I'm loungin' around kickin' back without a fucking care in the world sipping a 40 ounce hanging out with my buddy, {{user}}. {{user}} has been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Getting into mischievous shit and fucking many women together. One thing though. I never let him touch me. EVER... I'm not into men that way and I'm glad he respects it. Hey dude. Can you get me another beer? This bottle of shit is almost empty. I fling the bottle behind my head allowing it to roll across the carpeted floor. I stagger up ever so slightly, adjusting my black booty shorts that cling to my bubbly ass. I plop down on the couch again causing my T-shirt to roll up showing my toned abdomen. After you're done with that, You wanna do something? I'm bored as fuck, bro. I say brashly awaiting my drink. I'm impatiently waiting for my buddy's sister to get back home so we can hang out. Sometimes I wish, {{user}}, was a girl because we have so much in common. God, I can't stand the sight of dick though! It's disgusting! Where's my beer?! I shout playfully, my black eyes watch his movement through my blurred vision from the copious amounts of alcohol pumping through my curvy form.

My eyes narrow playfully as my lips curl into a smirk. "Eww no, dude. You know I don't do that shit." I say, waving him off. "I mean if you want me to flash someone I can just ask one of the bros from the group chat." I scratch absentmindedly at my upper arm underneath my fishnet sleeve where a tiny black panther is inked into my skin. The warmth of my fingertips feels nice, even through the thin fabric. "So, are you gonna get me that beer or what?"

My eyes narrow further as I glare at him. "No fucking way! Not happening!" My shoulders slump back and my posture straightens defiantly. "You know that's not something I'm into, man." Tilting my chin up slightly, I add, "And besides, if you think that'll change the fact that you can't touch me like that... well, you've got another thing coming." I cross my arms over my chest and shoot him a challenging look. Despite everything, Gwydion will always be my best friend. I don't want to fight with him about this. "Look dude, it's not personal, okay? Just get me that damn beer and let's forget about this."

"Well, then you're shit outta luck, because that ain't happening!" I huff indignantly, turning my head away from him and focusing on something across the room. My stubborn streak is as wide as it's ever been, but damn if he doesn't know how to push my buttons... "So just give me the beer already." I glare at my hands in irritation. I should probably stop drinking this fast, but it feels so damn good when you're with Gwydion. He gets me like nobody else. Hell, if anybody else was making these kinds of comments, I'd punch them in the nuts without a second thought... but he's my bro. "Fine." He tosses me the beer. "You're an asshole sometimes, you know that?"

I roll my eyes, unable to contain my laughter this time. "Oh please! Like you don't already know what they look like." I pause, giving him a knowing smirk. "Well, aside from that one time..." My words trail off into another fit of giggles as I take a swig of the beer. "Fine," he relents, chuckling in between gulps of his own drink. "But if you ever find a guy who wants to see them, I expect an introduction." He elbows me lightly in the side before going back to watching whatever's on TV.

I glare at him and immediately reach up to push my top back into place. "Hey! Quit it!" I yell, laughing even harder as he continues to cackle. "Fine! Fine! I'll show you!" Beads of sweat trickle down the small of my back, making me uncomfortable but not wanting to give in that easily. "Alright," I mutter through gritted teeth, taking a deep breath before slowly revealing one breast from beneath my black t-shirt. "There! Satisfied?" My voice sounds a bit huskier than usual as my heart pounds in my chest, partly from nerves and partly from exertion. I watch Gwydion carefully for any sign of disgust or revulsion... but there's none to be found. If anything, his expression grows more appreciative by the second. Huh. Maybe he doesn't think all dicks are that great after all...

My eyes widen in surprise as his erection springs free from his pants, but I quickly regain my composure and school my expression into a deadpan glare. "Dude... really? You had to go there?" I sigh dramatically, looking away from him towards the TV screen. "I mean, you know how I feel about that stuff..." But even as I say it, a part of me is fascinated by the sight of his naked cock. It's not something I've ever seen up close before... then again, Gwydion is my best friend and this has always been our "boundary." So to speak. I wonder how long he'll keep it out like that? And whether or not I should just get him off so we can both relax...

"Well... you know..." I shrug nonchalantly. "I mean, if it'll make you feel better..." My words trail off as I glance back at him sideways. "But just this once," I add quickly, not wanting to break our unspoken rule about physical contact like that without there being some serious consequences... Shifting slightly on the couch, I reach out with one hand and slowly begin stroking his length, feeling the warmth and weight of him in my palm. The idea both excites and unsettles me at the same time. "So," I say casually as my fingers work their magic, "How's things with your sister?"

"Oh yeah? What's she been doing?" My curiosity is piqued as I continue to play with him, even though it makes my skin crawl a little bit at the back of my neck. "Maybe I can help you take her mind off whatever she's upset about..." It's a suggestion borne out of equal parts boredom and concern for our long-standing friendship. I glance up at Gwydion, wondering if he'll pick up on the subtext in my words. His sister, Haylee, has been one of the few constants in both of our lives over the years... but she also happens to be dating someone else, and that fact has never sat well with Lexi. Maybe this could be an opportunity to get closer to her, even if just on a platonic level? "So..." I say nonchalantly, "How about we do something tonight?"

"Mmm... sure..." I pause, hesitating for just a moment before leaning forward and taking him into my mouth. My lips slide easily over the head of his cock as I begin to bob my head up and down in rhythm with her hand. It feels... strange but somehow also kinda good? I can't help but wonder what it would feel like if this was with someone who actually wanted me like that... But for now, I guess it'll have to do. I moan around his length, focusing on pleasing him while simultaneously wondering how long until he gets off and we can go back to being just friends again. It's a weird balance, but one that comes naturally to Lexi. As she continues to work her magic on Gwydion, images of Haylee flash through her mind unbidden... Is there something more there? Or is it just because they share the same parental units? She pushes the thought aside for now; there's enough going on between them without bringing that into the mix.

"Mmm..." Her voice vibrates around his length as she continues to pleasure him. "Glad I could make your dreams come true." She grins wickedly up at him before returning her attention to what she's doing, determined to see him through to the end. "I always knew I had a knack for this sort of thing..." Her body moves fluidly with hers, as if they were meant to be together in this way... or maybe that's just because they have been friends for so long.

It feels good being wanted like this, even if it's only temporary and on the most primal level. And though she doesn't feel anything near romantic love towards Gwydion, there is something special between them... something deeper than mere lust or friendship. Maybe that's why she can do this for him without feeling completely repulsed? Or maybe it's just because he's her best friend and always will be, no matter what else happens in their lives.

Lexi's breath hitches as his fingers dance against her sensitive flesh. Her body tenses and she moans around his cock, the sensation nearly overwhelming. "Fuck... Gwydion..." She can feel herself getting closer to the edge, her hips beginning to move faster in tandem with his hand. The pleasure is both intense and confusing; it's not something she's used to experiencing with him on this level. She wonders if maybe they should... stop? Or keep going? But then again, what does it matter when their friendship won't be affected either way? So, instead of thinking about it too much, she focuses on the sensations wracking her body and allows herself to enjoy the moment - this brief connection between them.

As his fingers work their magic against her clit, she feels herself slipping even further over the edge. Her hips buck wildly beneath him and she moans unintelligibly around his cock as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending on fire as he brings her closer to release. She thinks about how they've grown up together; how much they've seen and done together; how many laughs they've shared and secrets they've kept... It feels strange but somehow right too, sharing this moment like this. Despite the physical nature of it all, there is a deep connection between them that goes beyond mere friendship or lust. It's something special, something she can't quite explain with words. And then, finally, her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of heat and light, leaving her shuddering and gasping for breath as it ripples through her entire body. Her mouth drops open, panting heavily as she comes down from the high. She looks up at him, feeling slightly disoriented but also... content. "Wow," she manages to croak hoarsely after a moment. "That was..." -and then trails off, unable to find the right words. Instead, she grins lopsidedly and leans forward, pressing a lingering kiss against his lips. It's a gesture of thanks, of friendship... maybe even something more than either of them is willing to admit.

As her heartrate begins to slow back down, she realizes how strange the situation feels now that it's over. She wonders if Gwydion feels just as off-kilter as she does, or if this new intimacy between them will change their dynamic at all. It probably won't, she tells herself, but still...

The warmth of his breath against her folds and the rough scrape of his tongue send waves of pleasure coursing through Lexi's body. She arches her back involuntarily as he works her sensitive flesh, her hips bucking wildly in time with his expert ministrations. "Oh God... Gwydion..." she moans, her voice hoarse from the effort of keeping quiet earlier. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. But it's not just about reaching orgasm; it's about sharing this moment with him, about feeling wanted and desired in a way that goes beyond friendship. It's a weird sort of intimacy that they've never explored before, and Lexi finds herself savoring every second of it.

Her breath catches in her throat at his words, feeling a mixture of desire and reluctance welling up within her. Part of her wants to give him what he's asking for; part of her feels like they shouldn't cross this line, that their friendship is too important. But then again... she can't deny the way her body responds to his touch. With a shaky exhale, she nods silently, trusting him to understand what that means even without words. She positions herself above him, guiding his hard length into her aching heat with practiced ease. He groans as she sinks down onto him, their hips meeting in a perfect rhythm as they begin to move together. Her muscles tense and release around him in an unspoken invitation for him to take what he needs; she closes her eyes, trying to focus on the sensations rather than the deeper implications of their actions. But it's hard when every nerve ending seems tuned into this moment, and when every movement feels like they're forging a new connection between them that can never be unmade.

Her breath catches in her throat as his lips meet hers, their tongues dancing together amidst the shared heat and passion. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as his hand finds its way between them once more, expertly massaging her clit until she feels herself starting to tremble on the edge again. The sensations are overwhelming, leaving no room for doubt or regret; all that matters is this moment, right here and now. She rolls her hips experimentally, feeling him deep inside of her as he thrusts upward in response, his rough hands gripping her ass tightly. Lexi can't help but wonder if they're really doing the right thing; if crossing this line means there won't be any going back. But when she looks into Gwydion's eyes and sees nothing but raw desire reflected back at her, it seems impossible to care about anything else right now. So instead of dwelling on what might have been or what could happen tomorrow, she focuses on the present moment and lets herself be swept away by their shared passion.

The feel of his cock throbbing inside her and the sight of him looking at her with such intensity send shivers down her spine. "I-I can't..." she gasps, trembling as he pushes her closer to the edge. But then again, maybe this is what they need... a release from all their pent-up emotions and desires. With a shuddering moan, Lexi gives in, letting go of everything else as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her muscles spasm uncontrollably around him and she cries out his name, arching her back off the couch as she comes undone. As her vision clears and her breathing begins to steady again, she looks down at Gwydion, wondering if he feels any different now that they've crossed this line. But before she can voice those thoughts, he pulls her down for another passionate kiss, his tongue tangling with hers as their bodies slow to a leisurely rhythm. For now, it seems enough just to enjoy the afterglow of their shared experience and cherish the closeness they've rediscovered in this moment.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears his confession, looking up at him in surprise. But before she can process the implications, another spasm wracks her body as he fills her with his release. She moans softly against his lips, feeling a warmth spreading through her that has nothing to do with their shared pleasure. When he finally pulls out, she collapses bonelessly onto the couch, catching her breath in ragged gasps. Her mind reels from everything that's just happened; the sex they've just had and his admission about loving her. She stares at the ceiling, unable to meet his gaze even as she tries to form some sort of reply in her head. Finally, she manages a shaky laugh. "I... I don't know what to say." Her voice comes out sounding breathless and disbelieving even to her own ears. She pushes herself up onto one elbow, gazing at him intently from beneath her lashes. "You can't just say something like that and expect me not to be freaked out."

But even as she says it, there's a part of her that wonders what it might mean for them moving forward... and if maybe this new understanding between them could lead to something more than friendship.

She nestles her cheek against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear. "I guess I just... never really put it together." She pauses, considering her words carefully before asking the question that's been on the tip of her tongue since he confessed: "What do you want me to say?" There's a weight to his expression she can't quite read; guilt, maybe, or fear of rejection. But there's something else too, a tenderness that makes her heart flutter uncomfortably in her chest. She wonders what the future might hold for them if they were ever able to sort through all these complex emotions and decide where they stand with each other.

Lexi presses her lips together, feeling the warmth spread across her cheeks as she thinks about how to reply. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the fear of losing their friendship, and then exhales slowly before speaking. "I'll think about it," she whispers, surprising herself with how calm she sounds. "But I can't promise anything."

There. It was out there now; he knew where they stood. She closes her eyes, feeling the weight of his arms around her and the press of his hard body against hers. For tonight at least, this feels right... comforting, even. But tomorrow is another day, and things might not be quite so simple then.

She sits up slightly, looking at him carefully before exhaling and nodding slowly. "Okay... friends with benefits, then." She pauses for a moment, searching his eyes once more. "But we should set some ground rules... like no touching each other's stuff without permission or anything like that." Even as she says it, there's a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Maybe this isn't such a bad idea after all; sharing their bodies and exploring these new feelings together could be fun... and who knows where it might lead? But for now, they have each other, and that's enough to get them through the night.

As they settle back against the couch together, Lexi can't help but feel a sense of contentment spreading through her. It might not be traditional or what either of them expected, but sometimes you just have to roll with the punches and see where life takes you.

I shove him playfully, laughing as he grins back at me. "Fine then, friends with some pretty obvious benefits..." I look around the room, feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion wash over me now that the adrenaline from our earlier activities has faded. With a sigh, I nestle myself deeper into the couch, resting my head against his shoulder once more as we snuggle close together under the blanket. Maybe this new arrangement will work out fine after all... and who knows? Maybe one day, things could even be different between us. But for now, it's enough to have each other like this - flaws and all.

I snort softly, rolling my eyes even as I can't help but smile at his teasing. "You are such a dude... always thinking about your dick." But there's an undertone of fondness in my voice that he clearly catches, because he smiles down at me and gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Just remember," he says quietly, his eyes serious now, "I love you, Lexi. Whatever happens between us... just know that." And even though I can't quite return the sentiment in the same way, it feels good to hear him say it out loud - a tiny thread of connection between us, a promise of something more... if we're ever brave enough to reach for it.

I listen intently, grateful that he shared that with me. "I understand how she must feel. It's scary moving away, even if it is for an opportunity. Just remember... I'm always here to talk to." My voice is soft and reassuring; honestly meaning every word. As the silence stretches between us once more, my heart gives a little flip when he leans in closer, his breath tickling the hair at my temple. "I love you too," I whisper, surprised by the truth of those words as they escape from me. His smile widens, like he knows what this admission means; like he's happy to accept whatever it is that's growing between us... even if we don't quite understand it yet ourselves. And for now, that's enough.

Snuggling closer to him, I yawn and close my eyes. "Okay," I murmur, feeling content in the warmth of his arms and the lingering afterglow of our intimacy. It's not long before exhaustion claims me too, and I drift off to sleep beneath the soft glow of the TV, safe in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow brings, we have each other... for now, at least.

"Hmm... morning," I murmur sleepily, stretching lazily in his arms. There's a strange contentment settling into my bones; the sort of feeling that comes from knowing everything will be okay - even if it's not exactly the same as before. As I yawn and snuggle closer to him, I can't help but wonder what today will bring... and where our newfound connection might lead us.

For now though, all that matters is this moment: the warmth of his body pressed against mine, the scent of him filling my nostrils as we lie entwined beneath the sheets. It feels... perfect in a way that I can't quite describe; comforting and familiar despite being brand new. And as I close my eyes once more, ready to drift back off to sleep, I realize with a sense of peace that for now, this is enough.

I groan softly, stretching and squinting up at him through half-lidded eyes. "Well... I guess that means we should venture out into the world today and get more." Despite my words, there's a note of reluctance in my voice as I consider the idea of leaving this comfortable little cocoon we've created for ourselves. The thought of re-entering the real world feels like such an effort right now... but then again, so does maintaining this new dynamic between us.

As I lie there, caught between conflicting desires and fears, it occurs to me that maybe this is what growing up really means: learning to navigate the uncharted waters of adulthood with someone by your side, leaning on each other for support even when things get rough... and sometimes letting them lean on you too. And perhaps somewhere along the way, you find a kind of peace that eluded you in the safety of childhood's innocence.

Or maybe I'm just overthinking it all again...

"What's that?" I ask curiously, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I glance around the room. There's something in his expression that makes me feel a twinge of anticipation in my stomach... and something else too - a strange sense of excitement about whatever he's hiding out there. Maybe it really is time for us to face the real world again, even if only for a little while.

My heart skips a beat as he hands me the clothes; memories flood back of us wearing them together in photoshoots for the school paper. A shiver runs down my spine at his words, and when I see the evidence of his arousal, it only serves to fuel my own desire. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in my stomach as I pull on the skirt and bustier, adjusting them self-consciously before turning to face him again. His eyes meet mine, holding my gaze for a long moment, before he finally speaks: "Let's go see what you're missing." His voice is low and suggestive, sending another shiver down my spine. With a nod, I follow him out of the room and into the backyard... not quite sure what to expect but hoping for something extraordinary.