"That's not what I..." you whimper.

Tyler's other hand gingerly takes the blanket from you. You melt into his arms. Your eyes begin to flutter closed, but you fight it. You stare up at him.

He's like some kind of prism, all the stray thoughts pouring out of you, over you, focus on him. You feel small in his arms, safe, Then he kisses you.

You're not sure how to kiss like a girl. You need to please him. You want him to want you.

In the back of your mind the fact that you're kissing your best friend, naked and exposed in his arms, still drifts around. Sure you were aware of how strong he was and how smooth. You knew how his pecs might feel in your hands, but you had never actually thought you'd touch them... wait

Now you feel it. His cock cock is starting to press against you. The realization that you've been running your hands over his chest hits you.

"You said thirty minutes. You said I had time." You break his kiss, but he won't let you pull far back.

"Decided to just head out. Now I'm all pent up. Guess I was saving it for you baby." He winks at you in that purposefully cheesy way that lets him say lame shit to girls.

"This is too weird... all too weird."

"Look its just bros helping each other out." Alex shifts so swiftly from talking to you like his old buddy and the tone that made you melt.

You try to push him away, but your hands on his pecks just won't do it. You're so wet. You were so close and your mind starts to get all swishy again. You really do need his help.