Page 43 of The Bro Pact
Kyle’s brows crease in the center like he doesn’t believe me.
I don’t even believe myself. It feels like a lot bigger deal than either of us probably even realize, but I still try to convince him.
“Come on. Who cares? It’s just the two of us. No one would ever know. Aren’t you horny?” I ask, and an excited thrill crawls up my spine at the thought of feeling Kyle’s dick against my own.
His eyes are half-lidded and heavy with desire as we stand up together. I step forward, lining our shafts up perfectly.
Like they were meant to fit together.
We both gasp as our cocks rub against each other, and when I glance down, I nearly explode.
“You’re bigger,” he chokes out, attempting to pull away, but I don’t let him.
“Wait,” I say breathlessly, squeezing his shoulder with one hand and wrapping the other around his cock.
Kyle releases a strangled cry when I give him a squeeze, and he presses himself back into me.
I grab us together this time, squeezing and twisting my hand in an exploratory sort of way.
We moan in unison, and Kyle’s eyes roll into the back of his head like he’s about to nut from one stroke.
Fuck, that’s hot—making such a strong man melt with just my touch.
Both of us are groaning and panting, unused to such a foreign sensation. It’s unfamiliar, overwhelming, and somehow the most exciting thing I’ve ever done.
I’ve never been more turned on than I am right now, with my cock slotted against my best friend’s.
“Warren . . .” he gasps. “W-what are we doing?”
“Shhh. It’s okay.” I shush him before he freaks out. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Mhmm,” he whisper-moans.
“Then don’t worry about what I’m doing. Just close your eyes andfeelit. Okay?”
“Okay,” he agrees, closing his eyes.
I swipe my fingers against his slit, collecting more precum to smear over his cockhead.
Kyle’s big body jerks, and he grunts. “Fuck. Dude. Not gonna last.”
Holy shit, this is so fucking hot.
I squeeze our cocks firmly in my grip and continue stroking us together as best I can.
We start to rock our hips, easily finding the perfect rhythm and grinding into each other. More sticky precum oozes out, adding to the glide, and making my balls draw up.
I get the urge to kiss him, but I don’t.
Because that would be weird.
I chew on my tongue ring instead, continuing to thrust my hips and jerk us off at the same time. I glance up to find him staring at me with half-lidded eyes and a focused sort of determination.
“Coming,” I warn, seconds before we both explode, gripping onto each other like our lives depend on it.
After a few satisfied moments standing still, sticky and blissed out, I can see reality coming back to Kyle.
My cum is all over his stomach, and his on mine.
