Cheat Day - Sex Stories

Cheat Day

... around Jake’s shaft, jacking him off shamelessly. It looked like the two completely forgot we were here. It was going to be difficult as hell to act like tonight had never happened if this was what we were doing.

I turned back to John, who was dyed a deep pink at this point. I didn’t know what to say or do, but the sexual tension in the air was palpable. “Crazy, huh?” I giggled.

“Yeah,” he exhaled back, still looking at them.

I stole another look myself, feeling a tad annoyed that Jake had to get his dick out. A, it was still kind of weird. B, to be honest, it made me feel… inadequate.

“I guess it’s hard to be naked in front of some people without them making it weird,” John continued. “So they just… did what was natural.” He was whispering, as if we shouldn’t disturb the two of them.

I turned back to John. “I guess who knows what natural even feels like?” I asked. “Can I confess something?”

“Can I guess?” John asked, surprising me. I nodded, and we both smiled. “You thought you were straight.”

“Wow,” I breathed. “It was that obvious, huh?”

“I dunno if it was obvious,” John admitted. “I just felt it. How do you feel now?”

“Uh…” I scratched the back of my neck. “…Like I want to kiss you again.”

John’s smile got bigger. “You are so fucking

cute

,” he replied adorably.

“

I’m

cute?

You’re

cute!!”

“You’re adorable, Ethan,” he continued.

“You’re irresistible, John,” I countered.

Our lips were back on each other within ...

... seconds, only this time we didn’t begin slowly. John had scooted right up to me and his body was pushing right up against mine. Our mouths met each other hungrily and we were sloppily kissing, not caring how accurate our kisses were. I attacked him with my mouth, and he attacked mine. Both of our mouths were getting wetter, covered with the other’s saliva. He was going from grinding against me to threatening to topple me with him on top of me. He was getting insatiable.

At one point, he must have lost control, because his hand dipped down low, hastily moving between my legs. While he was a good kisser, he was definitely moving too fast and too clumsily to be experienced in the sex department. I quickly broke off the kiss and grabbed his wrist, giving him a knowing but chastising smile.

He got the message immediately, looking away and blushing deeply. “I- I’m sorry…” he replied, his confidence melting away. I actually felt really bad for him. It was clear he lost himself in the heat of the moment, especially with the slurping sounds of, at

best

, the two making out behind us.

I smiled to relieve the tension. “Go slower,” I instructed him. “You can’t just grab it, it’s very sensitive. And plus, I’m, uh…” I paused, gesturing with my head behind us. “I’m not as gifted as him.”

“I don’t want a guy that big,” John admitted. “I bet… I bet you’re the perfect size for me.”

My head was swimming. This felt unreal. “John… you just met me… you barely ever saw even pron… ...