Have you ever been friends with someone for so long that even the slightest thing sets you off? For me, that's when Phil eats my cereal. Once in a while is fine but when I buy that cereal myself and you shove your face in it every fucking morning, it just irritates me! Ofcourse I started my daily routine of going to sit across from him at the table and look at him like he's evil for eating my cornflakes so he knows that I'm mad but.. today was different, something felt different. In the process of trying to get him to notice me I looked at him and noticed just how much his hair shimmered in the light and how his eyes glowed. I tried hard to snap out of it, I know how good I am at being awkward and screwing things up and the last thing I wanted to do was ruin me and Phil but I couldn't help it. Sometimes after you've known someone for that long you look at them and something small or silly they are doing makes you look at them in a whole new light like the way they smile or walk or eat. Something just clicked in my head and it was a sensational feeling to finally have realised my feelings for Phil but I was deeply afraid to feel it, there's no way he felt the same. But hey, given the 20% chance that he might feel the same I took my shot at the chance of losing everything. I reached my hand out and put it on top of Phil's. His skin was so soft and his hand was so warm, I could feel love in every part of him. The reaction he gave scared the shit out of me, he gave me a sturn look as in to say "what the fuck are you doing?" But he smirked at me and it sent shivers all down my spine. It's almost as if when I touched his hand he was hoping that I meant I love him but wanted to be sure incase I was doing it for fun or stupidity. He looked at me with that smile, the smile that sends waves through my heart and puts buttlerflies in my stomach. He slipped his fingers through mine and clenched my hand and did the same with the other. We couldn't stop looking at each other, this sudden realisation gave too many mixed emotions from the fact that we were madly in love to the fact we wasted so much time and wished we realised it sooner. He grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me in and our lips touched in the most passionate, heartwarming kiss. I wanted more, I wanted him to touch me, hold me, grab me, throw me, so I took control. I slid my fingers through his hair and refused to break eye contact while clinging on to his hand and pulling him over to the couch with a pure look of lust. He liked the dominance, I could hear it in the way he giggled. I pushed him down and led on top of him slowly unbuttoning his shirt while we made out. I pulled his shirt off with one quick movement and started leaving light kisses that turned into sucking and hickeys quickly all down his upper body. I felt his dick harden and stuck my hand down his underwear, I couldn't fit him in my hand. He moaned as I kissed just above his waistband and started to undo his trousers. We were both fully hard and ready, it was the best moment of my life. I flung off his boxers to let his erection spring free and slowly started licking around his tip. He screamed, begging for more. "FUCK Dan stop teasing me" he shouted but I continued to go slow until precum shot out and he moaned and couldn't take it any longer. He grabbed my hair and forced my head down onto his cock. I started with the tip but the more I moved down, the sweatier and more desperate he got. Soon I took his full length and deep throated him, gagging along the way but I didnt mind. He groaned and clenched up his hands and murmered "D-da-dan, I'm gon-gonna cum". He thrusted his hips upwards and his whole body started shaking until he released his load into my mouth. I swallowed and looked at him with a huge smile on my face. His short, heavy breathing was turning me on at a rapid pace and I soon found my boxers becoming ridiculously tight and uncomfortable. Phil picked me up and flipped me over and started on me to fulfil my needs. He crawled on top of me and feeling his warm, sweaty body made me lose control and I was biting down hard on my lip trying not to flip out. He moved down and undid my zip with his mouth and pulled down my black skinny jeans. He wrapped his hand around my dick and began to slowly rub up and down. He was slowly driving me crazy, I screamed for him. "Phil, oh my god, faster, harder, please!" And he moved his hand rough and abruptly up and down the full length of my cock until I came all over his chest. "Im so sorry, phil, what a mess" I said, quite imbarassed. He reassured me that it's fine and smiled. "I think I can let it slide considering I've just had the best sex of my life."
"I love you Phil"
"I love you too Dan"
"So tomorrow night?"
"Are you kidding, every night for the rest of our lives. That was fucking amazing and you are on fire."
He left with a wink to go get some tissues, I even forgave him for that awful pun. I guess that you never know how someone feels until you take your chances.
