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Brad

A lex had this scared look on his face, one I caught him with sometimes when he really got worked up.

I didn’t want to freak him out too much. I thought he’d done loads of stuff with Suzy, but he was acting like no one had even stroked his cock before, let alone sucked it.

But, fuck, what if I really was the first person to touch him? What if I was the only person he’d ever had pressed against him, pinning him to the couch, watching him as he made all these crazy little noises I’d never heard before?

“Alex, really, though,” I said, finding the outline of his cock again so I could stroke him. “Do you actually want me to stop?”

I swear Alex was reaching for my lips. Even bent over like he was going to blow if I stroked him again, I was about eighty percent sure that if I leaned down and kissed him, he’d moan for me even harder.

And for some fucking reason, that freaked me out more than getting his cock down my throat.

His brow creased, worry filling his face. “It’s not going to change stuff, is it?” he asked. “We’ll still be friends, right?” His chin dipped, and I could barely hear him.

His gaze flicked back, looking up at me through his thick, dreamy eyelashes that all the girls went nuts for. And I really didn’t get it until now. But holy shit, just thinking about him looking up at me like that from between my thighs had me bending my hips so I didn’t push my cock in his face.

Because he was cute.

Alex was so fucking cute.

How the hell didn’t I notice it before?

“What? Come on. Don’t be dumb,” I said. “Of course we’ll still be friends. I mean, it’s kinda too late to stop now, isn’t it?” I puffed my chest out. “Anyway, I just thought you might want to get ahead.” I grinned at him. “Y’know. Get a head?” I wiggled my eyebrows and laughed as he forced back his smile.

“Ugh, shut up,” he said through gritted teeth, rolling his eyes as I snorted. He could never admit I was fucking hilarious, even in this situation.

And thank fuck I broke the tension because that was amping up to meltdown levels, and he hadn’t even got his cock out.

But I wanted it. I wanted to see his cock. I wanted to see him collapse under me and go mad just because it was me.

It was probably happening too fast. It was like I’d suddenly awoken the horny gene in him or something. And I was getting wrapped up in it, too. And we needed to dial it back.

So, obviously, the best thing to do was drop forward to press my cheek against his.

“But, really, I’m only going to suck you a little bit,” I murmured, my voice low. “Can I?” My tongue swept the shell of his ear, and a thrill ran through me as he shuddered under me. “It’ll be really good, I promise.”

Another moan escaped him as he jerked his hips, thrusting into my hand. I knew then that my only goals in life were to get into the NHL and make sure Alex got his first blow job.

I took his earlobe between my teeth, tugging on him gently, nearly dying at how amazing he felt writhing under me.

It was wild. Every single move I made brought a new cry, and all I was doing was touching his cock. How the fuck was he even going to handle it if I sucked him?

I got comfortable, lowering myself so I was in line with his face, and his gaze fled straight to my cock. I was pretty satisfied with how his bottom lip fell straight open as he saw how hard I was for him. My tent was big enough for a weekend in the mountains.

I couldn’t believe Suzy had him all to herself and she never once went down on him.

Alex needed someone to take care of him. He was a lover, but not in the same way as me. I loved with my dick, but Alex was better than that.

Even just a small suck on his earlobe made his breath catch at the back of his throat. It was all so innocent.

“Are you sure it’ll be fine?” he asked, pulling back so we could look at each other properly.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it, okay? It’s just so you can say you’ve done it.” I shrugged. “Just don’t tell anyone it was me, right? Everyone will assume it was Suzy.”

I kind of couldn’t believe I was actually trying to convince my best friend to let me suck him off.

“O-okay,” he replied, his shoulders hunched.

I didn’t think he could go any redder, but his cheeks were absolutely flaming.

“Okay. Yeah? You good?” I asked.

He gave a tiny nod that had me two seconds away from kissing him.

And a proper kiss, not just some peck on the lips. I wanted his tongue sliding across mine. I wanted to make him moan hard enough that it vibrated in my skull.

I would have gone for it, too, if his cock hadn’t twitched so much it basically leaped into my hand, begging for attention.

I bent my knees, dropping back so I could slip onto the carpet. My ass on my heels, wedged between his legs with my hands on his knees, my heart rate picked up.

“You gonna take your shorts off, or should I?” I asked as my gaze jumped over his thighs and landed on his cock.

“Um…I…” Panic flared across his face. I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable—well, any more than he already was.

“It’s cool, man. Don’t worry about it. I’ll take the lead.”

I reached forward, grasping his waistband, my fingertips dipping between the elastic and his hot skin.

“Hang on, wait,” he gasped. “I-I’ll do it.”

I let go, leaning back so he could push his ass up off the couch. His feet hard on the floor, his dick rose right in line with my mouth, and I grinned as he quickly grabbed his waistband, shoving his shorts all the way to his knees.

“Oh wow,” I said as his dick sprung free and bounced off his stomach. It looked like Alex really was bigger than me in every way. “Damn, man, look at your cock. You’ve been hiding this the entire time?”

He had to be at least seven inches, and he was already leaking, but it was his thickness that was getting me. He was wide enough that I was pretty sure it was going to be a task to get him more than an inch or two into me. But I never backed down from a challenge.

I had so many things planned for the summer, but I hadn’t included a game of Chubby Bunny with Alex’s cock.

“No, I—” Alex cut himself off, half-choking, half-moaning. He pulled a trembling hand back from his waistband, his ass dropping to the couch with a thump . I thought he was going to grab his dick and show off from the way he shifted, but he pressed his palm to his stomach instead.

He looked even cuter when he was uncomfortable. He kept worrying his bottom lip with his teeth, his eyes roaming all over the place, avoiding me and his rock-hard cock.

“Seriously,” I said as I yanked his shorts from his knees and dragged them to his ankles before he could struggle anymore. “I’ve had enough blow jobs that I can kind of call myself an expert.”

“Yeah, but…” If he frowned any more, he was going to get stuck like that.

“It’s me, man. You don’t need to worry about it.”

It was easy enough to get the shorts off his feet, though I kept fumbling around like a moron because I was so distracted by the sight of his cock. I wanted to be all cool and suave, but I didn’t realize a cock could actually look sexy? Like, apart from mine, obviously.

It was long and hard, veins running all over him, and pre-cum beading at the tip.

“Man, it’s like it’s asking to be sucked.” The sheen on the head of his cock actually had my mouth watering. I honestly never thought I’d get thirsty over cock.

“Brad, I don’t think this is a good idea,” Alex said, his voice still trembling, along with his flexing thighs as I slid my hands up his tight muscles.

He was so fucking well-defined as well.

I shook my head as I took in his throbbing cock again. Not once? Not even once had anyone seen that?

I was the very first person to look at him. I was the first person to stroke him raw. I was going to be the first person in the world to taste him. The first in his whole life.

A wave of heat hit me so fiercely, I nearly choked. “You said yeah, so I’m gonna do it,” I replied, more determined than ever.

If it was Alex’s first blow job, I was going to make it the best goddamn blow job he’d ever have. He’d be so amazed by my blow job skills that he’d be a pro at getting head by the end of the day. And no one else would ever match up to me.

“But,” he rasped as I reached the solid V of his hips, “if you’re forcing yourself…”

“I’m not forcing myself. I never do shit I don’t want to.” I frowned at him. “Are you?”

The air hung still around us, my heart thumping, ready to encourage him if he said he was, if he said he didn’t want to go ahead. I knew I was an ass, but it was, like, ingrained in my bones . I needed to be the first person to suck his dick.

He pressed his lips together, taking another shuddering breath as he nodded, following my hand. My best fucking friend ran a finger silkily down the V of his hip to meet his cock, basically advertising himself to me.

From his nervous look, I guessed he had no clue how insanely erotic it was.

“Okay?” I asked. “Cool?”

Sucking someone off was no joke, especially when it was my first time, too. I had to nail this on the head. Literally.

“Yeah… Cool,” he said softly, giving me another one of his cute, shaky smiles.

I shot him a wide grin before I shifted my weight forward. I wasn’t holding back now.

The instant I wrapped my fingers around his cock, his whole body jerked, and he moaned so loud I felt it ringing in my heart.