Billy Ferguson was having afternoon coffee with his best friend Lilly. As usual, she looked terrible. With four sons to take care off, a house to clean and clothes to wash, she looked nothing like the bombshell she was in high school. She had no makeup on, and was wearing a baggy shirt with a hint of pizza stain and unwashed hair tied in a messy bun.
The two were still close even after their high school years. Living in the same town they grew up in, they were like sisters. They used to do everything together and have been there for each other during the hardest chapters of their lives such as his coming out.
"No offence, but you look like a total mess, more than usual." He said as he picked a piece of paper stuck on her hair and then throwing it on the ground.
"Brandon and I had a fight last night." She said.
It was no surprise to him. Lately, this was their most frequent topic. Her marriage and sometimes his sex life, but his problem could wait for the time being.
"What is it this time?" He asked sympathetically. "Money?"
"No... that's the only thing positive lately. Even with four kids we are still able to put some in our savings account." She answered. "It's sex."
This made Billy snicker.
"You bitch." She said in retaliation to his reaction.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll stop." He said while still smiling.
Groaning with frustration she said: "He's just too fucking big... and between the boys and the house, I'm too exhausted to fuck."
"I thought you said you just lay there and have him do all the work?" He inquired.
"Well it turns out it bored him and wanted me to at least be more active." She said.
As he was about to speak, she continued: "Plus, he wants me to suck his dick and do a good job at it. But he's just too fucking big. He gets mad when I scrape him with my teeth and we end up fighting." She ended with frustration.
There was a pause. Billy really felt bad for his best friend. But this was her fate. Her husband was a piece of hunk. Brandon stood 6'6 and heavily built. He had a head of dark brown hair and a square jaw covered with a beard and mustache. He was ruggedly handsome and oozed sex appeal. He worked as a mechanic for his father's workshop like his brothers and made decent money.
The two talked for another half hour and then proceeded to call it a day and went their separate ways.
At home, after washing the dishes used for dinner, Lilly went to bed. As she walked to her bedroom, she happened to pass by a mirror and had a good look at herself. She couldn't recognize the person in front of her. Life has drained her of her youth and radiance. She was thankful for her family but it cost her a lot.
That night, she was awakened by constant movement. It was Brandon jacking off.
"Brandon, what the fuck?" She hissed. She was pissed because he woke her up from her slumber. She hit him on the arm making him stop.
"What? If you're not touching me I'm taking care of myself." He said angrily.
The two got into a heated argument. His hard on long gone and her sleepiness forgotten.
"You could've taken a nap this afternoon." He said.
"I was out with Billy!" She retorted back.
"Again?" He said.
"Yeah!! That's right, I have a life outside this family too you know." She said.
"Since you're always with that faggot, why don't you let him teach you how to suck cock while you're at it!!" He was livid.
"Fuck you Brandon!! Sleep on the couch!!" She said finally.
A few days after that, the two friends once again met for coffee. The day after the fight, the spouses didn't talk to each other. She had a lot to tell Billy.
"He accused me of spending too much time with you." She told him.
"Really? We barely see each other." He said. Truthfully, he found the situation funny.
"Exactly. And he told me to get you to teach me how to suck cock!!! The nerve!!!" She said.
Billy used to have a crush on Brandon. Who could blame him. He was hot. But ever since Lilly and him got hitched and had children, he began seeing him as her husband and less as a sexual fantasy. Plus, his love for his best friend trampled his lust for her hunky spouse. So as a response to her last statement, he just laughed it off.
At that moment, Lilly had a daring idea. In front of her was someone who she knew could take care of a cock as big as her husband's. If he was up to it, she could get them together to fix her problem.
"Hey Billy?" She said as if asking a question interrupting his laugh.
"Yes?" He answered as he wiped a tear from laughing too hard.
"Would you do it? Suck Brandon off?" She asked seriously.
"Are you high girl?" He said taken aback.
"Come on... think about it. You are going to suck a very big cock. And you have told me a bunch of times that you love doing that. Plus, you would be doing me a huge favor." She said trying to convince her gay best friend.
Billy was afraid. Not of what she was asking, but of what she was reduced too. She was asking him to do something very personal to all of those involved. It must be pretty serious for her to ask something of that caliber.
"Lilly! Are you hearing yourself?" He said, trying to wake her from her delusion.
"Billy please. I'm desperate. All we do is fight. Please do this. For me?" She said unshaken.
"Oh my... I can't believe I'm humoring this. Lilly, even if I say yes, there is no guarantee that your husband would go with this crazy idea. Plus, I know he doesn't like me. And he has no gay bone in his body. He would never go for it." He said.
"So you'll do it?" Apparently the only thing she heard from his statement was 'yes'.
"Lilly! No! Didn't you hear anything I said?"
"Just seduce him. He's so desperate I'm sure he'll say yes."
Billy didn't really took her seriously. He thought it was the lack of sleep and too much exhaustion that caused her to say such things. So they just left it at that.
They moved on from that conversation and talked about his problems.
Billy lived alone. At 28 years old, he was living comfortably and had a pretty decent sex life from going to the clubs and bars. He worked for a company that allowed him to work from home so he had a very loose schedule. The only thing he had to respect were the tight due dates for projects and such.
One lazy afternoon he heard the doorbell ring. Billy wasn't expecting anyone. To his surprise, Brandon stood by his doorstep waiting for him to invite him in.
