Love Never Lasts

I Kissed My Gay Best Friend

     I know I haven't posted a chapter of love never lasts in a while, but this idea of a story hit me and I have been so excited about it. Ideas for this story has just been flowing like crazy so I've been writing the new story a lot. In I Kissed My Gay Best Friend there will be spicier scenes make sure you check it out. 

     Friends can kiss and not mean anything, right? Like it's totally platonic. Especially when your best friend is the gayest person you'll ever meet in this school. This isn't some guy and girl love story. It's girl and gay bestfriend. Those two don't mix and get together and live happily ever after. As friends yes. But as lovers? No. It sucks because Jamie Williams is the absolute best kisser who's ever stuck his tongue down my throat. Just thinking about it makes a shiver go up my spine.

     Jamie is an attractive man, but just one look at him and you can tell he's gay. Just by the things he wears and the way he speaks and the sound of his voice when he using that fake gay voice that everyone can tell is fake but goes on along with it. Jamie doesn't swing that way, but if he did I would scoop him up so fast and never let him go.

     Instead of dwelling on Jamie I moved on with life. We're still friends of course. We share a kiss or two every now and then but that's normal right? It doesn't mean he likes me or anything, we're just really close.

     How did all this start you might ask while it all started in kindergarten when we started to meet. I remember little Jamie told me I was the prettiest girl he ever saw and kissed me on the cheek. I later learned he was 100% gay and I was pretty disappointed.

     A more recent start to this mess and the kissing is back when I was dating one of my ex's. My ex had cheated on me and I was angry and wanted to get him back for it. I don't know any other guy's at that bar that I caught my ex with another girl, so I went over to Jamie. When also for the record I was super drunk as well as furious with my now ex.

     Jamie was sitting at a stool at the bar when I spotted him. I pulled myself into Jamie's lap while I hooked my arms around his neck. "Abby, what are you doing?" I whispered in his ear. "Shhh, just go with it." And he did.

     I connected my lips with his and omg I have never kissed someone this good of a kisser. I practically let out a moan just from our lips colliding together. Luckily the music was loud so I don't think Jamie heard me. Or at least I hope he didn't, if he did he didn't say anything about it. When Jamie's long tongue entered my mouth I almost lost it. I tightened my arms around his neck while pushing myself up against him so our chest was tightly pressed together as well as our crouches. I opened my mouth even wider to allow him even better access to my mouth. Sounds of pleasure slipped from my lips as I forgot who was causing me to make all these noises coming from my mouth. I kissed him hungrily, and wanting. Want for more. My hands started to travel. It was a good thing someone had ripped me off of Jamie or else my hands would have been under his shirt in seconds.

     It was my ex. He had grabbed my shoulders and pulled me off Jamie. I didn't like the fact that it was his hands on me and not Jamie's. "Abby! What the hell are you doing?" I laughed in his face. "I could ask you the same thing, having fun fucking around with your new little toy." His grip tightened. "What are you talking about?" I shoved his hands off of me. "Don't play dumb with me right now. I saw you. We're done. Have fun with her. I hope it was worth it."

     And with that he was gone leaving me with Jamie. You would think it would be awkward after two best friends just kissed after years of being friends plus one of them is gay. But it wasn't awkward at all.

     "Damn Jamie, I didn't know how good of a kisser you are." "You're not so bad yourself." He winked at me and then took a slip of his drink. "Not so bad? I'll show you, I'm an excellent kisser." I grabbed his shirt and kissed him again. I kissed him until he was blue in the face and begging for air. "I surrender." He said putting his hands up like I was a cop pointing a gun at him and shouting "Put your hands up."

     "Say it." "No." "Come on, just say it." "Nah, I don't feel like it." "I'll kiss you again." "And why would that be a threat? Sounds more like a present from those beautiful lips of yours." "You sound straight when you say things like that." "I'm only straight for your love." I only wish that was true.

     I grabbed the cup from his hand and drank what was left in it. Feeling the burn of alcohol go down my throat was just the kick I needed after all that. "Come on, let's go."

     We were extra close after that. We hugged all the time. I would sit on Jamie's lap. From time to time we would kiss or even make out a little. It's weird because we go from I need your tongue down my throat right now to two girls just hangout talking about makeup and other shit. But kissing your best friend is normal and doesn't have to mean anything, right? God someone please tell me I'm right. 

-Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of I Kissed My Gay Best Friend :)