Officially Friends

“Not one for small-talk huh?” Bri smirks as she plants her fists on her hips. “Right to the good stuff with you.”

I chuckle. “What can I say? I’m on loan. Once Heather’s back…well, I’m hers.”

“That there’s a good honey hole.” Julie says. Realizing she was on the sidelines for the moment she had scooched back on the bed to lay reclined on the pillows. As she watched us she slowly strokes her cock.

“Down in the peanut gallery.” Bri says.

“Yeah. What she said.” I echo.

“Oh great, now they’re ganging up on me.”

Ignoring Julie for the time being I settle into a more comfortable position, still on my knees but more sitting than kneeling. My ‘pretty boy’ expression hadn’t quite swooned her the way I expected. As ever, I allow my partner to set the tone. Now that she was sure that I didn’t consider her ‘inadequate’ I see a sassy sparkle light up in her blue eyes.

“You like to watch?” I ask as I give my dick a stroke. “Want me to play with myself for you?”

She cocks a brow. “I saw plenty already. T’was lovely. But I think I’m ready fer more.”

“Right.” I nod. “So…”

There’s an awkward pause as I wait for her to give me a sign of what she wanted and she waits to see what I was about to do.

I was just about to take the lead and start sucking the cute dick hovering so tantalizingly close when she breaks the silence. “This is at least a little weird for you too, right?”

“Oh?”

“I mean…we just met. I barely know ye, boy.”

“Ha!” I guffaw. “Well, yeah, it’s a little weird. I’m sorta new to all of this.”

“Good.” She says. “I’m not the only one.” Resting my hand on her thigh I relax. It was a gesture to initiate contact and invite more while letting her know there were no expectations here. In response she runs her fingers through my hair. “We don’t have Princes back home.”

“You don’t!?” Julie exclaims.

“Nah.” Briana says. “Back home it’s one man fer one woman. Probably the Catholic in us. We don’t even honey boy’em unless we’re really interested in bondin. The Brits, they feck like bunnies. Not so much on the Emerald Isle.”

“That sounds…terrible!” Julie whispers, more stunned by this news than I was. “Had Lily and I known we wouldn’t have invited you over.”

“Shush.” I tell her, then return my attention to Bri. “We don’t have to…”

“Oh! Oh no!” Bri pinches my cheeks. “Too late, hot stuff. I want to now! When in Rome and all that, he he he!”

“A true cultural exchange.”

“Something like that.” She winks. “Alright. Let’s give’er a go. Cock or pussy? What’s yer flavor?”

“Pfft!” I giggle at the deadpan way she’d just rattled that off. “I love’em both. Although…the dick’s still new for me. I’m kinda enjoying trying a new flavor.”

“That’s mah boy!” Julie says.

“Well then?” Bri nods. “Let’s see it.”

“Heh! Alright then.” I say. Briana remains standing, hands on hips, with a slight amused grin brightening her pretty face as she watched me grab the base of her dick between my thumb and two fingers then lean forward to wrap my lips around her stiffy. “Mmmmm.” I moan with sexual delight as I feel that warm, hard flesh in my mouth. It was so small compared what I was used to. No less pleasurable though. Her more humble dimensions allowed my jaw not to be strained and gave way more space and freedom to turn and twist and maneuver my tongue. It also allowed me to… “MMM!” I thrust forward in one swift go taking her right to the balls with ease. “MRRMMMM!!!”

Bri lets out a short, soft sigh as I deep throat her. It wasn’t the groan of wild pleasure I’d been expecting. Just a little escape of her breath brought on by the sudden pleasure. There was funny kind of energy between us. Unlike the others who quickly got swept up in my honey boy charm, with Bri there was still a keen, almost uncomfortable, awareness of who we were and what we were doing. As she looked down upon me, watching me give her head, she wasn’t watching some plaything or borrowed manwhore…she was watching Elliot. We were still the Elliot and Briana who had shook hands for the first time back at the field a short time ago. We were having fun, no doubt, but there was also a tension here. As with her ‘mortal’ sized member Briana was bringing a dose of reality into the fantasy world I had stumbled into.

“Rf.” She grunts with a facial finch as the good feelings grow.

“Mm, mm, mm, mmm.” I bob forward and back, feeling on edge yet energized by this thing we had between us. With the others I could melt into the fantasy, I was a thing of pleasure and joy and sexual awakening, but under Briana’s curious gaze I was fully Elliot. She blurred that line between the before Elliot and the current one. Even her honey didn’t change it. It was there, I could feel its warmth spread, but if Heather’s was cask strength whiskey hers was a barely spiked fruit punch. It all **** me to come to terms with just how much I was enjoying sucking this dick even while ‘sober’.

“So…” She says with a stroke of my bobbing head. “…since ye’ve got my dick in yer mouth…does this officially make us friends now?”

“Krchh!” I gurgle as a laugh escapes from around her dick. Slurping off her tip I say. “I think so.”

“Briana, nice to meet ye.”

“Elliot, pleasure’s all mine.”

“I wouldn’t say all yours.” She slaps her cock across my lips then slips it back in. “Nnngh. Well I gotta say, as friends go, yer quickly becoming one o’ my best ones.”

I giggle again without breaking rhythm. Turning my head I change the angle of my beej so that it was sideways, the head of her dick poking against the opposite cheek from her body. It was something I never could have done with Heather’s monster. “Nnmm! Mmm!” I slap and slide my tongue across and around the shaft gliding through my mouth.

“Whoo.” Bri huffs, the pleasure was starting to cause cracks in her calm. “I could get used to havin a friend like this! Elliot…no offense, my friend. But I like this a LOT better than watchin you play frisbee.”

“Ha ha ha!” I break from her cock for a good old belly laugh. “If you don’t quit making me laugh we’ll never finish.”

“Well we wouldn’t want that now, would we?” She chuckles. “All’s I’m sayin is…this is a bit better than a handshake.”

“Ha ha ha!” Grabbing her hips I lean into her svelte body. Nuzzling her penis I give it and her balls a few sucking smooches. I slide my hands up her lean body to start tweaking her little titties.

“Oooo!” Her eyes flare. “Alright! Yeah, that’s not bad.” I deep throat her again, constricting my throat around her knob as I sucked. Biting her bottom lips she lets out a little groan. Within short order her small nips were erect enough to cut glass. “Mmm. Okay…yeah…that’s real nice.”

“Enjoying yourselves?” Julie grumbles.

“The craic’s 90.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t know about that, but I’m having a great time!” I report between sucks. “How you doin over there, Julie?”

“Oh, you know.” She sighs. “Alone. Forgotten. Unloved. Just sittin over here watching the Prince I always dreamed about with another gal, like god damned cuck. Yeah. Never been better, Elliot.”

“Pff.” I look up at Bri. “What do ya say? Has she learned her lesson?”

“I dunno.” Bri says, then looks to Julie. “No more teasing?”

“No more! I promise! I swear!” Julie says, sitting up with hope. “You’re beautiful, babe! I was never serious. All shapes and sizes are great. No more teasing.”

“Alright then.” Bri grins. With a rise of her chin she gives me the go ahead. “Let’s take this to bed, friend.”

“He he he.” On hands and knees I scurry across the room faster that Bri walked toward the bed and my very first threesome.

“Ha ha ha ha!” Julie, grinning from ear to ear, beckons me forward not unlike a master calling their dog. “Come to Julie, you cutie pie!”

“No teasin, now.” Bri says again as she approaches. “You promised.”

“No, Bri.” Julie swears. “I won’t tease…you.”