But He's My Best Friend
Mature 18+
© Copyright<>Petra Y Cooper
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But He’s My Best Friend
She had me on my knees in front of my best friend. A cock ring around both of us. She slipped a plug between my lips as I looked up at him. His arms were cuffed above his head. His ankles were chained to the floor. He was spread wide, blindfolded.
“You know you want to taste him. I’m giving you the freedom to do so.”
She pulled the plug out of my mouth and twisted it slowly into my hole. I clenched my fist.
“I’m not gay.”
She pushed it deeper as she spoke, and I felt myself tighten my cock, leaking all over the floor. I looked up again and watched his drip. I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips. I bit my tongue to stop myself from pleading for more.
“Breathe. Sexuality is fluid.”
“I’m not gay.”
“Yet you’re hard as a rock with your best friend’s cock hanging in your face inches away from your lips.”
“I’m hard because of you, Mommy.”
“You’re hard for both of us.”
I looked down, not wanting to admit the truth out loud.
“Take him into your mouth.”
“No, what if he becomes angry?”
“Why would he be mad?”
“Because we aren’t gay and we are practically brothers.”
“If he said yes, what would be your response then?”
I look up at his face, imagining him telling me to suck him off. I couldn’t admit it out loud. But I’ve fantasized about it more than a time or two. All of those late nights gaming, staying over, wrestling, and working out together. I’ve seen him naked more times than I could count, and it always made my mind wander, made me wonder what if.
“I would take him deep down my throat.”
I looked at his cock again
“I know you would.”
I panicked, realizing I said it out loud, looking up at him again, I was scared
“He can’t hear you. I put earplugs in his ears. And you two consented to anything and everything. Remember, we all agreed only scat and golden showers were off the table.”
“But we didn’t discuss fucking each other.”
“You agreed that it didn’t matter if you touched each other.”
“Touching isn’t fucking.”
She leaned closer to my face, smiling
“Lines are blurred, aren’t they?”
I nodded
“I know.”
She finally popped the plug all the way in and started stroking me. I squeezed my eyes tight.
“So do it.”
“Yes, Mommy.”
I licked my lips before leaning in and taking a quick taste of the precum leaking from him. The moment my tongue flicked, his body jerked, and the taste made me want more. Before I could stop myself, I took him into my mouth. Way too fast and choked, he gasped. She grabbed my hair and yanked me back. She patted and rubbed my back.
“Don’t be greedy, take it slow.”
And I did so. Slowly taking him inch by inch. She turned the vibration on my plug high before doing the same to the cock ring. She stood and moved towards him, turning on his ring. A high-pitched moan filled my ears. Making my mouth water. He fucked my mouth as best he could, considering he couldn’t fully stand on his feet or grab me. No standing like this, he was at my mercy. I took him all the way down
“Fuuuuuuccckkkk.”
The groan made me cup his balls as he pulsated at the back of my throat. I watched our mistress stand behind him. I couldn’t see everything, but the way his body tensed and relaxed, I knew she had slid inside of him. She was a master with her strap. She fucked him deeper into my mouth. And he was screaming with pleasure. I reached up and tugged his nipple. I watched her take out his earplugs, moving faster. And when the blindfold came off, and he looked down, his surprise smile soon turned contorted with pleasure as I swirled my tongue, stroking him. She reached around, grabbed my head, and pushed him so deep I couldn’t breathe. We were both close, and she knew it. The moment his cum coated the back of my throat, I came so hard I saw stars.
"Your mouth is magic."
His voice was hoarse, and my throat was sore but I was ready for more.
