Chapter 2
by BADWOLF3
(Chris is a....)
Him
Chris (short for Christopher) was tall (over 6 feet), black, and slightly chubby. I wanted to fuck him for years, but he definitely doesn't seem into guys. The summer after senior year, though, we were having a sleepover, and I was incredibly horny. After we got bored playing video games, turned the lights off, striped to our boxers, and got into bed (we slept in his room, he on his bed and I on a pullout mattress), my hard dick stopped me from falling asleep. I leaned up and looked at Chris. It was a cold night, he was laying on his side facing away from me, breathing slowly in and out. I realized, with us both going to separate colleges at the end of the summer, this might be my last chance to fuck him. I took some Vaseline from my bag, I carry a small container for lips, pulled down the front of my boxers, and coated my cock with the slippery substance. I tuck my cock back between my legs to hide my boner, pull my boxers back up, lift up his covers, and press myself against his body.
Does he wake up?
Fucking Chris
My crush on my childhood friend forces me to take drastic action.
- All Comments
- Chapter Comments