The following story is based on a real event that happened to me when I was 25. All people in this story were over 18.
"How about a movie?" Asked Becca with a friendly smile, her curly brown framing her face.
"Sounds good," I replied sitting down on the coach. "I've heard good things about that new action movie on Netflix."
Becca nodded and sat next to me on the couch, as she picked up the remote and began scanning through options.
Becca, who had been friends with me since college, was cute in a tomboyish kind of way. She was a slender five foot six, 24 year old woman, with olive skin and perky grapefruit sized breasts. On this day she was dressed as she usually did, cute but not fussy. Her overall shorts framed her peach shaped butt and beneath she wore a white crop top that showed a hint of skin at her waist. To top it all off she was wearing her baseball cap backwards, a "signal of her sexuality" she called it. A message to the world that she was a lesbian, and proud of it.
Though I admired Becca, the two of us had never done anything together. As long as I had known her, she had been gay, and although I was considered handsome, I knew that was a line she didn't want to cross. She was into girls, and I respected that. Still that didn't stop me from stealing a look now and then. It was hard not to.
"Is this the one you were thinking of watching?" Becca pointed at the image on the tv, a muscular man running away from an explosion.
"Looks right to me." I shrugged and leaned back.
"Cool." Becca pressed play and turned off the lights behind her. "Do you mind I lean against you, while we watch? Katie is usually my pillow and since she's working late tonight I thought..." She looked at me with pleading doe eyes that she used whenever she wanted her way.
"Yea it's cool," I replied, allowing her to lay with her back against my chest, my legs on either side of her.
Becca and Katie had been dating for three years now. They had lived together for two. Like her girlfriend, Katie was really cute. Her body was similar to Becca's, but her face was covered in adorable freckles, and her hair was dirty blonde, a combination that had led me to many late night fantasies. Though I had fantasized about her plenty I had never done anything with her. She too was a proud lesbian, and even if she had been bi, I had no interest in breaking up my friend's relationship.
"Haha, no way he would have survived that fall."
Becca's laughter shook me out of my day dream. "Yea these movies take a lot of liberties with physics I guess."
"They sure do." Becca adjusted her position against me as she spoke, causing her body to grind against my crotch, and my heart to race.
"Yea, I mean how can someone survive a fall out of a four story building." I kept talking, trying to hide the fact that my gay friend was making me hard.
"Haha, totally!" Becca turned towards me causing her body to push further into my cock, now getting harder and harder. "Even if you did survive you wouldn't be running off like that guy."
"Haha yea." I tried to conceal my arousal but something in my face must have given me away.
"Are you okay?" Asked Becca, a look of concern in her face.
"Oh yea I'm fine." I adjusted my position, trying to hide my erection.
"Are you sure? You seem..." Becca paused and looked down at the tent in my pants, her olive cheeks turning red.
"Oh sorry it's. It's nothing. Let's just keep watching the movie." I stumbled over my words as I tried to conceal my hard on, Becca's eyes still locked on it.
"It's...um, it's okay." She tucked a strand of curly hair behind her ear. "I'm sure it happens all the time."
"Yea. Yea it's nothing." I tried to reach for a pillow to cover myself but couldn't reach one.
"Hey dude. Don't worry about it really." Becca paused the movie. "It's okay. It's, it's fine really." She was still looking down at my tent as she spoke.
"...okay. Are you sure?"
"Yea I mean, I've actually never seen this before, so it's just. I don't know. It's just surprising I guess."
My heart started beating faster, my cock now harder than ever, its outline clearly visible through my pants. "Well that makes sense." I smiled nervously. "You know because of the whole lesbian thing."
"Yea, the whole lesbian thing. I mean I am a lesbian but I just..."
At this point my heart was pounding out of my chest. What was Becca saying? This all felt like a dream. "You just what Becca?"
"Well I've just never seen one before. Not in person at least."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing and seeing. My cute lesbian friend was sitting between my legs with her eyes glued to the bulge in my pants.
"Would you..." I hesitated for a minute, not knowing what I should do next. "Would you like to see it?"
Becca bit her bottom lip and blushed a deep shade of pink. She paused for a minute before looking at me and nodding. "I think so. Is that okay?"
"Of course. As long as that's what you want."
Becca nodded again, her eyes looking up at me, her lip still curled under her teeth. "Umhmm."
The sound just barely escaped her lips but the affirmation made me feel so incredibly hard that I felt like I had no other choice. I unbuttoned my pants, unzipped my fly, and pulled out my cock, now throbbing, a drop of precum on its head.
Becca was speechless. Her mouth fell open as she saw my cock for the first time, one thick vein pulsing along the top of its 7 inch, circumcised shaft.
After a while she leaned in, seemingly unconsciously. "Um, how does it feel right now?"
"It feels really hard," I replied with a nervous chuckle.
"Like bad hard?"
"Like it wants to be touched." I couldn't believe what I had said.
