My friend Kayla is so hot. I’ve known her since high school and I’ve crushed on her the entire time. She has a cute face, a confident attitude, and an amazing body. I would give anything for a shot with her. But she’s attracted to tall, built guys with natural alpha attitudes. And I’m… not that. When I’ve joked about dating she’s always laughed it off by saying something like, “but then who would I ask for advice about guys, silly”
Enter my roommate, Logan. 6’3”, godlike physique, laid back vibe. He fucks a lot of girls, and they’re all hot; I would hate him if he wasn’t such a nice guy. So nice in fact that a few weeks ago when Kayla was moving and I was going to help her he volunteered to help out, too. That made me nervous because he IS her type and they’ve never met, but I probably would need some help with the couch and anyway how could I say no. When we showed up at her place and she opened the door and saw him I could see her eyes get wide for a moment. My heart sank.
We moved the big stuff, and I could see Kayla’s eyes on him throughout the day. So it felt like a stroke of luck when Logan had to leave us for a date. After he left, Kayla asked me, “Does Logan date a lot of girls?”
“Yeah, like a new one every week. I can’t keep track.”
She laughed, dismissively. “Oh, I see. A player.” From the way she said it, I felt reassured that she had lost interest.
Fast forward to Sunday night. Logan and I are both home, we end up smoking weed and watching Prey. He’s also checking his phone a lot, which is typical since he’s always texting some new girl. Towards the end of the movie, he gets up, goes to the bathroom, and returns. I noticed he didn’t run the faucet or flush the toilet, but I don’t think much of it, and about ten minutes later I hear him snoring (weed makes the guy sleepy). His phone is resting precariously on his leg, still turned on. As I pick it up to put it on the coffee table he gets a text… from a “Kayla”. It just says, “holy shit dude”. I blink. Must be another Kayla. But I can’t help myself, I tap the name for info and sure enough, there’s her number.
It’s “my” Kayla.
I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it. I open up the convo. The last message from Logan is a pic, taken in our bathroom, of his dick resting in his palm. It’s only semi-hard and it’s huge. Bigger and thicker than mine when I’m 100% hard.
My hands are shaking as I start scrolling back through the convo. She’s asking to see his dick. Further back, he’s like “damn those are nice.” And before that is a selfie sent from her work bathroom, her shirt is pulled up, no bra. She’s showing him her tits. They’re amazing. Fat, plump and just a bit paler than the rest of her.
I keep scrolling back to see how it began. It’s from early afternoon. As best as I remember it:
Her: Hey, it’s Kayla, [my name]’s friend.
Him: lol hey what’s up
Her: Is it okay that I’m texting you? I’ve been thinking about you.
Him: haha it’s all good
Her: Cool :) You probably shouldn’t tell [my name]. He gets jealous. I snuck your number off his phone the last time we were out 😉
Him: heh u got it babe its our secret
As I’m reading, a new text comes in from her. It’s a video. I play it.
It’s dark, she’s in bed, completely naked. You can hear her new roommates talking outside her room. She starts squeezing her big fat tit with her free hand, biting her lip and looking at the camera—at Logan, really–with the sexiest fuck me expression I’ve ever seen. Then her hand slides down her body off camera and it’s clear she’s playing with herself. She’s moaning softly now, and the camera pans down and she’s thrusting her hips and rubbing her totally bare pussy. She brings her hand back up to her tit, squeezes it again, and then slips her finger into her mouth and sucks it clean, looking straight into the camera the entire time.
The video ends and I’m shaking even more now. I’ve just watched my crush turn into a complete slut for a guy. I’ll never get even close to that with her. I’m terrified Logan will wake but I decide to risk it… as quickly as I can, I forward her selfie and her video to me, and then delete the conversation with me. It’s wrong, but I have to have them for myself.
As I’m finishing she sends him one more text, and it makes my stomach sink: “I wanna be one of your girls :)”
I put his phone on the coffee table and quietly slip away. Then I spend the next several hours watching the slutty, sexy video she made for Logan and jerking off again and again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wwknk9/mf_i_25m_discovered_my_longtime_crush_25f_is
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