little things like cuddling and spending time being close to someone.
Brian, on the other hand, had never cuddled in his life. Big surprise. Much like in kissing, he was very stiff and didn’t fully lay his hand on Roger, instead slightly hovering above him.
“There’s no way that’s comfortable,” Roger spoke after a while. Brian let his hand lay on Roger’s back and relaxed. “There you go.”
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Roger somehow managed to pick the most boring movie in their basket. The pair quickly got bored of the movie and Roger picked his head up from Brian’s chest and looked into his eyes. “Do you want to practice more?” Brian was willing to do anything other than continue the movie and quickly nodded.
“Okay. If you’re lying down and you’re on top of the other person, which I doubt you will be, then use one elbow to prop yourself up and the other hand will go on either the jaw or in the hair. If you’re laying down then any of the areas I mentioned earlier apply.” Brian kept his hand on Roger’s back and moved the other to his waist. Roger put his free hand in Brian’s hair and leaned in, their lips colliding.
The kiss was more or less the same as the last except this time, when they pulled away, Roger stopped. “Feel free to pull me closer or move your hands. Whatever you feel, I’m okay with. Got it?” Brian nodded again and leaned up to connect their lips again, moving his hand from his back and into his hair, pulling his head closer and his waist further into his. As the kiss progressed, Brian was getting less stiff and sloppy and followed what Roger was doing. Roger was practically laying on him when they pulled apart to catch their breath and Roger sat up.
“That was good! You can still use practice but you’re getting much better.” Roger smiled down at Brian, still catching his breath.
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Roger was in the kitchen, making a pizza as it was his turn to make dinner that night. Brian was reading a magazine article about the latest discovery in space when Roger walked out with a plate full of pizza in one hand and two empty plates in the other, catching Brian’s attention. He put down the magazine and took his plate from Roger, thanking him and putting two slices on his plate. He had been very hungry, not eating anything besides some popcorn all day. He would have had breakfast that morning but he was a bit... distracted.
Roger watched Brian scarf down half a slice before he even put any pizza on his own plate. “Hungry, huh?” Brian looked up with a mouth full of pizza and slowly nodded, noting that he needed to slow down. “Just don’t choke, alright babe?”
Roger hadn’t said it on purpose. In fact, he didn’t even realize he said it in the first place. Brian, on the other hand, definitely noticed and didn’t stop thinking about it the whole meal. Brian would never admit it, but he found the way Roger said ‘babe’, especially while addressing him, extremely sexy.
When the two had finished their pizza, they were making some light conversation and Brian’s eyes got increasingly droopy. He decided to go to bed early, not wanting to fall asleep on the couch, and got up. Since Roger cooked that night, he was on dish duty.
Brian picked up all the dishes and headed to the sink. Roger watched him from behind, taking note of the way his hips swung to the beat of a song existing only in Brian’s head. Roger smirked, finding him, dare he say, pretty damn attractive.
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Brian lay awake that night thinking of the day’s activities. Fuck. He had kissed best friend three times that day, and even cuddled with him. Brian knew he was bisexual, but didn’t think he was attracted to Roger. At least, not until today. Brian sighed and turned over. What had he gotten himself into?