[F4M] Moving day. Moving bodies. Moving... hearts? [Friends to lovers] [Handjob] [Blowjob] [Rough sex] [Creampie] [L-bomb]

by

GWALuigi

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(Sound of boxes getting set down. Footsteps.)

Okay. I think that was the last box out of the truck. (Sigh) At least I *hope* it was. Let's just take a break for a few minutes, okay? There's a vending machine downstairs, it looks like. I can go get us something cold to drink. Just take five on the couch. Cool?

Hey. Don't worry. There's plenty of daylight left. We'll get you all moved into your new place by the end of the day. Of course, you know, it would have been nice if your other friends hadn't flaked on you... But... it's fine...

I still can't believe you let her just kick you out like that. You were paying rent on that place, too. And I guess this is supposed to be the part where I say something like "she was a bitch anyway" or "I don't know what you ever saw in her." But honestly, I thought she was the one for you.

Oh... Uh... Sorry. I didn't mean to bring her up. I just... I'm really sorry. I guess I'm just a little mad because she had me fooled, too.

And I know you were just crashing in my spare bedroom for a week or so, but you know something? I'm going to miss having you around. Well, yeah. I guess we're only going to be a few blocks from each other now. But it was nice having someone around who--

(Laughing) No, not that! I'll have you know I can open my own jars, thank you very much.

I just mean it was nice having a friendly face around. I mean don't get me wrong. Living by myself is awesome. But, you know, sometimes it gets a little lonely.

Wow... Okay, look at you. You need to settle down in a big hurry. Your leg's shaking. You're carrying so much tension in your shoulders right now, too. What's the matter?

Oh, wow. You're right. This is kind of your first time living by yourself. Hey, it's fine. You're gonna be jus fine. Living by yourself has a lot of benefits. Like, uh... You can go to bed whenever you want! And nobody gives a shit what you wear... Everything in the fridge is yours... There's no arguing about pizza toppings...

Okay, okay. Do me a favor. Close your eyes. No, I'm serious. Just close your eyes for a second. Take a deep breath, count to five, and exhale... And let your shoulders down.

That better?

Now, can I ask you kind of a personal question. How long has it been since you... well, you know...

(Gasp) That long?! Did she cut you off or something? No, you... you cut her off...? Wait. Why? (Pause) She said what?! Well, yeah. That oughta do it. (Another pause) Okay, and... just hear me out... How long has it been since you, uh... you know... came? Yes, I think it's an appropriate question! If you could see how tense you looked... No, no. Don't pull that on me. You were this tense before I asked that question. Honestly, how long has it been since you, uh... "took care of yourself?"

(Sigh) Wow... That's... That's some discipline. I don't think I could go that long. Seriously. I have needs.

I mean, I'm not saying that's the whole problem. I know you've got a lot on your mind. So, how about I go get those waters, and you can, uh, "give yourself a break" for a few minutes? You'll probably feel better.

(Scoff) Yeah. I mean it. It's not like there's anything to be embarrassed about. Think of it as breaking in your new apartment. I think I've got some lotion in my purse or something-- Oh, don't look at me like that! You don't wanna do it because what? Because I'd what you were doing in here while I was out getting water?

Look. As your friend, it's my job to look out for you. And I really think you need to just let a lot of stress out right now. But... I'm not forcing you or anything. I get it. It's been a while, and you're still getting over the breakup, and all that... that bullshit, you know?

(Long, awkward pause. Sigh. Throat clearing.)

Would, uh... Would it be less awkward if I did it? Don't... Don't take that the wrong way. It doesn't mean we're like "together" or anything. It'd just be one friend helping another. And it's not like I've never given a handjob before...

So... yes?

(nervous laugh) I'm just going to reach over and unzip you. Okay? Just say "stop" if you want me to. That's it. Just sit back, okay...

(Unzipping, unbuttoning.) (Spitting) (Subtle wet sounds)

Is it good? Just relax, okay? (deep breath) I'm your friend, and I'm here to help. That's it. Deep breaths...

Just let your shoulders drop, lean your head back... That's it.

Oh, was that a smile? No... Oh, come on! That's a *good* thing. Don't look embarrassed. It's supposed to feel good.

Look, hurry up and finish, so we can get your stuff unpacked.

No... I mean... don't force it or anything, but... you know... Don't try to impress me by lasting too long or whatever. I just think you really need a good orgasm to get your head on straight. Then we can get that dinner you owe me for helping you move.

(Wet sounds continue)

Where? Oh, I saw this little bistro a few blocks over that looks pretty nice-- Ohhh! (laugh) You mean where should you cum? That's a good question... Just... Tell me when you're about to "go off" and I'll finish you with my mouth.

(scoffs) Yeah, I'm serious. I have no idea where your towels are, and we just lugged this couch up two flights of stairs. You're definitely not nutting on it. (Pause) Yeah, I know you're all sweaty. So am I. Look, do you want me to stop? (giggle) Yeah. Didn't think so.

Hey. This is just me helping you, okay? Want me to go faster? Slower? (Speeding up) Like that? Okay. Putting my mouth on you at the count of three... Ready? (laugh) Three! (Deep breath. Blowjob sounds. Muffled moaning and swallowing.)

(Another deep breath) All better? (giggle) Oh, what's that look for? Look, it's no big deal. Nothing's "different" between us or anything. You looked like you needed it. And friends help each other out. And buy each other dinner.

But... um... Before you zip back up, uh, maybe... (flustered sigh) How long do you think it would take you to get back up again?

(Rambling) Look, it's just-- I hope you don't think this is asking too much, but I just kind of-- well, not kind of-- *really* got turned on doing that. I haven't really done anything with a guy in almost eight months and--

How long as it been since I--? What's that got to do with it? Okay. I asked you. That's fair. It was last night, when you were sleeping. I told you - I have needs. Okay. Okay, shut up.... Come on.

(Exasperated sigh) (Rambling again) You can say no, I promise I'll never ask you again, but maybe you could do something for me like I just did for you? I'm so fucking wound up right now. Look, it'd just be like a one-time thing, okay? I know you're still on the mend, and I like being single, but maybe... (frustrated groan) Could you please just fuck me? Like fucking hard?

Yeah, I know you just came. I can get you back up again. Just... Take your pants off and let me take care of the rest. (more blowjob sounds. Panting.) Grab my hair... Please? (Blowjob sounds, continued. Long, muffled moan) I know it's been a rough couple weeks for you. (BJ sounds, continued) So just get a little rough back, okay? (deep breath, quivering) Oh, fuck. I can feel you getting hard in my mouth. I fucking love that. (Moaning, more BJ sounds)

Help me get these clothes off. (begging) Please. (Unzipping. Clothes hitting floor) Just sit back on the couch. Let me get on top and just... (gasp) Oh, shit-- that's-- No, no. It's good. It's just been so long. (Slow sex sounds. Moaning) Don't just sit there. Grab my hips and fuck me hard... Please... (Satisfied gasp. Sex sounds get faster, whispering "fuck me" repeatedly)

Remember what I said about not impressing me? (Growls) Forget I said that. Don't you dare cum yet. Keep fucking. You got that?

(Surprised gasp. Shuffling. Whispering) Holy shit! Fuck yes! Pin me down to the fucking floor. Just-- keep-- going-- please-- (Deep breaths. Moans)

Holy fuck. Harder. Harder. (Playful growl) Don't you dare fucking stop! (Sounds / moans / gasps continue) This is why you're my best friend. (laughing) Know what you should do? You should bend me over those fucking boxes over there. I don't think we're getting much unpacked anywa--

(Rushed footsteps. Long gasp) Put it back in. Oh, fuck. Put it back in. (Contented sigh. Sex sounds resume.) Faster... Faster... Grab my fucking hair and fuck me. (Panting) You wanna fucking cum in me? Please? I wanna feel it so fucking bad. Please. I'm gonna cum. I'm almost-- I-- I--

(Orgasm sounds. Long moan) I love you.

(Continued orgasm sounds. Sex sounds stop. Long, slow panting)

(Shaky voice) Holy shit. Holy shit. Just... I'll stand up when my legs stop shaking.

(Contented sigh) Damn, I needed that (giggling). Eight months is a long time without some real cock. Look, I hope I didn't scare you or anything. I like a good rough fucking, but it's not like I'm into getting slapped around or spit on, you know? Hey, what are you staring at me like that for? (Laughing) I was that good, huh?

Anyway, I've got tomorrow off work anyway. I can crash here if you want, and we can get these boxes and stuff unpacked tomorrow.

Now let's figure out where your towels are, 'cause I think we could both use a shower before we go to any restaurant-- Hey. Hey, come on. Snap out of it. Did I do something wrong?

(Gasp) I... I said what? No, I... Look, it was probably just a heat of the moment thing, okay? I mean I do, but - you know - not... not like...

(Kissing) No. I do. I really fucking do. (Whispering) I love you.

(Sigh) So what do we do now?