Cumming For Me

Alex is my best friend of many years. He's sweet, smart, and has a dry wit that is completely disarming. He's considered and measured: he's the most level headed person I've ever met.

This is part of what makes him so appealing to me. I know he'd never blur the lines of our carefully drawn friendship, but I yearn to. I want to surprise him out of his composure and feel him desire me. I feel a little insecure about the fact that he doesn't seem even slightly into me. I can describe an entire sexual encounter I've had and he won't raise an eyebrow, let alone lust for me.

Not that I've been trying to seduce him. At least, not really. But I decided to change that.

It was a hot summer's day and he was staying at my house for the night. We live in different cities and he was crashing on my floor during a visit.

We had an amazing day and really connected. We talked about what was going on with our families, our work, our health, our minds... I felt so close to him emotionally, and I wanted to be that close to him physically.

When we got in I decided to tease him a little and see if he responded. I was wearing a summer dress - blue, floaty, and just the kind of thing that makes me feel like a lady. We sat on the floor chatting, and I pulled my knees in towards me so that my underwear was exposed to him. I saw his eyes flicker down to my knickers a few times, but he didn't seem to react.

I decided a less subtle approach was needed.

"Alex," I started, my voice light "what do you think about when you masturbate? Do you watch porn?"

He frowns a little and holds my gaze. It's slightly out of the blue, but this question isn't really outside our usual limits of conversation.

He looks away and sighs. "I don't know, really... I usually watch porn, but I feel like that's getting a bit old at this point."

My heart aches a little as he looks unnecessarily weary for our age. I can't help but move closer. He's been unlucky in love and never really had much intimacy with others.

I resolve to be more forward. "Sometimes I fantasise about cuddling while you touch yourself. Is that something you'd be open to?"

His eyes open wider and meet mine. His lips part a little, but he doesn't look upset. He looks curious. But then he frowns.

"Rosie, you know I love you, but I wouldn't want to lose our friendship. You mean too much to me."

I laugh a little at his solemnity. "Who's talking about losing this friendship? You know I've had casual relationships with friends in the past. We're so close, I just want to express that closeness in a physical way. For me it wouldn't be romantic, exactly, more like an expression of intense platonic love- in a sexual way. No romance, but plenty of sexiness..." I smile lovingly as I gauge his reaction.

He smiles too and begins to nod, slowly. "A physical expression of friendship, no romance, only sex... I guess I can see that. If we can make it work, I would love that." he says, calm as ever, nodding as he processes the idea. "And I guess I think we can make it work..." His eyes meet mine and there's a very pregnant pause.

"So... The masturbation?" I say lightly, snuggling up to his shoulder. He smiles and nods. "Let's do it. I need you to spoon me, and we need some dirty, dirty porn."

I laugh and we almost race to my bed, pulling my laptop along with us. I open up a porn site I know we both like, and sit behind him, pulling in close so that he's secure between my legs. I kneel up so that I have a good view of his crotch. My lips are right by his ear, and I whisper to him that he should pull his cock out. He looks slightly nervous all of a sudden, but does as I say, smiling a little.

Being best friends, I know him inside out, so I know he likes a girl who can take control a little. But I had no idea how big his cock was. It's absolutely gorgeous, long and slightly girthy. I reach out and caress him gently. He starts to get hard as I breathe instructions into his ear. He navigates the site as he is told, picking out a video that seems to stiffen his cock fully in my soft hand.

At this point I move my hands away and I don't have to say anything more. Any initial shyness has vanished as his lust intensifies. The women on the screen are soft, voluptuous, with large breasts that clearly excite my friend. He starts to stroke his full length as their lovely tits are released from the bras that restrained them. Their tits bounce in front of him as his hand begins to bounce up and down his stiff cock.

I feel myself getting nice and wet as he shares this moment with me. He's so vulnerable right now, but we're both at ease, our bodies as close as our souls. I slide my hands along his thighs, caressing his lovely legs. I want to squeeze as close to him as possible. I feel desperate to soak up his lust until I'm dripping wet.

The sexy ladies on screen start to moan, and Alex seems to mimic them unconsciously with gasps and small noises of his own. I smile and kiss along his ear, down towards his neck. I can still see his lovely cock being worked to its full size in his hand. He pumps himself slow and steady, occasionally playing with his tip but never neglecting the full length of his considerable cock.

I lip my lips without meaning to. I'd love to get on my knees now and suck him off, have him fuck my mouth til I'm begging him to stop, but this isn't about me. I need to focus on his needs. And what he needs is to feel able to let go.

"That's it, sweetheart," I say, my mouth wet at his ear. He is starting to pant a little as he watches the actresses ram each other with curved dildos. "Are you imagining it's your cock in their sweet pussies?" I smile, my dirty mouth turning out the words sweetly. "Imagine it's your cock, baby. Imagine it for me, Alex, please... We need your cum, baby, so bad..."

He moans and beats his cock faster as he leans back into me. "That's it sweetheart, cum in my arms baby, you know I love you so much" I say firmly as I move my hands along his thighs. I gently tug him so that he has to spread his legs a little for me.

At this he seems to lose control. His hand is going manically at his cock, hard and fast, just like his breathing, and he looks away from the camera and locks eyes with me. He's desperate, and lust filled, and completely exposed to me. I feel a strong desire to protect him, but from what I'm not sure. Nevertheless, I kiss his forehead and caress his cheek. He turns towards me so that I can hold him in my arms.

I instruct him to cum for me. I do it over and over, eagerly and desperately. He's turned me into such a slut, and thank God I've managed to do the same for him. He moans openly, staring at me with desperate, almost devoted eyes.

"I need your cum," I breathe, feeling my wet cunt lips slipping against each other every time he jerks against me. He finally satisfies me, spurting long streams of thick white cum all over himself and me, gloriously messy, warm and desperate, just like him.

I kiss him full on the lips for the first time, and he responds passionately. Somehow I know this won't be the last time we do this. I pull away to take in the sight in front of me: my best friend laid underneath me, covered in his own cum, tired but incredibly sexy.

I scoop up as much of his cum as I can and swallow it, licking my fingers clean. I feel like I am really his, or he is really mine. I finally feel like we are as close as I want to be. I've made him happy, and he's given me exactly what I crave: hot cum to lick up, while gazing at a man I love. And God I love him so much.