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Chapter 13 by triangletoast triangletoast

How long do you last?

Who knows? Who cares?

With my eyes closed I could almost convince myself I was floating through the stars. Blissfully carried down the galaxy by a gentle wave of stardust.

I could feel the warmth of a thousand glowing suns radiate around me. That warmth filling my very core. Washing over me like a gentle tide. Back and forth. In and out. Over....and over.... getting hotter and hotter.....

Gluuck Gluuuuck Gluugughh

The warmness built up inside me. Pooling. Swirling. It was like every cell in my body was getting a massage at the same time. Getting more and more intense as the wet, warm feeling kept enveloping me.

"Guuuaahhhhhh..." Josh's voice heaving for air broke me out of the little trance I was in. Opening my eyes I saw him. Bathed in a haze of pink and purple light, glistening lips hanging just above my wet cock. A string of saliva still connecting them, to remove any possible doubt of what just happened.

"You were supposed to keep your eyes closed." He said with a smile. Looking at me past my throbbing cock.

"They are closed." I told him despite that so obviously not being the case.

"Okay..." He gently ran a finger up the length of my shaft. Shivering shockwaves forcing a meak little moan out of me. "Well I'm nearly done washing your cock for you! Let me just...."

He took my dick into his palm and slapped it onto his face. Rubbing his face up and down, his lips occasionally kissing it. All the while he stares deeply into my eyes as the full body sensations rocked me.

"Missed a spot here!" He teased, sniffing my cock again."Let me just get that for you...

Nice and slowly he unfurled his tongue onto my cock. Lapping up the side of my throbbing cock with his drool covered tongue. He rubbed it in soft tight little circles that made me melt. The tip of my dick leaking like a faulty tap right onto his face.

"You're making a mess all over me." He said with a cute giggle that echoed in my mind.

In the dim pinky light he looked so feminine... maybe it was just because my cock was slapped across his smooth slender face, but I could convince myself he was a girl if I didn't know better.

"Fuuuuck." The word slipped out as a half moan.

"Did you get a little pent up from all that washing, bud?" Josh crawled across my naked body. His cock dragging across me and leaving behind a trail of his precum. He moved up to lay beside and half on me, his weight pressing into my body in a way that just felt right.

He snuggled up to me, our hard cocks aching for release side by side. With the gentlest of touches he caressed my neck and moved my head to face me.

He looked at me and a little bit of the light in his eyes died. He let go of my head, starting to say something but the words got caught in his throat.

Fuck. What expression was on my face right now? Putting effort into noticing my body I found I was unconsciously leaning away from him. Instinctively doing my best not to get close.

Which...which made sense I guess. I mean, this was my friend. My guy friend. Any normal guy wouldn't want their guy friend naked on top of them. Even if it just felt right. If anything, that rightness made it feel more wrong. Like my body was betraying me and I had to put it in its place.

But why?

I didn't want to hurt him.

I didn't want him to get off me.

I... I didn't want him to leave, or to lose him. I wanted to stay like this forever if we could.

Fighting against my immediate gut instincts, I leaned closer into him. Copying his move by turning his face to mine.

"I know we said we'd just be normal buddies tonight...." His eyes sheepishly avoided mine. Was he blushing? It was hard to see in the light. "But this weed is making me a little horny..."

Yeah. The weed. Definitely not because we were just making out. Or because he was just sucking me off and slapping my cock over his face...

Wait. Did that make me gay?

No...or...maybe... I liked girls. I definitely liked girls... but a straight guy probably wouldn't have let his friend suck his dick.

Even if that friend was sort of feminine, and slender, and kinda cute, and made you feel sparkles in your stomach and was a really good kisser, and had a cock that was perfect and made your mouth water and-

"Can I jerk you off?"

The buzz of my consciousness collapsed inwards as my perceptions snapped back to Josh with an abruptness that jolted me.

Am I Bi then? The thought bounced in my head as my heart began pounding my chest. No idiot. My brain responded back to the thought. He looks like a girl so you're getting confused. The weed is making you horny and your pent up, so anything vaguely feminine will do....

"Please?" He asked. Mimicking my own tone from earlier. "It's my fault you're like this... so..so I have to take responsibility."

He was fumbling over his words a little, still looking around me. Was he anxious to get started? Or was he... nervous? Fuuuuck my heart was about to crack my ribs with how fast it was beating. He was so fucking cute. But no... that's not... I wasn't...

"We can even put some more porn on if your not comfortable-"

"No."

A weight was lifted off my shoulders as I crystallised on my decision. I was an idiot. That was clear now more than ever.

"Ohh..." Josh said. All the colour lost from his voice.

I was an idiot. An idiot who couldn't even figure out if he was straight, gay or whatever.

So the only rational thing to do as an idiot to stupid to figure out his sexuality. Was to just do what my body wanted.

Because my body knew ten thousand fucking percent what it wanted right now.

"We don't need the porn."

I pulled him closer to me before he could think for one second more that I didn't want him.

Arm around his chest. Lips on his lips. Hand holding his cock.

There was an initial shock, but only for a moment, before Josh realised what was happening. Once he figured that out he was in with more intensity than I'd seen from him.

Our 'smoke kissing' before had felt good, had felt passionate. But now he was going wild. Making out with me as though this would be the only chance he would get.

His arm interlocked with mine to grab my cock. His palm gently caressing the tip of my shaft while his thumb teased my sensitive tip.

We moaned into each other's mouths, unwilling to stop ourselves from tasting the other. As my hand glided up and down his amazing thick shaft I felt it. The tension and build up inside him as those giant beautiful balls started loading him up with enough cum to glaze my entire body.

Knowing he was close. Knowing I was getting him close. It was a thrill like nothing else. I could have slowed down, drawn this moment out longer but I wanted him to cum so bad. I went faster. Gripping tighter. My mouth slipping away from his lips to bite into his neck.

"Ahhh ahhhh fuuuckkkk you're gonna make me cum so hard dude!" The pitch and tone of his little moans was so fucking hot. They made me want to wring every last drop of pleasure out of him.

"Fuuuckkk fuuckkk ohhh fuuuuuuuckkk." Josh moaned out in beautiful climax. The cum in his cock firing out like a fucking cannon all over my chest. Shooting out with enough **** it almost winded me as it splattered all over my chest.

My own grunts and moans were muffled as I cried out into his neck. Cuming all over his hand as the full body shock from cuming sent my mind spinning.

I'd never been this close to anyone. This in sync with another human being. I couldn't feel any barrier between us. Only a blissful unity and connection.

Together we rode a wave of pleasure as the fire of our combined climaxes burned out. Josh had collapsed on top of me now, with only a thick and sticky layer of his cum between us. It blinded us together, locking us here and now and nowhere else.

"Oh my God." I whispered. My head falling back. "That was...that was..."

"Unreal." Josh nuzzled his face into mine. Pulling me into a tighter hug.

"Are....are we." I trailed off, with no idea how I wanted to end that sentence.

Post nut clarity was setting in. Intrusive thoughts creating back in.

This was gay. It was wrong. You don't like Any other guys, so you can't be Bi. What would mom think?

"Don't worry about that. Don't worry about anything." He told me. Simply taking in our embrace. Acting as a rock to anchor me against my troubled thoughts. "We can figure things out later...but for right now..."

He kissed my cheek. Stilling all my thoughts and setting a relaxation in me I didn't know was possible.

"Right now I just want to hold you all night.”

The morning after

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