I Love Him, But…part 3
By EdIam
So there I was, standing buck naked in my heterosexual roommate and best friend’s bedroom with more confidence than I’d ever had, lustily staring down upon the most beautiful man I’d ever known. I couldn’t help but picture us frozen in time in this exact moment; as if we were statues. Ryan, who was cupping my balls, holding my shaft, and staring breathlessly at my throbbing cock, was picturing anything and everything he could do to stay near my cock. He obviously wanted nothing more than to be surrounded by my cock, feeling my cock on every part of his body. And so there we were, each enjoying the most wonderful blessing either of us had ever received.
And, for the life of me, at that moment, despite all the sexy thoughts invading my brain, I just wanted to watch my dream guy satiate over my dick. I mean, for years, all I’d wanted was him, body and soul. And here he was, literally drooling over my penis! I glanced at the clock: a little after 9. Oh, where to start! I closed my eyes and just lost myself in the feeling of Ryan lovingly holding my dick.
But suddenly, I felt wetness on the tip of my cock. Snapping back to the situation at hand, I looked down at my cock obsessed friend and saw him tentatively sticking his tongue out a fraction of an inch to taste the rock hard prize before him. As the smile spread even wider upon my face, I watched my straight friend relax and extend his tongue out a little farther, testing his own limitations. His tongue connected with a small dollop of pre resting on the underside of the purple mushroom head. Tasting the saltiness, Ryan sucked his tongue back in, not knowing how to react to the sudden invasion of taste within his mouth.
I could see the cogs turning in his brain. Here, before him, was the greatest thing he’d ever seen. More beautiful than anything he could have possibly imagined. This glorious object was making him drunk with lust. And this slightly sweet, salty liquid came from the small beautiful hole on the end of the glorious thing. Obviously, this was a gift from the gorgeous treasure! Ryan had to have more.
Without a moments hesitation, Ryan lunged forward and put the whole head of my cock in his mouth. I could feel him rolling his tongue all around, trying to get any and every part of it thoroughly licked and clean. There could be no remnants of the wonderful treat his favorite thing was gifting him.
I was in heaven. I allowed my head to roll back and my eyes to close. The bliss was unbearable. The feelings were indescribable. If you’ve ever been in love with guy for years and you were lucky enough to have him sucking on your dick, you know what I’m talking about. There was literally nothing better in the world than what was happening right now.
I put my hands on his dark hair and started to stroke as he began trying to shove my ramrod straight, stiff cock deeper and deeper into his throat. It was as if he wanted to swallow it! I couldn’t help but thinking he just wanted it inside him, any way he could. I looked down at him while he grunted and groaned in pleasure. Stroking his soft, matted hair lovingly, I smiled as he became more and more lost in the joy he received from giving me a blow job. Sure, he probably didn’t even realize it was a penis in his mouth. He just knew that the greatest thing in the world was within him and he couldn’t be any luckier than he was right now.
“Ryan?” I asked.
He was so lost in pure bliss, he didn’t even seem to hear me. Not that I minded all that much. At this point, he was deepthroating me. I could feel his sexy stubble rubbing against the sides of my legs as he choked and suffocated on my thick monster. He clearly didn’t want even a moment without his prize stuffing his throat full! But I had other plans and he was like a dog in heat! I wouldn’t have been surprised if he had literally stopped breathing because it was more important to have my dick down his throat!
I put the Megawave back up to my mouth and said, “Ryan, stop what you’re doing and look up at me.” Without taking the cock out of his throat, he looked up at me with his deep green eyes. He was like a puppy, his eyes pleading with me to allow him just a bit more time with his toy. I giggled to myself a little and said, “Ryan, while you still love my cock, it isn’t your whole world. We’re still best friends and you will revert to your normal self. We are just friends who happen to love one another’s cocks.”
After I finished my sentence, I was surprised to find that Ryan didn’t stand up and continue on his way. He just kept right on sucking me off! But now, instead of gorging himself upon an addiction, he was slowly and meticulously ensuring my pleasure. He very enticingly slowed his pace and stopped at the tip every now and again, just to focus his tongue upon the mushroom head, knowing full well that it would drive me wild. He pulled away for one second to ask, “Do you like that, buddy?”
“Are you kidding!” I exclaimed.
Shoving himself back onto my dick, he quickened his pace. Unable to hold it in any longer knowing that here was my friend as I knew him completely, giving me a casual blow job; because in his mind, that’s what we did as friends.
I shot my load deep within his mouth and he drank it up. Shot after shot spewed from my cock as he held is head patiently waiting for me to finish. After what seemed like an hour of pure pleasure, I finished and Ryan unattached himself from my cock, stood up, and smiled. “Damn, Rob. I didn’t think a man could cum that much! Next time though, warn me, dude. I don’t want to drink your semen. A bj here and there is fine, but it’s a little gay to drink your cum.”
“No problem, friend,” I replied with a slight pant and devilish grin. “Whenever you feel up to blowing me again just let me know.”
He smiled at me and stared. In my perverted mind, all I could think of was turning him into my sex slave right this instant. But as he stared and stared, I got a little confused. What in the hell was he waiting for?
“Um, Ryan? Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Seriously, Rob? Are you going to be rude?”
What in God’s name was he talking about?
“Rob, what would be the polite thing to do after I just blew you?”
Oh my sweet living hell! In Ryan’s mind, a blow job given meant a blow job received. I couldn’t believe his thought process, even though I had created it. Here was my completely heterosexual roommate who was in a committed and happy relationship telling me that it’s only right that I give him a blow job.
“Are you serious?” I blurted out, horny beyond belief.
“Of course, man. I treated you, now you treat me,” he calmly stated as he sat down on the edge of his bed.
Ok, I thought. Here’s the moment of truth. I’m actually going to stick the love of my life’s cock in my mouth. Something I’d wanted for as long as I’d known him was about to happen and despite giving up on that dream years ago, here it was.
I very slowly edged towards Ryan and stood before him. Dropping to my knees, I looked at his package one last time before the first taste. Soft now (I realized making him Ryan again meant blowing me wasn’t quite as big a turn on as it had been), I gripped the base of his shaft and lifted up his member. His hairy balls stirred as I picked up his slowly hardening penis. I stroked it once and felt him stir just a bit as the penis elongated in my hand. Feeling the friction of skin sliding across my skin as it grew and grew, the emptiness in my throat suddenly felt bottomless. His cock started to bend slightly to left as I started my fantasy brought to life.
Starting with his bulbous head, I surrounded it with my lips and tasted him for the first time. He tasted clean, yet sweaty, manly, and wonderful on my tongue. A feeling of pure lust swept down my spine knowing that his cock was willingly, on his own request, in his gay best friends mouth. I licked at the head a bit, getting a feel for it. It really was the biggest cock I’d worked with up to now. The head was one of those that bulged out the sides farther than most, allowing it to be the perfect fit to just suckle on. Easily wrapping my mouth around it, ignoring his long shaft for the moment, I felt at home. Like this was where I’d always meant to be.
Pulling away from his head for a moment, I took in his entire cock. This was the holy grail of my fantasies. I’d always wondered what his cock would look like. I never imagined it would be the 8 ½ behemoth before me. As I had done before, I stroked it a couple times, adoring the feeling of just holding his manhood. Feeling the tightness of the flesh. Feeling the heat seep between my fingertips. Feeling the veins slightly shift at every stroke, which caused me to notice that vein on the underside that had made me so hungry for his cock the night before. Leaning in, I stuck my head underneath his shaft, feeling that now familiar warm heat radiating from him, smelling deeply the musky manliness of his forbidden area, I stuck my tongue out and placed it on the base of his cock, right where it met with the scrotum. Teasingly lapping at the very edge of his hairy balls, I slowly traced his vein with the tip of my tongue, feeling his heartbeat through the shaft.
“Oh, God, Rob. I love what you’re doing there.”
Feeling his cock harder even more than I thought was possible, I smiled internally knowing that his favorite spot to be pleasured on his cock happened to be my favorite spot on his cock. This has to be fate, I thought to myself.
His cock throbbed with excitement as I brought myself closer and closer to his head again. Lost in his cock almost as much as he had been when I’d made mine his obsession, I realized that this was actually mine. Ryan’s cock was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
As I continued to blow him, we both heard the front door open from the living room. In a shock, I pulled myself from Ryan and stood up hastily.
“Hello? Ryan? Rob?” I heard Kyra yell from the living room.
Oh great, I thought. Now I’m just going to have to make her go home again with my Megawave. She really was starting to get on my nerves. Barging in here whenever she wanted and ruining my sexual bliss.
“I’m in my room, sweetheart! Rob, get back down here, you’re not done,” he teased at me.
“Ryan, dude, we have to get our clothes back…” I started to say as I scrambled to put my underwear back on. But before I could finish my sentence, Kyra stormed into the bedroom.
“Kyra, look. I can explain!” I said, pulling my underwear up quickly and reaching out for my Megawave.
“Explain what? I’m sorry to barge over here like this, but Ryan, I got your text. Did you forget that my father was coming tonight? You promised me like three weeks ago that you’d go out and meet him.”
I couldn’t believe it. Why wasn’t she freaking out? Here I am, in my underwear, in her boyfriend’s room hanging out with him naked and hard as a rock. And then it hit me. Last night! I’d told her that it was normal for Ryan to be naked and hard!
“I’m sorry, Rob. Could you give us a moment, it’s a little bizarre you standing here in your underwear while I’m trying to chat with my boyfriend,” Kyra politely yet firmly requested.
“Actually, Kyra, Rob was just treating me to a blow job. So, why don’t you talk to me while he’s blowing me?”
Now the real anger resurfaced.
“What?!”
Before she could go on her tirade, I Megawaved her, “Kyra, from now on, whatever Ryan or I tell you, you believe. You whole heartedly allow whatever we say to you to be truth and reality,” I pulled the Megawave down and said, rather blandly, “I think Ryan’s right, Kyra. You should just chat while I blow him.”
She processed it for a moment, “Ok, I suppose that sounds fair.”
My horniness just shot through the roof. I was going to blow Ryan while he chatted with his girlfriend, who was completely ok with what was going on!
Hurrying back to my eagerly awaiting friend’s cock, I launched myself full force back onto his still hot and hard tool. Diving right into the best deep throat I could handle, I curved my head around his ivory pole and listened to the fight between girlfriend and boyfriend begin.
“Ryan, you always do this. I tell you about some big important thing, remind you of it daily, and still you forget.”
“I’m sorry, babe. I really am. It just slipped my mind. I have a lot going on right…oh God…now.”
I pulled his cock out and begin licking his stirring testicles while stroking his pulsating cock in my right hand as Kyra said, “I know you have a lot going on, Ryan. But this isn’t just a dinner out or a simple request to meet up. This is,” Ryan let out a moan, “,my father. And it’s the first time you’ve ever met him! This is really important to me. To us!”
I kept tonguing his balls playfully, rock hard in my underwear, unable to fully process the amazingly erotic experience playing on around me.
“I really am…oh yeah…sorry, Kyra. I’ll go tonight, I said that I would…Jesus Christ…and I will. I really do want to meet your…please go back to the right one, Rob…dad.”
“I know Ryan. I know. I’m just so upset about this. It’s the same fight we’ve had since we started dating and I just can’t believe we’re having it again. And about my dad! You know how important this is.”
“I love you,” I moved back to his shaft and instantly shoved it down my throat, “…oh Rob, yeah, so good…Kyra. I really do. I love you so much, but this is something I’ve always had a problem…wi..wi..eh…oh…with. I’m trying, I really am. I’m so…so…sore…sorry.” Ryan seemed to be having a problem keeping it in at this point, and I really wanted my hot load prize for creating such an amazingly sexy scene.
“I’m sorry, Ryan, I am. I know you’re trying and I know you love me. I’m so sorry for busting in here like this and making such a dramatic scene.”
No, Kyra. Not dramatic. Sexy. A sexy scene. Can you not hear my thoughts, I gleefully replied in my head.
“It’s oh…oh…oh my god…ok…ok…oh…sweetheart.”
Clearly close to cumming as I could feel his balls building up to the explosion and the cock starting to convulse, I was surprised to also suddenly feel Kyra right behind me. Leaning over me, sucking like a Hoover on her boyfriend, she awkwardly hugged him, which he reciprocated, and as she went in for a slight peck on the mouth, Ryan’s semen flowed into my mouth like a river.
With Kyra still on his lips, “Oh God, yeah…Rob. Oh yeah.” Like mine before him, his orgasm lasted and lasted. I swallowed every sweet drop of his nectar which kept erupting. Three shots, four shots, six shots, ten shots. Finally, at twelve, it started to pass. Clearly my main man needed some release!
Kyra stood back, content with the resolution of the fight, “Thanks for listening, hunny bun. I love you and I’m sorry again. You really are the best boyfriend.”
Trying to catch his breath from the amazing blow job he’d just received, and with me still attached to his cock via my still hungry mouth, Ryan replied, “And you’re the best girlfriend. But I do think one thing. What they say is right. Gay guys do give the best head. Maybe you should come over some time and watch Rob at work again soon. Get some pointers.”
I froze in place, cock in mouth, cock making a wet-spot in my underwear, awaiting what was bound to be a whole hearted agreement.
“Oh, you’re right! That would be great. Even though I don’t really like giving head, I could sure get some pointers from Rob, if that’s what you want, sweetie.”
“Sound good to you, Rob?”
“Blohagay,” I responded, mouth full of straight guy dick.
“Awesome. And to prove how much this means to me, why don’t we just have dinner over here tonight? You bring your dad over tonight. I’ll order in some Chinese and we can have a nice little meet and greet here. You don’t mind, do you, Kyra? I mean, he’ll get to know me best here, after all.”
“That’s a great idea! My dad was gonna take us out, but I think he’ll get to know you best if he meets you in your natural environment. But a couple requests? Please clean a bit and Rob,” she looked down at me still enjoying the taste of her beloveds cock, “could you maybe go out to eat? I’d like Ryan and my dad to have some time alone.”
I pulled off his cock, “Actually, I had plans with Ryan tonight. And I’m sorry, but I really can’t cancel those either. So I’ll be here.”
“Oh ok, that’s fine. How silly of me, I completely agree and understand,” she quickly apologized. “Well, I’ll see you tonight at 6, Ryan. Love you.” Kyra leaned over me again for a quick kiss.
Still trying to catch his breath and already hardening again in my mouth, “Love you too, see you then.”
Kyra finally left the room, leaving me slightly upset with her for barging in here like that. And then I kicked myself for allowing her dad to come over tonight. That was really going to interfere with my plans for Ryan. And my guiltless conscience only lasted until 9! They’d be here at 6, cutting our one on one fun time short by three hours! But no sense worrying about that while I still had his manhood firmly implanted within my mouth. I decided to just go with the flow and what will be will be. If they got here and I was busy, I’d just send them on their way with the Megawave. No harm, no foul.
Despite his cock quickly hardening in my mouth, the sudden flow of semen into my stomach made me realize I was hungry, so I pulled off his cock, “Oh man, I thought I’d get a second helping,” Ryan laughed.
I laughed too and suggested we go and make some breakfast. It was already 10 and neither of us had eaten. Other than each others spunk, of course. He agreed and we headed out his door towards the kitchen.
“Wait just one minute, Rob.”
“What is it?” I wondered as I stopped at his door frame and turned back to my nude Adonis.
“It’s nude Saturday, cheater. Take those off.”
Laughing to myself and enjoying Ryan’s new sense of the rules of the apartment, I shucked off my underwear, shook my dick playfully at him, and the two of us walked, naked, hard, and hungry for more than just food, to the kitchen.