Page 1 of His First Deep Snow
Chapter 1
“Still no snow,” Reece said and returned to his seat with a long and heavy sigh.
“Dude, it’ll happen. You just gotta stay positive!” Lance, Reece’s best friend and study buddy, said.
“That’s what you said last year! And it didn’t snow until January.”
So what if Reece was whining? He deserved it. The best part about moving out west to go to college was the mountains! And he’d been denied that in his freshman year!
“It’s a La Nina year. Guaranteed snow. I promise. Now stop procrastinating and help me with this equation. How am I supposed to figure out the p-value?”
“Oh, I just did that one. Here, I’ll show you.” Reece slid his chair closer and leaned in at their shared table.
Lance huddled closer, their arms brushing.
Warmth spread up Reece’s arm, getting as high as his neck. Lance was a tactile person. You’d think after a year of being friends Reece would be used to it, but no.
Lance was like a large furnace. A big brown teddy bear. And completely ripped, couldn’t forget that. Lance could lift Reece up without breaking a sweat - and Reece was only half a head shorter!
As always, Reece unconsciously leaned towards Lance like a plant towards the sun.
Thank God none of their dormmates could see them, or they’d accuse Reece of being just as gay as Lance. Reece didn’t need rumors like that ruining his chances of getting a girl.
It was one of the many reasons the two of them were in the library studying. There was a huge statistics exam coming up, and the only way to survive it was to pull an all-nighter.
Too bad it was against the rules.
Reece hated getting in trouble. Unlike Lance, who thrived on living dangerously. It was what had drawn Reece to him in the first place.
That, and that Lance boldly shared graphic stories about his many hookups. Not just in person, but on his socials too. After friending each other, Reece’s feed became filled with hook-up anecdotes.
Not only that, but Lance shared videos! All in a large, private group he must have accidentally invited Reece to. The videos were shared with the hook-up’s consent, of course.
The comments on the videos were so explicit and thirsty, it was like a window into another culture.
It was nothing at all like Reece’s experiences with girls and sex.
It was also very, very gay.
Lance was brave to put himself out there. Reece wished he had that kind of courage.
Reece had seen more dicks being sucked and asses being fucked in the past year of their friendship than he’d ever thought was possible.
Lance being gay wasn’t a negative, as Reece had always been told. In fact, being friends with a gay man was great! It meant none of the usual bullshit posturing and competing for girls.
If that also meant Reece knew what Lance looked like with his mouth eagerly sucking a dick, then so be it.
During dry spells, Reece often found himself doomscrolling through Lance’s posts, watching day after day as Lance suckeddick. Secretly wishing someone would treat his dick with the same reverence.
It was enough to make any man question if maybe the gays had the right idea. Why shouldn’t Reece give it a try?
Except there was only one person Reece would trust with such a wild experiment - Lance. If only they could do it without ruining their friendship.
Reece wasn’t friends with any of his exes. It’d be the same with Lance. Experimenting wasn’t worth the best friendship he’d ever had. That was a price Reece refused to pay.
“10 minutes until closing!” A voice called out. The hot librarian Lance had been chatting up earlier. “I'd better not catch any of you trying to stay overnight. Again.”
Too bad. That was exactly what Lance had planned.
