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You and Kevin were laying in his bedroom together. It was just another Friday night spent with a good friend. Well, he’s a little more than a friend. Not a whole relationship, but rather friends with benefits.
This was a newly established step in your friendship. The most you two have done consisted of heavy petting and making out. Yes, that was super hot, but you wanted to do more. Stopping your train of thought and breaking the silence, Kevin mumbled something. “What?” you said, barely hearing him. You shifted yourself onto your side, facing him. He was rather flushed, which you didn’t notice until now.
“I… found out something cool the other day.” he said, now audible. “Oh yeah? Lay it on me.” You grinned a little bit, all ears for what he was about to say. “...Idon’havagg’reflx” he said, way too fast and quiet. Why was he being so nervous? This usually wasn’t him. “You gotta speak up, Kev.” you chuckled a little bit at his unusual behavior.
“Are you trying to humiliate me?” he stopped making eye contact, face growing more red by the second. “No!! I just can’t hear you! Is it embarrassing?” A moment of silence stood heavy between you. He looked back up at you, grinning slightly and now fidgeting. “I. Don’t. Have. A. Gag. Reflex.” He enunciated, finally audible.
Now you were blushing too. What are you supposed to do with this information? How did he find this out? Was this an offer? You let out a squeak as an attempt of a response, both confusing and lewd thoughts swimming through your head.
“Was that too straightforward?” Kevin responded, grinning out of embarrassment now. So it was an offer! “I… I didn’t know you… um…” and other babblings came out of your mouth. You were all for this. Hell, you were just thinking about this a minute ago! But you didn’t expect it right this moment. You weren’t mentally prepared to respond in a normal manner.
“C’mon, speak to me.” he rested his delicate hand on the side of your face. Your eyes darted up at his face, down at his body, and met with his crotch. He was hard enough for you to see an outline through his sweatpants. That made your own dick twitch.
Stuttering, you formed a sentence. “Wh-where did this all come from?” You questioned him. “Oh, I don’t know, just remembered it.” Kevin nonchalantly replied, he was gaining confidence seeing you flustered.
Lips suddenly crashed together. You were the one who initiated it. Feeling his soft lips against your slightly chapped ones was enough to let out a small huff of air through your nose as you both sunk into the kiss.
Kevin softly moaned with each kiss you two exchanged. You loved his hair, so you ran your fingers through the soft locks. Feeling his warmth was driving you crazy, you wanted more from him.
You were the one who proposed the friends with benefits thing. You were crazy for him, every part of his body was perfect. You couldn’t let an opportunity like this slide. This was the first time he suggested anything sexual, too. Legs locked together as you deepened the kiss, the sensation of both your hard-ons pressing together through cloth made your head spin.
Kevin broke the kiss, panting. “So… Wanna try my mouth out?” Where did he get this confidence from!? He was normally shy about this type of stuff, as seen before. “L-let’s see if you’re even telling the truth.” You stammered. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out slightly, without command. You slid your index and middle fingers inside his mouth.
Holy shit, it was warm. And wet. And really soft. Your fingers traveled back further, tracing the back of his mouth and eventually his throat. His plush tongue licked what it could, without getting in the way of your exploration.
Kevin began to pant as you touched and prodded all over, exciting yourself with how easily he was taking this. He was right. No matter what part you touch, he didn’t gag, cough, or anything. You wondered how he figured this out…
Your heart pounding and dick throbbing were in sync. This was perfect. Damp digits slid out of Kevin’s mouth, leaving a string of spit connecting the two. You cleaned your fingers of his spit by sucking on them. This did something for Kevin, as he shuddered while watching you.
“You were right. I’m surprised.” you grinned. “Why would I lie about that!?” Kevin retorted, slightly giggling. “I dunno, so you can get in my pants?” “I’m gonna get in your pants either way, loser! I know you’re obsessed with me.” He was right. You laughed. How could you not be obsessed with this twink? He’s so small compared to you. If you wanted, you could crush him like a bug. Not that you were going to, though. That’s mean.
He got on top of you, pinning you flat against the bed as he shuffled downwards to your cock. Without hesitation, the man pulled down the waistband of your shorts and released your dick, already leaking precum. “Wow, you’re desperate.” Kevin snarkily responded, staring at your rager.
“Fucking brat.” You grabbed him by the jaw, sticking a thumb in his mouth to pull said jaw down. He happily obliged to the forceful action, loving it. He wished you manhandled him more.
With your other hand, you gripped his hair and guided him down on your cock, steadily sliding to your base, lips practically kissing your mons. He moaned against your cock when taking your length in. You couldn’t help but let out a groan yourself.
That soft throat you were just feeling with your fingers is wrapped around your aching sex now. To adjust, Kevin swallowed around you, sending a shiver through your spine. “Y-you can move.” He didn’t respond. What? Kevin did the stupid finger-in-hole signal with his hands. You tried to put the puzzle together.
“...Facefuck you?” That was right, apparently, as he nodded eagerly. Oh. You were more than okay with this. Both your hands took handfuls of that soft, black hair and you began to thrust, beginning gently. Sure, he had no gag reflex but you don’t want to hurt him another way.
You couldn’t believe you were throatfucking your best? friend. And god, it felt better than anything else you put your dick in. Maybe it’s because you secretly loved him a little too. Okay, maybe a lot. You don’t think you can admit that, though. At least not yet.
Before your thoughts could get too off-track, you looked down instead of staring into space. You gasped at the sight. Kevin was staring at you with those big, gentle, half-lidded eyes. He always looked tired, and probably was. But you found it weirdly hot.
The eye contact made you whimper and thrust harder, deep and fast. You heard the fwip of Kevin taking his own dick out his sweatpants and swiftly stroking it. Good to know he’s getting off to this too. He whined and moaned around your cock, sending vibrations through the whole thing. What a fucking slut.
You had a weird idea in your head, and decided to execute it. A hand from behind his head came down and gently feathered around his throat, before grabbing it firmly. Kevin keened at the sensation, and almost screamed in pleasure around your dick from what you did next. You gripped his throat harder and begun to thrust roughly, feeling your dick near his adam’s apple.
He began to sweat and blush harder at the sensation. It did cut off some airflow, but felt fucking amazing. He loves being used. Kevin stopped masturbating to grab your thigh for support. Your head was spinning from it all, and while you wish this could go on forever, you felt your orgasm approach.
Tingly warmth pooled in your stomach, you gripped both hands on him harder. He was disheveled from being your fucktoy. Lips puffy from your facefucking, face, neck and shoulders flushed, and eyes watering slightly. You adored how he looked, it made the tingling in your stomach get stronger. “I’m close Kev…” He whimpered in response, understanding.
Your breath hitched as you feel the warmth of your cum rise from your dick. You let go of his throat, using that hand to comb your fingers through his hair again as your orgasm washed over your senses. “Yo-you’re my good boy. I love you…” you filled his throat with your seed as you mumbled sweet praises to him.
WAIT. Your eyes widened at what you just said. You two are currently wearing the shame expression. “I-I mean I…” You didn’t know what to say, and you were horrible at lying. He sat up as you stopped playing with his hair.
“I’m sorry. I won’t say it agai-” he silenced you by kissing you. You just came down his throat, but you don’t mind. He parted the kiss. “Do you mean it?” Kevin asked, with an unreadable expression on his face. You don’t know if you just ruined an entire relationship or not. All you could do is nod.
He hugged you and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “I love you too, man.” WHAT? “Is this a bit?” you asked nervously. “Nuh uh, I wouldn’t joke about that.” Your brain froze. You kept replaying him saying “I love you too, man” in your head. Each time, though, it sounded unreal. Is this a dream?
“Kevin, I-... I mean, like, love-love.” “I know! I said I love you too.” He couldn’t see, but you were smiling. All you could do was hug him harder. He hugged you back in a similar fashion, and you two held each other for a couple of minutes, just listening to each other softly breathing.
Once your senses calmed down, you realized something. He was hard this whole time; it was pressing against your thigh. I mean, he didn’t exactly get to cum, so you’re not too surprised. “Um.” You began, “You-you’re still… your… uh…”
“This?” he rolled his hips, grinding his boner against your thigh. You softly gasped and let out an “mhm” and said “Do you want any help with that…? I know we just confessed our feelings to each other, but I feel bad for leaving you hanging.” He laughed, and responded.
“Sure, i’d love that.”