The other day I went to the mall with forbidden fruit guy. We went to Borders, walked around, then went to Spencer’s to check out their sex section in the back. We found a book that had a sexual position for each day of the year. We thought it would be funny to take some pictures of a few unique positions and send them to a friend of mine.
Later we called that friend, but they were driving, and would love to hang out after a shower and would call me back. I warned them that they needed to call me before 6:30 P.M. because if they didn’t I would have to get on the bus. They repeated that they would call me back, so I assumed that meant I should take the bus because they “never” call back.
Ironically, after I paid the $1.50 fare, found a seat, the bus pulled away from the mall. After about 5 minutes of being on this bus, my phone rings. It’s the friend that I figured wouldn’t be calling back. They said they definitely wanted to hang out, and would pick me up at the next stop.
I got off the bus and after a few minutes, they pulled up. The bus stop happened to be at the movies, so we decided to go see what was playing. We decided to go see “Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist” that was starting in a half hour. In the mean time we went and grabbed a bite to eat. The movie was cute, funny, and stupid all at the same time. We loved it.
Afterwards he drove me home, and on the way we had our usual conversations of how we always joke around, masturbation, sex, everything. I can tell this guy anything, go to him for advice on anything, and him for me.
We got to my house, it was after 9, but we hadn’t finished our conversation. By this time we were talking about why we couldn’t do anything sexual with each other, date, etc. We decided we are too good of friends, he respects me too much to go for me just for sexual favors, and the fact that he is about to leave for five years for the marines. I totally understood and agreed.
We got inside, went back to my room, and we talked more. I don’t think we have ever talked this much. I mean, we have had deep discussions like this before, but never this long, and never about the possibility about us possibly doing stuff in the future as a couple, fuck buddy, or whatever happens. I showed him a few of my new toys and a few of the blogs I thought he should read. Before we knew it, it was after 11:30 and we both had to get up early.
Honestly, I didn’t want him to leave. I enjoy talking with him, and he is the only guy my mom will probably allow to stay the night, sleep in my bed with me, and have the door shut all at the same time. So, I asked him if he wanted to just stay over. He hesitated for a second, but then said “Yeah, sure, why not?” Awesome. My mom was just going to bed and so before she went to sleep I told her he was gonna stay. She said she didn’t care.
So, by this time, he’s already in bed, ready to go to sleep, but I have to go get into my pajamas and brush my teeth. When I got back he asked me to please shut the door. That’s fine, whatever, I just thought that the night light in the kitchen was bothering him. Apparently, that was not the case.
Him: You know, I was totally ready to fall asleep, but as soon as I got into your bed I got really horny.
Me: (Nervous giggle) Really now?
Him: Yes. It seems that every time I close my eyes I picture you blowing me. And I am like, what the hell?
Me: (Nervous giggle) What do you think caused this reaction? I mean, we talked about this tonight ironically. We agreed that we shouldn’t do anything sexual.
Him: I know, that’s why I keep asking myself ‘what the hell?’ I mean, I would love it if you would blow me right now.
Me: (silence, followed by another nervous giggle).
Him: No, seriously, I am asking you to blow me. I mean, if you are ok with it. I know I won’t regret it, and you can start, but if you feel uncomfortable you can tell me and stop. Plus, I know that after a little time has passed, I will be horny again and I can take care of your needs.
Me: Yeah that would be nice, but you know I have never gotten off without a vibe. Ha, you know, before we decided you would stay the night, I had 100% intentions of taking my shower and getting into bed and masturbating. Now I feel even more frustrated.
So, this goes on for a little bit, he sounds like he’s half begging me, half coaxing me. Of course the only thing stopping me at this point is that my mom is in the other room and I have never done anything with her in the house. I keep cursing this situation, muttering under my breath. I mean, I can make innuendos all day long with only a hint of seriousness, I can write what I want to do to a guy and make him read it, I can show him my toys, I can screw around online all the time, but I am the worst at making on the spot decisions.
Of course he has to remind me of my most recent post about how I would look back at things and wish I had done more. He asked me what I wanted to do. Damn it! He was right, and totally playing one my weaknesses. I ended up giving him all the reasons why I wanted to suck his cock and why I was hesitant. I definitely didn’t want to say no, but I was afraid to say yes. I knew I wanted to, and he knew it too. He started running his hand up and down my arm, with a little bit of finger nails. He is the first guy to have done that and I only get chills, not tickled. That really turned me on even more.
He took my hand, and started rubbing it. Next he put my hand on his cock. That sent me over the edge. He took off his pants, and I started jacking it a little. Finally, I went down on him.
To be continued…