I just seen my best friend naked.
I didn't mean to, why did I walk into his room without announcing myself? "Stupid stupid stupid" is what kept running through my head as I ran to my own room to hide. Swinging open the door and slaming my back to the closed door. Sliding down the wall and cheeks flushed as I kept replaying the moment over and over.I don't know how long I sat there till there was a soft knock behind me. I didn't respond. Johnnie's voice taunted me through the thin wall, "Hey, I don't want things to be weird. We can talk later, or just forget about it, I guess." A few long beats passes, then I hear him sigh while his footsteps get further away. "God why am I like this?!" I say out loud. I hope Johnnie hasn't caught on about my weird actions around him. But this just takes the cake. For the pass few months our friendship has gotten significantly closer. At first I thought it was because I just got out of a relationship and needed something to distract me. But then I started to notice how much I loved hanging around Johnnie. And I love all his weird voices and characters, I love his laugh, how his nose wrinkles when he doesn't like a food we try together, I love... I could go on and on. But he can never know that, it would ruin everything. And besides, as far as anyone knows, he straight.
That's why I have to keep to myself. But he makes it so hard.
As I snap back to reality, I slowly start to stand up and decide to try to make things as normal as they can be. Making my way to the kitchen to grab myself a drink, I catch a glimpse of Johnnie in the living room on his laptop, probably editing a video. He apparently hears me and turned to say, "I didn't think you'd come out for the rest of the night" I hesitatly responded with, "eh me either, just wanted a drink and maybe some food." He perked up at the idea of food, "Do you wanna doordash something? I'm starving." Internally I was screaming to go back to my room, I don't want to ruin things any further. But instead I say, "That sounds like a good idea. You can pick where." As I contemplated going back to my room, I thought better of it and went to sit beside him. We sat in silence as he worked and I mindlessly scrolled on whatever social media I found interesting.
Soon the food arrived and devices were discarded to the side. I can tell he wants to say something but is scared to. As we finish our food, for some god forsaken reason the image of Johnnie from earlier pops into my head. I can't get it out and then I realize that I've started to grow hard. I jump up suddenly to bolt back to my room. When I make it back to the safety of my room, I start to palm myself through my tight pants. I can't take it anymore, panting as my imagination takes off and makes more lewd images of Johnnie. I have to get these pants off. I don't even think to take into consideration that you can hear everything outside of my room. Regardless, I'm now jerking off and breathlessly repeating Johnnie's name, over and over again as I released. sh*t.
After that incident I knew I need to control my thoughts. Weeks passed and everything seemed as if it was normal. Besides Johnnie being unusually touchy. On this particular day we were streaming on my twitch account because we were trying the new Crumbl cookies for the month. "We are here today for this month's cookies and here we have Johnnie." God he looked so pretty in the setting sun. He had a button up shirt on that showed his 'I'm Not Perfect tattoo. His pale skin glowing and the sun glasses I bought him sitting on top of his fried, disarrayed hair just brings it all together. Going through the usual stream, we kept making immense eye contact that lasted longer than it should have. It was like he was looking for something. Of course the chat had caught on. Telling us that we're not making the gay rumors go away. We laughed about it once then ignored the rest of the comments. The stream goes normal and I start to pack up to drive home. Johnnie turns to look at me, my stomach does somersaults. Again it looks like he's searching for something as our eyes meet. He slowly grabs my face and kisses me, I jump in surprise but I lean into it. It was short and sweet. When we break, I turn away in embarrassment, he continues to just look at me, not saying anything. It seems as if all time has stopped. He finally says, "W-was that ok?" How does he not know that it's more than ok. That I want him to jump over to my seat on my lap, right here in the middle of this random parking lot. I knew I had to respond with something, "y-yea, more than." As I gaszed in his blue eyes surrounded by black eye shadow. I start the car to make our way home. It feels like ages but we finally make it back home. We make our separate ways to our rooms to be left with our thoughts. At least I was, I was definitely not getting any sleep tonight.
Apparentaly, neither is Johnnie because at 2:08am I hear a knock at my door. I hesitatly said, "Come in" As I sat up and turned on my bedside lamp. "Sorry, did I wake you up?" I laughed in my head as I said, "Can't be woken up when you haven't been to sleep, can you?" He looked nervous standing in my doorway, looking beautiful as always even in his sleep clothes. Grabbing the back of his neck in a nervous gesture, "Yeah I guess not. I couldn't sleep either. I wondered if you were up and here we are." My body takes over, I jump up from my bed. I take Johnnie's face in-between my hands and kiss him roughly. Almost like I need him. Luckily he gives back the same energy. I back him up into the wall, my thigh between his legs. I can feel him growing. Pulling back for air, Johnnie wastes no time going back for more. I move from his mouth to his jawline, kissing my way down in neck. He moved his head up to allow more access. I love his tattoos so much, I want to lick them all. I first start with the spider on the middle of his throat, licking a long stripe to his chin. All while I'm doing my own thing, he's grinding himself on my leg and making sweet sounds that I wish that I could listen to on repeat. I pick him up and wrap his legs around me. I love how light he is.
As I walk him to my bed, he kisses me again, this time with more hunger within his movements. I break from him so I can remove my shirt. Silently asking him if I can take his off too, he eagerly takes off his own shirt and sleep pants, grabbing for mine too, I allow him. Johnnie knows that I don't wear boxers under my own sleep pants. Shocking him in the moment, but quickly grasped the base of my co*ck. Groaning at the contact, I look down and he's looking up for approval. Sticking out his tongue, licking from the base to the tip. Pulling back he puts his thumb on the slit, putting just the right amount of pressure to make me go crazy. It's taking everything in me not to grab his pretty face and f*ck it. Not wanting to cum right away, I pull away from him. Johnnie almost looks disappointed, I reassure him by kissing him. This time it almost felt frantic. Our bare erections make contact and Johnnie makes a high pitched moan, I could've just blown right there. I was determined to make more sounds like that from him.
He wraps his legs around me to get closer to me. But I needed more, I put two fingers in his mouth, him immediately knowing what to do. I moved my fingers to his entrance, making small circles until I started to push in. He grimace at the strange new sensation. I watched his face for any signs of pain.
Not needing any words, he nodded for me to keep going. Now pumping in and out two fingers comfortably, I added a third. Johnnie threw his head back, pushing back against me. Precum dripping on his stomach while his co*ck is pulsating, begging to be touched. Deemed ready, I pull out and line myself up. Making eye contact, I start to push in. Little by little, I don't want to hurt him, that's that last thing I want to do. When I bottom out, he holds my chest, taking that as a sign not to move yet. I few minutes pass and he quietly says, "Please f*ck me" I pull almost all the way out before slaming forward. When I found a rhythm, I bent down to capture his lips in a desperate kiss. He moans loudly filling the room, I must have found his prostate. Repeating the movements that make those sounds is music to my ears. I reach down to stroke him to match my thrusts. His black painted nails digging into my back and I hope it leaves marks. I want him to claim me and everyone know. Johnnie yells out, "I'm so close, omg please don't stop." That sentence only fuled me further.
Soon Johnnie started to shake beneath me as he came moaning my name. Spurts of cum landed between us and landing on his pale skin. The image of him pushed me over the edge and I came hard. Sloppy thrusts to finish milking out our highs. Overstimulated, I fall beside Johnnie. As I look at the beautiful person beside me. I take his face in my hands as we kiss, softer this time. When we broke, I start to get up, he pulls me back down. I smile as I say, "I'm going to get a rag to clean you up." He pouts and how can I say no to this perfect human. Before I can say anything he says, "I love you" before falling asleep in my arms, I kiss him on the forhead before I say, "I love everything about you." We can worry about everything when we wake up.
