Brandon had just cum in his bestfriends mouth and above that his bestfriend had kissed him before he walked away.
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I sat there alone, naked on the sofa thinking about what had just happened. I had just let my best friend suck my dick and after doing so he had kissed me right on the lips before walking away. What did that even mean?
I sure as shit had enjoyed what had happened and lowkey wished that it would happen again but at the same time I did not want to spoil the decade long bond of friendship that we shared.
The effects of the booze had now started to go away a little as reality hit hard. I decided that I would take a shower to clear my head. So I got up and looked around for my shorts which I didn't find anywhere around. Philip's clothes were lying around as well and I thought I would just take care of them later. So I walked back into my room naked and into the shower. I came to the conclusion that I need to talk to Phil before we came to any conclusions. I came out and put on a new pair of shorts but no Tshirt. I felt so dehydrated from the hot shower and.....well you know what. So I walked out and headed for the kitchen to get myself some water.
And there stood Phil, against the counter drinking water. Looked like he had showered as well since he had shot his load on himself. But what surprised me more was that He was wearing my Shorts!!
Now believe me, I loved it when my ex wore my clothes after we have had sex but this was something else. It was hot and weird at the same time.
As I walked in he looked up at me and smiled. Damn did it feel awkward. Did he regret what he just did?
To break the silence I said "Why are you wearing my shorts?"
"Well I didnt bring any spare pair of clothes and I needed something to use Bran."
"You could have asked me, I could have given you a new unused pair."
"Nah I am fine. Unless you want to exchange right now" he said looking down at my shorts.
I rolled my eyes.
Another awkward silence followed. But this time he decided to start the conversation.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure!"
"How did you......I mean why......Okay nevermind let me go out and collect my clothes and other stuff." he walked out into the living room.
I just realized that he was as taken back by what had happened as I was. I poured myself the water I was actually there for and walked a little so that I had a view of what he was doing but from away enough that he didn't notice me watching. The poor guy had picked up my glass of whiskey and chugged down whatever was left. I thought I should give him some space. So, I headed back in to get myself a yoghurt from the refrigerator.
As I was opening the door, suddenly two hands pushed it close forcefully from behind me.
I turned around and there was Philip with a look of intent on his face. Both of his hands on either side of my face and leaning against the refrigerator right in my face. I was almost pinned to the refrigerator by my best friend.
"Phil, you might be a little taller than me but you do know that I can knock you out twice if I wanted to right?" I threatened him but in a playful tone.
He responded by kissing me forcefully. He slammed his lips against mine and started kissing me like crazy. This time around I was not surprised but I did not respond either. He was just kissing me too fiercely. His lips felt soft against me, this was also the first time a guy kissed me. He tried to slip his tongue from between my lips into my mouth but I blocked his attempt skillfully. He pulled away panting and trying to catch his breath.
Biting his lips he said "Push me away if you want me to stop."
He then proceeded to smash his lips onto mine again and started kissing me, this time more passionately.
Like hell I wanted him to stop.
I started kissing him back and he let out a soft "Hmmmm....."
Our lips worked in sync as we kissed other. I moved my hand and put it around his waist and he put one of his hands behind my head. We were both shirtless and this time we were not touching each others dicks. Both our hands were exploring each others bodies for the first time. He moved his other hand up and down my sides.
Boy was he thoroughly enjoying touching me!
I moved my other hand behind his back.
I used some force to flip positions. I turned us both around such so that I was the one pinning him against the refrigerator. Our lips were not apart for one second and we were totally out of breath. We both pulled away to catch our breath, we just smiled at other and started kissing again. I used my grip on his waist to pull him closer to me. Our bare chests touched each other and Philip let out a soft moan right inside my mouth. The moan and the feeling of our chests touching sent shivers down my spine as our tongues twirled together. We took turns pushing our tongues into the others mouth.
I pulled him closer and turned us around guiding him towards the dining table while not breaking the kiss.
As he leaned on the table I pushed him further with my own body so that he would lie down on top of the table. He shuddered in my arms as his back touched the cold marble beneath.
I was on top of him and our already hard boners were rubbing onto each other through our shorts. I moved my hip a little which created friction between us.
"Oh Bran....."
"Tell me you want this Phil, tell me."