The Wingman E3 | I agree to have my dick sucked to help out my friend

Everyone is over the age of 18

Continued directly from the last story

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“You don't have to if you don't want to,” Kyle says, looking directly at my glaringly obvious boner. I didn't even know how to hide it. It's just there, twitching while my closest friend stares at it. 

His “boyfriend” wants to suck me off. It's not even his boyfriend. It's just some guy we met at the club last night. But we did the same thing last night so what's the difference now? I was a little tipsy but not enough to deny that I fully agreed to it.

And that it felt fucking great. That's why I'm hard now. Fuck, here it goes twitching again. 

“Seriously, no pressure,” Kyle says. Even more mortifyingly, I feel a drop of precum travel up my shaft slowly and my cock clenches automatically, squeezing it out. And Kyle is just there, looking right at all of it happening. 

The only saving grace? He’s hard too. For a small guy, his cock is unexpectedly veiny. 

“It’s cool. I'll do it,” I say and gulp. “For you,” I added as I pulled my boxers over my leaking boner. We finished getting dressed and went to my car. 

During the ride, my palms get sweaty thinking about what’s about to happen next. It's so fucking gay what's about to happen. And what happened last night too. Fuck, I don't know. 

“Are you alright?” Kyle asks. I nod in response while adjusting my grip on the steering wheel. “I'm nervous too.” 

“Why?” I turn to look at him. He does look a little pale. “You're about to get some. Two days in a row. That's a record for you.” 

“Well, like I said, I’m not really a top. Some liquid courage helped last night but I am painfully sober right now.” He talks with his hands when he's nervous. 

“You know,” I smile at him. “I get nervous before a hook up too. I mean I guess I'm always the “top” or whatever…”

“Can straight people not appropriate gay terms?”

“Alright, fine!” I laugh. “I'm just saying I always worry that the little guy down there isn't going to be on his A game.” 

“Doesn't look like you have any problem with that,” Kyle says and I fall silent. I was so hard in the locker room, and just thinking about it is making me bone up again. At least it's taking the edge of the nervous feeling away. I don't know about you, but the day after I get any type of action, I'm always horny for it again.

Kyle squirms in his seat. “I don't think I have to worry about that today either.” He adjusts his crotch. “I just hope he has a good time.” 

“You'll be fine,” I reassure him, picturing him hesitantly pushing his dick into Warren. “You can’t really go wrong.”

The GPS leads to a fairly family-oriented neighborhood with rows of single detached homes. I slow down and find the number hidden at each house. 

“There it is. 0425 right?” 

“Yeah.” I pull over on the side. “Is he rich or something?” 

“He says it's rented out to students and he's in the upstairs suite,” Kyle says while checking himself out in the sunvisor’s mirror. “You have any mint on you?” 

“No.” I have a shaved head, so there was not much for me to fix. I waited till Kyle finished and we got out of the car together. He walked ahead of me and I followed him up the porch stairs. Warren opened the door for us before we got there. He’s just as tall as I remember but I didn't realize he was quite this blond in the club lighting last night. 

“Hey,” he says and hugs Kyle in front of me. Then they start kissing at the doorstep. It wasn't a “hello” kiss. I could feel the horniness radiating from the two of them as they pulled each other closer.  I tapped my right foot impatiently as I waited for them to be finished. “Come on in.” 

Once inside, I looked around the cozy suite and wondered if I should take my shoes off. Warren isn't wearing shoes, so I do and he beckons for us to follow him into his bedroom. My heart rate sped up as I listened to them banter and laugh to each other. 

And goddamn I'm hard. I’m undeniably turned on. 

“Well this is it. That's the house tour,” Warren jokes but the ambiance is filled with sexual tension. I look at Kyle and he nods at me, encouraging me to take a seat on the edge of the bed. Warren gets down on his knees, his height still making him significantly tall. I pull down my sweats, exposing that I'm already as hard as I can be. Warren stays silent but his eyes widen when he sees my cock swing out. 

“Ah fuck…” I close my eyes as my stiff shaft gets taken in. The anticipation since the locker room made it feel so much better. I hesitate on what to do with my hands, and decide to lean back on them instead. 

Slurp….slurp…slurp….

I arch my back when he lifts my balls to lick them, rubbing my hard cock on his creamy skin. You can tell how much he loves sucking cock by the time he takes to take in every inch of skin. 

“Ahhhhhh…” Warren groans with my nutsack on my lips and my shaft on his nose. “This is such a nice cock.” My dick flexes involuntarily on his face when he says that and he groans again. 

I look down at his blond hair servicing my cock and then to Kyle, who is touching himself through his own sweats.

“Oh…” I let a moan escape as I got swallowed again. Without breaking eye contact, Kyle takes off his shirt and his pants. Then he kneels down behind Warren and tugs at his waistband. Before long, Kyle had Warren’s pants pulled off his ankles. 

“Mmm…Mmm..mmm…MMMMMm…MMMMMMMMM….MMMMM!” Warren’s escalating moans vibrated on my cock as my best friend penetrated him. The look on Kyle's face when he sinks into the tight hole was priceless.

Oh fuck…

Oh shit! 

Kyle reaches over and pushes Warren's blond head down on me. 

“GUHHhHHHHH!!!”

“Don't cum yet,” Kyle mouths to me. He lets go off Warren’s head and fucks him slowly. He is a little stiff with his hips, but it doesn't look so bad. “Oh fuck…” He closes his eyes. 

“MMmMmMm!!” Warren places a hand on the base of my shaft and frantically strokes and sucks me while Kyle fucks him. I take in a sharp intake of air at the mounting pleasure and look up at Kyle. Kyle opens his eyes and his eyes lock with mine, and he gives Warren hard thrusts. 

“MMm!”

“MMM!”

“MMMM!”

“I’m about to cum,” I say with the feeling filling my chest. 

“MM!”

“MMMM!”

The harder he got fucked, the more Warren increased his tornado of a stroke on me. 

“I'm cumming… I'm cumming…” I give up trying to hold it back. Warren goes wild, backing up his ass on Kyle at the same rhythm as his mouth swirling on me. “FUCK!”

I thrust upwards in his mouth, releasing a powerful burst into him and let out an inhuman crack in my voice. Warren sucks the load out of me, keeping his hand on the base of my cock to drain the length of it.

“Oh fuck!” I look up at Kyle whose face contorts and then exhales, looking down at Warren’s unrelenting hips. “Oh fuck! Ah! MMm!” He pushes on Warren's lower back for balance and I grab onto his blond head to stop him from sucking. 

“MmmmmM…” Warren moans, filled up on both sides. Kyle starts laughing first and I join him nervously. 

He pulls out of Warren and Warren flips over and sits on the floor, leaning against the bed beside my legs. Kyle crawls over and kisses him, and I feel the orgasmic feeling clear my horny thoughts. I should get out of here.

Like right now. 

“Mmm… we're going to get you off now mister,” Kyle whispers loudly to a moaning Warren.