The next day I struggled to focus. I work for a recruitment company, and it was a busy day, but I kept thinking about sexting with Lucas last night. There was no way I could go to his, but it was bad enough that we had that horny chat, and he’s sucked me off twice. He’s my boyfriend’s friend, what the fuck was I thinking?
At lunch I checked my messages and there was one from Dan saying he was thinking of me. I replied saying I was thinking of him too.
And there was a message on Instagram…from Lucas.
LUCAS: So, you coming over tonight?
I needed to put an end to this.
SAM: No Lucas. I can’t do that to Dan
I put my phone away, not expecting a reply but then I saw one pop up.
LUCAS: I get it, but we at least need to talk. You owe me that after I sucked your cock twice
Fuck. I guess he was right. If I can talk to him and get this all put behind us, then I can forget it ever happened and focus on my relationshop with Dan. I really didn’t want Lucas to say anything, so I needed to tread carefully.
SAM: Ok. But only to talk then we are done. Nothing else Lucas
LUCAS: It’s cool I get it Sam. I’ll message you my address, come over after work
Lucas then sent over his address. It wasn’t too far. I messaged Dan to say I had to work late so would stay at my place tonight. We didn’t live together yet, but I spent most my time round his place. But if I was working late, I would stay at mine, so he wouldn’t suspect anything.
I tried to get some work done after lunch, but I was so nervous about going to see Lucas. I kept telling myself it was the right thing to do; I had to see him in order to put a stop to all this and make sure he didn’t say anything. Yes, it was the right thing to do.
I finished work a little early and headed to Lucas’s place.
The whole journey over my stomach was in knots.
Lucas lived in an apartment building not too far from my place, so it was easy to get to as most the journey was my normal commute home.
I found his building and buzzed his flat number. The door released and I took the lift. As I got out on his floor I stopped, this was my chance to go back, to not do this and just go home. Take my chances that Lucas wouldn’t say anything or if he did Dan would forgive me, I could stop this now.
But I didn’t turn back. I walked down the corridor to his flat and knocked on the door, telling myself the whole way that this was just a conversation and nothing more.
Lucas opened the door; he was standing in a small low cut tank top and a jock strap.
Fuck.
“Lucas, I told you…” I started to say, annoyed that he was half dressed when this was just supposed to be a chat.
“Don’t be pissy, I didn’t expect you so early, I was just getting changed! Come in and I’ll put some clothes on, I promise” he said smiling.
He opened the door fully for me to come in, I walked into his flat. He told me to take my shoes off, so I did, then I followed him into the living room. His bare ass in front of me in his sexy little jock.
It was a small flat but nice, he had artwork on the walls and some plants decorating it. A corner sofa was in the middle with a tv on one wall.
“Grab a seat and I’ll go put some shorts on. Unless you want me to stay like this?” he said, and he bent over slightly showing his ass.
Fucking hell he has a hot ass.
“Lucas I only came to talk” I said. He was really testing me.
“Urgh boring, fine, I’ll put some clothes on” he said as he left the room.
I checked my phone and there was a message from Dan.
DAN: Hope works ok xx
Fuck I shouldn’t be here. I felt so bad.
Some music came on in the flat. Then Lucas came back into the room holding a bottle of wine and two glasses, now wearing some tiny shorts that barely covered his ass. Not sure that counts as putting clothes on.
“Lucas let’s just talk, then I need to go” I said, trying to sound annoyed.
“Oh, come on! We might as well have a drink while we talk. Remember Dan did want us to get on better” Lucas said, clearly trying to sound innocent.
“I am sure he didn’t mean like this” I shot back.
“You mean me sucking your cock twice, then sexting each other?” Lucas said back as he handed me a glass of wine he had just poured and sat very close next to me on the sofa.
That made my dick twitch, fuck.
“Yeah. Not like that” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
“Ok let’s talk Sam. If you’re worried, I am not going to say anything, I’m not. Dan is my friend, and I don’t see the need to hurt him” Lucas said, sounding sincere.
Lucas started stroking my leg.
“And the first time you didn’t know it was me, you just thought you were getting an insanely good blowjob from a hot stranger” Lucas teased.
“Insanely good blow job?” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You trying to say it wasn’t? I heard your moans” Lucas said as he kept stroking my leg.
I was getting a semi; he looked so hot in his tight shorts and tank top. I took a large swig of my wine.
“You know it was good. But this has to stop, it was a mistake. I’m with Dan and I don’t want to hurt him” I said, trying to sound firm.
“I agree” Lucas replied.
I was a bit surprised, I thought he might push back more, but he was still stroking my leg, and I hadn’t stopped him.
“You do? Well good” I said.
“Yes. We should stop,” he leaned closer to me, his hand travelled up my leg towards my crotch, “but as you’re here, and we’ve already done it, what harm would one last blow job be?” he then smiled up at me seductively.
“Lucas I can’t…” I said, struggling to sound like I meant it.
His hand reached my crotch, and he squeezed my hardening cock through my trousers.
“I know you want it Sam” he said, and he undid my belt and then unzipped my trousers.
I should have stopped him. But I just let him reach his hand in and take hold of my cock.
I knew there was no stopping this now…
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