I waste no time in positioning myself on the carpeted floor between his legs. I curl my fingers around his impressive girth, my lips smacking hungrily at his meaty cock. Leaning in, I stick my tongue out to experience Court's dick for the first time when two hands land on my shoulders and guide me…upward.
Hunching over, cradling my face in his hands, Court's lips meet mine, sending a full-body shiver sweeping through me.
"What was that for?" I murmur, my head swimming in pleasure and disbelief that this is really happening.
"Just felt like kissing you," comes his soft reply.
"I get that." I stare into his light-green eyes. "But if you don't mind, Ireallyfeel like blowing you."
He smiles warmly. "Then by all means."
I sink back onto the floor, grab his dick to hold it in position, and wrap my lips around his swollen head. I'm met with soft flesh and a juicy salty explosion of flavor bursting onto my tongue.
Sothisis what my best friend tastes like. Good to know.
I get to work, swallowing Court's dick inch by inch, my mouth accommodating to make room. I may be a little rusty. It's been a while since I've done anything remotely sexual that didn't involve my right hand.
Thankfully, I get into the swing of things pretty quickly and find a natural rhythm that Court seems to enjoy, judging by the constant stream of groans emanating from his throat and the occasional tangy spritz I'm treated to in my mouth.
I fist his cock at the base, and my mouth takes care of the rest, finding a long, steadily quickening rhythm.
"So good," he murmurs, and the compliment lands straight in my chest.
"Any notes?" I ask, taking a moment to catch my breath.
He peers down, and our eyes lock. "Just keep doing what you're doing. It's amazing, Buzz."
Warmth and desire blend in my belly as I get back to servicing Court's massive dick with my mouth. Up and down, up and down, up and down with a practiced ease, like I was born to do this.
After the perfect amount of time, his thigh muscles tense under my palm, and I can sense we're approaching a threshold.
"I'm getting close," he mutters.
I go faster and harder, increasing not only the speed but also the depth and suction of my deepthroating. I want to make him feel good. So good. Better than anyone has ever made him feel before.
"Shit, Buzz, I'm… I'm… Fuck. I'm coming!"
I keep him encased in my mouth until the very last drop as his dick spasms and releases down my throat. With one final suck to capture this moment in my memory bank forever, I pull off my best friend and lick my lips, thoroughly satisfied.
We both are.
Court's head is bobbing woozily like it's suddenly too heavy to support, and his eyes have a thoroughlymy brain's just been meltedquality to them.
I sit back on my haunches and just stare at him, a special, unguarded moment to remember and cherish forever. My normally cool, calm, and collected best friend is in a post-O haze…because of me.
I slide my hands up and down his legs a few times, gently stirring him back to the moment.
Looking up at him, I grin. "Hey."
"Hey," he rasps back, then he pats the bed next to him.
I get up off the floor, my knees cracking embarrassingly loudly as I do, and lie down next to him. "That was amazing. Thank you."
He fumbles around until he finds my fingers, his eyes so light they're almost gray. "No. Thank you."
"Can I get you anything?"
He nods, his eyes fluttering shut as he does. "I just need a minute to recover. And then…" He takes a few breaths, and his eyes snap open. "I want my turn."
