A Friend in Need - Part 2 (Patreon)

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He was joking again. I was sure of it. Even still, it took my mind off the car crash date that I'd just had. Like he said he would, Justin stopped off at the store and picked up two six packs using his brother's ID, and we arrived back at his place less than ten minutes later.

"Yo, wait til you see this" he laughed when we reached his living room.

I sat down, and it was clear that he had the place to himself. Everything was in darkness, and I simply waited there until he returned a few minutes later.

"Here" he grinned, and threw something big and fluffy at me, I grabbed it and stared at the same thing in his hands.

"Trust me" he nodded, and before I had a chance to see what it was, Justin pulled off his t-shirt and stood before me in all his muscular glory.

"Lynda got it for me for Christmas last year" he told me, referring to one of his many former girlfriends, "first one was too small, so she got me this".

I was barely listening to him. Justin pulled down his shorts and stood wearing only a pair of tight white boxer briefs. His package was clearly visible, until he stepped inside a large blue jumpsuit, and zipped it up. He looked like a giant, hot, teddy bear.

"I have to admit, bro" he laughed, looking down at himself, "it's really fucking comfortable".

All I could do was laugh back. He looked ridiculous, but in an extremely cute way.

"Put it on" he nodded, "you'll thank me for it".

I turned my back to him, something which I'd done for years, and quickly stripped out of my suit. When I turned back, he burst into laughter again, and my cheeks reddened.

"Honestly" he sniggered, "it suits you more than it suits me!"

We sat down on the sofa, and a moment later, The Notebook began to play on the television. A silence fell for a minute, until Justin reached over and wrapped his furry arm around my shoulders.

He didn't say anything, and I didn't resist as he pulled me against his chest and left me there. He was warm, and smelled nice, and everything felt better as I lay there.

The movie continued, but all I could focus on was Justin's body against mine. I could hear his heart beat through the soft fabric of the jumpsuit, and his strong hand caressed my hair lightly.

"Fuck" he whispered, and I looked up to see tears rolling down his cheeks.

"This movie is really fucking sad" he laughed, wiping them away.

As the credits rolled, Justin sat up but kept his arm around me.

"Pizza?" He asked, and I nodded.

He walked out to the kitchen to make the call, and I sat there, grateful that I had a friend like Justin. When he returned a few minutes later, a smile lit his handsome face.

"So?" He asked, with a cocked brow, "you wanna suck dick now or later?"

I laughed again and turned back to the tele, until I heard the sound of the zipper once more.

I turned slowly, unsure what exactly I would see, and found Justin with only his boxer briefs on show. My mouth fell open, and my dick hardened.

"I Googled this" he said, scratching his head and looking mildly confused, "so uh... Get on your knees, slut".

I looked at him, and a grin spread across my face. I shook my head with a wince.

"Doesn't suit me?" He asked, and I shook my head again.

"Good" he laughed, and pulled down his underwear.

My eyes widened and my mouth fell open for a second time. A tuft of thick black pubic hair sat above a perfectly proportioned cock. It was big, but not too big. It was soft, and smooth, and a set of low hanging balls hung underneath. My own cock was bulging in the jumpsuit.

Justin walked naked toward me. His body layered with muscle and his cock swaying enticingly. My mouth watered as he reached me. I still couldn't believe it was happening.

He reached out his hand, and I took it gladly. He pulled me to my feet and reached for the zipper.

"You're hard already" he sniggered, and rubbed the erection between my legs.

My knees nearly buckled.

Justin slid the zipper down my body until the fluffy fabric fell down my waist and onto the floor. He'd never seen me naked before, I'd never allowed it.

"If it's too much" he whispered, "just let me know".

I nodded, and gulped as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my underwear and slid them down my legs. My cock sprung back and smacked my hairless groin, and Justin smiled.

"You shave" he smirked, and ran his finger across the area where my pubes would have been.

The two of us stood staring at each other for a moment, until he laughed.

"Dude, stop making this weird!"

"I'm making it weird?" I grinned, and Justin placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Suck my dick" he smirked, and without a moment's hesitation, I let him guide me to my knees.

I could smell his musk. It was sweet and enticing, and caused a trail of pre-cum to spill from my cumslit. He took it in his hand and squeezed it near my face.

"It's all yours" he whispered, running his other hand through my hair.

I leaned close, inhaled his sensual scent, and took him in my mouth. I never even imagined being in a situation like this. He was my best friend, and he was doing this for me.

I sucked more of his fleshy pole inside, and felt it twitch slightly. He gasped lightly, and pushed his hips against my face.

His pubes bristled against my nose, and I looked up to see his head hanging back and his mouth open. God, he was hot.

"Yeah" he whispered, "keep doing that".

My tongue lapped up and down the underside of his still-flaccid cock, but it twitched again, and began to swell.

His breathing became heavier, his hands held me tight, and his cock stiffened in my throat.

"Damn" he gasped, stroking my hair, "that's good".

His cock tasted sweet and delicious, and I couldn't get enough of it as I swallowed his bulbous helmet. It was around seven inches, and fit down my throat perfectly.

A few moments later, I felt his viscous pre-cum begin to spill onto my tongue, and I swallowed it down eagerly.

"This isn't fair" Justin said eventually, and I looked back up at him with my mouth full of his cock.

"Sit on the sofa" he breathed, and I sat back on my ankles and stared at his beautiful, stiff prick.

"Was it bad?" I asked, with a sigh, but Justin got down on his hunkers and lifted my chin up.

"That" he grinned, "was the best fucking blowjob I've ever gotten".

My eyes lit up.

"But sit down, you can finish in a while".

I didn't even care that my boner, which was an inch and a half shorter than Justin's, was on full display. I was dripping onto his floor as I walked over and sat down on the sofa.

"Don't get used to this" Justin laughed, and my eyes widened once more as he got to his knees between my legs and grabbed hold of the base of my erect cock.

"Y... You don't have to" I told him, my mouth agape, "I know you're not gay".

"Do I need to be gay to give my best buddy some head?" He asked.

I considered the question, but decided against answering because Justin leaned forward and took my entire cock into his mouth. I nearly came instantly.

I watched in awe as Justin bobbed up and down on my pole. I couldn't have asked for a better first time, and it took only a few minutes before my balls began to crawl upwards, and the beautiful swell of cum began to seep up my rod.

"I'm gonna cum" I gasped, squeezing the cushions under me.

Justin sat up, crawled on top of me, then awkwardly turned around until his face was above my cock, and his cock hung invitingly above my face.

"Together" he whispered, and I felt him on my rod again.

I leaned up, lipped his prick back into my mouth and sucked eagerly.

We tongued, licked, lapped and swallowed each other. Each stroke felt like electricity running through me, and judging by his grunts and moans, Justin felt the same.

He moaned loudly, and as he did, my mouth became flooded with thick, tasty sperm. I gulped it down as best I could, but he continued to empty his balls. I thrust my hips, my own seed shooting from my swollen, sensitive cock, and to my amazement, Justin began to swallow.

The two of us continued to suck until our wet, drained cocks became limp. When he got up, his perfect body was covered in a sheen of fresh sweat, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He was breathless, and smiling.

"Sorry" I gasped, my chest heaving, "I should have warned you".

Justin laughed and sat down next to me, his hand returning to my hair.

"I'd rather eat that" he said softly, "than mushrooms on pizza!"