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Photo Story #64
🕑 Added 2025-07-13 08:22:20 +0000 UTCA little departure from our usual content this week, but I hope you guys enjoy the teaser.
Charlie and I had been friends for year, ever since senior year of high school. We kept in touch during college, and when we both graduated, we ended up living in the same city, just a couple of blocks over from one another.
Charlie had always been cute. He had messy brown hair, the most incredible green eyes and the cheekiest grin, particularly when he knew he was up to no good. I could recognise that Charlie was attractive. He had a great body and the sexiest ass, but I'd never made a move on him and I didn't really register his attractiveness as something that turned me on.
But after nearly eight years of friendship, that all changed.
Fro the first time in a long while, both Charlie and I were single and we'd ended up in a weird routine where we spent every weekend together. We'd sometimes go out to the local gay bar, but in recent weeks, we'd taken to just hanging out at either his apartment or my house.
This weekend, we were hanging out at my place.
It was cold and miserable, so we decided to have a weekend of ordering in, gaming and watching movies. We were both in sweats and had just finished an epic Marvel marathon. We decided to play some Mario Kart before we ordered dinner, but I couldn't find one of the controllers, which was when Charlie pipes up with "Oh, didn't we drop it under the desk last week?"
And that's when it happened.
Now bear in mind that I'd seen Charlie naked on multiple occasions over the years, not to mention in various slutty outfits for Halloween or even Comic Con.
But when he bent over and his sweats slipped down to reveal the line of the skimpy black thong he was wearing, my cock was instantly like granite. I growled in the back of my throat, fighting some animal charge to rip that thong off and fuck his brains out.
"What's up?" Charlie said as he emerged from under the desk with a questioning look.
"I . . . uh . . ."
Charlie laughed. "Seriously. What's got you all tongue tied?"
I wanted to shake the sudden lust that had overwhelmed me and say something funny or insightful, anything to distract from the hard bulge in my own sweats. Instead, I did the complete opposite.
"You're wearing a thong."
Charlie cocked his head to the side before sliding a hand down the front of his sweats. I guess I am. So, what?"
As I mumbled something utterly incoherent, Charlie's eyes roved my body and immediately widened when he saw the very obvious outline of my hard cock.
"Oh," he said with a breathy laugh. "Oh, I see."
I felt like I was frozen to the spot under Charlie's appraisal. In all of our years of friendship, we'd never come close to any kind of sexual interaction, and I'd never really considered one, but now, I was hungry for him.
"Maybe we should ditch Mario Kart and play something else?" he said with a shrug.
I wasn't sure I'd heard him correctly, but he closed the space between us and dragged one teasing finger along the length of my dick making me shudder and thrust my hips.
"I've definitely found something I want to play with more," he said with that trademark cheeky grin before grabbing the waistband of my sweats and pulling me closer to him. "What do you think?"
It was suddenly a no-brainer to me and I leaned forward pressing my lips to his. There was a brief chaste moment before his tongue was pushing between my lips, and then our hands were everywhere. Mine quickly slid down the back of his sweats to those sexy bare cheeks and as our cocks ground together, I began to wonder why we hadn't been doing this for the last eight year.
