You wake up

Something warm and soft enveloped itself around your erection, making you shiver with pleasure. You open your eyes to see the sexy sniper Widowmaker from Overwatch slurping on your tool. You reach out to stroke her head but she froze instead.

"Wait, don't stop..." you said, but the words come out distant and slurred. You shake your head to focus, and the blue skinned vixen slowly morphed into someone more normal, with short hair and a cute face. You blinked in disbelief.

"E-Erin?!" She jumps up and away, her face beet red. She was sucking your dick, wasn't she? Your erection was still sticking straight out.

"I... er... I slipped."

"I thought you were a lesbian?" You were still shocked to your core. "I thought you said loved Yaeko."

Hearing her girlfriend's name seemed to make her pale. "Wait, John, you can't tell Yaeko! Please keep this a secret!" She yelled in panic. Your feelings were a complete mess. You tuck your cock back into your pants and tried to make sense of what just happened.

"Keep what a secret exactly?" Were you dreaming?

"That... you know... what I did..."

"That you sucked my dick? I don't understand, why? You've never been into guys." Throughout your long history as friends she had never given off the slightest inkling of being bi. Erin had always proudly claimed she was gayer than a rainbow.

"I... I honestly don't know. I just saw your boner and I... kinda just lost it. Like I was possessed."

"Right. So what, you're suddenly bi and you want to sleep with me?" You could almost feel her mouth on your cock and how heavenly it felt. But it was wrong. All these years of repressed feelings, of treating her as your best friend, and she just wants to sexually **** you in your sleep? If she had asked, you probably would have said yes. However, Erin had a girlfriend and Yaeko was genuinely nice.

"I don't! But, I mean... if you're up for it... I won't say no..."

"You're fucking drunk. Go to sleep." You couldn't handle this anymore. She had lost it. You stormed off into your room and slammed the door. Of course you were attracted to her, and would be happy to date her, but these circumstances? It was beyond weird.

Just a short while later, there was a knock on the door.

"Hey, John... uh, can we talk?" Erin said quietly. When you didn't answer, she opened the door anyway.

"What do you want?"

"I just... please believe me, okay? I don't understand why I feel this way. I just want to tell you that I didn't mean to hurt you, and I'm very sorry. I hope you'll still be my best friend."

"As if I could ever get rid of you," you said after a long pause and turned to look at her. She smiled a little.

"I'll just tell the truth, okay? When I saw your boner, I just kinda lost it. Like, I've never felt so horny in my life, even when looking at girls. And I still am lesbian! I checked by watching some pictures of naked men, and nope, it still disgusts me. But you... it's different." Her last words made your heart skip a beat, but you quickly calmed it.

"How is that possible?"

"I don't know! Well, I'll try to control it, since it would gross you out to have sex with me."

"Wait, what?"

"What? Obviously you wouldn't want to sleep with me, right? I'm like, not girly at all."

"Okay, first, I do agree that sleeping with you is weird, but just to be clear, I think you're really pretty."

"Fuck off. No you don't."

"Yes I do."

"You do?" She relented. You opened your mouth and hesitated. Shit, what was this situation? Silence stretched and you were left awkwardly staring at each other. Finally, fuelled by the **** in your blood, the words spilled out. "Yes. I think you're cute. And hot as fuck."

"Oh," Erin managed to say. Her reddening cheeks spoke more.

"Please. Can we just forget tonight ever happened? Just... let's just say it was the beer," you pleaded.