Broken String

CLX (NSFW but first and last paragraph)

Eddy's heart jumps like never before. Because he means it, he can see that. Because it's uncharted waters. He is quickly realising how much about his former best friend he never knew, how much nobody knew. So much he kept contained within himself, no matter how extroverted he is, no matter how good he is at bantering with anyone. Nobody knew him better than Eddy did.
This is next level. 
"So." he says in a low tone, beyond bold, looking in what he hopes is a coquettish way through his lashes. "Want to do that to me again?"
Oh, he doesn't miss the breath, he doesn't miss the widening of eyes, he doesn't miss how his skin seems to colour and everything about him seems to perk up. He stifles a smile. 
"You're sure?" Brett expels. 
Eddy takes his love's hand and places it on his rapidly hardening crotch. 
"Wanna ask me that again?"
"Wow." Brett mouths. "Maybe not."
"I'm sure." Eddy says anyway. "I'm yours, right?"
"You're mine." Brett breathes back. "And I'm yours."

It's a subtle movement, the push on his chest, but Eddy is already lying down obediently. Insecure Brett is turning into sexy Brett before his eyes and he's melting on the spot. 
"God, you're beautiful." Brett says, his voice low and dripping with hunger as his eyes run over him leisurely, stopping at his crotch, fire igniting every cell in Eddy's body. "Wow. That is some bulge you've got there."
"Fuck..." Eddy simpers. Because how is he ever going to find something sexy to say in return when his insides have melted into a shimmering, tingling mess? 
Brett's hand brushes him lightly at first, and yet Eddy wants to cry out at the touch. It only takes Brett's hand sliding down gently and cradling the bulge he liked until he does cry out. 
"You're mine." Brett says as he runs down the zipper, opens the button and frees him. His mouth opens in a soft O. "I can't believe it."
He leans forward and takes him in his mouth, swirling his tongue around, then sucking once, twice, three times. Tingles fly out everywhere, touching the ceiling above and arranging themselves neatly in a halo around the gorgeously warm lips. An orgasm starts building quickly.
"Brett." Eddy warns breathily. "I will come."
"What, you don't want to come twice?" Brett asks like it's the most innocent statement in the world, his mouth hovering just above Eddy's hardness. He's back around him, sucking once more, but then he lets go and waits. Asking, Eddy knows. But he's lost already, so close to the cusp and it's so, so good. 
"Oh God... yes please." he grunts, surrendering into the soft mattress and the gorgeously hot mouth is back around him, the sucking is back, and Brett is getting used to this, Eddy can feel it, because unbelievably it's even better, deeper than before. 
"Oh, God!" he yells again, because he's leaving the earth behind, he's shattering in a thousand pieces of tingles, shooting out to the stars and the sun, spiralling back, falling back together in a scream of pleasure as he comes, and comes. 

Brett is by his side, his erection hard against Eddy's thigh as Eddy catches his breath. 
"So beautiful." he whispers. "I love that I'm allowed to be there when you come."
"You've done more than just be there." Eddy grunts. 
"Maybe just a little bit more, yeah." 
Brett's little grin makes Eddy open his eyes and look at him. And is it what they just did? Or how raw he is after these two life changing days? Or what he promised, just now? 
"What I feel for you scares me." he admits quietly. "It's like... I want you forever and have your babies kind of feel." He giggles softly. "Not that I could, thank God. But you know what..."
"I know exactly what you mean." Brett whispers. "Wait... why are you laughing?"
"It's just... it's something Anita said. I need to see her. She'll get a kick out of this."
"What, us fucking?"
Now Eddy laughs out loud. 
"No, that one I might keep to myself. Wow. I love you, Bretty."
"I love you too."