Fuck Your Married Best Friend

Description: It’s 2a.m. the game’s long over, the glasses are empty, and his wife is resting upstairs. you and your “straight” married best friend are slouched on the basement couch, closer than two dudes should ever be. then it happens. he looks at you with those hazy eyes and mutters the words you’ve jerked off to a thousand times! “i’ve always wondered what it would be like with you.” before you can even process it, his shaky hand is on your thigh. you lean in. slow, nervous kisses turn hungry. shirts half-off, belts undone, hearts pounding so loud you’re terrified she’ll hear. he grabs your wrist and guides your hand straight to the rock-hard cock straining in his jeans, whispering against your lips: “i’ve wanted this for years, man, just never had the balls to say it.” now he’s stroking you while you stroke him, both of you trying to stay quiet while his wedding ring glints in the dim light. he quickly bends you over the couch and fucks your ass raw. you always knew he’d break eventually. tonight he finally did. and tomorrow he’ll go upstairs and kiss his wife good morning like nothing happened, while you both know he belongs to you now.