Friends with Benefits

Chapter 9

I wake up and go downstairs for breakfast. I'm stressed out again, I hope I will get used to this soon so that we can have sex without all the nervosity before. I take a shower with the music blasting through my JBL Partybox and I enjoy the hot water running down my body.

It's two o'clock, so I'm ready to leave. As I'm going to my grandfather's house, I text him that I'm on my way and he answers with "Alright, I'm leaving."

I walk up to his doorstep and I open the door. I was stressed the whole way over here, because I didn't know if I would be able to open that old door. I go inside and wait for Ryan to get here. When he arrives, I open the garage for him to put his bycicle there and we go inside.

I immediately take him upstairs to the bedroom that has always been mine. I take my shoes off, he does the same and we lay down on the bed. We talk about school and about how we definitely don't want anyone to find out about us. We both know nobody would ever shut up about it if they knew.

After an hour of chatting, I finally ask: "Are you ready now?" He nodds his head and I go sit on top of him and I start kissing him with all the passion in the world. He grabs my hips and pulls me closer. This is starting to feel more like what it's supposed to be.

I take off my clothes and I start taking off his. We're still kissing intensely and I can't seem to pull my lips away from him. When his clothes are off, I start doing what I do best. He moans when my tongue touches his penis and I grab his hand. I feel him squeezing my hand everytime I go up and down and it gives me confidence. After a while, he whispers: "Oh God, just come over here already."

I sit back in my favorite positions, right on top of him and I start fucking him again. This is better than the last time, I could see that he was actually longing for me. I looked him in the eyes while we both knew he was inside me and we smiled simultaniously.

I continue going until he cums and then I smile and kiss him one more time. I didn't notice before that he not only smells good, but he also tastes great.

I take the paper towels I put on the bedside table before he arrived and I clean up the beautiful mess we've made. Once again I realise how lucky I am to be sharing a bed with this man. I don't hesitate and I tell him: "This is actually the first time I'm sleeping with someone this beautiful." He smiles.

After half an hour of talking, we put on our clothes and we both leave. "See you on Monday!" are the last words we share and I text my grandfather that we're leaving. He can come home now.