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Take the Lead (Audio Script)
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He’s spent plenty of time with his crush, but always with others. Now they’re alone together, he’s not sure he can hold himself back. Is this friendship meant to be something more? Or is this just a passing feeling? Audio Only Porn ✅ Gay Sex ✅ Black Voice ✅ Sexy American Accent
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
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Stories
“Oh my god, you said you needed help moving a couple of things, not your whole apartment.”
“Okay, one, you’re fine.
It’s literally not that heavy.
And two, you owe me so many favors.”
“For what?!”
“Left, left, left… couple more inches…”
“Well, there was last week when you needed me to pick you up downtown on a Saturday night.
That time three weeks ago when you asked to borrow my membership card for the gym so you could take your Grindr date to the sauna.
Then there was that time—”
“Okay, okay, I get it!
Where do you want this stupid thing, anyway?”
“Here is fine.”
“Okay, we good now?”
I might pretend to be annoyed you asked me to help you out today, but I’m really not.
I’m actually really glad I’m finally getting some alone time with you.
We only ever really hang out in groups.
At bars.
At brunch after yoga.
At shows.
I’ve been wanting to, like, ask you out or something, but every time I think about doing it I back out at the last minute.
Maybe today I’ll finally—
“I’m gonna grab a sparkling water, you want one?”
“Oh, yeah, sure.”
Yeah, maybe…
Maybe right now.
You know what? Why the hell not?
I mean, when is there going to be a better time?
We’re alone, sweaty from moving all of your furniture around, and if you shoot me down… well, I’ll just… go crawl into a hole and try not to die of embarrassment.
“Okay…”
“Oh shit, oh my god! I’m so sorry!
”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.
Seriously, I’m fine.”
“That was totally my fault.
Ugh, god, your shirt is soaked.
Here, come here.
Let me get you another shirt.”
You lead me into your bedroom which, I’m just realizing, I’ve never been in before.
How is that even possible?
I’ve been to your apartment so many times, but I guess I’ve never had a reason to see where you sleep.
Ooh… this is nice. It’s cozy.
Plants… check. Stack of books on the bedside table that actually look like they’ve been read… check.
Yeah, I officially have a huge fucking crush on you.
“Um… let’s see here…”
A sliver of light from the afternoon sun shines on you from the window.
Your bare arms look so good in that tank top…
“Here.
That should fit you.”
You hand me a plain white shirt.
And… I guess I’m about to take my shirt off in front of you.
Ugh, I just want to tell you how I feel.
Is it awkward to do it now?
Maybe I should wait until we both have all of our clothes on…
“Um…”
I look down at the shirt in my hands.
When I look up again, your eyes are hovering around my waist.
You’re checking me out.
Very blatantly, I might add.
Wait a second.
Have you done this before?
Maybe you’ve been checking me out this whole time that we’ve been friends and I just… never noticed…
“You good?”
Your eyes meet mine and…
Fuck it.
You lean into me and lay a tentative hand on my hip.
This feels so new, but so familiar…
“Is this…?
Is this okay?
Fuck, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I should have asked—”
“Hey, hey, it’s okay.
This is… something I’ve wanted for a long time, actually.”
My heart flutters a little at the thought.
This whole time… you’ve wanted me and I’ve wanted you.
And now here we are, in your bedroom.
You lean forward and press your mouth against mine again.
“I’ve just… always…
I don’t know.
Felt something with you…”
“Yeah? You have?”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Wait a minute… why didn’t you?”
“Fair point.”
Your hand grazes over my thigh and…
God, you feel fucking good.
“Well, I did get you in my room with your shirt off…”
“Shut up. Come here…”
I see now why we’re such good friends and why we’re always messing with each other.
The snarky comments…
The playfulness…
I’m not like that with our other friends.
Just you.
Your hand glides my chest as we kiss and teases one of my chest.
“Fuck…”
My dick is starting to get hard as you slide out of your shorts.
I pull off my joggers, but keep on my briefs.
You lay down on your side and draw me down onto the bed with you.
You push one thigh between my legs and ride it up against my dick.
Our hips meet flush together and I can feel your muscles tightening and flexing with every thrust.
You take my wrist and lead my hand to your chest, guiding my fingers down, down, down…
“You feel that?
Feel how hard I am for you?”
It’s hot, your dick under my hand…
Even through your underwear, I swear I can feel you pulsing.
It’s such a turn on, to be able to feel exactly how much you want this, and want me…
“I want to see you.”
You push me back a little, pulling up your legs to get your boxers off.
God, I can’t stop kissing you.
I need to feel your mouth on mine again.
“You too.
Let me see your cock.”
Your fingers feel amazing… such a nice, firm grip.
Wrapping around me and tugging just right.
I reach for yours and curl my fingers around the tip.
I start stroking you nice and slow…
Your dick is thick and fills my hand.
I really, really want to suck you.
How would it feel, having you, hot and slick with spit… against my lips…
It’s hard to focus with the way you’re touching me…
I spread around the wetness gathering around your tip and spread it up your shaft.
God, the noises you are making…
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