This was a full blown, rock hard, could hammer a damn nail erection, and it was for Sophie. My best friend, what the actual fuck. And from the way she froze the second she came into contact with my crotch, I know for sure she felt it. I sure felt the way my dick slid between her ass cheeks, and I had to practically bite off my tongue to keep from groaning at the feeling. Clench my hands to keep from grabbing her hips and moving her over me just the way I wanted her to.
Except then I froze too, and Sophie rocketed off my lap like her ass was on fire and started carrying on about pictures of herself or something.
I truly have no idea what she said because I was too busy trying to put out the fire in my veins and remind my dick that it doesn’t get hard for Sophie because Sophie is our best friend. Fuck. No. Not my dick’s best friend. My best friend. Sophie and my dick are entirely unacquainted. Or at least they were, until last night. Goddammit.
So, yeah, it was weird and embarrassing, and weird and embarrassing tend to send me into either an anxiety spiral or a fit of babbling incoherence. It was by sheer force of will that I managed to avoid both of those things while I was sitting right in front of her.
Avoid, but not banish entirely, because both anxiety and embarrassment showed up right on schedule at three this morning. Anxiety that things with Sophie will be weird today because of what happened last night and catastrophizing that maybe ourfriendship is ruined forever. Even the thought of it has the fist around my spine tightening again and my heart speeding up, my hands opening and closing in rapid succession until I have to white-knuckle the countertop with my damp palms and force the breath in and out of my lungs to control the panic.
And aside from the anxiety of it all, there was the embarrassment that I’m twenty-six years old and should be able to control my dick. Especially when my best friend is sitting on top of it.
Fuck. My best friend sat on my dick. There’s a non-zero chance I never get over that.
The buzz of my phone interrupts my mental spiral.
Shit.
I forgot I was mid-conversation.
ChaosQueen
You still there? Did the question trip you up?
RenegadeRush
Sorry, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night and I spaced for a second.
ChaosQueen
You and me both, football guy.
RenegadeRush
Oh yeah? What kept you up?
ChaosQueen
*waves hands everywhere*
It was just one of those nights. You?
RenegadeRush
My most embarrassing moment, actually.
ChaosQueen
Well, that’s convenient.
RenegadeRush
I’m not so sure that’s true. This one might be a moment that has to live solely in my head. It’s too weird to share.
ChaosQueen
Idk football guy. I think the rules of the game are that you have to answer the question that’s asked.
RenegadeRush
