Best of Friends

Chapter Twenty Six: Fellas and Fellatios

First off--thanks for the birthday wishes you guys are the best! Second, I enjoyed the comments asking for more Iain ;) Hopefully this chapter has enough of him for you all hahaha, so without further ado, here is a very adult chapter in honor of my new status as an adult ;)

RATED M FOR A REASON

Chapter Twenty Six – Fellas and Fellatios

I finally decided to face Iain after my talk with Mellie. I wasn't ready to jump into a relationship or even really change what we had going, but I felt a little clearer mentally. I wasn't in love with Iain and I wasn't anywhere close to ready to date him for real. But I liked him, a lot. And I needed him in my life one way or another.

I opened the door, only to see Iain laying on his bed, quickly covering himself up and putting on his boxers. Things had been working out well for us this week. I mean, I was going out of my mind crazy for him, but we'd kept our boundaries well, and yet, here I am, wrecking it all to pieces.

"Fuck," he spat, and that's when I realized what he was doing. He was jacking off, and I just barged in here.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said, closing my eyes.

"No, no, it's fine, I should've locked the door," he said, getting up, covering himself in the process.

"I'm—I'll leave," I stammered, my eyes still winced shut. I turned around to blindly find the doorknob.

"Or you could stay," he whispered huskily in my ear, "I mean, it can't get any more awkward than this, can it?"

"And what?" I asked, my voice quivering a little bit.

"I don't know, just sit there and watch for all I care. I'm kidding, I'm getting dressed. I wouldn't do that to you, that'd be awkward as hell. But you need to stay in here, because if you walk out embarrassed, they're going to know something is up," Iain said, "And Ben is starting to hate us getting along so well."

"I'll stay," I breathed so softly I couldn't even help but wonder if I'd actually said it out loud.

"You know, it's normal," Iain said, sitting back down on his bed.

"What is?" I asked.

"Jacking off, it's a natural thing to do," he shrugged, "Besides there's only so much teasing I can take before I'm going to explode."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"Come on, Kitten, even I know you're not that innocent," he gave me a pointed look.

"Practically every time we make out I get a boner. I'm horny all fucking day. I need a release. I cannae very well go out and get a girl for a night like I used to, Olivia is around all the time," he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, realizing I was the problem, "If you want I can stop coming around so much, you can say we broke up."

"No, that's not what I'm saying at all, Kit. You have nothing to be sorry for. It's not your fault you're incredibly sexy. If anything it's Ben's. I like having you around, and Ben does too. He'd hate himself if this all drove you away."

"So what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"I don't know; I'm losing my mind I'm so damn horny," he groaned.

"Iain, what do you want me to do?" I asked again.

"Wait, what?" he froze, "Are you asking to...What aboot keeping things 'professional'?"

"Well, I mean, we can't keep things professional if you've got blue balls. Like it's a business arrangement. Because we'd be breaking the agreement if you fucked someone else," I shrugged.

"Do you really fucking mean that?"

"What do you want me to do, Iain?" I asked, sitting down on his bed with him. His brown eyes looked at me in confused shock. His large hands grabbed my face and pulled me into a kiss.

His lips moved with mine and he pulled me to sit on his lap, straddling his still-hard manhood. He tangled his fingers in my hair and gripped my hips. He guided my hips so I was grinding on him, and I moaned. Iain took advantage of my open-mouthed moan and his tongue overtook my mouth.

He kissed me, grabbing my hand and guiding it to his hard manhood. I worked my hands over him through his boxer briefs.

"Okay, we need to stop that," he grumbled, "Otherwise I'm going to cum in my pants and I'm too old for that shit."

I bit my lip and nodded, "Okay." He kissed me again, and then pulled away.

"Ben would kill me if he knew I made you stay after all this," he chuckled dryly.

"You didn't make me do anything, I'm here on my own free will."

"God, this is so wrong," Iain groaned and lay back on his bed, "I remember when you were a frizzy-haired nine year old girl and here I am, horny as hell and thinking aboot all the bad things I want to do to you."

I bit my lip, more than a little turned on at what he'd said. It was no wonder this boy could get a hoard of girls. He knew what to say and when to say them.

"Iain," I sighed, shakily. I had to say this now, do this now. I'd been having hot dreams about us all week, and here was my chance to have a taste of something more with him, no strings attached.

"Hm?" he looked up at me.

"There's something I want to do," I said, my voice shaky.

"Something sexual?" he winked suggestively.

"Yes," I laughed, "I've never done it. I've never done a lot of things, but I want to do this one."

"Aye, whatever it is, aye. I'm in." He said wide-eyed. I pulled off his boxers, freeing his massive dick. He was enormous. I'd felt his enormous boner before, but seeing it free, I couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

I held his dick in my hands and began to jerk him off slightly.

"Oh fuck, Kitten," he groaned out. I cupped his balls, and he groaned out in pleasure, and I couldn't help but feel turned on. I was making him react this way.

I bent down and licked the length of his shaft.

"Oh, fuck, oh fuck, fuck," Iain babbled, "You dinnae have to do this, Kitten."

"I want to," I said, "But I might be really bad at it, so if you want me to stop, you have to tell me."

"That's not possible--," he moaned out the last part as I took him into my mouth. He tasted salty and sweet.

"You're not just doing this because I told you I love you, right?" he asked guiltily.

"No," I said, meeting his eyes. I worked my mouth around his length, licking and swirling him in my mouth. One of his hands found my hand, and tangled our fingers together, while the other tangled itself in my hair.

He moaned out strings of curses and my name. He made such guttural, pleasurable noises I couldn't help but realize that my panties were soaked. I was so turned on by pleasuring him.

"Kit," he moaned out, "I'm gonna—I'm gonna," he tried pulling me away from his enormous cock. I cupped his balls with my free hand and sucked on them for a little bit before taking his shaft back into my mouth. His hips bucked towards me and he moaned out my name as he exploded into my mouth. I swallowed his warm, sticky cum, and he pulled his dick away from my mouth. A drop of cum rolled out of my lips and down my chin, and he wiped it with his thumb before letting me lick his thumb.

He pulled my mouth up to his and kissed me with an unimaginable feverent passion.

"Fuck, you're amazing. Just absolutely amazing. I love you so fucking much."