Sleepover with straight friend: Part 2

Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/1in2u8y/sleepover_with_straight_friend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=mweb3x&utm_name=mweb3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

I awoke to Bryce digging his nails into my waist. He seemed to be having a bad dream. He was snuggled up against me, his cheek resting on my shoulder, his nose nuzzled against my neck. His mouth was slightly agape as he mumbled nonsense. Drool leaked out of his mouth and onto my chest, running across my left nipple and down my side. His hard cock was pressed against my thigh. His left nut peeked out of his tight white briefs, which were apparently too small to fully contain his large manhood. His lower leg was draped across mine.

It was Saturday morning, a week after our last “event”. Bryce (18m) and I (18m) hadn’t talked about it, I think neither wanting to ruin the good friendship we had going. Things felt a little awkward between us, we hadn’t seen each other as much as normal over the past week, both a little nervous about what the other thought and playing it save by keeping our distance. Bryce still slept over Friday night, it would’ve been weird for him to not.

I was content to watch Bryce sleep, admiring his thin, sleek body. Upon first glance he was a typical skinny teen, 6’ and 145 lbs. However as you looked closer you could start to see the hint of some muscles. His bulging biceps, his firm, toned chest, a faint 6-pack of abs gracing his stomach made you wonder if he worked out or was just naturally gifted.

Despite this I decided to wake Bryce. He was an anxious kid and would often have night terrors, which started after his parents passed away. This seemed to be one of them. I nudged his shoulder and he awoke. “Thanks dude, that was a bad one” he said. He continued laying there, snuggled up against me in silence. The moment seemed more intimate than sexual. We had slept together since we were 10, well before boners and sex had entered our vocabulary. The onset of puberty and the occasional morning wood hadn't shied us away from our routine.

Bryce squeezed my waist and then started running his hand along my upper body. He paused at my nipple before moving the tip back and forth with his index finger, watching as it got hard. My cock started to grow in my underwear. He stopped after pinching it a few more times and we laid there in silence.

“May I kiss you?” He asked suddenly. “I’d like that” I answered. He pressed his lips against mine. They were much softer than I expected, almost like a girls, but as I grazed his stubble and inhaled his musky, testosterone-filled scent, there was no doubt I was kissing a man. He kissed me passionately and aggressively. Then he nibbled on my earlobe and kissed my neck.

He continued moving down, kissing my chest and then sucking on my nipples. His tongue swirled around my pink areolas, his teeth lightly biting and pulling on the tips. My cock was throbbing painfully in my briefs. He continued down my stomach, kissing my abs, navel, and happy trail.

He pulled down my briefs, my cock slapping against my stomach, a small string of precum going flying and landing on my abs. Bryce licked it up and promptly swallowed my cock. His tongue grazed the underside of my member. I grunted and my toes curled as he paused just below the head, his tongue swirling around my frenulum.

He pulled out and then I felt his warm mouth enclose around my right nut. His tongue explored my testicle inside his mouth. My cock jerked as he tickled my ball. I felt his cool fingers wrap around my left nut as he continued sucking on my right, rolling it around, exploring my sack and sperm cords. It was exhilarating having Bryce in total control of my manhood. I think Bryce was enjoying his new found power too. He had me by the balls and he knew it. He squeezed my balls, watching me wince in borderline pain, stretching my sack to its limit and tickling the underside with his tongue.

He released my balls and pulled off his own briefs. I reached out and snatched up his dangling babymakers which hung low beteeen his legs. He breathed sharply as I fondled his balls. I then started milking Bryce’s cock, expertly applying long, slow strokes to his large member. Bryce shuddered and grunted, humping my hand.

Finally he pulled out. He pressed his hard cock against my own and started humping me. We were both somewhat naive virgins, not sure if we were straight or gay, not ready for penetration. But Bryce’s primal, masculine, testosterone-filled desire to fuck something, to dominate something, overwhelmed his senses as he rubbed his cock on my own.

Bryce pressed his whole body against mine. I felt his warm breath against my neck. Our nipples grazed each others. The underside of our cocks brushed together. Bryce’s balls rested on top of my own, his legs entertwined with mine.

Bryce grabbed our cocks together and squeezed as he fucked his hand and my dick together. I could feel the cum rising within me as I felt the pressure of his warm member against mine, our heads poking against each others. Bryce breathed heavily as he humped me even faster, his hips bucking back and forth, our smooth cocks grinding together.

I grabbed both of our balls together in my hand, stretching them out as they tried to tighten in anticipation of what was next. This sent Bryce over the edge. “Fuck bro-I’m cumming” he grunted. His cock ejaculated his white creamy load forcibly onto my chest. I felt his cock throbbing against mine as it pumped out a week’s worth of cum from Bryce’s balls. This pushed me over the edge. I gripped the sheets as my cock tensed and exploded, my toes curling as waves of pleasure coursed through my groin. My cock shot out ropes of cum, mixing with Bryce’s as he continued nutting.

My chest and stomach became drenched with semen as our cocks unloaded, throbbing in unison as the last of our cum dribbled out. Bryce squeezed our heads together, forcing the last few drops out onto my happy trail. He sucked the cum off my right nipple and licked the drop that had landed on my cheek before kissing my cheek. His eyes sparkled with lust as he looked deeply into mine. He tussled my hair and then collapsed down right beside me, exhausted from his performance.

Bryce grabbed my hand and held it by our sides, intertwining his fingers with my own. We lay down in silence as we both came down off our high. “As much as I love this, I should really get cleaned up” I said as the overflow of cum on my stomach started running down my sides. “Ah sorry bro” Bryce said, grabbing some tissues and helping me clean up the big mess. I could get used to Saturday mornings like this, I thought to myself.