My relationship has been on the verge of being over for some time now honestly, I think we’re just too comfortable to pull the trigger. Not that I know if this excuses me from the following events….
But anyways, we were at a Halloween party this weekend at one of his friends houses. Another friend of his showed up who I’ve had a crush on for years (we always end up talking at parties and hitting it off and had been texting until he got a girlfriend last year). He was dressed as a construction worker which is kind of a lazy costume considering he works in construction, but damn it was working for him. He had on a flannel with rolled up sleeves with a construction vest over it and a hard hat.
After a few drinks, My boyfriend and I ended up talking to him. My boyfriend ended up getting called away to be someone’s partner in beer pong so it was down to just me and his friend. Turns out, he and his girlfriend broke up last month. He was going on about how it was hard, but he knows it wasn’t meant to be etc. At some point during our conversation two guys I don’t know get into an argument and begin shoving each other. One of them gets pushed into me and makes me spill my drink all over myself. This made my boyfriend’s friend step in and kind of break up the fight. I’m sure it wasn’t about me, but it still felt like he was defending me witch got me pretty turned on. I scanned the room for my boyfriend but didn’t see him anywhere, so pretty sure he was smoking with the group out back.
I excused myself to try to clean the alcohol off my dress and made my way to the bathroom upstairs. I was in there looking for a towel when I heard a knock on the door and I opened it to find our friend standing there with a towel he found in a linen closet. He came into the bathroom and started to get the towel wet in the sink. At that point I was pretty buzzed and all I could think about was here’s this guy who just broke up a fight for me and came to my rescue to make sure I was okay. Meanwhile, I haven’t seen my boyfriend in an hour and there’s no way he didn’t hear that fight but he never bothered even texting me to see if I was okay.
Our friend rings out the towel and hands it to me. I take it and start to attempt to dry off my dress as he leans back against the bathroom sink.Then he said “I’m sorry I didn’t step in to break that up sooner. You probably wouldn’t be covered in your drink if I had”. I kinda laughed and said it wasn’t his fault and that I appreciated him sticking up for me.
Mind you, the more he talks the more turned on I’m getting. It wasn’t in my head. He only broke up that fight because they ran into me. And there he was, being held up by his tattooed arms peaking through his rolled up sleeves. He wasn’t overly muscular, but his arms still looked strong and I could see some veins popping out as he leaned back onto the sink. His faded jeans and his new work boots. He still had the vest on, but he had lost the construction hat at some point, which left his curly hair a little more ruffled than usual, though I noticed he must have trimmed his beard that day because it looked perfectly shaped. I also noticed then that he was watching my hands as they moved across my body trying to clean up the sticky mess of tequila and OJ. I moved the towel up to my chest and started to wipe off the drink in short, quick motions. Making sure that each stroke made my chest jiggle. I watched his eyes as I did this, and much to my satisfaction, they followed my hand and were fixed on my chest. This went on for about 30 seconds before he realized I was watching him staring at me.
He looked away quickly and I saw his face turn red. I couldn’t take it anymore. I took a few steps towards him so that I was now standing between his legs. I continued to stroke my chest with the towel in my left hand and I moved my right hand to his arm.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
He looked back at me, face still red, but one eyebrow arched in curiosity and maybe a little excitement? We locked eyes for a minute, our faces only a foot apart. Then he got this upset look on his face and turned his head again. He moved his arm as though to shake my hand off of it.
“This isn’t right, you’re my friends girlfriend.”
“I don’t see him here. Do you?”
“No, but that doesn’t matter. He…”
I cut him off. “He ditched me an hour in like he always does and then couldn’t be bothered to check on me after he heard that fight break out.”
I could see on his face that this wasn’t enough. He was too good of a friend. Ironic that another trait turning me on is the one that was effectively cock blocking me. I dropped the towel and moved back one step.
“Listen, I understand if this isn’t something you want to do. It actually just further shows what a good person you are. But I want you to have all the facts. [BF] and I have been on the verge of breaking up for months now because I caught him cheating on me in February. I wanted to make it work, but the more time that goes on, the more I realized I’m not going to move past this. And I know that this seems hypocritical, but I’ve had a crush on you for years and you were just so kind to me tonight… I don’t know. I guess I got a little lost in the idea of what could have been.”
He was looking at me now with a little smirk on his face.
“If I’m being honest, I’ve had a crush on you too. And I’m sorry about you and [BF], I didn’t realize he had done that to you.”
“There’s a solid chance he’s down there flirting with someone else right now. He hasn’t even texted me so he’s clearly not looking for me or anything.”
“Well, if that’s the case, maybe there’s nothing to feel bad about…”
A rush of excitement came over me. He was still leaning against the sink with his legs spread apart just enough for me to stand between them. I stepped closer to him again, this time getting so close that I was pushed up against him. I rested my hands on the outside of his thighs.
“I promise you there’s not.”
I felt his pants grow tighter as I said that. He leaned forward to kiss me as I moved my hand from the outside of his thigh to the bulge in his pants. I started rubbing my hand along it as we kissed. He shifted his weight so he was sitting on the sink so that he could grab my waist with his hands and pull me even closer. He tilted his head and started kissing my neck as he held me there. Feeling the heat under my hand and his cock trying to break free from his pants mixed with his hands holding me in place while his tongue danced up my neck to my ear was too much. I was dripping wet. I pulled away from him for a second to catch my breath and he seemed disappointed… that is until I grabbed his belt and started to undo it like my life depended on it. I slid his pants down and dropped to my knees. I could clearly see the outline of his cock pushing against his grey boxer briefs. I could see is was slightly above average in length and far above average in thickness. Seeing this made me quickly pull down his boxers. I started to kiss his thigh while I played with his cock in my hand. My kisses getting closer and closer until I was almost at his shaft… and then I switched to kissing his other thigh, making sure that my lips slowly brushed against his cock as I switched legs.
He threw his head back and let out a little laugh.
“I didn’t realize you were a tease.”
I stopped kissing him and looked up with a smirk as I continued to play with his cock in my hand.
“I bet there’s a lot of things you don’t realize about me.”
I could tell that really turned him on. He got this hungry look in his eye and a smile on his face and I could feel him twitching in my hand.
I went back to kissing his thigh, working closer and closer until my lips were kissing the length of his shaft. I got sloppier the further down I went. Think wetter kisses with way more tongue. By the time I made it to his head he was begging for me to put it in my mouth. I looked him in his eyes as a slowly slipped my lips around the tip. Once I made it past his head, I quickly took the rest of him into my my mouth until my nose was touching his pubic bone. The moan he let out was the hottest sound I have ever heard. Luckily the music was so loud downstairs that I was sure no one else could hear it.
I did this a few more times before grabbing the base of his cock with my hand and using my hand and mouth together to please him. I made sure to flick the underside of his head with my tongue on the upstroke and I could tell that was driving him wild. This went on until he stopped me. He grabbed my hand to help me up.
“Get up here,” he said with a grin.
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This is my first time posting anything like this, so I hope someone enjoys it!
Keep an eye out for pt 2!
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qldcwm/i_f25_fucked_my_bfs_friend_m28_at_a_halloween
So hot!
What was your costume?