I had just wrapped up a FaceTime call with my sister when the doorbell rang. Mr. Thick, my Grindr date, had messaged that he was about fifteen minutes away. Playfully, I responded with a picture of my dick and the caption ‘make it five.’ To my surprise, he actually arrived in just five minutes. The impact of the picture of just my dick brought a sly grin to my face. If his cock matched his intriguing username, then it was going to be an exciting night.
Originally, I had intended to greet Mr. Thick au naturel and surrender to his desires the moment I opened the doors. However, the unexpected FaceTime call from my sister earlier made me put on a robe. I briefly considered disrobing again before answering the door, ultimately opting to let him undress me. As I swung the door open, my smile faded, and I silently expressed gratitude to the heavens for the robe. Standing before me, looking like a lost child, was my best friend, AJ.
‘Ore and I broke up again,’ he said as he brushed past me and went straight to my bed.
I closed the door and started looking around for the underwear and shirt I tossed away when I got confirmation from Mr. Thick that he was going to give me a good time. I lived in a snug studio apartment, where a single sweeping glance from any corner unveiled the entirety of my living space. A cozy bed was discreetly tucked away behind a sleek pull-out couch. Across from the couch, an entertainment center housed my television. A petite kitchenette stood just a few paces from my seating area, and adjacent to the kitchenette was the door to my bathroom. Beside my bed, there was a closet on one side where I kept my clothes, and on the other side, a set of drawers for my belongings. Right next to my bed, there was a nightstand with a few rolls of condoms and a small bottle of lube.
‘What happened?’ I asked, still scanning the room for my underwear. Finally, I spotted it on the floor, right next to the nightstand.
‘What happened?’ I asked, still scanning the room for my underwear. Finally, I spotted it on the floor, right next to the nightstand.
AJ had been my best friend since our teenage years. We had practically grown up together on the same street, attending the same schools right up until university. We have always supported each other through thick and thin. Even though I was currently horny, with a semi-erect dick and an eager young man en route to help cure that horniness, I couldn’t possibly turn away my best friend. He appeared to be in desperate need of a friend.
‘Sure, you don’t even have to ask.’
‘Thank you.’
I retrieved my phone from my pocket and sent a message to Mr. Thick, explaining that something unexpected had come up and asking if we could reschedule. He blocked me instantly
AJ set his phone down on the nightstand, right next to the condoms. He had his eyes closed, and his hands were folded over his chest.
I picked up my underwear and tried to head to the bathroom to put it on.
‘Do you need anything?’ I asked.
AJ opened his eyes, then stretched out both hands.
‘I could really use a hug from my best friend,’ he said, gesturing for me to come closer. I had my underwear in hand, contemplating whether to put it on before the hug or afterward. ‘Please,’ he added with such profound sadness that I dropped my underwear, sat down beside him, and embraced him.
AJ clung to me with a firm grip, and I wrapped my arm around him, offering gentle pats on his back. In a soft, reassuring tone, I whispered, ‘It’s alright.’
‘I think it’s truly over this time, Mo,’ he said.
I remained silent, my hand continuing to offer comforting pats on AJ’s back. His relationship with Oreoluwa had been a rollercoaster for two long years. Each time they fought, AJ declared it was the final straw, only to reconcile a mere twelve hours later. Their bond was undeniably passionate yet remarkably tumultuous, a unique blend of obsession and intolerance. In the moments they weren’t engaged in heated arguments, they were fucking, caught in a relentless cycle of moving from enemies to lovers. It was often painful to watch.
‘I like that girl so much, but she is just so fucking difficult sometimes. She keeps demanding things from me that I can’t give to her, he explained
‘Things like what?’
AJ broke free from the hug and looked at me. ‘She wants me to tell her I love her, He revealed.
‘And?’
‘And I don’t have any romantic feelings for her, just sexual,’ he clarified. ‘We both agreed right from the start—no falling in love, just keeping it strictly physical.’
I playfully teased, ‘So, how’s that working out for you?’
AJ responded with a gentle punch to my arm.
‘I honestly like her, and I tried my best to develop romantic feelings, but it simply isn’t happening,’ he sighed. ‘She was so upset when she said, ‘I love you,’ and I couldn’t say it back.’
‘Did you tell her it’s because you’re physically unable to fall in love or say, ‘I love you?’ I asked.
AJ punched me again. ‘Hey, that’s not true. I’m very capable of those things.’
‘Dude, I’ve known you for over a decade, and I’ve never heard you say ‘I love you’ to anyone, much less admit that you’re in love.’
‘Well, I might have never said it before, but I have been in love before,’ AJ said matter-of-factly.
‘With who?’ I asked with excitement.
‘It doesn’t matter. It was years ago, and they didn’t love me back.’
‘Was it Bella?’ I asked. Bella was a girl I knew AJ really liked back in university, but things didn’t work out.
‘It was way before Bella.’
AJ and Bella met during their freshman year at the university, so if it wasn’t Bella, it must have been someone from our secondary school days. ‘Are you telling me that you’ve been incapable of falling in love all this time because of some girl from secondary school who didn’t love you back?’ I asked, taken aback by this revelation.
‘It’s actually a bit more complicated,’ he said with a troubled expression. ‘Could we talk about something else, please?’ he begged.
I hugged him again and said, ‘You’ll be fine.’
‘I miss her already,’ AJ confessed, his grip on my hand tight. ‘Can I ask you for a favor, Mo?’
“Anything you need,” I assured him.
‘This might sound weird but can you just hold me for a minute?’
AJ and I had shared countless hugs over the years, with our longest embrace probably lasting no more than thirty seconds. However, in all those years of friendship, he had never made a request like this before. It struck me that he must be going through something truly challenging to ask me to hold him. Or perhaps he had been drinking. Yet I leaned toward the former because, despite the faint scent of alcohol on his breath, his words and demeanor didn’t suggest he was intoxicated.
“Of course,” I replied. I repositioned myself next to AJ, making sure my robe stayed in place. In hindsight, I realized I should have dressed before granting his request, but it was too late. AJ had already draped his left arm across my chest, resting his head on my left arm. I resumed gently patting his back, and before I knew it, he was snoring softly.
This wasn’t how I planned to spend my evening. I had expected to have my dick at the back of Mr. Thick’s throat by now, not consoling my mopey best friend. I decided to let AJ sleep for a while before getting up to dress and finding a spot on the pullout couch. But then something completely unexpected happened. AJ slipped his leg between mine. I was taken aback and unsure of how to react. He was still snoring softly, completely unaware of his actions. Perhaps he thought he was in bed with Oreoluwa. I debated whether or not to wake him up.
‘AJ. AJ,’ I called, my voice barely above a whisper. He stirred, and for a moment, I thought he was waking up. However, he simply held me even tighter and shifted his leg up, brushing against my dick.
AJ was the very first person I confided in about my true self. The memory is as vivid as if it happened just yesterday. We were both fourteen and had just returned home from school. Our daily routine involved me heading straight to his house after school for video game sessions before heading home. The anxiety welled up inside me so much that when I finally uttered the words “I am gay” to AJ, my voice shook uncontrollably. But AJ, the remarkable person he is, responded with a warm hug and began to playfully tease me, all to help me feel at ease.
“So you’re gay, which means you’re into guys, right?”
“Yes,” I replied, my voice timid.
He playfully nudged my side and quipped, “Does that mean you’re into me?” He laughed.
‘Ew, no, you’re my best friend. That’s gross.’
We both laughed.
We resumed our video game, and a sense of relief washed over me. I had been so afraid of losing him, but AJ’s reaction reassured me. From that moment on, he became an unwavering ally. He accompanied me to parades and parties, and on occasion, he would even drop me off for my dates. He had this quirky habit of approaching anyone he didn’t approve of, introducing himself as my boyfriend, and effectively chasing them away. I used to call him a cockblocker, even though his protective instincts saved me from numerous potentially disastrous dates. There was a time when I was assaulted, and AJ dedicated an entire week to nursing me back to health. His care and concern only intensified after that incident. He truly was the best friend a guy could ever hope for.
That’s why I couldn’t understand why I was allowing myself to get turned on by my best friend in such a vulnerable moment when all he needed was comfort from his best friend. Shame coursed through me as I desperately searched for a way to stop these inappropriate desires. I shifted onto my side, attempting to leave the bed, but AJ drew me even closer to himself.
I was attempting to remove myself from an awkward situation, but instead, I found myself in an even more precarious one. AJ’s arm clung tightly to my chest, his warm breath brushed against the nape of my neck; and most unsettling of all, I could feel his dick pressed against my ass.
My robe inadvertently swung open with all the shifting, leaving my erection exposed. What was once semi-hard had now become a full-on erection, and I was gripped with fear, afraid to make any sudden movements that might awaken AJ and expose my erection. Desperately, I tried to think of things that would make me go soft, but the sensation of his cock against my ass made it an arduous task.
I lay there motionless, my mind racing with thoughts on how to rid myself of this inconvenient situation. Then, I felt it—a subtle yet unmistakable twitch. My initial uncertainty gave way to the realization that his cock was growing, pressing firmly against my ass. Now, there was no hope of my own erection subsiding. I decided to lie perfectly still, hoping that somehow everything would return to normal.
As I lay there, my body betrayed me, leaking from my dick. I clung to a glimmer of hope that this bizarre situation might resolve itself, especially since AJ hadn’t moved for a while. However, my optimism was short-lived. After minutes of silence and stillness, AJ broke the calm by drawing me in even closer and pressing his cock more firmly against my ass. Though there were layers of fabric between us—his sweatpants and my robe—tthe undeniable presence of his erection penetrated through.
“Baby,” AJ whispered into my ear. The word sent a shiver down my spine. AJ had only ever called me that when he was playfully pretending to be my boyfriend or when he was actually addressing his girlfriend, Oreoluwa. The realization hit me like a freight train: he must really be thinking he was in bed with his girlfriend.
I tried once more to get myself away from him, hoping to avoid an uncomfortable and potentially awkward conversation in the morning. However, AJ’s grip tightened, and his voice took on a commanding tone. “No,” he said firmly, his words more of a directive than a request.
And, as if to reassure me that he was fully aware of his actions, he allowed his hand to slide down and gently circle my throbbing dick. Using one of his fingers, he teasingly spread the slick cream all over my tip.
“AJ,” I moaned, my voice laden with uncertainty, almost posing it as a question to confirm if he was truly aware of the path we were about to take.
In response, he replied with a sensuous stroke of his hand. As his skilled fingers moved along my dick, I couldn’t resist the temptation. I began to grind my ass in a slow, tantalizing rhythm against his hardening cock. AJ emitted a low, primal grunt, his hand never missing a beat as it slid up and down my throbbing shaft.
My mind was going crazy, struggling to comprehend the surreal situation unfolding. I found it almost impossible to believe that my best friend now held my pulsating erection in his hand while his own erection pressed firmly against my ass. It was an unimaginable scenario, one I had never even dared to dream about, and yet, there we were, immersed in this electrifying moment.
My robe had totally rolled up due to my up-and-down movements. I was now naked, and the only thing between us was his sweatpants, and AJ took his hand off my dick to pull his pants down. The first sensation I had was his hand rubbing across my crack. His rod was hard and warm, and my heart longed urgently for it. AJ ran his cock up and down my crack, briefly stopping to tease my hole. I was desperate to have him inside of me.
‘Do you want me?’
‘Yes,’ I moaned.
‘Are you sure?’ He spoke directly into my ear.
At that very moment, I desired him more intensely than anything I’d ever yearned for in my life. I craved the sensation of him inside me and the taste of his essence. I turned to meet his gaze, our eyes locking in a profound connection.
“I need you, AJ,” I confessed, my voice trembling with desire.
He closed his eyes, leaned in, and our lips met in a kiss. The feeling of my best friend’s tongue inside my mouth was both electrifying and surreal, like a whirlwind of emotions. Everything was unfolding rapidly, and I found myself unable to believe the reality of the situation. My hand moved down to his throbbing cock; I began to stroke it, and he did the same to me.
Our tongues twirled in each other’s mouths, and our cocks throbbed in each other’s hands. It was incredible, and he was incredible. As he kissed me, he rhythmically stroked my bare back with his other hand. Running his nail down my back gently. His hand finds its way down and neatly settles on the bottom of my ass.
‘Mo?’ AJ spoke into my mouth without breaking the kiss.
‘Hmm, hmm,’ I replied.
‘I want you too,’ he pleaded.
I broke the kiss and immediately moved toward his throbbing cock. AJ tilted his head back, releasing a deep, sensual moan as I engulfed his erection with my eager mouth. With deliberate slowness, I glided my lips down his firm shaft, savoring the sensation of his pulsing cock against my tongue.
‘Fuck. jesus. Fuck,’ he moaned as I swallowed him whole.
I swirled my tongue around his tip, trying to taste more pre-cum. He responded by pushing his throbbing cock further into my mouth. I relaxed my jaw, letting his stiff length glide deeper down my throat. As I moved forward, his cock continued to slide into my throat until there was no more room. My lips had now reached the very base of his shaft.
I pleasured his cock, ran my tongue along its length, and generously lubricated it with my mouth for a moment longer. He was getting close; I could feel him throbbing and ready to unload.
“Oh, my goodness! Fuck!” AJ screamed. I was deep-throating him enthusiastically, caressing his balls with both hands. “I am going to cum, Mo.” He grabbed my hair, attempting to pull my head away, but I gently pushed his hand aside. I wanted to enjoy this moment.
“Mo, I’m about to cum,” he warned.
But I didn’t budge; I kept on sucking him. A few seconds later, I felt him release his warm, thick cum right into my throat. I made sure to drain him completely before coming up for air. I collapsed beside him, listening as he tried to catch his breath. The taste of his cum was exquisite. I licked my lips, hoping to savor any lingering traces of it. I longed to taste it again, but I didn’t want to seem too greedy.
‘Are you good?’ I asked.
‘That was the best head I have ever gotten in my life.’
I felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Aware of AJ’s extensive dating history, the fact that he considered my performance the best left me both pleased and hard.
‘Glad I could be of service,’ I laughed.
The house fell into silence; the only sound that could be heard was of the both of us trying to catch our breaths. My mind raced with uncertainty about what should happen next. Should I head for a shower, or would he decide to leave? We just crossed a huge line; what impact would it have on our friendship? My thoughts swirled in a dizzying array until AJ finally broke the silence; his gaze locked onto mine as he said, ‘My turn.’
He shifted on the bed, positioning himself between my legs. He took his hoodie off and tossed it aside. Gently, he spread my legs and placed my feet on his shoulders. I held my breath as I awaited the sensation of his mouth on my dick. However, he surprised me by leaning in to kiss my balls. Then I felt the tender touch of his tongue tracing circles around my hole. As he delved deeper, his tongue ventured further. I couldn’t help but gasp at the electrifying sensation.
His tongue pushed in and out of me rhythmically, making me moan with pleasure. With a firm grip, he spread my cheeks apart to grant himself better access to my eager hole.
‘AJ,’ I cried out, my voice filled with desire, please don’t stop.’
After he had thoroughly teased my hole with his tongue, he reached for the lube on the nightstand and squeezed some onto my hole. Tossing the lube, he used his fingers to spread it generously. He leant closer; his eyes locked onto mine. “Do you want this?” he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
I could feel the tip of his cock pressing against my hole, and I was sure I had never wanted anything more in life than to feel him rearrange my guts.
‘Please,’ I replied.
He pushed his cock a little into my tight hole, and I screamed.
‘Please what?’
‘I want you,’ I begged.
He pushed in another inch.
‘This is it, MO, there is no going back. Is this what you really want?’
For me, the point of no return had been reached the moment he released his warm load into my mouth. Now, with a quarter of his cock inside me, there was definitely no turning back. I gazed into his eyes with determination and whispered, ‘Stop talking and fuck me, AJ.’ Our lips met in a passionate kiss as he slowly, inch by inch, pushed his cock deeper inside me.
He initiated a rhythmic dance of passion, filling me with each deep, powerful thrust. It was a delicate balance of tenderness and raw strength, intensified by the undeniable thickness of his cock. Pleasure and a hint of pain mingled, creating an electrifying feeling that left me yearning for more. And more he gave. With each passing moment, his pace quickened, and his balls smacked against my ass. Every thrust stretched me to new limits. I could feel my climax building.
‘Fuck. Oh yes. I am going to cum, AJ. I am going to cum,’ I groaned loudly.
He leaned over and whispered, ‘Not yet, baby, please.’
He called me “baby” for the second time that night, and the way those words rolled off his tongue sent a shiver through my entire being. This moment with him was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. It was as if the entire universe was inside me, as if I held the power to both create and destroy. Every pleasure known to humankind coursed through me, and I was awash in a symphony of sensations, an ecstasy I never wanted to end.
AJ grabbed my cock and stroked it while still pounding my ass.
‘Fuck, I am going to cum! Fuck!’
‘Not yet,’ AJ said as he pounded even faster. Precum oozed from my dick, and AJ used it to lube up my tip.
‘Now, please... Let me cum... please, I begged him.
‘Soon, baby, soon.’
I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last. I was on the brink of exploding. My entire body was twitching, and it felt like my organs were on the verge of going into shock if I didn’t cum action soon.
‘Please,’ I begged desperately.
He smiled at me and said, ‘go ahead.’
My cock twitched, and I began to shoot ropes of cum. Some landed on his chest, while the rest adorned my own.
My climax triggered AJ’s orgasm. With a final thrust, I felt his hot cum filling me up. Each pulse of his cock was followed by another thrust, squirting more and more of his cum inside me.
AJ crumpled against me, his body slick with sweat and his breath ragged. I could feel his cock slowly softening inside me. His now soft cock slipped out of my ass, and AJ plopped down beside me.
‘Are you okay?’ he asked gently.
I managed to nod, still catching my breath.
A smile played on AJ’s lips as he admitted, ‘I’ve always wanted to do that.’
His words left me with questions, but exhaustion weighed down on me, making it hard to move my lips, let alone ask for clarification.
He drew me closer, my head resting on his chest, where the steady rhythm of his heartbeat provided a soothing lullaby. AJ’s fingers traced soothing patterns on my back, lulling me toward sleep. His words became a gentle murmur in my ears as I drifted in and out of consciousness. With a tender kiss on my forehead, just before I drifted away, I heard him whisper.
‘I love you, Mo. I have always loved you.’ His declaration hung in the air like a sweet promise.
