My Best Friend

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As i inched closer to my best friends room door, the ecstatic moaning and groaning sounded louder. I figured it was the T. V., so i opened the door, and there i saw him naked as the day he was born buried hilt deep in his girl friend. I closed the door softly and texted him to speak to me as soon as he could. About an hour or two later he called me.

(Hello.) i answered.

(Zidan, what's up?)

(I see you have a healthy sex life with Candice...)

(God! You saw that?) He sounded genuinely surprised.

(Yeah, i came to talk with you.)

(What about?)

(Madre de Dios, Gabriel, i-he broke up with me.) I forced out. My boy friend of three months.

(WHAT?) He shouted disbelievingly and promptly invited himself over.

(Why?) He asked when he arrived.

(Gabe, he said i wasn't pretty enough.) Gabriel looked up at me immediately.

(What?) He asked still in shock, (He must be goddamned blind or gay.) He muttered. He cupped my chin and pecked me on the mouth. (For what it's worth, i think you're beautiful.) I lay down and for the first time since the break up i cried.

Gabe hugged me to his large golden body and hushed me.

(You owe me for that girl episode.) He said simply. My years of masturbating with his face in my thoughts, all seven of them, flashed before my eyes.

(How can i repay you?) I asked.

(How can you pay?) He dead-panned.

I knelt in the bed and crept before him, where i turned my back to him and lay my head on my arms which were flat on the bed so my butt was raised. The wife beater i wore slid up into my back revealing my yellow see-through panties. My confidence was boosted by the fact that i had removed all the hair down there and i had just stepped out of the shower when he arrived. I watched his facial expression. His face was contorted in a mask of agony.

(Fuuuck.) He said jaw slack and ran a hand through his hair. The other hand slid up my thigh and cupped my cheek, his thumb brushed my lips. I trembled as i felt the juices spill from me and i began to throb. I wiggled my butt, he cupped my cheeks and gave them a resounding smack, the sting sent the nerve endings in my clit on over drive, then he massaged my cheeks and tears came to my eyes at how much i wanted to feel him. He pulled the wife beater down to cover my buttocks and sat on the bed.

(Zidan, sit down.) His voice was rough and strained.

(Damn, Gabe. You fuck every day, you fuck every girl, why not me?) I asked rather loudly and angrily added (Am i not pretty enough?) With that he turned and looked at me and said, (I have a girlfriend, Zidan.)

(She doesn't have to know.) I pled, i needed to feel him inside me, stretching me, possessing me.

(Zidan...) his voice was rough.

(Gabriel, come fuck me please?) I asked heatedly taking the Ashirt off. He faced me once more, his eyes roaming my body.

(So step the fuck out of your panties, Zid.) I slid them off inelegantly and crept up to Gabe who licked his lips while looking at mine and motioned for me to come to him. I bit his lower lip while he looked at me. He pinched my nipples and pulled me into a full blown tongue tango. He tasted so good. His fingers toyed with my aching clit then as i was about to climax, he put a finger inside me, exploring my walls. Before i knew what hit me i exploded around his finger.

(Is that enough Zidan?) He asked.

(No.) I shook my head. I didn't realise he had unzipped his jeans and had removed his shirt.

(Lie down on your side facing me.) He said and so i did. He pulled off his jeans and came to face me on his side.

(You're one blessed boy.) I said I'd seen it before, been seeing it all my life. So i wasn't surprised. It was the fact that he wanted me.

He lifted a leg of mine over his and pressed his tip against my entrance. My walls streched to fit him with a burn. I cried out as he pierced me and wiggled. He bit my nipple hard and waited for me to adjust to him.

(No mercy.) I croaked. (And you were my first.)

(I know.) He dead-panned then began to move mercilessly fast inside me. He swore me a blue streak with his purple face and pinched red lips from being bitten so much. He turned me over on my back and knelt between them.

(God, you're so wet.) His flushed face was tinged with utter delight as he lifted both my legs and placed my knees into my chest with my calves over his shouler and pushed hard into me filling me again. A low pressure built up in my lower abdomen and i bucked. His warm palm suddenly found itself on my lower abdomen, his thumb toying with my clit.

(Gabe.) I moaned. He hummed and nipped my neck.

(Goddamn it Zid, you're gonna be the death of me.) He croaked.

He kissed between my ear and neck and pinched my nipple.

(GAAAABE!) My eyes shut as the wave of white heat came over me putting little fireworks behind my eyes as my jaw slackened to accommodate the ooohs and aaahs from my mouth. When i opened my eyes, Gabe was as flushed as ever and grinding his teeth. He bare his teeth and growled me a low vibration from deep down that made my walls clench. His fingers dug into my thighs and he pounded into me spreading a warmth inside me.

(Fuuuck.) He hissed as he released me and lay beside me. His green eyes were a clear green that had a silvery look to them. He put his arm around my head and placed the other around my waist and brought me closer to him. I was unsure about what to do next. I looked up at Gabe who was looking down on me.

(I-uh...) I began my mutterings and he laughed. He then sat up and swore.

(Ummm... Z, how are you gonna explain the blood?) Gabe asked running a hand through his hair. Sure enough as i sat up a trail of blood followed me and my sheets were wrinkled with tonnes of blood spots. I scratched my hair and swore.

(I don't know,) i said realising our dilemma. (What do you suggest?)

(What do i suggest?) He asked with raised brows. (Babe, your blood, your problem.)

I was shell shocked. He hopped off my bed to haul on his clothes. No sooner had he left then my mother walked in to ask if i wanted pizza or Chinese. She looked at the bed then at me with narrowed eyes then huffed out of the room. I cleaned up in the bathroom and left the bed sheets on as it was late and the helper had already left.

(This is going to affect your friendship negatively.) Mom said as she waddled toward the table to wait for the Chinese.

(And how would you know this?) I asked her.

(Your dad was my bestfriend.) She said sadly. (That's the only reason we get along together.)

(But mom, if he didn't infuriate you and get along with you so well, would you have gotten pregnant twice for him?) I asked motioning to her swollen stomach. (He obviously has feelings for you.)

(This is so wrong,) she said, shaking her head. (A thirty-six year old woman gossiping with her sixteen year-old daughter about her dad and her boyfriend.)

(It's not gossip and he's not my boyfriend.) The door opened and revealed my dad and three bags of Chinese takeout.