Best Friends Bare All E11 | What my friend needed was a good ass eating (Patreon)

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Drake didn't tell me the thing he wanted to try. The only thing I really knew was that it didn't involve just the two of us, or we would have done it already. 

“Hey, no nutting until Friday, okay?” He sent me a message on Snap. I was in bed about to knock one out before sleeping. 

“Why?” I asked.

“It's going to be better if we hold out until then.” 

“If we're fucking a girl together again, I'm going to last 2 seconds if I hold it for 4 days.” In fact, after years of cumming myself to sleep, my boner was expecting its nightly release. 

“Don't worry, it's not that. Deal?” Drake messaged back. 

“Deal.” 

It was a hard couple of days. Literally. I didn't sleep well that night nor the other nights. The horn was peeking out at any chance, and I was drooling over some girl’s midriff while she gave the class a presentation.

Drake was sitting next to me in lecture and caught me ogling. At first, he gripped my shoulder to break me out of my trance.

Then, he went lower. 

“Hey, dude.” I snap out of it and look around the lecture hall. Everyone is either on their phone or computer, and no one sees Drake’s hand directly on my crotch. He feels the hard shape in my shorts from the base to the tip. Having avoided touching in case I get too tempted these last couple of days, it feels incredible to get some attention.

“Me too.” He nods down at his own groin. Once my eyes were down there too, he made it twitch obviously. The large shape looks like it's fighting to get out of its prison. 

He motions with his head again and I reach out to put my hand on it. 

“OhHh!” Drake makes an ugly orgasm face complete with his tongue out and his eyes rolling backwards. He shakes his body and I quickly retract my arm in case we attract any attention. 

But he doesn't move his hand from my groin. Instead, he teases me by moving his thumb over the covered head. 

“Chill, dude. You're going to make these wet. Beige isn't good for stains,” he says casually. “Let's kick it.”

“Right now?” I ask as my brain zooms in on the presenter’s belly button again. Even his light stimulation with her mostly covered up is about to make me cream my pants. That's how ready I am. 

“Right now.” Drake stops massaging my cock suddenly and packs up his things. I follow his lead and soon we leave the lecture hall. 

“Where we going?” I ask as Drake and I break out into a light jog. 

“It's kind of like a gloryhole. I think it's a curtain though,” Drake says. “They said they…” he looks at me, and I catch a rare instance where he looks uncertain. “This building here.” 

“They said they what?” I watch Drake buzz us in, and we get into the elevator. 

“They’re really into eating ass.” 

“Oh,” I say. That's not so crazy. He did say he was into that before. “There's going to be two of them?” 

“No, I don't think so,” he says as we get off at the right floor. “613.” Every door is green with gold numbers. 

“Why do you keep saying they then?”

“I…I'm not sure if it's a girl or a guy. I just know they're into eating ass through a hole in the curtain,” Drake says as he puts his hand on the doorknob. “You're not going to chicken out on me now, are you?” He flashes me his usual smile and I shake my head. “Good. Go ahead.” 

I walk into the apartment first which is really brightly lit, and the fresh air breeze makes me feel like every window is open. 

“Let's get this sweet ass eaten.” I jump as Drake grabs my ass tightly. 

“Hey boys.” A voice comes from behind a black curtain. “If you need to clean up, I have some wipes on the shelf.” It sounded like a feminine voice, but I can't quite tell from the tone if it is a girl. 

“You heard em,” Drake says. Being the braver one of us, he drops his shorts to the floor and kicks them off. I do the same with mine and we grab some wipes from the shelf. “I do you, you do me?” 

My cock balloons up at the thought of getting touched. Almost ridiculously quickly, but that's what a 4 day load will do to a guy. 

“Okay,” I say as I watch his big cock lengthen out too. It's not growing as quickly as mine is, but it's obvious that he's backed up too. Drake passes the wipe over my balls first, making me shiver with the cold touch and cleans the shaft. I do the same with him and his wood solidifies under my touch. 

“Turn around,” he says as he grabs another wipe. I do, and jump as the cold thin fabric swipes my crack. “Okay, do me.” I turn back around to see him holding open his hairy crack. “Ah…” he sighs in pleasure as I wipe him. 

“Who's first?” The voice behind the curtain asks us. We look at each other and Drake shrugs. 

“You want me to go first?” 

I nod. Drake gives his dick a couple of strokes to reach full hardness and then sticks it in the hole in the fabric. 

“Now this is strange,” he says to me.

Then, I saw it happen. His pupils dilated in front of me before he closed his eyes. 

“Oh fuck yes, baby. Suck my cock,” he groaned loudly. “Suck it like your life depends on it.” 

“Is she… are they good?” I ask, stroking myself to his pleasure. It feels so good to touch my aching boner again.

“Oh yeah.” Drake reaches up to hang on to the top of the door frame. “4 days is too long, isn't it, buddy? Life is too short for that. Yeah, suck that cock, babe!” 

“For sure…” I jerk myself fast, loving the sensation of finally getting to do it. My vibrating catches his attention and he looks past his hairy armpit at me. 

“Thanks for playing along.” He puts down his right arm and holds my balls. I let go of my cock and he grips it in his hand. “Now that's a fucking boner.” He squeezes the steel hard shape. “Oh…” 

“Yeah, no problem.” 

“Okay. This is great but I came here for the special,” Drake says and pulls himself out the hole. His dick, covered in saliva, has veins protruding on the side of the shaft. Turning around, he places his hands on his knees. The curtain moves forward looking for the right spot. “Holy shit!” 

“Are they doing it?” I start to jerk myself off again watching the vein on my best friend’s temple pop. 

“Oh, they're doing it alright,” he moans. “Eat that cake… holy fuck.” He puffs out his cheeks and looks down on the floor. “Jake buddy, can you get me that table over there?” He points to a little table with a lamp on it.

I walk over with my boner still strong and unplug the lamp. I bring it over to Drake and set it just in front of him. He places it where he wants and leans on it with his hands. 

“Holy shit!!!!” Drake looks at me with surprise in his eyes before he smiles big. The way he's enjoying himself is keeping me rock solid. 

Especially since his new position puts his short curly hair right in front of my groin. 

“Oh my god, you dirty slut,” he grunts. I can only imagine how deep that tongue is in his hairy hole right now. “Jake, this is crazy.” 

“Is it?” I feel wrong jerking off right in front of his face but it's too hard to resist. 

“Fuck!” Drake says and looks straight into my dick. “They're really getting into there.” 

“What does it feel like?” I cover up my cock head with my foreskin in front of him. 

“Like I'm the big hoe even though… ohHhHH…dude, you have to try this.” He stands up and I see he hasn't softened up a bit. He pats my back as I take his place, and I position myself just like he did. 

The fabric of the curtain flows over my butt and legs. I look up to Drake’s face for reassurance and am met with a godlike silhouette of his muscular body. 

“WhoAaaaa!” Their tongue felt searing hot against my hole. 

“Let them eat it,” Drake says with a calm tone, stroking my hair. “Relax and let them eat your hole, buddy.” It's like he knew I was clenching. 

I take a deep breath and feel his tongue enter me in a way that nothing else has ever before. Deeper than the finger I use to clean myself. Deeper than the finger that Drake used to clean me. 

It was hard not to moan. 

Hands were pulling my cheeks apart. A tongue was swirling around the tight muscle like it was a snake working to burrow in. 

“It's good right?” Drake leans forward to rub my back. Whether he does it on purpose or not, my nose lands in his thick overgrown pubes.

He smells like sex. That's the only way I can describe it.

He didn't need to say any words. I didn't need to say any words. 

I just opened my mouth and then I was sucking his dick.

“Do you like that? Does it taste good?” Drake says with heavy breathing. His hands frantically rub my back as I get eaten out on one end and fed on the other. 

“MmmmMmm…” I moan with his big dick stretching out my mouth. 

“You have to breathe. Let them treat that pretty hole right. You're sucking my dick so good, Jake. Don't stop doing that.” 

“MMMmMmM…” I let myself go and feel my hole loosen up. Whoever is licking my ass feels it too and I feel their satisfaction through their mouth. 

“I wanna bust, Jake…” Drake moans loudly. His cock is as hard as a bone in the back of my throat. “Can I cum in your mouth?” His hands cover my ears. 

“MMMM…” I moan affirmatively. A 4 day load in my balls and being stimulated on both sides, the thought of his seed in me turns me on in a way I didn't know can happen. 

I want to taste his cum.

I want to swallow it.

I want to feel him explode. 

“Okay, I'm ready to cum. Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!!!!” 

The sensation of his cock pulsing on top of my tongue is incredible. 

“Oh shit!” 

His bitter liquid fills the back of my mouth and I swallow with no inhibition. His heavy breathing along with his hands holding my head fills me with sexual pleasure.

“I'm still cumming,” Drake moans. “Keep doing that.” 

Whatever I was doing, I tried to keep going. The tongue swirling my hole is going at full speed, matching the intensity of Drake’s climax.

I want my best friend to have his nut. 

I want him to have the biggest orgasm. 

I want to swallow his 4 day load!

“Oh Jake.” His hand yanks the hair on top of my head for a brief second before he lets go. “Oh shit… oh my god… tongue it, man… oh yeah… tongue it good….” 

I follow his instructions until there are only loud breaths that remain. Then, his soft cock comes out of my mouth. We both stand up and he stretches his arms out for a hug. 

“Thanks for doing this with me.” The sound of tension melting away is clear in his voice. “I owe you one.” 

“That was fun,” I say with his cum lining my throat.

“I should've done you too,” he says as he touches my cock. Strangely, I have gotten soft sometime during his climax. “Did you cum too?” 

“I don't think so,” I say, looking down at my cock. 

“Then, I owe you one.”