Page 53 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend
“Sure, who goes first?”
My gaze snaps up to meet his. “You want to use one tonight too?” I clarify, trying not to get too excited, but I can’t help the giant smile stretched across my face.
“Isn’t that the plan? I thought you wanted us to have matching butt plugs,” he teases, even though I know him well enough to see that he’s still nervous. After having my tongue in his ass, and showing him just how amazing that could be, you’d think he’d be more excited to put a silicone toy up there, but I can also tell that he doesn’t want me to call him on it, so I take him at his word.
“Fuck yeah, it is,” I agree, hurrying to put away the food and move toward the selection of plugs on the counter. I’m really glad the guy from our building didn’t bring the delivery all the way in because our kitchen looks like we’re ready to host a sex-toy party.
“Can you do mine first?” I ask, finding the two matching plugs that are smaller than the other ones we got, but still have wider bases than the fingers we’ve used so far. Then I grab the next biggest size too, just in case.
Maybe if we start with me, I’ll get used to the size and can upgrade to a slightly bigger one after his is in. I knowwe need to be careful and get used to things, especially as we’re starting out, but I’m eager to have Parker fuck me. I love the idea of fucking him too, but thinking about his impressive cock somehow fitting inside of me is way hotter than I anticipated.
“Are we staying in the kitchen again, or do you want to ruin some more sheets?” Parker asks me with a smirk, picking up one of the bottles of lube we bought.
“Let’s do your bed again for sex and mine for sleeping,” I suggest eagerly, making him laugh as I head toward his room. I strip off my sweats and get on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. His sheets have since been changed, but I like the idea of ruining them again.
“Fuck, that’s a pretty sight. Can you always be waiting for me like that?” he asks lightly.
I know he’s only joking, but my stomach flutters, and I kind of love the idea of surprising him like this, maybe already with a plug in, waiting for him to wreck me.We have plenty of time for that, more things for the list.I need to calm down before I get too excited. My cock is aching with how hard I already am, and Parker hasn’t even touched me yet.
I move my hips side to side, taunting him a little. “Are you planning to stand there all night, or are you going to actually touch me?”
“Definitely touching,” he says, and he finally places his large hands on my outer thighs, sliding them around to my hip. His touch feels amazing, but it’s like he’s intentionally avoiding my hole to drive me crazy.
“Stop torturing meeee,” I whine.Have I ever whined before being with Parker? What the fuck has he done to me?I guess it doesn’t matter. I’m desperate for him and I’m not ashamed of it.
“Can I start with my mouth again?” he asks, rubbing a finger gently over my rim.
“Yes, please.” I shift my hips back toward him, seeking more,and am rewarded with his mouth on me in the most satisfying way. We may be new at this, but Parker isn’t holding back. His enthusiasm makes it obvious that he enjoys prepping me like this as much as I loved doing the same to him.
I focus on the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving me, trying to consciously relax for him. Each swipe of his tongue is incredible. I could stay like this for hours, but it doesn’t take long to feel like I’m ready for more, like I need it. His tongue is easily fucking into my hole now, and my aching cock is already leaking. We need to keep going before I repeat how quickly I came the first time he ate me out like this. “Go ahead, try the plug,” I say, my voice breathy and nearly unrecognizable.
I hear the cap of the lube bottle pop before he spreads some over my hole, pushing in slowly with a finger and making me moan. I can’t believe I wasted all of these years without putting anything in my ass, it feels incredible. Then his finger is replaced with the soft tip of the toy at my entrance, and I try to force myself to relax. I’ve done my research since I started questioning my attraction to Parker, so I bear down and take deep breaths.
His slicked-up hand wraps around my cock and my head swims at the feeling of being surrounded by him. Sex has never been this all-consuming. I don’t know if it’s because I’m with a man for the first time, or if it's just that my best friend is inside of me,but I’m quickly confirming I don’t ever want this new aspect of our relationship to end. I can’t imagine wanting to be with someone else when being with Parker is this good.
I hope that he feels the same way, but I don’t think him working a butt plug into my ass is the time to bring up any sort of promise of commitment to each other. We’ve agreed to be exclusive, so for now, that will have to be enough. He strokes my cock as he slowly advances the plug, never quite fast enough to tip me over the edge, but enough to distract me from the new sensation of being stretchedwith the toy.
It’s different than his fingers were, the feeling of fullness so much more intense and constant.I think I love it. Eventually, he gets the plug seated and sits back. “I’m going to need you to hurry up with mine,” he says, voice deep and gravely in that way I’m obsessed with.
“Okay,” I say on an exhale as I go to stand. The change in position causes the toy to shift over what must be my prostate. “Oh fuck, holy shit. I think I almost just came just from moving. This thing is incredible,” I say, laughing.
“My turn,” Parker reminds me sternly. He’s already removed his insulin pump and pants and is now in the same position I’d been in.
I don’t hesitate, I place a hand on each of his perfect round cheeks, squeezing as I bring my tongue to his hole. I’ve never been religious, but this moment—with my tongue ravaging Parker’s ass, and a toy he put in me rubbing against my prostate—feels like a holy experience to me. When he’s eventually rocking back to meet my tongue, I add a finger, which he easily accepts, and use some lube to add another before I reluctantly pull away to get his plug.
I add more lube to his hole, pushing it inside before I slowly start to work the toy in. The noises coming from him are completely pornographic and I love them all. He’s soon rocking his hips back again, forcing the plug deeper, much faster than I had intended. In no time at all, it’s fully in, and I’m fucking him with it.
The sight is indescribably sexy.
He keeps saying “more” which makes my cock leak and my brain go fuzzy, focused solely on chasing my orgasm. Parker is still on his hands and knees, and my hips are at the perfect height to line up with his. My dick is still slick from him stroking it so I slide my erection between his round cheeks, rubbing over the toy’s base.
A deep moan escapes from him. “Fuck me,” he says firmly, and at first I think he’s just swearing at how amazing this feels. But then he repeats himself and I freeze. “Take out the toy, I need you to fuck me.”
“Are you sure?” I manage to ask, proud that my voice only cracks a little.
“I’ve never been more sure about anything,” he states, almost matching my own desperation.
Not going to argue with that level of confidence.
