The Wingman E6 | My best friend's hookup tries to seduce me

Everyone is over the age of 18

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Thump….thump…thump….thump….

It was quite a sound to wake up to, especially on someone’s else’s bed. It took me a second to figure out I was still at Kyle’s place. The take-out took forever to get here and then we watched a long movie. By the time it was all said and done, it was past midnight and I was too tired to drive home. Kyle has a roommate, but that roommate is always out of town and is fine with Kyle’s friends crashing once in a while for a couple bucks.

Thump….thump…thump….thump….

It’s not even day out yet and they’re already fucking. When did Kyle become such a horndog? Maybe he always was but just never got a chance to show it off. 

I was drenched in sweat  because I usually sleep with my shirt off but you know, being in someone else’s bed and all, I wasn’t so sure about it. It’s too damn hot though, so I end up resigning myself to helping Kyle wash these sheets later and took my shirt off. Sounds like he’ll have some laundry to do anyways.

Thump!….Thump!…Thump!….Thump!….Thump!Thump!Thump!Thump!Thump!Thump!

Then there was a brief silence, followed by some giggling and hushed murmurs across the wall. 

Sounds like my man finished.

With the noise gone and now being much more comfortable without my shirt on, I dozed back off in the dark room. The next time I opened my eyes, the sun had come out. 

The lovebirds are probably still sleeping after their “morning workout.” I could just slip out now and not be in their way. 

First though, I gotta piss. 

I stretched as I sat up on the bed, sniffing myself to make sure I didn’t reek too badly. Then I quietly open the door and walk past Kyle’s room to the bathroom. It’s always a bit tricky trying to piss with morning wood, and I always forget that until I’m waking up in a different place. It took me a while to get the angle right so I don’t make a mess. Kyle would kill me. 

After, I splashed some water on my face and then dried off with Kyle’s towel again. Making sure to be quiet, I leave the bathroom and head to the kitchen for a drink of water. It’s only 7:30, according to the microwave. I didn’t have much to do today so I’m not in a particular rush. I just didn’t want to be in Kyle and Warren’s way of fucking all over this flat. 

Click. The sound of a door opening from down the hallway. 

I wipe my mouth and wait for Kyle to come into the kitchen. Instead though, it was his “boyfriend” Warren that appeared with his blond messy hair. 

“Oh hi,” he says, brushing his hair back when he sees me. 

“Hey,” I say back. He’s shirtless, like me, which I have no problem with. The thing though? He’s wearing some kind of thong or speedo thing that’s showing a lot. I lean back on the kitchen counter and look blankly at the fridge’s magnets while sipping my water. 

“How’d you sleep?” Warren approaches and gets the water jug from beside me. He spins around the kitchen, looking for the cups.

“Decent. Top right,” I say and he smiles at me. When he turns around and reaches upwards, his two ass cheeks hang out at me through his black underwear. For a guy’s ass, he’s very smooth and perky back there. 

Fuck. I avert my eyes back to the fridge when Warren turns back around. I think he saw me looking.

“I didn’t get a lot of sleep,” he says. “Kyle wanted to …”

“I heard.” I play it cool, hoping that Kyle would appear out of nowhere to help with this situation. 

“He’s knocked out now. I think it was twice during the night and then once this morning. I think he’s in a coma.”

I chuckle at the image of that. My buddy is like a virgin discovering sex for the first time, it seems. 

“For a bottom, he’s learning how to top really quickly,” Warren continues. “The only thing is that he hasn’t figured out how to fuck and jerk me off at the same time yet.”

The tension is in the silence between his sentences. I don’t know what I can say or how I should say it.  What does he want me to say? I look at him to give him an acknowledging nod and he draws my eyes downwards with his. I rapidly look away and back towards the metallic fridge. 

“I’m so horny. I have so many of Kyle’s loads in me.”

“Yeah,” I say. My heart starts racing as he approaches me. 

“I can tell you’re horny too.” 

My boner must be really obvious in my boxers. There’s nothing to hold it down from tenting up. 

“Oh..” I jump as he touches my bare forearm. Should I stop him? I should stop him.

I don’t want to stop him. 

“How many times have I sucked you off already? Let’s get one in before Kyle wakes up.”

“I…”

Warren pulls on my boxers from my hips and they slide down, releasing my boner in a swing as he pulls them down to my ankles. I look down and Warren looks back up at me with his submissive blue eyes. He presses his face against my hard cock and I lean back on the kitchen counter. 

“Can I?” He sniffs my cock. 

“Kyle…” I stammer. I watched him lick the precum that rolled off my tip.

“He’s not going to care. It’ll keep me horny enough to get fucked again. He’ll like that.” Warren kisses my inner thigh. 

Okay.

“Okay.” Warren swallows my shaft immediately, rubbing his thumbs on my inner thighs while he sucks my cock delicately. The breathless feeling spreads from my chest to my racing heart as he worships my dick the way a girl never has. 

His hands pull at my wrists that are on the counter, and I let him guide me to hold his head. At first, I followed the rhythm that he’s sucks me at. 

Up

Down

Up 

Down

“Oh fuck…” I moan as he deepthroats me, making me lean forward. I push his head down, prolonging that feeling of being so deep in a warm hole. His tongue continues its work, feeling like it's going as far as my balls. “I’ve never been deepthroated like this.”

“GUh..GUh…GUh…” Warren keeps his head low, pushing me deep inside his throat with each repetition. The feeling of being pleased is so intense, and I feel so powerful knowing that he wants to do what I want.

What I crave.

What I need.

“I’m cumming. I’m going to cum.” I whisper to the top of his head. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I stifle my moan as my morning wood explodes in his mouth with his tongue carrying me over the edge. Warren starts sucking again, and I grab his head to push him back down, needing to feel myself inseminate him at the deepest point possible. 

YES!

YES!

TAKE MY LOAD!

Click!

I pushed Warren’s blond head off quickly, but Kyle still walked out to the sight of my hard cock dripping cum and Warren on his knees. There’s no explaining this one away. 

“Its…” I say to Kyle. What is that expression on his face? “Hey!” I flinch as Warren sucks the cum off my dickhead.