My Friend's Boyfriend is a Sex God E3 | I had to finish my friend's boyfriend so we can get going (Patreon)

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Continued directly after the last story…

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“HEY!” 

My god, I ran. I ran for my fucking life. Now I know why those dumbasses in horror movies can’t seem to get the door open. If that creep from Halloween was behind me, I would have been finished. 

The elevator didn’t come fast enough, so I ran down the stairs. It was all an adrenaline rush until I got into the car.

“Uh…are you okay?” Sophia asks me. “Why are you so sweaty?”

“It’s… Hugo…”

Gave himself a facial. Is probably chasing after me right now. Or is calling the police.

“Uh oh, what happened?” she asks. She pries my fingers off the phone I got for her. “Hey, Matt. Geez!” She succeeds in getting her phone back from my tight hand. “What happened?!”

“He was…and then…it went everywhere,” I stammer out. Oh my God, can we not fucking GO right now? I can’t stop myself from looking out the window like his wide sporty frame was going to barge through those front doors at any time.

“Ah. Ok, I know what you’re talking about. I mean, at least it’s not in your hair. That’s the worst,” Sophia says, moving her gaze just above my eyes. “Is he mad?” 

“Uh, YEAH,” I say. 

“Alright, I’ll be right back,” Sophia says calmly. “It’s fine. He’s a teddy bear after he cums.”

“No, wait…” I protest, but she leaves the car. I grip the steering wheel tightly as I contemplate if I should make a run for it or not. But in the end, I knew I was in no condition to drive. Probably would’ve smashed right into a lamp post before I got out of the neighbourhood with my shaky hands. 

“Hey, come up. We’ll talk it out.” The text flashes on my phone

Oh Jesus fucking Christ…what do you say to a man that you caught jerking off in his own house? What the fuck?

Despite my brain screaming at me to run, I took some deep breaths and made my way up. When I got to the door, Sophia opened it for me and welcomed me in.

“Well, official welcome to my, I mean our, humble abode,” she says cheerfully and then with an awkward smile. “And this is Hugo.”

Hugo stands behind her, a towel around his waist. His hair is damp, and it looks like his dark chest hair is too. 

He does not look happy to see me. 

“Yeah, we fucking met,” Hugo says. Actually, I’ve met him before but he was kind of exactly the straight douchebag that I didn’t want my best friend to end up with. I probably didn’t leave a very good first impression. Not that this time is better. “Your friend is a fucking perv, babe.”

“No, I asked him to come up to get my phone!” My friend defends me. “I told you, honey. He didn’t mean to scare you.”

“He didn’t scare shit,” her beefy man grumbles. “God damn creep. Doesn’t even knock.”

“I did!” I blurt out. “You were wearing…head…phones…” My voice falters as all the aggression Hugo has gets laser focused into his glare. I would not want to face off with him in a hockey game. 

“Honey, you know Matt is my best friend.” Sophia attempts to soothe him by stroking the hair in between his large pecs. “He’s sorry.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I really am.” God, I just want to jump out the window right now. What floor is this again?

“Hm,” Hugo says with disdain. Whatever Sophia is doing, it does seem to calm him down. At least, he’s not staring me down like we’re in some wrestling match. “Stay with me today, babe.”

“We have plans! I’ll be back soon.” She giggles as Hugo pulls her into his embrace. He’s a giant compared to her. Compared to me. Compared to most people, I bet. His arms are the width of my head.

“You look so sexy today,” he says. Suddenly, I’m feeling invisible in the room. It’s like watching nature take place in the wild. The male has only one goal in mind. His body language changes, and he kisses her with a passion that would’ve made me fold.

Or in this case, make me hard again. It was a kiss that said “mine” in a blaring way. I feel like I need to get out of the room before the towel drops.

“Again?” Sophia looks up into her man’s authoritative face. “That’s twice today already.”

“You know I’ve always got more for you, babe.” He places her hand over his crotch on the towel. 

“I’m going to…” I say and Sophia snaps her head back at me. Hugo growls and moves her chin to kiss her again. While kissing, he shoots me the dirtiest side look.

Get out. That's what he wants to say. Get out before I make you regret it.

“I already did my make up!” Sophia whines. “You know how long that it takes me. And Matt’s here.”

“Well, the fucker has already seen everything. And he fucked up my nut, so now I have to do it again” Hugo says as he pulls her in more. He has her grope his crotch, and from how her fingers are closing, I know that he’s already hard.

“But…” 

“No buts,” he instructs.

Oh my God.

The towel drops, and his beautiful God-like cock springs into its erect position. He has her grab it, and it looks like she can’t even close her fingers around it. 

“I want you,” I hear him hiss into her mouth. 

“You’re going to mess up my hair,” she says. She caresses him softly, just like any sane person would. It’s such a beautiful cock.

“I need your sweet mouth.” He lifts her up easily and she wraps her legs around his thick frame. His perfect boner is in plain view as they continue to make out. It pokes against the back of her tight jeans.

“After, honey,” she reassures him. “I can’t blow you now. My makeup!”

“Now, and after.” He retorts, lovingly touching her body. “You’re so beautiful. And someone has to deal with this. Please babe, it hurts.” Hugo taps his cock on her butt. 

“Maybe Matt?” 

Maybe Matt?!

“He’s really good. That’s what he says anyway.” Sophia turns to look at me. “Could be one of your famous apology blowjobs.”

My mouth drools at the prospect of having that incredible meat in my mouth, but I know there is only one person who can make it happen. I look at Hugo, who glares at me past his girlfriend’s shoulder. 

Time stood still as he stared at me with unfiltered disdain. He truly looks at me like I'm a piece of garbage. 

But maybe I’m a piece of garbage that’s his only chance to get off with his girlfriend right now.

“You better keep your junk in your pants.” 

“Ok,” I start. 

“And no hands,” he growls at me. Then, he turns his attention back to his girlfriend. 

I approach slowly, in disbelief if you will, and kneel between his two hairy thighs. His balls are big too, making them proportional to his massive cock. 

Let's go, Matt. This is a once in a lifetime chance. Let’s be honest, you’ll never meet a guy as hung as this. If he was gay, he would be way out of your league.

The tip of his cock is pressed against my friend's jeans, so I reach out to pull the hard wood to a suckable position. 

“I said, NO HANDS!” His booming words were accompanied by a sharp pain as he nearly rips my hair out. 

“Sorry!” I yelp, and my face gets smashed into his boner. The thickness of his shaft rubs against my nose roughly, and then I feel the tip of him at my lips. 

“Open up, bitch boy.” 

“MMMMM!” His cock stretches my mouth out. 

I didn’t get a chance to show off what I can do. The man isn't the type to sit back and enjoy a blowjob. His two large hands grabbed my skull and he thrusted upwards. 

“MMMm! MMM!” I sputter over the battering ram entering and exiting my mouth. My jaw hurts from having to stay open like this. 

“Babe, you're so sexy. That’s it, wrap your legs around me,” Hugo moans. “Shut up down there!” He smacks my head roughly and it echoes in my skull. “Ah yeah…” 

“Are you going to cum in his mouth?” Sophia asks in between kisses. Hugo pushes me down to his pubes and I pray to God that I don't gag. 

“He's going to have my load coming out of his nose,” Hugo says. He smacks my head again. “Suck, bitch!” 

Feeling completely submissive to the situation, I abandon my pride and suck the man’s tool like it's my place to do so. 

“Suck it!” 

Smack! 

I whimper, devoid of any self-respect, and bob my head on him obediently. 

He's getting harder. More swollen. He's almost there. 

“This is so hot,” I hear her whisper in his ear. “I want you to fuck me on the kitchen counter tonight.” 

That's when his cock got incredibly hard. So hard that I knew to speed up and push him past the finish line. 

“Yeah, cum, Hugo. Cum for me,” she coos. Hugo didn't make any noise, but his cock did the talking for him. It swells up, taking up any remaining space in my mouth. 

“Ah!” Hugo lets out one singular sigh, and hot liquid surges into my mouth. His balls rise high enough to touch my chin. I savour his salty wad, and suck to pull out any drops from his shaft. 

Another smack of my head and I came off him. I look at the conquered monster of a cock, veins even more prominent now that he's softening. 

“You come home, right after dinner.” He grabs her ass with both hands and his semi-soft cock bounces. “I’ll clear the kitchen counter.” 

Hugo sets Sophia down and they kiss again. Looking only once at me on my knees, he shakes his head disapprovingly and turns away. 

“Let's go, Matt,” Sophia says cheerfully. 

I look at her man’s thick ass walk away from us, with the taste of him in my mouth. 

I need more.