Doom Of A Friendship

Sometimes you do things you're not proud of. Sometimes you do things you wish not have done, and getting sexually involved with Fred is one of those things. It started lightly and easy, with no guilt and after many years of close friendship. We were both simply horny, that's it. We had both taken and sniffed E and drank rum.

Fred was indeed quite screwed up that morning. As we arrived home he rushed to my room and I rushed to the bar to pour some whiskey before bed.

He seemed way out, as I changed into my shorts he complained, moaned and rolled under the sheets. I threw the whiskey down my throat and got inside. I wasn't feeling much better. My skin was having like a perceptive halo and my dick was as hard as possible. He wouldn't keep it quiet.

He turned and and groaned "I'm fucking horny", "So Am I" I confessed, and he rolled against me.

I discovered he had removed his pants and that his cock was outside his speedos, I felt it on my arm and got even hornier. I instictively pull my cock off my shorts and grabbed his. It was weird, it was weird to know how your best friend's cock feels like after so many years. He started to clumsily fuck my hand, I got on bussiness with my own cock. He moaned and heavily gasped on my neck. I took his hand from my belly and placed it on my cock. he held it and I felt I wanted to watch how we wanked each other and removed the sheets. I had never seen his cock until that day.

I don't know how much did it last, but at some moment I decided to change the scene. I turned to him and and pressed my cock against his. We started to rub our cocks against each other's and I was loving it and can assure so was Fred. I lifted his shirt to feel a bit more of him as he pressed my hip agains his as we fluidly moaned and writhed against the other body. At some moment I took both humid cocks with my hand and wanked them for a while, but we got back to the rubbing.

Fred came first, not a lot but enough to feel it and ease him, as he immediatly turned back without any notice. I left him alone. I took care of finishing the job and lit a cigarrette. I was numbed, something really weird had just happen.

We didn't say a word and the event emerged as a shared secret, in fact, as a bonding experience, but we weren't aware that we had crossed a line, and that our already complex relationship would mess up beyond control.

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