Stan was scared. It didn't happen often, but sitting in front of his best friend while watching his face for emotion, scared the shit out of him.

Richie sat opening and closing his mouth trying to form words, but coming with nothing. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything-" Stan panicked while standing up and starting to pace around the living room.

Richie quickly snapped out of his shocked state and grabbed Stan's hand and pulled him into a hug.

The shorter male tensed for a second before hugging back and melting into Richie's warm hold.

Richie rested his head on Stan's shoulder and whispered into his neck, "I love you too Stan. I have since we were 15 in our sophomore year."

Stan smiled and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. They pulled away and smiled widely at each other.

"Why did it take so long for you to say something?" Stan asked, keeping his hands on Richie's shoulders while the other had his hands on his hips.

"I was scared. Plus I thought you had the hots for Billiam. You guys nearly dated senior year." Richie said in a matter of fact tone.

Stan connected his hands behind Richie's neck and pulled him closer.

"Can I kiss you?" Richie asked quietly, glancing between Stan's eyes and his lips.

Stan gave a small nod and closed the gap between both of them.

The kiss was short but long enough for both men to know how the other felt.

They pulled apart and looked into each other's eyes before leaning in for another kiss. This one with more passion and a lot more heat.

Stan's hands went from Richie's neck to pulling on his messy blacks curls.

Richie let out a low moan into Stan's mouth at the feeling of his hair being pulled and pulled his now lover closer.

Stan pulled away and panting and looked at Richie's flushed face.

Richie placed his forehead on Stan's as they panted into each other's mouths, just taking in the moments before and all the emotions.

"Do you wanna be my boyfriend?" Stan asked, still panting slightly.

Richie's face broke into a wide smile while he responded, "I would love to be, Stan the man." Stan smiled and gave him a soft peck on the lips and they sat back on the couch.

This time though, they cuddled close and shared some quick kisses here and there.

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The next few weeks worked out the same.

Stan went to work and classes and waited for Richie to come home. The couple shared a house with their childhood friends, Mike and Bill.

Mike sometimes brought home his friend Eddie along with Ben an Bev, who were dating.

All 7 of them were attending their junior year of college at NYU. After classes Richie went to work at a radio station he volunteers at.

Mike was sitting next to Stan on the couch with Bill under his arm while watching a movie.

"I'm gonna go lay down. If you guys are still up when Richie comes home can you tell him I'm in his room?" Stan asked, getting up and stretching his back and arms out.

"Sure Stan. I'll see tomorrow." Bill replied, giving a small wave and smile, which Stan returned, before looking back to the T.V

Stan said a quick goodnight and went into Richie's room.

Since the day Richie and Stan got together they've been sharing a bed. They usually talk about their day and cuddle till they fall asleep.

Occasionally they'd bang out all the stress from that week, but Richie has been getting home so late that by the time he got home Stan already took his nightly bath and went to bed.

Today though, Richie got the day off early and he wanted to surprise his boyfriend.

He opened the door to their apartment and hung his jacket on the hook. He toed his shoes off before walking into the living room where Mike and Bill sat.

"Hey guys. Where's Stan?" Richie asked.

"He went to your room. Went in there about 20 minutes ago." Mike replied.

Richie smiled because he knew Stan would most likely be in the bath by now.

"Thank you Mike. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Mike and Bill replied with a quick good night as Richie went into his bedroom.

When he walked in he noticed Stan's phone laying on the night stand and his night clothes (which consisted of Richie's button up shirt and a pair of boxers) laying on their bed.

The bathroom light was on and Richie could hear faint sounds of water moving.

The tall male walked over to the door before knocking and walking in.

"Hey baby." Richie said. Stan looked up from the book he was reading and smiled widely.

"Hey Rich. What are you doing here so early?" Richie knelled down onto his knee beside the tub so he was level with Stan.

"Well I got off work early, so I decided to surprise you."

Stan placed a hand on Richie's face and pulled him into a kiss.

"Do you wanna join me?" Stan asked after they pulled away. Richie smirked and stood up before taking a few steps back from the tub.

"Stan the man, making the first move and trying to get me naked? Never thought I'd see the day." Richie said while unbuttoning his shirt.

Stan watched closely as Richie slipped off his undershirt and let it hit the ground. He then reached down to his pants and undid them before pulling them down along with his underwear and socks.

Stan stood up in the tub and made room for Richie to step in. When he did, they both sat down with Stan's back against Richie's chest and his body between his legs.

"How was work? You seem tired." Stan asked while intertwining his and Richie's fingers.

"I am so tired. I haven't slept in about 20 hours and Steve has been on my ass these past few days." Richie replied.

Stan hummed in understanding before turning around and straddling his boyfriend's hips.

Stan tangled his fingers in Richie's hair. It's grown out over the past weeks, curling more at the ends, and framing his face perfectly.

"Well we can get rid of some of that stress." Stan suggested while circling his hips on Richie's causing their dicks to rub against one another.

Richie placed his hands on Stan's hips and pulled him forward so they're chests were touching.

"This is all I've wanted for 2 weeks, baby." Stan continued to grind down harder with Richie's help.

They both felt their dicks becoming harder as they continued they're movements.

Stan leaned down and connected their lips in a kiss. Richie licked Stan;s lips before slipping his tongue into the other's mouth.

Stan let out a small moan when he felt Richie's hand slide down his back and to his entrance.

Richie circled his hole with his middle finger before pushing in.

Stan pulled away from the kiss to moan and push back into his lover's finger. "Fuck baby. More, please more." Stan moaned out.

Whenever they got in the mood Stan fell into sub space almost instantly.

He loved having control and order in his everyday life, but he also loved being controlled and ordered in the bedroom.

Letting someone else take over and tell him what to do, and just taking what he's given, drives him absolutely crazy.

Knowing this, Richie always did what he could to control Stan and make it feel good.

Richie ignored Stan's request and kept thrusting in and out with one digit. The older male watched as his boyfriend tried to push his finger in more and listened to him whine in frustration.

"I can take more, asshole." Stan said through gritted teeth. Richie lifted a hand before bringing it down on his boyfriend's ass, making him jump and moan at the contact.

"You don't make the rules here baby. You're just here to make me feel good." Richie said after he added a second finger.

"I'm sorry Daddy. Please give me more, I can take it, please." Stan begged and whined. This time Richie complied and pushed in his ring finger along with the other two.

Richie began scissoring his fingers to open Stan more so he was prepared enough for it to not hurt, but not enough so he could feel the stretch of Richie's dick.

Stan Removed one of his hands from Richie's hair and trailed it down to his dick in the water.

He wrapped his smaller hand around the length and stroked it up and down. Richie moaned lowly as he placed his face in the crook of Stan's neck.

"Can I ride you, Daddy? I wanna make you feel good." Stan said into Richie's ear through moans and small whines.

Richie pulled away from Stan and removed his fingers from him as well. Stan moved so he was above Richie's dick and grabbed it to line it up with his hole.

The two boyfriends looked intently at each other while Stan slowly sunk down on Richie's dick.

When he finally bottomed out he sighed out and rested his head on Richie's shoulder.

"Are you okay baby?" Richie asked before placing a kissing on his temple. Stan nodded slightly while answering, "Yes. I just need a little time to adjust, It's been a while and you're not small."

Richie laughed and lifted Stan's face to look in his eyes. Both males leaned into a kiss right as Stan lifted off Richie's dick and slammed back down.

Both males moaned out into the kiss. Richie grabbed onto Stan's hips and thrusted up to match Stan's bouncing.

By this point Stan's thighs were burning, but he was so close to his release that he pushed away the pain and focused on Richie's dick sliding in and out of himself.

"Fuck. Bite me." Stan moaned out. Richie knew what he meant so he leaned forward and bit down on his neck.

The feeling on Richie's teeth digging into his throat and the pain that came with it caused Stan to come over his and Richie's stomach. Richie continued to thrust into Stan trying to get to his climax.

"Oh yes Daddy use me. I'm just a hole to make you feel good. Come inside me. Please." Stan whined out.

"Keep talking baby. Oh I'm so close baby." Richie thrusted into him harder till he slammed Stan down one last time while he came deep inside.

Stan's body went limp and he rested his body on Richie's as the other rested his back on the tub.

The couple stayed in the tub while they caught their breath and waited for them to come out of the post orgasm state.

"We need to do that more often." Stan sighed out.

Richie laughed, making Stan bounce with his chest, and rubbed his hands up and down his boyfriend's back.

"We should. But right now we need to get out of this bath tub and into our bed."

Stan slipped off of Richie and stood on slightly weak knees.

Richie followed in walking to their bedroom and going to his closet. Stan put on the clothes that were on the bed and Richie put on boxers before slipping into bed.

Richie threw his arm over Stan and pulled him closer so his head was in Stan's chest. "Good night Stan. I love you baby." Richie whispered.

"Good night Richie. I love you too."