“One time, and I had to wash my dick in vodka and wear three condoms,” he joked.
“Woah, hold on.”
His mouth parted, and my eyes flicked back to the screen. We’d been so wrapped up in each other we’d missed some key plot points in this porn. The chick was now wearing a strap-on cock and dumping lube onto the man’s ass. She lubricatedthe rubber dick and then teased his bleached ring before slowly pressing the strap-on inside him.
He groaned with pleasure, and my cock rose like it was me in the movie.
“You ever wonder about that?” Swayze asked.
“Wonder about what?” I settled back in, jerking myself off. I was slow, teasing myself. I wasn’t sure if I was meant to come by this or if it’d be embarrassing.
“What it’d be like to take a cock up the ass.”
“I mean, who hasn’t?” I asked nervously, hiding behind my sarcasm. “I sure as hell would like to try anal more.”
I’d only done it once, with a German foreign exchange student named Amalia. She was pretty and let me do just about anything I wanted to her, but she went back after last year.
Swayze stood and came over to the bed. I didn’t know what to do, so I let him take the lead. He crawled onto the bed and pushed my legs open. He stretched over me, his lips connecting with mine for the first time since that night at the cemetery.
“I don’t want to keep doing this, avoiding the obvious,” he said, pulling back. “I think you’re fucking hot.”
I grinned and reached for him to pull him back. I kissed him and rolled him over so I could be on top. Our hardened cocks pressed against each other through our clothes. The friction as our tongues danced caused my cock to strain and weep inside my sweats. I reached down, massaging my cock and brushing against his. He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his dick.
“Touch me.”
My hunger took over, and I stopped kissing him to move down, pulling his cock from his shorts. I went straight for gold, taking his dick into my mouth. He was warm and my need to taste him was only spurred on by the feel of him. I ran my tongue along every vein, ridge, and inch of him, savoring it all.
Swayze pushed my head down, making me take him all the way to the base. I relaxed my throat and kept going, sucking, and playing with his balls until he began to moan.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered.
I reached down, pulling out my cock and began to jerk it as I sucked. His pre-cum dripped into my mouth and I lapped at the tip. That last little flick of my tongue did him over, and he let out a deep groan and pushed me down. His cum exploded into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat in hot spurts. I swallowed it eagerly, and when he was done,I sat up.
“Holy shit…” He blinked. “That’s the best blow job I’ve ever had.”
“Yeah?” I chuckled.
“What do you want?”
I looked down at my cock. I wanted to come. I was too high off sucking my best friend off to care how it happened.
“Do you have lube?” he asked, reaching into my side drawer. He pulled out the bottle I’d used with Amalia.
“You’re not shoving your soft dick up my ass.” I looked at his shorts.
“I’m not.” He stood. “I’m going to clean myself up. You should too.” He left the room,and I sat there, too stunned to speak for a moment. Was he… Were we…?
When he returned, he stripped down and handed me the lube. “I want you to fuck me.”
I blinked and hurried to take my clothes off too. “I don’t want to pretend I’m not into this,” I said carefully. If we were going to go through with this, I wasn’t hiding who I was.
“Me either. That means…”
“We’re bi?” I tested the word. It sounded right. I loved pussy, but I also loved Swayze. And as I rubbed lube over my hard cock, I knew I needed to be inside him.
“Yeah. Bi.” Swayze nodded and climbed onto the bed. We stared at each other for a long time and then I joined him with a grin.
“Hell yeah, man. Let’s gooo.”
