Sleepover Rules: a Straight to Gay First Time Mm Erotica

Trapped in a cabin. One bed. No power.And my best friend just confessed he’s thought about me… like that. I’m not gay. At least, I wasn’t.But the way Eli looks at me under those blankets?The way he touches me like I’m something he’s wanted for years?Yeah—I’m not so sure anymore.Tension turns to teasing. Teasing turns to touching.And what starts with shared body heat becomes a full-blown heat neither of us can deny.Best friends to lovers. First times. Slow burn to explosive heat.One bed. And the sweetest, filthiest snowstorm of my life.