To Call Off Work... Or Not

It's 10:30pm on a Wednesday night. I work overnight (midnight-8am) and my alarm sounded for me to get up and get ready for my shift. Little did I know. I'd be actually getting "up" for "work".

I get up. Feeling tired as usual. The overnight shift hasn't been easy and it's been 3 years now of it.

I've been going through a phase of drinking and smoking and playing Xbox until I fall asleep when I get off in the mornings so most of the time I wake up feeling hungover and not wanting to do much. I brushed my teeth and hopped in the shower-- just another fucking night. `

I get out the shower and dry off. I looked at my phone and select a new song as music is the only thing that helps me get in the mood to get ready for this overnight shift. I see a Facebook message from my bestfriend **** asking if I'm off that night. I respond with an "unfortunately, I have to go in." I continue to get ready for work. It takes **** years sometimes to text back because he's such a random person to begin with. I receive a message from him minutes later. "Damn daddy, that sucks. I'm in town and wanted to see you."

I sat down the phone and continued to get ready for work. I have come to the point in my life where I really have tried my best to stop messing around with my best friend as I felt it was something honestly I didn't want to do because I feel it will end in nothing. I've been battling lately with who I am. I know I'm bisexual without a doubt, but I don't know how to come out to people or questioning if I should even "come out" as I feel no one really needs to know who I'm fucking. To put in a more general term!

Anyways, I ignored his message for a bit before I responded. I sat there for a bit after I got dressed for work contemplating on if I was really going in or if I was calling out to enjoy a night of randomness with my best friend. I end up calling out from work around 11:30ish and messaged **** to tell him I was calling in.

Around 1am I hear a knock at my back patio door. I have a 3 story townhome and I hang out most of the time on the bottom level in the den. "Oh wow, I didn't expect you to come so soon." I said as I opened the sliding door. **** was/is always late to everything so I expected him arrive hours later with some lame excuse on how he had to do this and that before he arrived.

We sat around and smoked a bit and drank. Played some Xbox and talked about life.

**** and I are both on the fence when it comes to our sexuality. We've had sex plenty of times and jokingly call each other "daddy" and joke about someday getting married,but we've also discussed that we're comfortable with women or men. Those conversations are shared with no one else. No one else knows **** and I are intimate with each other. And for some reason--which by the way I feel is a great reason-- I feel no one should know.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for gay rights. Bi rights. Straight rights. Hell... Unicorn rights. Who cares? BUT I feel it's a lot more interesting when there is no one that knows anything execpt you and the person you share the experience (love) with. **** and I share plently of love and passion with each other and I feel the two of us are the only ones who need to know of our rendezvous. Right?

Anways. After about 4 hours of Call of Duty he said "I'm getting tired. Bed?"

Let me give you a little background on ****. We started messing around when we were in high school. 8 years later we've still remained to be best friends. We had our first experience years before on a trip with my family so WE we're no strangers to each other sexually by no means. He was ALWAYS horny and always wanted to have sex.

I'm the type of person who has had plenty of offers and would love to follow up on them, but I would rather just have fun on the low and live by the moment.

While playing Xbox we had been having some drinks and smoking mind you so we were pretty blitzed. I walk in my room and take off my pants and shirt and lay down on my back in my bed. **** goes in the bathroom. I hear the shower running so I know he's "up" to something. Not saying that my friend doesn't shower often, but it was rather strange he was refreshing at like almost 5 in the morning when we had nothing to do when we got up the next morning.

**** comes into the room after spending about 15 minutes in the shower. I layed there in the bed watching TV. **** crawled onto the bed and got on to his side of the bed. "Sooooo, are we watching porn or what?" he asked as we lay side by side in my full sized bed.

I don't know what it is with me, but I like to play hard to get. I like to act as if I'm always sexually satisfied. I like someone coming onto me before I come onto them. The feeling of someone going the extra mile to get you is always worth it to me.

My laptop is always plugged beside my bed on ****'s side of the bed. I'm still playing hard to get as he reaches for my laptop. He asks me "What you wanna watch?"

I respond with "Whatever." Still playing it cool as usual.He couldn't figure out my password to my laptop so he just closes it and grabs his phone from beside him. We have these huge ass android phones now and the screen is perfect for a jacking. He tunes in some bi-sexual porn.

WTF?? We've never watched bi/gay porn together. Where did this come from? "You ever watch bi porn before?" he asked. "Nope." I responded. I watch gay/bi porn more than I watch straight porn on any given day, but I didn't want him to know.

My dick become instantly hard watching this sexy slim white guy getting pounded nice and slow by an older slightly hairy older "daddy" type of guy with a sexy blonde young freaky woman fingering and moaning as they also fuck around with her was making me beyond hot.

"Woah, for someone who hasn't watched "bi porn" before you seem to really enjoy it." **** said as he grabbed my rock hard dick. I laughed. "This shits' hot, man. Can't help myself."

Before I knew what was going on my mouth was around his thick 8 inch cock sucking for dear life--- or dear cum rather.

At this time I didn't even care about my dick. My needs. My cum.

All I cared about what pleasing my bestfriends' thick, uncircumsized dick. I sucked and sucked. I sucked his balls and tasted a sweet bit of salt and skin as I licked and sucked for a good 20 minutes.

I asked him if he could fuck my face. Who the fuck was I kidding? I saw it on my favorite gay websites and knew I could take a good "face fucking."

He honestly looked hesitant at first because he knew for a fact I had never had my face fucked. He climbed over me and stood up on my carpet next to my bed. He stuck his dick in my mouth and began to thrust his dick back and fourth down my throat.

What in the hell was I thinking? His thick dick pierced my throat as he pushed it in deeper and deeper in my throat. THE PAIN FELT SO GOOD! After him forcing his dick down my throat for a bit I couldn't take much more. I took control and started to suck until **** squirted his thick load down my throat. I swallowed every bit of his thick, milky, bitter cum. I was so satisfied I didn't need to cum on my own.

**** and I layed our "straight" asses there and slept comfortably and secure until the next morning. I love us. More to cum!!