My straight friend

Thank you everyone for the warm welcome to the website. I'm glad you seem to be enjoying this so far.  I'll be doing a bit of traveling this week and the next, so the following chapter/chapters might take a bit longer for me to write. I apologize for that in advance.

Anyway, here's the next one :)

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His cum spilled in my mouth hot and thick. Seven, eight, nine powerful shots, each of which made his cock as rigid as steel, as he deposited his seed in me. I swirled his load inside my mouth, teasing his head with my tongue as I did so. He tasted sweet and almost creamy, perfect, like everything else about him. As his head became too sensitive after his orgasm subsided, he pulled out, and I opened my mouth for him, showing him the huge load I had gotten out of his balls. He traced my lips for any drops, that might have accidentally spilled out, but there weren't any. I savoured his taste for a little longer and then swallowed, showing him my empty mouth afterwards, making sure he knew the load, his load was not wasted.

"Fuck Kyle..." He said quietly, and then sat down next to me on the edge of my bed. I placed a hand over his thigh and started caressing it, playing with the hairs. 

"You were amazing dude. No doubt one of the best blowjobs I've ever gotten" he said and blushed a bit. I realised this was probably hard for him to admit. And then I knew the post nut clarity was probably hitting him hard right about now.

"Thank you" I said and leaned in to kiss his shoulder. I was scared to look him in the eyes now. I thought I might see anger or regret there. I kept my lips pressed against his warm skin and closed my eyes.

"Do you regret it?" I whispered. I figured it was better to get this out of the way as soon as possible. "Are you mad?"

He sighed deeply and I felt him turn his head to me.

"What? No, why would I be?" It felt as if a rock fell off my chest, as I heard him say that. "Bro, I told you already, we're fine. This won't change anything for me. Not for the worse anyway." He spoke calmly, almost too calmly. I couldn't believe he was handling it so well. And then I felt him lean in and kiss my head. "What about you? Are you ok?"

"Mhm" I nodded and raised my head, finally looking him in the eyes again. "Yes, I think so. I'm just relieved, I guess." I felt my eyes tear up a bit. Who would have thought I would be the one, that would need a time out.

"Hey, hey, are you sure, you're alright. I am sorry if I pushed too hard for this, I didn't mean to."

Damn it, he must have seen it. I took a deep breath, cleared my eyes and looked at him again.

"No man, you didn't. I'm okay, really, it's just... I've had a thing for you for a while, and so I was really scared that you would freak out right about now." His face softened again as I assured him things were fine. He didn't seem too shocked at my revelation that I was crushing on him.

"So really" I continued "If there's tears on my eyes it's happiness and relief... Or it's the pipe you were just shoving down my throat." I said jokingly, finally lightening the mood a bit.

"Okay." He said, and chuckled at my joke. "I really don't want to hurt you. I hope you know that."

"I do."

"That said, I really don't know if I can promise you anything more than what happens between us here, tonight." He said and placed a hand on my thigh as well. "I'm not saying, there can't be something else, or something more in the future, it's just, this is all a bit new to me, and I'd have to sit with myself and think about what it all means to me at some point." He was looking me deep in the eyes as he spoke, doing his best to lay things out clearly for me. He really didn't want to hurt me, but it seemed like he'd just realised how much damage he could actually do. "That thinking won't really happen tonight though. So... as I said whatever happens, nothing changes for me, but I know it might be harder for you, and that's why I have to ask. Are you sure you want me to fuck you? I know that I want to, but if you don't I'd rather stop. I don't want you to hurt, because of me."

I looked at him, so beautiful in the dim lighting of the room. His olive skin glistened lightly with sweat, his scent filled the room, his dark curls stood messy, falling over his forehead. He was right. Things were gonna be hard for me no matter how gently he navigated his exploration of whatever it was, that was happening between us.

"I do. I want you to fuck me." I said bluntly "And I promise to do my best not to change things between us either. As you said, not for the worse at least." I had to say it. All of this was as much my responsibility as it was his. It wasn't fair of me to put it all on him in the beginning.

"Now that that's all said and done," he said "how do you wanna do it?"

"Always the romantic." I teased and pushed my shoulder against his.

"Hey, you're the expert on anal here, I don't want my so called pipe to overwhelm you." He shot back.

"It's already too late for that" I said and leaned in, starting to kiss his shoulder again. This time though, I traced his shoulder up until I was kissing his neck, right beneath the earlobe.

"I've never done this before," I whispered in his ear before starting to suck on it. "but I think, I'd love it if we go bare. I wanna feel you, when you enter me." I whispered again and then kissed my way down his chin and neck, going down towards his chest. "Would you be ok with that?" I asked before dropping to my knees on the ground between his thighs and starting to suck on his nipples.

"Fuck." He moaned as his hands slid up my back. His right hand stopped at my neck, while his left one got buried in my hair as it pressed my head firmly against his pec. I made out with the muscle, worshiping it with my lips and tongue, sucking on and biting the nipple gently every now and then.

"Bare would be great." He moaned finally through gritted teeth. I felt his cock start to rise again, poking my stomach as blood slowly poured inside until it was full to bursting.

Pleased with the answer, I moaned as well as I started making my way further down his body. I kissed a path along his happy trail, until I had arrived at the prize I was already familiar with.

This time though, I went past it. I pushed him back down so that he was lying on the bed. His cock slapped heavily against his stomach, revealing for me his smoothly shaved balls. What a crime it was I paid so little attention to them before. On to repentance then.

I dove in and started licking them, coating them in my spit, before letting the left one slide between my lips and fall into my mouth. I slid my tongue around it, teasing the loose sack and swirling it around for a while, before allowing the other ball entrance as well.

His sack tasted sweaty and salty, just like his dick but the musky scent was even nicer here. I looked up but his head was rolled back, his fists gripping the sheets as I pleasured him once again.

As I sucked on his balls, I grabbed his dick with one hand and started stroking it. Precum was flowing out of his head steadily, almost like a river. I made sure it ran down his girthy shaft, making it wet and slick for my ass. After another minute or so, I let his balls slip out of my mouth gently and licked the length of his shaft, before taking him in my mouth again. I went to deepthroating him straight away, giving him no time to even comprehend what I was doing. I wanted him as slick and wet as possible, as soon as possible. I needed him inside of me.

"You're gonna drive me crazy" he groaned just before I felt a strong grip on my head and he pulled me off of his dick.

"I thought you said this was about me scratching your back, so why am I having all of the fun again?" He asked as he pulled me to my feet and then down on the bed. Before I knew it I was on my stomach, ass up and I felt his hands exploring my ass through my boxers. He squeezed my glutes  and kissed them through the fabric and then suddenly I heard a sharp noise, and realised he had thorn my underwear off. I feelt the warm air of the room hit my exposed hole, and then his fingers sliding over it.

"Time to reward you for your job well done." He said cockily and dove in. His tongue worked wonders on me. I was a moaning mess before he had worked on me long enough to slide a finger in, and by the time he did I was biting the sheets, trying to stay quiet. Granted, I really did love getting rimmed, but the fact that it was him, and that he was actually good at it, would have been enough to take me over the edge, if I wasn't consciously saving myself for what he had in store next.

I don't know how long he worked on me, or how many fingers he managed to squeeze in before I cried out:

"Bedside table... lube... please" and his almost arrogant laughter rang clear in our bedroom. I heard the cap open and then him squirting some on his fingers. He worked them into me, lubing my hole up generously and then he squirted more lube out on his dick.

"Lie on your back." I told him. "I want to ride you first, until I am used to your girth." 

He smiled at the comment about his size.

"That's fine by me." He answered as he got on his back, and put his hands behind his head, revealing those hairy pits again.

"Fucking hell.." I whispered under my breath as I straddled him "No going back now, Jer." I smiled at him nervously as I lined his cock with my hole and started pressing down gently. I leaned forward, and placed my hands on his meaty pecs, as I rocked up and down, gently teasing my hole with his cockhead. After a few moments, I finally pushed harder and felt his head pop in.

"Oh god.." we both moaned in the same breath. He was in.