everyone in this is 19. so my girlfriend dumped me a couple months ago and i moved in with my buddy jake. weve known each other since high school. hes been out since forever and brings guys over sometimes. the sounds that come out of his room are crazy, low and wet and sometimes loud enough that i would lie there in the dark with my pulse in my throat pretending i was not listening. i always told myself i was straight so i never thought too hard about it.
im skinny tall dark hair. jake is bigger broader blonde. works out a lot but still eats whatever. we hang out all the time. games drinking padel whatever. every time we went out he found someone and i went home alone, the apartment feeling bigger and quieter than it should have.
been weeks since i came. i stopped jerking off thinking it would make me try harder to meet girls. one night we were playing smash and i was winning bad. i said something dumb like if i win you let me smash. he paused the game and laughed, that easy laugh he always had when he already knew how something was going to go.
then he said whoever wins owns the other for a week. everything goes. i had three lives he had one. i figured i had it. the second the bet was on something flipped in my head. my hands went stupid. i got desperate and started messing up every input, heart kicking against my ribs like i had already lost. he spanked my ass mid game and whispered focus or your ass is mine. my dick got hard instantly, tight in my shorts, heat flooding my face. he wiped the floor with me.
he stood up smiling and asked if i wanted to back out. i said no bet stands. the words came out thinner than i meant them to. he pulled his pants down and his cock was thick and long. bigger than mine. heavier. he told me to suck it. i got on my knees on the living room floor and tried. it barely fit. the heat of it, the weight on my tongue, the smell of him. i had practiced on toys with my ex so i managed to get most of it down. he held my head and pushed all the way in until my eyes watered then pulled out, a string of spit still connecting us.
i thought maybe i was going to fuck him. instead he flipped me onto the couch face down pulled my hips up poured lube on me and started pushing in. slow at first then deeper. it felt like electricity, a stretch that burned and then opened into something I had no name for. when he bottomed out he laughed and said i took it easy. then he fucked me hard. i was moaning into the cushion sweating, fingers digging into the fabric, every thrust knocking the air out of me. every time i got close he spanked me and it reset everything, that sharp sting snapping me back from the edge until I was shaking and making sounds I did not recognize.
he climbed up and put his foot on the side of my face while he kept going, the pressure holding me there, cheek mashed into the couch. i came without him touching my dick. hardest orgasm ive ever had, my whole body locking and spilling onto the cushion under me while he kept driving in. he kept fucking me through it telling me i only get to cum with his cock inside. then he pulled out jerked off into my open mouth and poured my own cum from the condom in there too. made me hold it then swallow. took a picture.
he sat next to me and kissed the side of my head. said we were going to have a fun week. i still cant stop thinking about it. part of me wants the week to last longer.