16. Warren
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
WARREN
“ R ight now? ” Kyle asks, looking petrified at the mere thought of coming in front of me again.
I hop off the bed, heading for the bathroom like I didn’t just fall thirty feet and walk away with the wind knocked out of me and a smile on my face.
Jesus Christ.
What was I thinking?
“Why not? Nothing’s stopping us.” I turn the shower on, keeping the bathroom door open while I wait for it to heat up. “Unless you don’t wanna?”
“I . . . I do,” he admits somewhat hesitantly, but as soon as I hear the words, I tug my underwear down, exposing myself.
My cock is already half-hard at the mere thought of getting off with Kyle again. “Then that’s all that matters.”
I shut the door and step into the shower, groaning loudly and unabashedly as the hot water beats down on my sore and bruised muscles.
Cleaning up quickly, I grab a towel on my way out, cognizant of Kyle needing to wash up and eager to get into bed with him.
I’ve jerked off with a few friends in high school, but it’s been a couple years, and this is Kyle . My best friend. It just feels different. Special.
When he gets out of the shower with only a towel wrapped low around his toned waist, my cock instantly takes notice, growing to full-mast.
Kyle seems a little nervous as he sits next to me on the end of the bed while I spray more detangler and finish combing through my hair.
“So, who do you think is bigger?” I ask matter-of-factly, yet genuinely curious. He was stroking himself furiously, then ran out of the room like his ass was on fire, so I didn’t get a good look last time.
I wanna see it.
Like really see it.
“I don’t have a ruler,” he jokes, heat rushing to his cheeks and down his bare chest.
“Here, then. Line yours up with mine,” I suggest, yanking my towel away and allowing my erection to spring free.
“ What?! ” he practically shrieks. “I thought we were jacking off. Separately. ”
I shrug again, feigning indifference. “We don’t have to, but it’s not that big of a deal.”
Kyle’s brows crease in the center like he doesn’t believe me.
I don’t even believe myself. It feels like a lot bigger deal than either of us probably even realize, but I still try to convince him.
“Come on. Who cares? It’s just the two of us. No one would ever know. Aren’t you horny?” I ask, and an excited thrill crawls up my spine at the thought of feeling Kyle’s dick against my own.
His eyes are half-lidded and heavy with desire as we stand up together. I step forward, lining our shafts up perfectly.
Like they were meant to fit together.
We both gasp as our cocks rub against each other, and when I glance down, I nearly explode.
“ You’re bigger, ” he chokes out, attempting to pull away, but I don’t let him.
“ Wait, ” I say breathlessly, squeezing his shoulder with one hand and wrapping the other around his cock.
Kyle releases a strangled cry when I give him a squeeze, and he presses himself back into me.
I grab us together this time, squeezing and twisting my hand in an exploratory sort of way.
We moan in unison, and Kyle’s eyes roll into the back of his head like he’s about to nut from one stroke.
Fuck, that’s hot—making such a strong man melt with just my touch.
Both of us are groaning and panting, unused to such a foreign sensation. It’s unfamiliar, overwhelming, and somehow the most exciting thing I’ve ever done.
I’ve never been more turned on than I am right now, with my cock slotted against my best friend’s.
“ Warren . . . ” he gasps. “W-what are we doing?”
“ Shhh. It’s okay. ” I shush him before he freaks out. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Mhmm,” he whisper-moans.
“Then don’t worry about what I’m doing. Just close your eyes and feel it. Okay?”
“Okay,” he agrees, closing his eyes.
I swipe my fingers against his slit, collecting more precum to smear over his cockhead.
Kyle’s big body jerks, and he grunts. “Fuck. Dude. Not gonna last.”
Holy shit, this is so fucking hot.
I squeeze our cocks firmly in my grip and continue stroking us together as best I can.
We start to rock our hips, easily finding the perfect rhythm and grinding into each other. More sticky precum oozes out, adding to the glide, and making my balls draw up.
I get the urge to kiss him, but I don’t.
Because that would be weird.
I chew on my tongue ring instead, continuing to thrust my hips and jerk us off at the same time. I glance up to find him staring at me with half-lidded eyes and a focused sort of determination.
“ Coming, ” I warn, seconds before we both explode, gripping onto each other like our lives depend on it.
After a few satisfied moments standing still, sticky and blissed out, I can see reality coming back to Kyle.
My cum is all over his stomach, and his on mine.
“I’m gonna clean up,” he mumbles, and I stare at his bare ass as he power-walks to the bathroom.
“Shit.” I’m probably going to have to calm him down.
I grab a few tissues and wipe his spunk off my stomach and groin, tossing them into the little bedroom trash can in the corner. I find my boxers on the floor and slip them on, lying back in bed with my arms folded behind my head.
The sink finally turns off and Kyle steps out. He frowns for a moment. “You’re not going to clean up?”
“I did.” I nod toward the trash can in the corner that really needs to be emptied.
“You wiped my jizz off with a tissue and you’re just going to leave some behind?”
He seems shocked that I wouldn’t want to go take a scalding hot shower and scrub my skin raw.
“Yeah. It’s not a big deal, bro. Wanna watch a movie?” I’m trying to reassure him that things aren’t going to be any different between us, and despite the hesitance in his eyes, he crawls into bed in a pair of silky basketball shorts with no shirt on.
We lie in silence less than a foot apart, watching the next Final Destination movie, but I can’t stop thinking about what happened.
I just came harder than I ever have with any girl I’ve hooked up with. That was the single hottest sex of my life, and the devil on my shoulder wants to do it again.