A gay story: Our Best The drone of so many voices filled the air that it morphed into something like the hum of industrial machinery. The evening was warm, but with a bit of merciful breeze to keep the air from becoming too stagnant. That would be key later when I’d be sandwiched miserably between hundreds of bodies.
I struggled into my heavy graduation robes, hoping they wouldn’t stifle the breeze too much as they became a shroud over my white dress shirt. There were dozens of graduates filtering past through the parking lot, heading for the school’s football field where we’d hopefully get this over with.
I adjusted my tie uncomfortably. I’d never liked the stupid things. I preferred to wear things like soft and silky comfy clothes, something that my best friend Lee always told me was “girly.” He’d always looked better in nice clothes, with his muscular frame filling out dress shirts like he was a model on the few occasions that he bothered to dress up.
But this was a rite of passage, I supposed. And besides, graduation couldn’t have come soon enough. Even though I was nervous to be striking out on my own, I was excited to be done with school and get my own job. I hadn’t really figured out my living situation yet, and my parents said they could only let me stay with them until the end of the summer. My dad had even insisted I start paying rent when I graduated, too. I had to find my own place, and that was easier said than done.
Before I knew it, I was worrying about it again. I squinted into the wind, gears churning in my head. Lee already had his own place, a good job, and seemed to be doing well money-wise, but I was about to be a poor, struggling graduate in comparison. Not only was he totally hot and irresistible and would have no trouble dating, he was in a good spot in life too. How was this guy always ahead of me at things?
“Honey, what’s wrong?” My mother asked from the other side of the car trunk. “You look grumpy all of the sudden.”
“I’m not grumpy,” I griped. “Just ready to get this over with.”
“You sure? You’re not still worrying about this summer, are you?” She asked as she handed me my graduation cap.
I sighed. Was I that obvious? “It just popped into my head for a second. I’ll be fine.”
“I wish you wouldn’t worry so much about it! You’re smart and handsome and will have no trouble finding a job and an apartment.” This was typical mom stuff, but it didn’t hurt.
“I wouldn’t know where to start, and besides it’s not like I have a ton of friends outside of school. I’m excited to be done with school–I’m just not looking forward to this next part, okay?”
My mother put her hand to her chin the way she did when she was about to talk my dad into something. “You know, honey… you could move in with Lee.”
I froze mid-way through adjusting my cap, my eyes wide in the reflection of the car window. “What?”
“He’s your best friend, and he already has a place, right? Why not see if he’d be willing to share the space with you?”
My “best friend.” I’m not sure that accurately described Lee anymore. Sure, we had been friends. I’d try and compete with him even though he was hotter and stronger and manlier than me. I’d always felt jealous of him, getting all sorts of thoughts mixed up when it came to wanting his body and liking his body.
Over the past two months, however, my feelings for him had gone from jealousy and competitiveness to outright burning lust and obsession. It was hard for me to lie to myself anymore about how attracted I was to that fucking asshole.
First I’d made a stupid bet and had to sit on Lee’s lap and grind on him, staying weird gay stuff to him, and the next thing I knew things had gotten out of control. I’d taken a bath with him and let him spank me and cum on me. Then I’d sucked his cock in my backyard, and eventually I’d let him fuck me in the ass in my own bed. Every step of the way I was Lee’s bitch, and for some reason that made me like it more.
Now I thought about sex with Lee constantly. Almost every night I jerked off to the memory of him plowing me, making me moan and whimper into his lips as his dick drove deeper and deeper into my asshole until he was shooting loads of his hot semen inside me. He was so hot. I loved the memory of sex with him.
But I was scared. I was too fucking scared to admit that I was gay and wanted Lee–to admit how I really felt about him, that I wanted to be his. That I wanted a relationship with him. That he’d become the focus of my thoughts and feelings to such a point that I couldn’t see myself with anyone else. More than that, I was scared to let go of any attachment I had left to being a manly man and competing with Lee as a guy. If I became his boyfriend and started letting him rail my butt every night, I couldn’t go back.
And so even though he’d been pestering to me to officially date each other, to be his boyfriend, I kept telling him I needed time to think about it. Even when he sent me pic after pic of his nude body, his muscular butt, his thick, veiny cock resting comfortably against his thick leg, as if bribing me to say yes, I told him I’d make up my mind after graduation.
I mean, yes, I masturbated to pretty much every pic I’d gotten from him, and yes he’d convinced my stupid slutty ass to take nude pics and send them back–usually of my butt in submissive poses that just made me all the more horny. Maybe he was getting to me, because I could almost feel myself weakening and wanting to beg him to make me his boyfriend. The fact that he seemed to be getting frustrated with me made me fantasize about his jaw tightening, his strong hands grabbing my body and forcing me to the ground out of repressed lust.
It was so hot that I felt my heart beat a little faster. I almost forgot that my mother was waiting for me to reply so I hastily mumbled, “Move in with him? I couldn’t do that to him, mom. He has his own stuff to worry about. Besides, he has a one bedroom.”
“Like that’s ever stopped boys your age,” my mom tittered. “You would make it work. You two are really close.”
I caught her gaze, feeling myself flush slightly. It had only been a few weeks ago that she’d walked in on us having sex in my bed. I hadn’t gotten any indication that she’d realized that, but it still worried me all the time. What if she got other clues and started putting the pieces together? Would she find out?
“Y-yeah, of course,” I answered her. “But it would still be weird, alright?”
My mother’s eyes were dark and calm. “Honey, I want you to know I’m always supportive of you. I believe in you. And I know how much you care for Lee. I think you two can make it work.”
My heart beat faster still. What was she saying? Was she still talking about living together? “What do you mean?” I got out, feeling nervous now. I mean, the moment she’d walked in on us that fateful night, I had been moaning and trembling with an orgasm. Did she know?!
“I have a lot of faith in you, okay?” she answered with a smile. “I think living together will probably be easier than you think.”
Fuck, what was she talking about? I couldn’t tell! My mind was spinning and my face was flushed with embarrassment. Did she know about Lee fucking me? About how I felt about him? There was no way, right?
“Hey, what’s the hold up?” My dad’s voice suddenly broke through my reverie. “I still have to move the car!”
“Yes, yes!” My mother answered. “Okay, are you all set, honey?”
“Yeah, totally,” I managed, straightening my robes.
“Then you head in. We’ll just park and find you afterwards, okay? Love you.” My mother kissed my cheek and shut the car trunk with a thud.
I was in a daze as she got in the car and my parents embarked on their journey to find parking in this mess of people. My heart was still pounding as I made my way onto the grounds of the football field, oblivious to the bustle and chatter of other graduates around me.
I was probably being paranoid and crazy thinking that my mother might know. I thought I’d done a good job hiding it. Even when I was getting off to Lee and couldn’t help moaning his name, I’d been biting my pillow so no one would hear it! More importantly, I’d gone so far as to resist sex with him since it had happened that first time a few weeks ago. And it had not been easy.
It had been the hardest thing I’d ever done, because more than anything I just wanted to get fucked in the ass by him again. And he was horny and sexting me all the time. I could get it if I wanted. At least, I was pretty sure. I hadn’t heard from him in a couple days–since the last time I’d told him I wasn’t sure if I wanted to keep doing it.
Maybe I’d made him angry and he was done with me. A little fear crept in at that thought. Surely he wouldn’t be done with me, right? I mean, he was hot as fuck and could get anyone he wanted. And I’d never thought of him as gay, even as he’d ended up doing more and more sexual things with me.
Was I just a little phase of his? A tool for some short-term fun? I was his sex doll and he was just playing me by saying he wanted to be my boyfriend. It had been a ploy for more sex and since I hadn’t done it with him again, he’d moved on already. Oh fuck, that hurt.
My eyes felt hot. I rubbed them, realizing the burning was probably from emotion. Shame welled up within me at my sudden weakness. What the fuck was wrong with me? Was I a girl? I’d almost teared up over the idea of Lee leaving me.
But I knew that my worry was genuine that I’d missed my chance to be his boyfriend. That idea had been playing around in my head constantly for weeks, nudging me to submit to him as I tried to put it off. If that possibility vanished, I realized I would be devastated. What would I even think about anymore?
My eyes were still burning as I rounded the bleachers with the roar of the crowd growing around me. Hundreds of robed graduates were filling their seats in the football field. I realized I was probably late, especially since the stands were loaded with onlookers. But when I wiped my eyes again, I was shocked to find moistness there.
For fuck’s sake! I hurriedly retraced my steps back around the bleachers so that I could wipe my eyes out of sight, cursing my stupid girly emotions. They’d come on so suddenly, but there were actually tears there. At a time like this!
“What are you crying over?”
Oh, fuck.
It was Lee. He was trudging up from the direction of the parking lot, his hands in the pockets of his jeans and his muscular brown arms flexing against his white t-shirt as he moved. A few strands of black hair curled over his dark eyes and fluttered gently in the breeze.
“Well?” He demanded, a bit of a smirk playing on the corner of his lip.
“Nothing,” I muttered, hastily wiping at my cheeks and wishing I wasn’t such an open book. “What are you even doing here, Lee? Shouldn’t you be working or something?”
“It’s your graduation, dude,” he snorted. “What kind of a friend would I be if I didn’t show up?”
He reached me and I fought the urge to shrink back. A few veins wound around his forearms and he had that cocky fucking look in his eye like he had when we were competing at something and he was beating me. I knew that look well by this point.
Plus, he seemed bigger than I remembered. I’d been avoiding him for the last few weeks and now he seemed more large and dangerous than before. Someone who could grab me. Push me around.
“You haven’t texted me, so I don’t know,” I got out, a shrill note creeping into my voice. Fuck, was that him that smelled so good? It was the same smell that had filled my bedroom a few weeks ago, in the most erotic moments of my life. I was getting little thrills in my stomach.
“You haven’t texted me, dude,” Lee shot back. “I was going to see if you were going to apologize after ghosting me like that.”
I fidgeted with my hands, some of the anger slipping away from me. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I just didn’t know what to say.”
He raised an eyebrow at me. “You did before. The last time we talked you were begging to see my cock, telling me to call you so you could hear my voice as you got off–”
“Lee!” I blurted desperately, glancing around at the stragglers who were still passing close by us to climb into the bleachers. “Keep your fucking voice down!”
“It’s loud here,” he answered dismissively. He nodded to a pair of girls as they shuffled past, giving us wide-eyed looks. Fuck, they had probably heard this idiot! “And then after that, nothing from you. So you just plan to use me to get off and then ignore me, huh? Classy, dude.”
My mouth popped open. “M-me? You’re the one talking about using me for sex all the time!”
Lee’s brow furrowed over his black eyes. “Only because you like it,” he reminded me. “You’re just to scared to get serious and answer my question.”
Unconsciously I retreated, and I felt my back brush into the side of the bleachers. “What question?” I asked, playing dumb.
He rolled his eyes. “Please. Like I have to remind you.”
“Maybe you do,” I dodged. I was feeling hot, and I think my dick may have been a little hard as my eyes lanced up and down his abdomen and his jeans. I could see his abs pressed against his white shirt. He was so fucking muscular that they were popping through. My mind went back to sitting on his lap on my bed, massaging his abs. Kissing them. Kissing him. Fuck.
And could I kind of make out his package? No, not “kind of.” There was a thickening that started at his zipper and curved out across the leg of his jeans. It wasn’t an illusion, either–I remembered how big Lee’s penis was. I’d jerked off to it so many times that it was practically burned into my mind. I’d needed that the times when I’d been too horny to make it through class and had to masturbate to him in the school bathroom.
Ughh, he was so hot. God, just being around him turned me on so much.
“I want you to say it,” Lee was telling me, leaning his thick arm against the bleachers next to me head. “It seems like I have to make you face the issue or you won’t make up your mind.”
I looked up and met his eyes. My heart beat faster at meeting his intense gaze from so close. “All that stuff I said to you… it’s just when I’m horny, a-and not thinking straight. So don’t read too much into it.”
He showed his teeth in a mirthless smile. “I can’t believe you, dude! I thought you were finally being honest with yourself when we did it a few weeks ago. But here you are, still pretending.”
A girl passed just behind Lee, and her eyebrows danced as her gaze roved over my face. I couldn’t help blushing. Fuck, she had totally heard that. And then she’d done a little mental snapshot of me! Did I know her? Shit. Shit.
“Look, can’t we go somewhere more private?” I asked Lee in a breathy little voice, involuntarily placing my hand on his chest.
His hand caught my slim wrist. “Not until I can make you start being honest with yourself again. Admitting what you want.”
My legs were weak, like jelly. “Um, you can’t make me do anything, okay?”
“Wanna bet?”
“What are you talking about?” I demanded in a shrill titter. I couldn’t look at him. He was too close to trust myself.
“I bet I can make you ask me. I bet you’ll beg me to be my boyfriend when I’m through with you.”
I looked at him. I was too surprised to stop myself, and my eyes met his. “Mmfh,” was all that came out when I tried to talk back. Oh god, did I want him to make me? I was getting so horny now. “Trying a bet again?” I whispered finally. “Isn’t that getting old?”
“It’s worked before,” Lee smirked, drawing closer to me. I could feel his hot, minty breath on my face. Feel the heat radiating from his bulky form just inches from my body. “Don’t you remember?”
My body was running away on its own, flushing my cheeks, making my cock stiffen against the front of my robes. It was like it was trying to prepare for sex. Fuck, stop! I bit my lip, trying to stay strong. “Yeah, I remember. I remember, okay?” My voice was a whimper by now.
“Do you remember calling me daddy? Saying you’re my slut? Begging to suck my cock? Begging me to fuck you in the ass?”
I shivered and my eyelids fluttered. Like I could forget any of that. “Mm-hm.”
“So? Do we have a bet or not?” Lee’s jeans were pushing into my hard dick now. His pelvis applied just enough pressure that his stiff package began to bend my dick back towards me. I was throbbing but couldn’t stand up to the pushing from him. “I bet I can make you ask me,” he suggested, his tongue dancing across his teeth suggestively.
“I bet you won’t,” I murmured. Ugh, what was I doing? I wanted him so bad just then. But maybe more than anything, I wanted him to prove me wrong. To make me say it. To take me. Fuck, horniness was clouding my mind completely.
“Fine. I’ve been playing nice the past few weeks, dude. I’ll show you that.” And suddenly Lee took hold of my arms and pushed me back against the bleachers. I let out a squeak, wriggling slightly but too shaky to put up any real resistance. His hands were big enough that they were like manacles. He loomed over me. His body pressed into mine, his heat radiating through my robes. I could feel his hard groin crush my throbbing dick against my body. “I can think of a few ways to get you to cave,” he said in a low, coy voice. “Good ones.”
“Lee, we’re in public,” I reminded him desperately, but my breathy, girlish voice did me no favors.
“So you’ll be even more excited to do dirty things with me, huh?”
My knees weakened and I started to slump underneath him. “Lee, there are still people passing!” I panted.
“So we go under the bleachers for a bit more privacy. That’s what you wanted, right?” Lee’s weight suddenly eased, but his hold on my body didn’t as he shifted his hands down to my waist and began moving me. “Go on,” he encouraged me.
“F-fuck,” I mumbled. I was fully hard and my heart was hammering in my chest as he guided my hips around the back of the bleachers. His back was bumping into mine he was so close. I felt his groin jostle against my butt as he marched behind me.
He was effortlessly moving my body the same way that he’d manhandled me in my backyard when I’d tried to fight him, and that had ended up with him fucking my throat and cumming on my face. I let myself be led. I knew I wasn’t thinking straight to be acting like this around hundreds of people, but all I could think about was Lee fucking me again.
My best friend pulled on my hips to stop me a few feet into the darkness under the bleachers, and I stumbled back into him. I felt my butt sink back against his jeans. Lee’s hand caught my stomach. I let out an “oh!” of surprise. Strips of light leaked through the legs of the people above us. Even though there was a dull roar of the crowd, I could hear the bleachers creaking as people shifted above, only a few feet away. Oh god, this was barely better than out there. We were not in private at all.
But Lee’s hand was sliding from my stomach up to my chest, and his thick, powerful fingers forced their way through the buttons of my dress shirt to glide over my nipple.
“Nngh! Lee!” I protested in a whisper.
I felt his lips on my ear, and I flinched. “How about you start by telling me you like that? Tell me you like getting your tits felt up.”
His hand was sliding over my chest, callously stretching my dress shirt as his strong fingers molested my nipples one after the other. I was trembling, biting my finger now to keep from moaning out loud. There were people were so close above us.
“Tell me,” Lee insisted, grinding his package against my butt. Even through my robes I could feel his thick, stiff cock forcing against my soft ass, and I was involuntarily arching my back so that it pushed back against him. His grip on my hip tightened, and he ground his body into mine harder.
The grinding did me in, and I whimpered through my finger, “Mnn! I like it! I like getting my tits felt up. F-feel me up.”
Lee’s other hand left my hip and went to my jawline. A finger played with my lips, tugging at them. “Got room for any more in there?” He hissed into my ear. And then his fingers began forcing their way past mine into my mouth.
I couldn’t help my soft, glossy lips from parting for him. I felt his fingers graze my tongue, and then press against the inside of my cheek. One of them wrapped around the pointer finger I had in there. I shuddered with the sensation, and let out a moan through our fingers.
Lee was toying with me, playing with my tongue. I began sucking his fingers before I even knew what I was doing. Small, wet noises trickled through the hubbub of the stands just around us. “Mmngh. Mmgh.”
“Yeah, suck them like that,” Lee encouraged me softly, grinding his pelvis into my butt. “I want your mouth ready.”
My eyes widened. Of course he was going to make me suck his dick. He’d been teasing me with the idea for weeks. And I… I had thought about it many times. Sometimes I’d gotten off to just that idea–just pleasuring him. Seeing him bite his lip as he watched me service his cock, watching him look down at me as I submitted to him.
My heart was hammering in my chest. Should I ask him for it? Should I beg him? His fingers were rubbing over my tongue and I was rolling it to lick all over them as much as I could, desperate to taste his skin. I couldn’t speak like this.
But Lee was more focused than I was. His fingers dragged from my lips and took a moment to trace my saliva down my neck before he laughed quietly, “Well? What do you think, dude? Is it ready?”
“Mmn! Mm-hm. It is. Lee, I… I want to do it. Suck you,” I got out, stumbling feverishly over my words. “I’ll do it, okay?”
“You’re so pushy,” Lee laughed into the darkness. “But you’re persuasive.” He applied pressure to my body and my knees gave out. I slid onto the grass and struggled to turn around to face him, my robes tangling around me. Enough of that–I fought them off of me, eager to get some relief from the heat of my trembling body.
Lee stood in front of the way back towards the parking lot, and I hoped dearly that the strips of light didn’t illuminate our forms to any passersby. I was kneeling before him now. His gaze was burning down into me, his black hair curling wildly around his handsome face. His eyes were full of lust.
I bit my lip, staring with wide eyes as he slowly unzipped his jeans and worked them down, catching the waistband of his briefs as well. Veins pulsed as they descended from his jutting pelvic bones, and black hairs began springing out of his briefs as his pants came down. My heart beat faster.
Lee’s penis flopped out of his briefs and swung into the strips of light coming through the bleachers.
“Mmnngh.” I whimpered.
Fuck, his cock was so enormous. It was visibly throbbing, too. He was so close now, stepping forward so that his penis jostled mere inches from my face. My eyelids fluttered as a wave of powerful musk suddenly hit me, overpowering my senses. But I could see the veins that wound around his thick, tan girth pulsing as he grew. His balls were swollen like he was overdue to release them. How bad did Lee need to get off?
It was too much, kneeling before my best friend’s cock like this. I shrunk down below him, feeling my heart thundering in my ears. I was panting. I was pathetic compared to him. This man was about to dominate me, make me his slut. I couldn’t help letting out little weak moans.
“Are you going to suck it or not?” Lee queried, a slight smile on his lips.
“I’ll suck it,” I blurted instantly. “I want to suck it, okay? Please, daddy.”
He lifted his dick and sent it slapping across my face. I flinched. It was so heavy. God, it was like it was made of iron. Lee slapped his cock on my face a few more times, its weight thudding against my eye, my nose, my mouth. I let him abuse me, chewing on my lip now to stop myself from sticking out my tongue for him. Fuck, I was getting addicted to this feeling, his dick pounding on my girly face like this. I must have looked so weak and slutty just then, I knew it.
“F-fuck,” I mumbled. “Please?”
“Fine,” Lee allowed, dragging his penis across my lips now.
I could taste him. He kept stroking his dick across my mouth, and eventually applied slight pressure. My lips instantly parted, and he popped the head of his dick through them. It slipped out, and he popped it in again. My tongue darted out, desperate to catch more of him. I tasted a tang of sweat. His sweat.
A drop of precum beaded on the tip of Lee’s penis, and he pushed it into my lips, applying a sweet gloss to lubricate my mouth. I shuddered. And then his head popped in once more, except this time Lee flexed his pelvis into me and his dick began to push further. It crammed against my tongue, filling up my hot, wet mouth and then forcing insistently against the back of my throat. I gagged on his cock, and then again.
Fuck, he was too big. His girth was crushing my tongue beneath it, and all I could taste was the sweaty, musky skin of his raw penis burning hot against my tastebuds. His cock throbbed in my mouth, and I gagged again. Tears welled back up.
“You’re doing good,” Lee insisted quietly. “Keep taking it. That’s it.”
He ground against me, and I felt my throat begin to cave. The thick head of his penis forced its way further, pushing my throat inexorably open. Pubic hairs brushed my nose. The only sounds I could make were wet gurgles as I sucked in air through my nose before he cut off my airway completely. My hands reached up and grabbed Lee’s bare butt. His butt was too thick and muscular for my hands to cover much, but my fingers dug into his warm skin like I’d desperately wanted to do all the time ever since I’d first seen his ass in my bathroom.
“Fuck,” Lee uttered. He seized a fistful of my hair, and all of the sudden he was pushing my head towards his body, guiding it along the length of his enormous dick bit by bit.
I let out a muffled sound which was soon choked off as his cock forced the rest of the way into my throat. My nose and eyes crushed into his pubic hair and then against his hot skin. Lee was letting out groans that I could feel vibrating through his body into me. Stars danced in the blackness of my eyelids. I couldn’t breathe.
And then he pulled back, and there was a loud popping noise as he left a vacuum in my throat and his entire cock slipped from my lips. I let out a desperate gasp of air. Great strings of saliva glittered into the light, connecting his wet penis and my trembling lips. Several broke against my neck, but Lee had an idea for the others–he pressed his cock against my face once more, dragging my own saliva across my face.
“That’s it,” he hissed.
I was panting for air, but my reprieve was short-lived. Lee slapped his cock against my lips once more, and then grabbed my hair to force my head forward. His penis thrust back through my lips and it was all I could do to wrap my tongue around the bottom of his cock to avoid my teeth from catching him. Lee was inexorable–he went for my throat again.
His cock crammed against my throat, then pulled back. Then he firmly thrust again. I whimpered into him, but he was quickly starting to build a rhythm. Soon his penis was pumping back and forth in my mouth, sliding against my tongue over and over until I forgot any other taste but my best friend’s dick. Every time his cock crushed against my throat I think I gagged slightly, but I was starting to like it.
Wet gargles leaked into my ears, but I could ignore them for the sounds of pleasure that Lee was making. He was letting out soft snarls into the darkness and gripping my hair tighter as he fucked my face. His balls began to slap against my chin and throat, and I could feel his butt cheeks jiggle through my fingers each time his pelvis bumped against my head.
My dick was twitching painfully, and I couldn’t help squeezing it as I struggled to keep up and suck my friend’s penis. Lee was fucking my mouth all on his own, but I wanted so badly to get him off just then. I was his slut–I had to get him off.
Lee’s cock began throbbing more and more powerfully. His breaths came shorter, more ragged. “Yes, yes,” he let out with strained snarls. “Like that, you little slut. Fuck! I’m… I’m cumming soon.”
Fuck yes, baby, I found myself thinking. Cum for me. Cum in my mouth. Cum on my face. Make me your slut. In a desperate, slutty haze I dragged my tongue more and more feverishly along the base of his cock. I needed him to get off because of me.
Without warning, Lee’s dick began throbbing, pumping. I felt semen begin to gush into my throat, filling up my airway. “Mmnggh!”
Lee pulled back, hissing as his cock swung out into the light. Ropes of cum were still shooting out of it, and they began lancing across my face. I blinked as string after string of Lee’s semen draped over my eyes and mouth, and I choked as his cum bubbled up in my throat. I swallowed as best as I could, feeling warm loads of him slide into my body even as the last strands of the stuff laced their way down onto my hair.
I was panting for air, my fingers still holding onto Lee’s butt for dear life. Lee was gasping as well, his muscular chest rising and falling rapidly and his dark eyes roving over my face. There was a glitter of sweat on his body. Meanwhile I was covered in Lee’s semen, and I struggled to swallow a few more gulps of his cum as he watched me.
“How was that?” He breathed in a husky voice I’d only heard from him after an orgasm.
“Mmn. Ngh. It was good. I… thank you,” I whispered, unable to think of anything else to say. Great. I was thanking him for cumming all over my face again.
“I thought you might like that,” he replied. “I needed it, too. I told you… that I need you to start taking care of it.”
“I want to,” I murmured. “I want to take care of it.”
“So? Are you going to ask me to be your boyfriend?” He pulled my hair back to bare my face to the light, inspect me like a suspect.
I bit my lip. He was staring down at me, his cock glistening with my saliva. It was still pretty erect, hanging close enough to my face to slap me again. And I wanted it. I wanted his cock to slap my face. I wanted him to spank me. “I don’t know,” I got out. “You haven’t made me yet.” God, I was such a horny imp. I was fucking begging for him to force it out of me.
Lee’s lip curled. “You’re such a slut, dude. You still want it that bad?”
“N-no, that’s not what I said.” But it was what I meant.
“Lucky for you, I’m patient,” he told me, and gave me a push backwards.
I fell back onto the grass with a yelp, but Lee was already on his knees and clambering over top of me. His fingers flicked the button of my pants open, and my zipper was next.
“What are you doing?” I demanded shrilly, but I knew damn well.
“Turn over,” he ordered me, seizing my body and flipping me like a doll.
“Nggh! Lee!” My shaky limbs struggled to put up some resistance, but Lee was fighting my pants down. He grabbed my silky briefs as well, easily yanking them over my butt and onto my thighs. “Fuck!” From fearful looks back I saw that my pale butt was completely exposed in the light, jiggling as my body jostled beneath Lee.
“Fuck, this ass,” he muttered as one hand kept my chest pinned against the ground. His free hand grabbed my butt cheek, and I flinched and let out a girly whimper. Lee began groping my naked butt, his fingers dragging up and down, his hands clenching and pulling. I was wriggling uncontrollably as he molested me, my hips thrusting up and down against the grass beneath me.
Then Lee slapped my butt. There was a smack, and I had to bite down not to scream. What was he doing?! There were people right above us! But Lee didn’t care. He spanked my butt again, and I thrashed against the ground.
“Say you want to be spanked,” he suggested. “Say you want it.”
“I want to be spanked,” I got out instantly, unable to stop myself. “Spank me, daddy! Spank me!”
Lee slapped my ass again, and then gave it another few slaps for good measure. I moaned, dragging a hand across my face and the semen that glossed it. Lee really seemed to like spanking me, too, because he demanded I say more dirty things as he smacked my ass. I began mumbling nonsense and hoped no one above could hear it.
“Slap my ass, daddy. Spank me. I’m your slut. I’m your bitch. Dominate me.”
“That’s it.” Lee finally stopped to squeeze my butt some more, and now he was using two hands. I was such a wreck that I couldn’t get free anyway, so his powerful hands dug into my ass and spread me over and over.
My back was arched so I knew that he could see my butthole stretching as he abused my butt, but that just made me more excited and worked up. This was what I’d imagined every time I took pictures of me on my stomach with my butt up in the air for him. I’d wanted Lee to slap it and dominate my body just like this.
“You have such a slutty, girly body,” Lee was whispering. “You’re so hot. I think I can go again, with your ass looking like this.”
My heart was pounding in my ears, but I couldn’t believe what I’d heard. “I’m hot?” I whimpered into the grass.
“You’re so much hotter than any girl I’ve seen. Your butt is perfect. Mmm.” Lee was groping me, and his fingers were brushing across my butthole now. “Yeah, I can go again.”
I felt butterflies in my stomach. How could he say that to me now? With me in a position like this? He was really going to make me his, wasn’t he?
“Well, do you want me to?” Lee was asking.
I knew there were people right above us. I knew that some of them might have heard us by now, especially with Lee spanking me so loud. I didn’t care. I wanted him. I needed him. “Yes, yes,” I squeaked. “I want you to fuck me, Lee. Please. Fuck me.”
I could feel his warm cock brushing against my butt now, still wet as it glided along the smooth skin of my butt cheek. The head of his penis dragged down my buttcrack, bumping against my butthole. I let out a whimper. My asshole was throbbing now. I pushed back against Lee, felt his hard cock drag against me again. God, he was fully hard again so fast. Did he like my ass that much? Or was it hearing me beg him for it?
“Are you sure? Remember, I haven’t heard from you in a few days,” Lee was murmuring. “I can’t tell if you’re being serious.”
“Yesss,” I whined pitifully. “C’monn, I’m sorry. Please, I want you to fuck me. I want your cock in me, Lee. Please.”
His penis was bumping into my butthole repeatedly as he rocked back and forth on his haunches. “Are you sure? You might start saying things when I’m inside you that I won’t let you go back on.”
He was talking about our little bet. I wasn’t worried about that now. I just wanted to feel his dick drive into me. “I’m sure! I’ll say whatever you want! Just fucking stick it in, please!”
“So impatient,” Lee hissed, but I could hear him lubricating his penis. He was ready for this. Of course he was, this stupid, cocky–
“Aahhnn!”
Lee had pushed the head of his dick into me. My tongue curled against the roof of my mouth at the sensation of him entering. How had I forgotten this? He kept going, too, slowly pushing forward with his pelvis and sending his dick grinding further and further into my butthole. It burned, but as his huge, hot dick pushed more and more of me open I felt twinges of pleasure begin to dance around within me.
“Aahn! Ahn!” I was letting out girly whimpers, unable to stop myself. I was clamping down on his dick over and over even though I knew that I should try and relax to take him. But I couldn’t relax. I’d been fantasizing about this moment ever since he’d fucked me for the first time a few weeks ago.
“Ugh, I forgot how tight you are,” Lee snarled. He grabbed my hips and dragged my body back onto his cock, sending the rest of its gigantic length bursting into me. I felt the bottom of his cock crush against my prostrate.
My stomach swooped, and my eyes rolled back. Pleasure washed over me, and all of the sudden I came. “Mmmmmnn!!” My body convulsed and I felt small spurts of semen leak out of my dick onto my legs.
Clouds of ecstasy rolled back as quickly as they’d come, and I was left trembling, with my butthole still attempting to close but only managing to squeeze against the base of my best friend’s penis. “F-fuck,” I gasped.
Lee was grinding his dick back and forth in me. “Did you just cum on yourself?”
“S-sorry,” I breathed.
“You like my cock in you that much, huh? You didn’t last ten seconds.”
“I do. I do. I like it.”
Lee drew back, then slid into me again. I moaned and buried my head in the grass. Oh god, he was really fucking me again. I was getting fucked in the ass by my best friend. Lee’s penis drove slowly in and out of me, making my stomach lurch each time he moved. He was grunting as he moved, and his hands tightened on my hips. Was he going to start pounding harder soon?
“Do you like it?” He demanded.
“I like it,” I mumbled. “Fuck me, daddy. Ngh. Fuck.”
I couldn’t believe I was getting fucked by a guy again. I’d just orgasmed with my butt, too. It was probably too late to ever go back to being straight after starting to ejaculate from a guy’s dick grinding inside of me. But even as Lee plowed me, I could start to feel the pleasure building back up. I might even cum again because the sensation of it was so powerful.
“Do you like me?” Lee went further.
“Nngh! I… I do. I like you, Lee.” Fuck, what was I saying?
Lee began to move his hips faster, and suddenly I could feel his stomach on my back as he leaned down over me. His head pushed into mine, and his arms tightened around my shoulders.
“Oh, f-fuck!” I shrieked and his weight pushed down onto me. His hips were still moving, except now his cock was driving deeper and deeper with each thrust. This was different than taking it from the side like before. Lee’s weight was plunging his entire dick down into my body, crushing against my prostrate over and over as he moved.
His hairy thighs pushed against the back of my thighs. There were loud slapping noises now as his groin struck my soft butt, and then I could start to feel his heavy balls begin smacking against the back of mine. Lee was pounding hard now, and I felt his biceps flex against my shoulders. His breath was hot on my neck as he buried his head against me and snarled.
I was moaning and whimpering uncontrollably as he fucked me. Lee began to breathe raggedly against my jaw. “Well?” He grunted. “Are you… are you going to beg me?”
“Nngh! Lee! Fuck!” I couldn’t believe he was doing this. But all I wanted as he railed my ass was to submit to him. “I’ll do it! I’ll be y-your boyfriend!”
“Beg me,” he insisted, driving his cock down against my body and sending my hips slamming into the grass over and over. The sensation of his penis popping deep into my body and out again at this rate was indescribably pleasurable.
Ecstasy was playing at the corners of my mind now. “Mmngh! Be my boyfriend!” I gasped pathetically. “Please be my boyfriend! I’m begging you, Lee! Please!”
“Ugh. Fuck yes,” he growled into me as his penis repeatedly crushed against my prostrate.
I couldn’t take it anymore and turned my head, finding Lee’s face right there. I kissed him.
Lee kissed me back in a sloppy kiss since our bodies were moving with his thrusts. I felt his wet tongue enter my lips and I started French kissing him immediately, using my tongue to service his. I was moaning into his mouth as he punished my ass harder and harder with loud clapping noises. He was growling back into my mouth, his deep, masculine noises drowning out my weak, feminine whimpers.
“Mmmn. Mmn. Fuck me, Lee,” I whispered into his lips as we kissed. “Fuck me,” I begged. “Mmn. Mnn.”
“What else?” He snarled back, one arm tightening around my neck as he fucked me.
“Mmn. I-I love you.”
Oh, fuck. What was I saying? Why had I said that? I couldn’t think straight enough to puzzle it out, because as soon as the words had left my lips I started to cum again. My body shook like a leaf as pleasure overtook my mind, and I felt little strings of cum leaking out of me.
“Ah, fuck,” Lee was growling. “Fuck, that’s so hot. I’m going to cum.”
“Cum in me, daddy,” I pleaded with him, my whimper coming as if from far away though the haze of my orgasm. “Violate me. Nngh.”
“Ugh! I’m cumming,” he gasped, as if that wasn’t obvious the moment his penis began to throb powerfully within the deepest parts of me.
Hot semen immediately began pumping into my butt, load after load of it spurting into my ass as Lee pushed his body down against mine and his cock deeper into me to remain in the ecstasy of his orgasm longer. “Ugh!” he growled again, squeezing me tight.
All I could do was let out a whimper and clutch onto his muscular arm with my eyes clamped shut as my best friend ejaculated inside of me. His balls were crammed against the back of mine and they throbbed with each pump of semen, forcing out everything they had to fill me up. The haze of pleasure was still rolling around in my head, and all I could think about was getting completely violated by him.
This stupid guy that I was probably in love with was cumming inside of me. He was completely dominating me, and I knew that I loved that more than anything. This was all I wanted.
After nearly thirty seconds of his cock pumping sperm into my butt, Lee began to slump down onto my body. He was heavy as lead, but his warm weight was somehow pleasurable as his groin ground downwards into my jiggly ass and his chest pushed me against the ground. I could feel sweat drops rolling down from his bare skin onto my own slick body. We were drenched.
Lee’s breathing was ragged right next to my ear. “Fuck, you’re so good,” he muttered through short, harsh draws of air. “Ugh.”
“Y-you’re so good, Lee,” I mumbled back. “I love you. I love you.”
Somehow saying it when he was fucking me was like breaking a seal, and now I couldn’t stop myself from blurting it like an idiot. I’d probably wanted to admit it for so long without knowing. I’m sure I’d wanted to say it earlier.
“You weren’t lying about begging me to be your boyfriend?” Lee panted in my ear. “You’re not going to take it back? Hm?” He suggested, seeming to already know the answer.
“Nngh, No. No, I won’t,” I moaned. I could still feel his penis inside me, its hot girth stretching me open. Probably still leaking his cum into my body. I was clutching my belly, feeling warm from all of his semen that he had ejaculated into me. I was totally his. “I love you, okay? Nngh.” I couldn’t manage the “asshole” that I wanted to add, knowing that I had already completely submitted to him.
“Finally honest with yourself,” Lee murmured teasingly. “I had to fuck the honesty out of you.”
“Mmmn. You did,” I admitted. I turned my face towards his, bit my lip.
I saw his teeth gleam in the dark with a smile. “Fine.” He took my jaw and kissed me again, letting his tongue run along mine and his moist lips mash at my lips. I moaned, closing my eyes and letting myself bathe once more in the sensation of kissing a man with his dick inside me.
We must have kissed for several minutes. The sounds of the crowd around us were a dull jumble that I’d long since forgotten to care about. All I knew was Lee on top of me, his weight baring down upon me as his tongue explored my mouth.
I’d gotten him off with my ass. Lee had told me I was good. Through the post-orgasm haze of satisfaction that was somehow the most exciting thing to me.
Eventually Lee pulled away with a smack, strands of his saliva leaking from my tongue. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he breathed. “You’re so into me.”
“Yeah,” I mumbled, looking back down at the grass in front of me.
“Hold still, okay? I’m going to come out.”
I nodded but it was still a shock when Lee grunted and slid his cock out of my butt. I let out a squeak and crumpled against the ground, shaking. I was in a heap, my throbbing butthole winking in the air and beginning to leak out semen as I tried to collect myself. I was a wreck, of course–my robes and clothes were a disheveled mess around me and I was covered in Lee’s cum.
My surroundings were coming back to me, and I shot a glance at the bleachers above us. I could make out legs shifting in the rows of stands, but thankfully no faces peering down at us through the gloom. Whether we’d been heard or not, I didn’t know. At one point I’d been letting out little shrieks as Lee had fucked me, so I had to think someone had heard us. But maybe they had the sense not to meddle.
Graduation was still going on, but there was no way I was making out there anymore. I guess there was no rush. This was just about me and Lee.
My best friend was sitting back on his haunches in the grass next to me, his chest still rising and falling with shaky breaths. His big cock was resting against his leg, moist and still twitching slightly. He was drenched in so much sweat that his white shirt was see-through. Fuck, he was so hot. He was gorgeous.
“I lost the bet,” I blurted. Lee looked at me quizzically. “I begged you to be my boyfriend, remember?” I reminded him.
“Yeah, I remember. You said ‘I love you’ too, dude.”
“I know!” I replied shrilly. “Forget about that now, okay? I’m asking if we’re… if we’re together now. Like officially. You wanted it too right?” I bit my lip, hoping my desperation came across. I didn’t want to miss my chance with him, not after admitting how I felt about him. I didn’t want Lee to leave me for someone else, to move on. I wanted him.
Lee watched me for a moment, his dark eyes glittering between thick eyelashes and a slight grin growing in the strips of light coming through the bleachers. “Well, if you insist. We’re together.”
My eyelids fluttered as joy welled up within me. Oh god, it was actually happening. I was getting what I wanted.
“Fuck,” I breathed, my mind spinning with the sudden urge to be honest about everything. I took hold of his knee. “Okay. Because… because I’m serious, I love you. I… think about you all the time. I think about you teasing me, your body, you fucking me… I want to be your boyfriend and get you off whenever you need it. I’m in love with you.”
Lee’s face shifted with surprise. “Are you serious? You’re not still horny, are you?”
“No! I mean it. Trust me, okay? I’m sorry that I’m always lying to you about how I feel. I was being crazy. I mean it this time.”
“Okay, dude,” he replied at last, seeming amused with me. “I’ll trust you. I want to be your boyfriend, too. I feel like it’s okay for you to be all girly if you’ve got me around. I like you. I like your body. I wouldn’t have been pushing you to admit you want me all this time if I didn’t.”
Ugh, hearing this made me want him even more. This asshole could be charming, too. “So what, you’re going to be the guy for us?” I huffed, acting offended but really just wanting to hear more of it from him. “I’m going to be all submissive, and you’ll be this big manly man?”
“So you don’t have to force yourself to,” Lee explained with a grin. “You can be yourself and beg me to fuck you, right? And I can take care of you.”
I couldn’t decide whether I wanted him to take care of me or fuck me again. “Ugh, why do I actually like the sound of that?” I questioned, burying my face in my hands. “Why are you such a stupid tough guy?”
“I can’t help it,” he laughed. “But you seem to like it.”
“I do,” I muttered. But I knew I was thrilled by all of this. I didn’t know if I’d ever felt this happy before.
“And hey, you need a place soon, right? I can help with that too.”
My eyes widened. Lee remembered my living predicament, which I’d mentioned in the past several times before getting distracted by texting him dirty stuff. “Lee, what are you saying?”
“Move in with me. If you’re going to be my boyfriend and want to get me off whenever I need it, you’ll need to be around. We can live together.”
I squirmed, feeling hot again. “And what? We’ll just… sleep together in your bed? Do it every night?”
Lee’s lip curled with a sly smirk. “You’re cute if you think we’ll just do it once a night. There’s no way I’m not going to get addicted to plowing your ass and cumming inside you whenever I want. Especially if you’re going to be teasing me with that body or making little noises all the time.”
“F-fuck,” was all I got out. The thought of it was making my head spin. It actually sounded incredible. I’d get to see him all the time. I’d have this big, hot dude around to rely on and confide in. To fuck me. We’d really be together.
“So? Roommates?” Lee’s eyebrow arched as he gave me an expectant look.
“Y-yes,” I let out. “Yes, I want it. I want you to fuck me every day, too. Whenever you want. Just… stay with me.”
“What do you take me for?” He got out with feigned indignation. “I’m your boyfriend, right? Your man.”
“Yeah, I know, manly man.” I wiped wet hair out of my eyes, trying not to meet his gaze because of the intensity of the thrills I was feeling in my stomach.
“You’re acting like I don’t want you,” Lee said. “I told you how I felt. I want you to be my boyfriend and live with me. Let’s give this a shot, okay?”
“Okay,” I answered shakily. “Fine! We can give it our best.”
“C’mere,” he suggested, and I took it as all the chance I needed to reach up to kiss him again.
“Mmn. Ngh,” I moaned into his lips. I was kissing my boyfriend. Lee was my boyfriend. I was about to be totally his when we moved in together, too. Fuck, I really loved this idiot. “Mmmmn. I can’t–mn–I can’t believe I let you ruin my graduation,” I mumbled through kisses.
Lee pulled back in alarm, glancing around at the bleachers. “Oh yeah. Wait, aren’t you late?”
I let out a titter of amusement. “You just now noticed? Something tells me you didn’t come here just to see me graduate.”
Lee shook his head as if disappointed in himself. “Yeah, alright, maybe! But that’s not great, is it? Your parents are going to be wondering where you are.”
“Oh,” I gasped. “Yeah, they will be. And all of my clothes are destroyed. Fuck…”
Lee waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it, babe. I can take you back to my place and you can shower and clean your clothes. We can probably make it back in time to meet up with your parents later so they don’t worry about you.”
I felt really excited that he’d called me “babe” but I remembered to give him some trouble. “Your place?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “Our place, you mean?” I asked, trying to be funny.
“Well, maybe when you move in.” He smirked. “For now it’s just mine, and you’ll follow my rules.”
I blushed. “You have rules about me using your shower?”
“That I get to keep an eye on things. I’ll need to be in the shower too. But then I remember that you like to share, right?”
My mouth popped open, and then I had to close it because I didn’t really have a comeback. He was thinking about doing it again, wasn’t he? He really was insatiable! Of course, now that I was thinking about it, I really wanted him to rail me in his shower too. If we went back to his place now, with me officially being his boyfriend and after I’d said all that stuff… there was no way we weren’t having sex again. I’d make him fuck me if I had to. Fuck, now I really wanted it.
“If you want, Lee,” I managed weakly. “But hey, um, if you were thinking about doing anything else… well, I don’t know if we’ll be able to make it back here in time.”
Lee’s gaze met mine, a little sparkle glittering in the dark.
“Wanna bet?”
The End.