We were all sort of relaxing, listening to Beatles albums with the soft lighting of candles around us. I was thinking about what just happened (it was my first blowjob) and still in awe of how good it felt. The sensation of the pot only made it better. Like earlier, it felt as though we both knew exactly what to do, without any feeling of shame or awkwardness. Engaging in sex with my best friend. “Fuck me!” I said, surprising Justin
“Huh?”
“Fuck me; I want you to fuck me…”
“Wha…are you serious? It was like I could feel him shooting into the pit of my stomach, although I knew better this is the feeling I got and it was magnificent. He kept going further and further, the inserted two fingers. I think I knew what it was and I knew I wanted it too. Our mouths got closer and we just sort of touch lips with one another, like teasing or playing with each other as we fucked.
