Secrets

Ch. 11

[Rene]

Kris was here. He was in my house in Beverly Hills. I was worried that something was happening with Kris. We were in my in-home theater watching Sinister. Every time I jumped, Kris would laugh. I keep telling him it's not funny. 

As we laid watching the movie, I felt something poking me. I felt around the feel what it was and when I found it, I froze. Kris was hard as a rock. 

"You know, that doesn't help." he said. 

"How are you hard?" I asked.

"There are reasons why." He said.

"Okay." I said removing my hand but Kris stopped me.

"I didn't say stop." he moaned, this is new.

I stopped and stood up. Kris looked at me with lust filled eyes. He quickly undressed himself, head to toe. His hard on was literally rock hard.

"Are you sure Kris?" I asked.

"Yes, please, it won't stop getting hard." he begged.

"Alright." I said undressing myself and getting on top of him, sliding down onto his cock.

We both moaned loudly. He grabbed my hips and shoved himself inside of me, he was big. I clawed his chest and hissed. He gripped my hips, it hurt and I knew there'd be bruises. He started out slowly but soon you could hear the slapping of skin and me screaming Kris's name. Both of us were moaning as we were reaching our climax. Kris went harder as I became tight around his dick. We both exploded at the same time and we rode our orgasms out then we stopped all together. While trying to catch our breaths, I fell to floor and onto my back panting.

After cleaning up, we sat on the couch, naked still. I didn't know what to say or do. Kris and I just fucked and we've been friends since we were ten. Kris looked at me and I looked at him. His eyes were still filled with lust. He then pushed me back and opened my legs, I felt his thumb rub against my clit. 

Round two was sure to come. I moaned when I felt Kris' tongue lick my folds. I grabbed his hair, he continued to lick me as I moaned out his name. He inserted two fingers and began working to make me cum again. I could feel it. He removed his fingers, got between my legs, placed a hand around my neck, then placed the other hand on my already bruised hip, and slammed his cock into me. I screamed and arched my back.

Kris knew exactly what I wanted and loved. I didn't know what to think. I was on Cloud Nine. He fucked me hard and rough, he kept hitting my g-spot and each time he did, I was closer and closer to cumming again. With one last thrust both of us were cumming again. The moans and groans filled there along with us panting. 

We both were showered and dressed in different clothing. We went three rounds, two in the theater and one in my shower. We laid under the covers. I decided to ask him what the hell.

"Kris?" I asked.

"Hm?" he hmm'd.

"What the fuck?" I asked, he just laughed.

"I found your blog." he simply said and I stopped breathing.

"What?" I whispered.

"It was quite amazing actually. This isn't going to change our friendship. You're still my best friend." he said pulling me into a hug and cuddling with me.

We both fell asleep holding each other.