Believe me, I'm Gay! E23 | My best friend's dick always find its way into my ass
Everyone is over the age of 18
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I just felt really stupid, you know. Like, what did I expect to happen? I ask my straight best friend to help me explore a little bit and he's going to magically fall in love with me? Well, it turns out my hole is in fact not Wonderland.
Kai would laugh at that joke.
Of course, I have always had a thing for Kai. You know, in reflection, he kind of built the model for my type of man growing up. He's handsome, he's funny and he's nice to me. Yeah, those are pretty much my 3 requirements for my Prince Charming.
If I were to be honest, I'd say I have always had a little gay fantasy of him in the back of my mind. And that fantasy has come true in the last little while, so I don't even logically blame myself for falling for him.
Yeah, just that one little problem: heterosexuality.
And why should he or why would Kai choose me when his future is basically written in every script in the world? He's going to marry a beautiful girl, and they're going to have beautiful offspring and then maybe buy a boat to vacation on.
Where am I in this script? Probably refreshing his Instagram to see him shirtless on that boat. I'm 95 percent sure he's gonna be a really sexy silver fox.
Stop.
That's what the night felt like. My imagination would go wild, and I'd feel a bunch of sadness but also happiness for him? And then I'd tell myself to stop. Then, it would restart subtly, like I would find myself in the middle of an imagined scenario as if it was a dream starting.
This continued onto the next day, and it was driving me crazy. To block it all out, I opened up Grindr again.
“Hey”
“Hey looking?”
“Hey now?”
I had so many messages going that I couldn't even follow the conversations properly. It was just a mindless exchange of dick and ass pics.
There was one guy though that persisted when I didn't respond back.
“I'm free now,” he said. I liked that he was around my age, and he has dark hair, so there was no resemblance to Kai. “Rudgers building.”
“Okay, be there soon.”
Kai is going to be disappointed if he finds out. He said no more random guys’ loads.
He doesn't love you, Miles. He never will.
Maybe he's right about getting a haircut though. No matter how I try to style it, the bangs just fall right back on my face. I think just the cut makes any product useless against it.
“You coming?” the guy texts.
“Yeah, in a minute,” I text back. I hate the shirt I'm wearing but it's already the one that I feel like isn't giving “dork” or is maybe giving “fuckable bottom.”
Alright, whatever. I stop looking at myself and head towards the door.
It's just a fuck.
“Whoa!” I cry out in a startle as I jump back from the figure standing outside my door.
“Sorry!” Kai holds his hands up, and my eyes dart to a large paper sack in his right hand. “I come in peace!”
“Oh my god!” I slap him in the chest. “You almost gave me a heart attack!”
“My bad, dude. Have some heart-friendly burgers and fries?” He holds out the brown bag and the smell of our favourite burgers wafts over to me.
It's so unfair how cute he is.
“You about to head out?”
“Yeah.” I feel like I've been caught doing something I shouldn't have. Which is true, I literally made a promise to him that I wouldn’t be doing this anymore.
But…I can’t keep that promise. Not anymore.
“Looks good.” Kai’s eyes scan up to my attempted hairstyle. His arm drops to his side. “Did you want this? It's double patty.”
“Yeah yeah, come in.” I step aside.
“You sure?” His dejected expression brightens up again, and he sort of makes his way in without further confirmation. “I thought you might have forgotten to eat.”
True. I open Grindr again and quickly text a message. “Sorry, something came up.” I literally watch in real time as he blocks me. What a wonderful sense of community this is.
“Hey, dude. I mean, Miles,” Kai says. “About the other day…”
“No, it's okay, I shouldn't have said that,” I say.
“That's not what I was going to say.” He puts down the bag on my desk. “I was going to say… fuck… now I don't know. You've been crying?” He organizes the tissues that I forgot to throw away. “Man, don't cry over me.”
Like I can help it.
I'm not a slow person. I can hear the speech coming. It probably starts with, “you're awesome, but I don't like you like that.” Or maybe, it'll be more like, “this is just my college experimental phase.”
“Miles.” He extends a hand to me and I take it. Reeling me in, he then holds my head with both hands. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
“I don't like it when you cry.”
His face starts to get a little wavy again.
“Almost as much as I don't like this hair? You put glue in it or something?”
“Shut up.” I knock my fist against his chest lightly, and his two thumbs swipe the tear droplets off my cheeks.
“Are you mad at me?” Kai asks softly.
“No, it's not your fault.”
“I'm still sorry.” He shakes out my bangs so they fall more naturally. “I don’t know how to say what I want to say.”
“You could sing it.”
“Asshole,” Kai chuckles. Then, his lips touch mine, gently sucking once before he separates. “Does that feel weirdly good to you too?”
“I don't know about weirdly.” My clenched hand relaxes on his chest, and I feel the shape of his left pec. “If you haven't noticed, I am pretty much 100 percent certified homo now. So kissing the male species is kind of part of my typical behaviour.”
“Especially ones with beards?”
I giggle and he pounces to suck on my bottom lip.
That was hot as it was, but it was the way his hands went down to my hips and grabbed them tightly that changed the whole mood for me.
“And so is it weird for me to like this?” Kai breathes in my mouth. Our lips and tongue battle in the midst of our conversation, each movement teasing the next. “As a card holding heterosexual.”
“You're going to have to talk to the manager of the gay club. Ah!” I gasp as he lifts one of my legs and I wrap the other one around him, allowing him to lift me fully. We kiss and then I land on my bed, watching Kai take off his shirt. “Wow.”
“Take it off.” He props my ankles on his shoulders and I lift my hips for him to pull my pants and underwear down. “Were you about to get fucked by someone?”
“Yeah. Oh…holy shit, Kai!” My clothes are ripped off my ankles and now my calves are on his shoulder.
His dick feels like a battering ram.
“Can I?” Kai kisses me again, his lips trembling with desire.
“Yeah… ohhHh…OHHh…”
“Oh fuck…fuck…fuck…” My best friend shivers as he pierces into me. “Fuck…fuck…” he whispers between each kiss.
“Oh…oh…” I whine at the dominant man opening me up gently but assertively. Each hump has a purpose of widening my hole, as well as a selfish intent of pleasure.
“I missed you,” Kai says.
“I missed you too,” I say.
“Fuck…” Kai sits back on his knees, his strong hands holding my ankles. “At what point do I lose my straight membership?” He watches his dick go in and out of my hole. “Fuck…”
“I … oh…” He wraps his hand around my cock. “Hold on… wait…”
“I'm close too.” Kai’s face twists in immeasurable pleasure. “Oh god, you're always so tight.”
“I'm really close,” I warn him. His ravenous appetite for me is making me insanely turned on. I grab onto his wrist to slow his stroking down.
“Me too. Oh fuck, can I cum?”
“Already?”
“Yeah, oh fuck. Okay, I'm going to cum.” His wrist breaks free of my grip and he jerks me off quickly.
“Oh!” I rope a shot into my chest. “Fuck…”
“I'm cumming!”
I spread my legs, giving him the room to lean forward and I grab on to his neck so I can kiss him.
“Ah!”
CUM
IN
ME!
“AhHh!’ Kai moans into my mouth, and his hot breath sears my nose as I bite his bottom lip. “AhHh..ahHh…” His body pushes powerfully into me. “AhHh…ahh…ahh…ahh…”
“Mmm…” I moan as my cum drips off my abs.
“Sorry… fuck…that needed to cum out,” Kai groans, still trying to dig his way deeper into me. “Fuck, that’s so good.”
“You know, maybe you’re bi,” I pant.
“Is that being vers for straight people?”
I had to laugh even though I wanted to kiss him more.
“Can we hang out tonight?” Kai buries his head to the side of me. I can see that he's not ready to pull out yet. “We should talk.”