I grabbed his hair and yanked him back, both of us red-faced and panting. The fury beating from him set off something deep inside me.
I didn’t want him sucking my dick like this. I didn’t want him angry and hating me as he took me for the first time.
First times were supposed to be beautiful and magical and something you’d never forget. I needed to give him good memories and show him how Lance didn’t deserve him—no one did. Alex was too good for anyone.
“Alex,” I said again, actually pulling him off my cock. His scowl deepened and his hand squeezed tightly around my cock,enough to make me wince. “Remember when I said I wanted to taste you?”
His gaze fled to the side, his tongue darting out to wet his already glistening lips again.
“Shit, man. That’s so fucking sexy.” I cupped his chin, running my finger over the cum stains. “It makes me want to suck you off, too.”
His eyes went wide, and it was like I could hear the shouting in his brain.
“I don’t want to ruin our friendship though, right? We’re still cool, yeah?” I asked.
“I can’t believe you’re talking about friendship after everything you’ve just done,” he said through gritted teeth. Everything I said kept making him even angrier and I didn't know how to change it.
I thought he still wanted to be friends. Maybe I really had fucked it all up.
“I’m sorry, dude. I’m seriously sorry. But it was worth it to see you like this.”
Pain spasmed across his face, and I couldn’t tell what the hell he was thinking. And that upset me more than his angry sucking.
“Do you want that?” I said, the heat that rolled through my veins, reaching my voice. “Do you want to still be friends, even if I suck your cock?”
Tension rose between us, the same kind of excitement that came from a big match. Where the next minute could make or break the game.
He wasn’t just pissed off this time; he was trembling. I’d pushed him too far, I’d asked too much of him. But it was better doing this than losing him outright to Lance.
Alex’s face softened, his lips parting as if he was going to say something. His hand tightened around my cock, squeezing me almost painfully. But I didn’t care. All I needed was to hear thewords. Because my mouth was literally pooling at the idea, and I didn’t know if I could keep off my friend now that I’d felt the echoes of his moans vibrate through my cock.
“Only if you want it,” he mumbled, glancing at me before quickly shooting his gaze back to the floor.
It was too much. I needed my best friend to realise that we were basically going to fuck.
I pulled his head back, making him look at me. I needed him to see what he was doing to me. “Fuck yeah, Alex. I fucking want it.”
His eyes widened, and the cute gasp from the back of his throat sealed the deal for me.
There was no question about it. I was getting him straight on top of me, and I was going to suck my best friend’s cock like there was no tomorrow.
Brad
Icouldn’t believe I never realized how sexy Alex was.
Like, I said it about a million times already, but I meant it differently each time. Because I just kept seeing him do new stuff that blew my mind.
It wasn’t just because he was a huge guy who acted all withdrawn and shy except out on the ice.
It was the way he moaned, crying out, gasping my name as my thumb ringed his asshole while my other hand stroked his cock.
I was lying flat on the bed. We both stripped, and I made Alex climb on top of me. On all fours, his cock brushed my bare chest, his ass bouncing in my face while he sucked my cock between moans.
He weighed a ton, but he kept himself above me, the muscles of his thighs clenching and relaxing on either side of my head as he swayed with every touch. All I had to do was stroke his crack and he basically collapsed, choking out, giving me these weak little whimpers that made me want to do it again and again.
“Hey, has anyone seen your ass like this before?” I asked as I pressed my thumb against his pink hole.
He turned to look at me as much as he could. He didn’t need to answer; I could tell by the hardness of his jaw that it was a no.