Believe me, I'm Gay E6 | My best friend finishes off what my hookup couldn't (Patreon)

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Continued directly after the last story…

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I stayed sprawled on the floor with my head tilted back against the edge of the mattress. My chest was rising and falling in heavy uneven gasps that made my raw throat ache with every inhale. The half dried drool on my chin felt sticky but it wasn't a major concern for me. 

I just choked on anonymous cock. Holy fuck. 

My fingers stayed wrapped tightly around Kai’s warm calf because the simple contact helped keep me grounded while my body still trembled from the rush of adrenaline and lingering arousal.

Kai crouches lower so that his face enters my line of sight. His blue eyes are wide with a mixture of concern and something harder to name. “Miles, dude, look at me,” he says quietly while placing one hand on my shoulder. “You good?”

“Ah,” I exhale, smiling at a familiar face. 

“Hey, breathe. Come on, Miles.” His hand on my chest feels like it weighs 50 pounds. “Through the nose.” 

I attempt to follow his instructions, drawing air in through flared nostrils even though each breath still rattles painfully in my abused throat. My erection refuses to soften, throbbing insistently against the soaked cotton of my shorts.

I choked on cock. Me. I choked on cock. Fuck.

“Yeah, new meaning to dickmatized,” Kai says and I giggle, losing control of my breathing again. “I was listening through the door,” he admits in a low voice. “It sounded like he was choking you.” 

“He was,” I manage to rasp before letting out a broken, giddy laugh that makes fresh drool spill over my bottom lip. “Oh my god, that was so fun.” 

Kai's eyebrows climb higher while he watches me continue panting beneath him. “Sheesh, Miles.”

His gaze drifted downward to the obvious tent in my shorts. The dark wet spot had spread noticeably wider across the fabric. An electrically charged silence settled between us for a moment and the air felt thicker and heavier than it did before. I tugged weakly at the hem of my clinging shirt since sweat has plastered the cotton against my skin.

Kai notices the gesture immediately and reaches for the bottom of my shirt without hesitation. “Man, you’re drenched,” he observes while carefully peeling the damp fabric up and over my head. Cool air rushes across my bare skin, raising goosebumps along my arms and tightening my nipples in an instant. He holds the shirt up and jokingly wrings it out. 

“Fuck, I don't even know his name,” I say while wiping my chin again, only to smear more drool across my knuckles. “He didn't cum.” 

Kai settles back onto his heels with a small shrug of one shoulder. “As long as you had fun, right? Fuck that guy.”

“I didn't cum either.” I swallow, finally feeling in control of my breathing. More relaxed, I feel the full force of my hard cock twitching in my shorts. 

“Yeah I can tell. You should've. I always do,” he says with a laugh. He brushes my bangs back, and they actually stay up because of how damp they are from my sweat. 

“Always?” I lift my head up to look at him. 

“Every time. I mean, I feel like they want it, ” he replies casually while running a hand through his hair. “Kinda torture anyway if I don't.” 

My hand, still resting on his leg, can now feel how thick the blond hair is now that I've come back to my senses. I'm kind of shocked, because his leg almost looks hairless unless the light catches it perfectly. It's way hairier than it looks. I trace a slow, deliberate line upward until my fingertips brush his thigh muscle, feeling it flex and jump in response to my touch.

“He was hairy like this,” I murmur while continuing the gentle exploration. “But with dark hair.” 

I can still feel his girth engraved into my throat. The lingering horniness drives me to touch Kai’s leg more, until I'm at the inside of his thighs. 

“Can I touch it?” I whisper as I hesitate right before his crotch. 

Kai draws in a sharp breath through his nose before covering my hand with his own for a brief moment. “I'm hard,” he confesses quietly. 

My own dick gives a violent twitch at his words, and I feel myself ejecting a wave of fresh precum. Kai squeezes my hand once before releasing it. I take his permission to grope his cock, and it's even better than I thought.

So hard.  Not just a little. Fully hard. Fuck.

“You’re kinda giving me those eyes…like when you sucked me off,” he says as I explore his shape. “Yeah, those eyes.” His face contorts as I look up at him.

I swallow hard despite the lingering burn in my throat. “Do you want it again?”

Kai exhales slowly while looking down at my messy, expectant face. After a brief pause, he nods once. “Yeah, I could use a nut.”

He rises to his feet and pushes his shorts down until they pool around his ankles. His cock springs free, pointing at me with its 90 degree angle. Kai steps closer until his knees bracket my shoulders.

He's trying to recreate what the man did to me. 

“Ready?” he asks while planting one knee on the mattress beside me.

I scooch back just enough so my head rests fully against the mattress edge once more before tilting my chin upward in silent invitation.

Kai guides himself forward slowly at first, letting the head slide past my lips until it rests heavy on my tongue. The taste hits me immediately. It's just like last time. A little salty, but really fresh at the same time. I seal my lips around the shaft and suck gently while he pushes deeper in a steady, controlled glide.

“Fuck, your throat feels so much looser than last time,” he mutters.

I hum in response, sending vibrations along his length that draw a low groan from him. Having a dick inside my mouth again is getting my motor going, and I impatiently rub his hairy legs for more. He begins moving with long even strokes that let me adjust to the familiar girth stretching my jaw. Every time he sinks fully inside, my nose brushes against the soft trimmed blond pubes at his base, filling my lungs with him.

“GUhHh…” I gag softly. This time, I shove my hand in my shorts. 

“You good?” Kai pulls out, and looks down at me. I look back at him with watery eyes, and my free hand rises instinctively to grip his firm ass, squeezing the muscle there before pulling him forward with deliberate pressure. 

More. 

“Fuck, Miles. Ah!” 

MORE! I stop tugging myself so I can grab his ass with both hands and push his crotch into my face. His cock tip deep in my throat makes me sputter, but I love it. 

I fucking love it. 

Kai pulls out again and looks down at me with darkened eyes. “You want it rough?”

I squeeze his ass with a lick around his cock head.

Yes.

As hard as you can. 

Give it to me. 

More!

“Okay,” he breathes. “But let me know if it becomes too much for you.”

Kai starts slowly, like he's scared to hurt me. I keep my hands on his butt, encouraging him to do more. Then, he truly starts fucking my face with purpose, driving deeper and faster until the head punches repeatedly against the back of my throat.

“You like that?” he moans.

More!

I gag hard on every other stroke, fresh spit flooding my mouth and spilling down my chin messily. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes while my vision blurs slightly from the intensity.

I love this. 

My hands tighten on his ass, pulling him in harder each time he withdraws, begging for more of the rough treatment.

“Jesus Christ, Miles,” Kai groans above me. “You are taking this so fucking good right now. Fuck.” 

One of his hands braces against the mattress for balance while the other cradles the back of my head firmly. Now convinced that my friend isn’t holding back anymore, I slide my right hand down into my soaked shorts, wrapping slick fingers around my aching cock before stroking in a frantic rhythm.

His breathing grows increasingly ragged and he stops going all the way in deep. “I am going to cum soon,” he warns. “You should cum too. Oh fuck, dude. Your throat… shit…” 

I moan loudly around his girth, the sound muffled and desperate while my hand flies along my shaft. A part of me is completely ready to cum, and the other part of me says wait. 

Wait for him to cum. 

“Oh fuck… yeah… I'm ready. You want me to cum in your mouth? Yeah?” His thrusts reach a point of abandon, and his hips roll into my face without care of my sputtering. “Oh.. fuck, Miles… FUCK!” 

As Kai thrusts deep one final time and holds himself buried to the root, I stroke myself past the point of no return. His cock swells dramatically before erupting in thick hot jets that flood the back of my throat.

“Fuck! Fuck!” I’m smothered by his crotch.

“MMMm!” I moan and choke and swallow all at once. Him pulling out slightly activates the hunger in me and I lurch forward to have him fully in my mouth. 

“Ah! Alright! Miles! Ah!” He pulls me off, and my tongue whips around like a wild snake, eager for any drops. “Dude, fuck! Okay!” He pushes my head back, and I submit to his physical command. The view is so hot with him in a vulnerable, ultra sensitive state. His left pec twitches while the right one stays still.

I gasp for air, coughing once and then swallowing back the taste of my friend’s cum. Kai drops to sit beside me, shoulder pressing against mine while we both catch our breaths. 

“You good?” he asks softly.

I manage a grin despite the ache. “Oh, I'm good.”

He laughs breathlessly and brushes my sweaty bangs away from my forehead with gentle fingers again. “Did you cum?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, good. Fuck.” Kai tears his shirt off. “Now, I’m the one drenched.” He uses his shirt to wipe off his wet cock.

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