I [F] let a friend [M] have one of my bras.

I recently had one of these drunk conversations with a very long friend of mine about life, love and the world and everything. I know him since we were little so he is really a person I trust and that I thought I knew very well and that couldn’t surprise me anymore.

But as we talked and he told me about his heartaches, lost loves and so on, he confessed he liked big boobs. I wasn’t surprised, I already knew he liked curvy women, I had seen his exes. But no, he said, not just curvy. Huuuuge. And he made that exaggerated boob gesture with both his hands.

I’m very busty, a KK to be precise and when he said that I felt a little uneasy about where this conversation might lead. He is a great friend but I have no other interest in him than being friends.

He kept sort of overexplaining to me that he didn’t just like huge breasts, but that he had always been obsessed with them. He wasn’t gross or crude telling me this. He was almost like shy or ashamed about it. So I tried not to make him feel bad about it and just tried to listen and participate in an understanding way.

But of course at some point the elephant in the room couldn’t be ignored any longer and he told me that he absolutely adored my figure. At that point I knew what figure stood for but I found it adorable that he would still be so careful about it. He assured me that he was happy to be friends with me and that he respected my relationship with my bf and that he knew that aside from the physical attraction, we were quite different and would probably never work out as a couple.

I panicked a little when he started rambling and to stir the conversation I asked a totally dumb question, about how far his obsession with boobs went. I facepalmed myself hard when I heard myself asking that. But that’s when he told me that he would get horny just by reading the size tag of a huge bra or just seeing a huge bra. Just the numbers and letters where able to turn him on. I never heard of this before and thought he was exaggerating.

“Are you saying that if I just handed you one of my old bras…. you would get hard. No other stimulations involved? ”

We were both shocked by my question but after a while we laughed at it. And then I went upstairs to my room and brought him a bra. He was overwhelmed by the gesture and very shy of actually accepting it. But then he showed me his bulge through his pants. I can’t describe what I felt but something like curiosity and excitement. I told him to keep it and that I had to go to the bathroom and take a shower…

I think he knew what I was implying. I was watching him from behind the door while he was just admiring my bra, playing with it and finally jerking off to it. Watching my long time trusted friend sitting in the shadows jerking off to my bra and God knows what fantasies was such a forbidden thrill, I can’t even begin to explain. Maybe I felt objectified, reduced to the numbers of my bra, and the fact that such a good friend was doing it, made it even a little hurtfull. But I kind of enjoyed that emotional pain in that very moment.

I let him keep the bra but we never did something like that again and we are still good friends today.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rfupc1/i_f_let_a_friend_m_have_one_of_my_bras