Even though Errol just gave me the most eager, ego-inflating blowjob of my life, I’m pretty sure I could get off again without much effort. Why is my body suddenly responding like this? Did something about him change? Or did I?
Errol interrupts my thoughts when he abruptly climbs on top of me, straddling me like he did in the truck earlier. I’m grateful for the distraction when runs his nose up the side of my neck and buries it in my hair with a hum of pleasure. “You smell so good,” he mumbles.
That is statistically impossible, but with post-orgasm endorphins still flooding my brain, I’m not about to argue. I turn my head and press my lips against the hair over Errol’s ear. “You look hot. I want to make you feel good. If you’re not just turningme down because you think I’ll give a terrible blowjob, will you at least let me try?”
Errol straightens back up. “I got just as sweaty as you did today.”
I shrug. “I mean, you can’t be any worse than I was, and you didn’t mind that, right? So would you let me?”
He studies me in silence for another few seconds before his face relaxes. “OK, Stud. If you really want to, I’d like that.”
14
AARYN
Ikind of got an inkling of what I’d be in for when I saw it in his panties, but it doesn’t fully register until they’re off and I’m on the floor kneeling between his spread legs.
Holy fuck. Errol ishung.
“What?” He looks from my wide eyes to his cock and back. A bashful smile creeps onto his face. “Is it… OK?”
I bark out a laugh, feeling my face blaze as I blurt out, “There’s no way I’m going to get that whole thing in my mouth!”
It dawns on me that part of the reason it looks intimidatingly large is the absence of any hair around it. “You shave everything?”
“Yeah,” he shrugs. “Just like it better that way.”
I’ve never touched a dick that wasn’t mine before. A nervous chuckle catches in my throat, and I wind up coughing. When I can breathe again, I glance up at Errol, trying to hide my trepidation as I wrap my hand around the base of his cock.
I haven’t felt this inexperienced since I was a virgin. No, scratch that —not even then. Even though I know Errol won’t make fun of me if I have absolutely no dick-sucking talent, I sure as hell never expected to be in this position, with his smoothballs in my face and his big cock already leaking precum when I squeeze it.
He makes a sound of encouragement at that. “You’re going to make me feel so good, Stud. I know you are,” he croons, running his fingers lightly down my cheek.
My brain is so confused right now. “You keep calling mestud,” I mumble. “Are you making fun of me?”
Errol looks distressed. “Not at all! I’m sorry. I thought you liked it. I’ll stop —it’s not —”
“No!” I cut him off. “I do like it, but it’s just — I’mnota stud. Not even close.”
Errol’s expression is soft as he looks at me. “You mean like I’m not sexy, or hot, or anythingyou’vesaid aboutme?” I don’t have a good comeback, so I just frown at him.
Errol’s hand comes back to my face. “Listen, Ran — you don’t have to do this today. Or ever, I mean. But definitely not today.”
I shake my head. “No, no — Iwantto. Really.”
The way Errol’s eyes are glowing makes my belly tighten and flip-flop at the same time. No question: My best friend is head-over-heels in love with me.
I just hope he doesn’t think I give a terrible blowjob.
15
ERROL
Seeing Ran kneeling between my legs, his expression alternating between eager and anxious, sends a swell of warmth into my heart —and a pulse of heat into my cock.
I’d say it’s even better than I imagined, but honestly… I never imagined this. Even though I fantasized in electric, dick-hardening detail about kissing Ran, blowing him, lavishing my tongue on his cock, balls, asshole and every sliver of skin in between, I’d never thought abouthimblowingme.
The anxiety in his hazel eyes taps a vein of emotion inside me. He’s nervous because he wants to pleaseme, because he wants to makemehappy. I push that thought out of my mind because it’s too much. I’m going to get emotional and choke up, and then he’ll definitely think he’s doing something wrong.
