Believe me, I'm Gay! E12 | I'm starting to get used to getting fucked by my best friend...

Everyone is over the age of 18

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I hadn't considered myself to be a messy guy. For real, you should see some of the other guys’ dorm rooms. The first week on campus was all parties, and let's just say that some of them never caught up on the cleaning afterwards. I 100 percent keep my shoes on if I ever need to stop by someone's room. 

I'm also neater than Kai. His thing is laundry. He himself is never dirty, but he's adopted this strategy of buying new socks more often than he washes the old ones. He says that after two weeks, he’d rather just throw them away. That’s why we mostly hang out in my room. 

And Kai is here pretty much at some point everyday, so there is no real reason I should feel ashamed about the state of my room. 

But I do? Knowing that he's coming over to fuck me later made me realize how much junk I had laying around. I spent a good part of an hour throwing stuff away and making my bed, but it just looks blah. 

Oh yeah, he’s coming to fuck me. Or, at least that's what we said yesterday. I wanted to get creampied and he's the only one I trust to do it. 

Actually, I’m ravenous enough to feel jizz drip out of my ass that I would find a rando on the internet to do it. It was Kai that didn't approve. I can agree that it's not the safest thing to do, but… 

I just need someone to cum in my ass.

I am glad that my best friend said yes. It'll be just my second time bottoming ever and as much as I want the ending result, I'm actually really anxious about the middle part of it all. Grindr guys are scary as fuck. 

“Alright, good enough,” I say to myself as I shove the rest of my clothes into the drawers. Then, I text Kai to see where he's at. To be honest, I'm also worried that he's going to cancel. 

If I were straight… I wouldn't want to fuck my gay friend’s ass, probably? 

“Finishing a run then have to shower,” he responds.

I don't know. I could analyze that sort of text for hours. Like, if he was excited, maybe he would have some exclamation marks? But why would he be excited? He's straight. He's just doing it for me. 

I do have a little bit of an addiction to the app now. Call it window shopping, I guess, except the salespeople say “hey looking?” instead of “how's it going?” 

They always ask for more pictures, but I don't have any besides the ones Kai took of my ass. Those are really popular, but the headless men want more. 

While I was waiting for Kai, I modeled some of my underwear in the closet mirror. None of my underwear is sexy. It's mostly just… the same thing in 3 different colours? I think the blue one looks the best on me 

Oh, he needed porn to get hard last time.

In the pair of blue boxer-briefs, I go through my tablet history and put on the same video as last time. It worked, so why not again? Then, I go back to trying to make my ass look better in the mirror. Like going back to the fridge and seeing if anything has changed, I guess.

I must have taken 60 pictures on my phone in that position. Even my damn back started hurting from twisting and arching. After that, I took the underwear off because I thought it was ruining the picture. 

So, I was just in a t-shirt when Kai came in the door. 

“Very handy that I have my own key now,” he says, jingling the lanyard as he comes in. “Uh…” My best friend looks at me covering my crotch. “Welcome home, honey?” 

“Close the door!” I hiss. “Why do you have …” I pause when I remember I gave him the spare key in case the DL married guy was actually a murderer. 

“You know, foreplay is a thing, dude,” Kai chuckles, making a joke of opening the door super wide to expose my bare ass before closing it. “It's not just bang bang bang.” He shoves his index finger into a hole. “Wait, you said I’m 3 fingers right?” Kai adds his middle and ring finger. 

“God, I should've never told you that.” 

He's wearing a campus hoodie, along with black shorts. Kai steps behind me in the mirror, and notices the phone in my hand. 

“Taking ass pics again?” 

He smells fantastic. Just out of the shower with freshly applied deodorant that is a little minty. Maybe not mint? Really fresh in any case. 

“You should do it now while your cheeks are so red.” I look at his reflection as he peeks down at my ass. 

“I already took a lot.” I inhale his scent. I'm still covering my crotch with one hand, but now it's a moot point because it's bigger than what my fingers can hide. 

“Let's see, dude.” Kai lifts my hand with the phone in it and peers over my shoulder. “It's not bad. But the position is kinda making you look a little girly. Do gay guys like that?” 

“I don't know.” I shrug. The temptation gets to me and I tilt my head to the right just enough to feel his light scruff on my face. 

“If I were you,” Kai turns his head, directly scratching me with his face, “I would do it straight on. You've got some muscle down there so that would show it off.” 

“Uh huh.” The being turned on feeling elevates my breathing. I know I'm not being even discreet anymore about being horny for his facial hair. He knows it for sure. I tilt my head back, and he rubs his chin onto my neck. 

Oh god…

I let my hand “covering” my crotch fall to the side. It rises in the reflection of the mirror, twitching and ticking its way up. 

“The mirror is a good touch though. I'll show you what I mean.” Kai turns me around, and I press my chest against his. 

Fuck…

“Yeah, you're happy to see me, dude, I get it,” he says with a small laugh in my ear. “Clench. Harder. Thereeee we go.” 

He smells so good. 

“I think your market is going to like this better.”

I couldn't care less about looking at the picture. I put my chin on his shoulder, and huff his clean fresh scent in. It has to taste as good as it smells. I turn my head slightly and touch my lips to the nape of his neck. 

“Dude, you're really bricked up.” 

My lips part just enough to take in a bit of his skin, and I leave a small peck on it.

Is that…okay? 

“Were you watching porn before I came?” Kai asks.

I can feel his heartbeat through our clothes. It wasn't noticeable at first, but it's getting faster as I give his neck small sucks. 

“It's for you.” My hands give into temptation too and grab his waist. I go inside his hoodie as soon as possible and grope his tight muscles. 

“Nice customer service,” Kai says. His pecs are delicious to touch, but what's even better is that heartbeat. “Just missing a glass of wine or… okay, dude!” I interrupt him by shoving my hand in his shorts.

No underwear. 

It’s still soft, but he’s quickly reacting to my grip. I jerk it as I kiss his neck, my hunger powered by the blood pumping into his meat. 

“You want this cock?” 

“Oh…” I moan loudly as his chin prickles my earlobe. I pull his shorts down. His hands grip my asscheeks so tight that I have to groan in a little bit of pain. 

“You want to get fucked again, Miles?” The right hand leaves my ass, and then returns a second later in my crack with a wet finger.

“Yeah…” I whine, sucking on his neck. I touch his ass too, which I'm sure is nicer than mine.

“And what do you want this time?” Kai’s cock flexes in my hand in response to my strokes. 

“I want you to cum in me,” I moan as his finger massages my hole. 

“You're looser than last time,” he says. “You really do have a nice ass, dude. Better than most girls.” He jiggles my left cheek, clearly looking in the mirror at it. 

“Fuck me until you cum,” I say into his ear. “Ah!” His finger goes inside me. 

“You should learn to beg. Every guy likes that.” He pushes his hard-on into my fist.