Friends With Benefits Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Jason

All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.

There’s nothing better than falling asleep next to someone you care about. Or the peace and comfort that comes from lying there with your arm thrown over their naked waist, legs tangled together under the sheets. 

Which is why when I wake up next to Dylan in that exact position, I can’t help but wonder how nice it would be if we could do this every day. If we could just… be. But that’s not part of our agreement. The one I’ve regretted making for close to two years now. Because if I’m being one hundred percent honest, this agreement is killing me. Especially when he takes care of me the way he did yesterday. 

Our little agreement started out fine. I mean, what could be better than getting sucked off whenever I wanted? I didn’t even mind it when I had to suck a dick for the first time, even though that had never been something I’d considered doing before. It was supposed to be casual, fun even. A way for the two of us to release some tension without the baggage of being in a relationship. 

But somewhere along the way, that changed for me. I started to develop feelings for him. Feelings I told myself I wouldn’t get caught up in again, not after what happened last time. 

And I thought I was doing a good job of keeping those feelings under lock and key, behind a very, very secret door. But then he kissed me yesterday, and it felt like the Incredible Hulk just smashed through the wall, making my stupid door useless. 

Which is a huge problem for me as I gently run my fingers up and down Dylan’s spine while he snores softly next to me. His face is buried against my chest and I can feel his morning wood pressing against my thigh. 

I should ignore it. I should get up and get ready for the day. That would be the smart thing to do. The right thing to do. But I’m tired of doing the right thing. I’m tired of always shoving things where the sun don’t shine. 

So I don’t. 

Instead, I shift ever so slightly until I wrap my hand around his shaft, his heat sinking into my bones as I gently stroke him from root to tip. 

“Mmm, that feels so good, Jase.” 

I quickly yank my hand back, my face heating as I look to see him staring up at me, his big brown eyes filled with warmth and something I can’t figure out. 

“Sorry,” I mumble, “you looked so peaceful sleeping like that. I didn’t want to wake you, but I also couldn’t help myself.”

Now it’s his turn to blush, and I’ll be damned if it isn’t the cutest thing ever. Shaking his head, he says with a grin, “Well, don’t stop on my account. Besides, I seem to remember you saying you owe me for two sessions now.” 

I try and fail to hide the smirk on my face before reaching my hand back out and teasing his slit with my thumb, causing him to gasp sharply. “Yeah, but I already jacked you off once last night, so it’s just one more time now. 

“Nuh uh, dude. Did you forget that I jacked you off when you were jacking me off? I mean, that’s the whole reason we’re both naked in bed right now,” he says teasingly. 

Shit. 

He’s right, after he sucked me off last night, I tried to repay him for one of yesterday’s sessions with a handy of my own, but he ended up jerking me off right alongside him causing me to come for the third time in one day. That’s the only reason why we’re naked in bed together at five in the morning. Neither of us had the energy to do anything other than clean ourselves up with some wipes before crashing in my bed. Normally he goes back to his own room after we’re done, but he wasn’t even able to do that this time. 

I let out a puff of air, trying not to seem too excited about still owing him twice. “Fine, fine, don’t get your boxers in a twist.” 

“Oh, don’t worry, you already did that last night,” he laughs. 

“Shut up,” I say with a smirk tugging at my lips. 

I don’t let him respond before shuffling down and taking his leaking head into my mouth. He’s throughly soaked thanks to my ministrations, so the taste of his precum fills my mouth immediately. It’s a taste I’ve gotten to know quite well over the hundreds of blowjobs I’ve given him. One that I can’t seem to get enough of. One that I’ve become addicted to. 

So when I swirl my tongue around his crown and lap at his slit, the taste overwhelms me and both of us groan low at the same time. The vibrations from my mouth shoot up his dick, and I feel it pulse in my mouth as another wave of precum feeds my insatiable appetite for all things Dylan. 

I inch his cock down my throat, the underside of his shaft sliding against my tongue until he’s fully seated inside me, my nose brushing against his pelvis. I swallow around him, throat constricting around his shaft before I pull out all the way. 

Dylan shudders as he looks down at me, and with the most devious smile I can muster, I swallow him back down in one go. 

“Fuck! Fuckity, fuck, fuck, Jase.” His hands thread through my hair, pulling at it just enough that I can feel the pressure on my skull. 

That only makes me more ravenous for his cum, so I slide him out again before sinking back down all the way. 

“God fucking damnit, Jase. You’re using your throat like it’s a fucking fleshlight.” 

The filth of his words goes straight to my dick and I can feel my precum leaking onto the sheets below me. Humming around his cock, I repeat the process of using my throat exactly like he said, his hands guiding me up and down as he fucks me six ways from Sunday. 

He slowly increases the pace, his hips thrusting up at the same time I slide down on him. And even though I’m sure I’m going to have a hard time eating later, I don’t mind the absolutely brutal way he’s using my mouth.

I want to make him come more than anything. To make him feel what he made me feel. And some delusional part of me hopes that those feelings will go beyond just sex and that maybe, just maybe, he’ll start to feel the same way I feel about him. 

My wish comes true a minute later when his cock throbs hard in my mouth and he babbles loudly, “I’m coming, baby. I’m fucking coming.” 

His cock explodes in my mouth, his cum shooting out in hard spurts, repeatedly until my mouth is full of his delicious nectar. Once he’s done, I swallow most of it, feeling the warmth sliding down my throat before moving up to kiss him, sharing his cum with him as our tongues dance together in his mouth. When we break apart, I lean my forehead against his, both of us panting and slick with sweat. 

He chuckles and says, “Well, I’m pretty sure we just gave your neighbors an unexpected wake-up call.” 

A deep, belly-aching laugh escapes me as I flop next to him, and then both of us are laughing until our sides hurt. When we finally come down from the high, I turn to look at him and can’t help but wonder if he’ll ever feel the same way I do.