bubble-butt bestie x male reader
~ mlm nsfw , smut , best friends , stomach bulge ~
he lays on his stomach near the end of the bed, his attention rapt to his phone. you had been preoccupied with your own for a while, the two of you hanging out on a lazy weekend, with no one else at home. he had always been cute, and kinda sexy—which you ignored for the most part given you two had been friends for so long. it was getting difficult though, especially in moments like this when his thin shorts wrapped perfectly around his smooth, round, undeniably attractive ass. you had been staring at him for a while now, your phone forgotten on your stomach. lazily you drag your hand down to your crotch, letting your fingers find the outline of your half-chub as scenarios start playing in your mind, all the things you could do to him, have him moaning under you, crying your name, cumming on your dick. his eyes would be teary and fucked out, staring at you like he couldn’t live without your cock buried this deeply inside. when he laughs it breaks you out your trance, suddenly aware of your complete boner in these sweats that don’t hide anything.
“dude, look at this oh my g—“ he’s turning around with his phone in hand, some video playing, laughing till he stops, his eyes immediately darting downward, “oh!”
your eyes widen and you quickly grab a pillow, slamming it onto your lap, “look—look at what?” you try, lips pursing.
“no,” you cut him off, your pulse racing straight down to it.
there’s tense moment, where you can’t read his expression at all, and fear starts to crawl up that you’ve really fucked up. till he starts crawling towards you. slowly, he locks his phone and puts it down, his hands gently holding him as he shifts towards you, his eyes still trained on the area the pillow is covering. when he finally gets in front of you he looks up, and you gulp, his shiny puppy-dog eyes doe-ing into yours, his back arched and his shorts riding up his thighs, his fingers inch towards you.
your breath is caught in your chest, arms clutching tightly to the pillow, but you set your jaw and slowly start to move it, watching his eyes drop down to watch it with some kind of, anticipation? when your whole bulge is revealed you watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallows, see his fingers twitch down by your legs.
“is this… because of me?” he asks, meets your gaze again, you catch a faint smile on his lips, that dorky cute smile.
you clear your throat, butterfly’s fluttering in your stomach.
some tension seems to drain from his shoulders, his hands start to climb your legs by his two fingers, getting close to your thigh and then your cock, pressing tightly to the material of your sweatpants.
“then,” he says, he sounds higher pitched than normal, sultry, flirty, “i should take responsibility for this, don’t you think?”
his fingers find your thighs, and start to play around the bulge of your tip. when his finger brushes against it a shiver runs down your spine.
“yeah,” he find yourself nodding, tearing your gaze from his hand to his face again, “maybe you should.”
you grab him by his wrists, dragging his smaller frame onto your lap, he gasps, his eyes never leaving yours. your hands settle nicely onto the small of his back, feeling your way down over his ass, and cupping it in both hands.
“think you can give this all to me, baby?” you ask, your eyes trailing over his lips, his flushed cheeks, the way he bites his lower lip.
his hands grasp the shoulders of your shirt, “depends. will you take care of me?”
he nods, his shy smile growing, he leans in close your ear, close enough you feel his heart beating in his chest, “then i’m all yours,” he says, you hear him gulp, “fuck me, please.”
you think you growl, whatever throaty deep noise that travels up your throat has him shiver in your arms, your hips move up into him and grind, feeling his own erection pressing against your stomach. your lips find his neck, and start sucking and bitting his skin, he mewls and gasps, moaning out your name with feverish desperation, you feel him grind his dick into you, then his ass down on your own cock.
when you pull your head back from his neck you find two nice hickeys starting to form, and you quickly grab the back of his head and bring your lips together, your saliva mixes with his, lips bruising against each other, you bite his lower lip and get your tongue in his mouth, swallowing more of his moans. he wraps his arms around your neck, and you move to put him on his back, keeping your lips together, he gets his legs around your waist, a whine coming from him as you push your cocks together, still bound by your clothing which gets sweatier by the second.
you gasp for breath, getting up on your knees to throw your shirt off the bed, his chest rises and falls with his breath as his eyes and then hands climb your body, settling on your chest for a moment, then grabbing your shoulders to drag you down for more kissing. your tongues dance with each other, and you let spit drool from your mouth into his, your cock starting to leak pre cum from the friction against his. your hands trail down his body and finds his waist, your fingers slipping under the hem of his shirt.
they slide up his body, feeling his hard breaths and milky skin. you reach his chest and start pinching his nipples, feeling him squirm under you, he gasps again and arches his back into you, squeezing your cocks together. you groan into his mouth, and break the kiss to drag his shirt off, your lips trail down the other side of his neck, down to his collar bone where you do your best to leave more hickeys, still frotting with him.
he moans and grasps your head, “please, t-touch me, i… i need-“
you suck on one of his nipples, tilting your head up to admire his parted mouth and his eyes squeezing shut, you pull off with a wet smack of your lips, unable to keep a smile off your face.
“need what baby? you can tell me.”
you trail more kisses down his stomach, smooth and thin, you want to fill him up with everything you got.
“i-i want… i want your, wan’ your c-“
he gasps when you pull down the front of his shorts, his erection falling onto his stomach. you don’t let him get a word out as you lick his balls and trail up his shaft, getting to the head you grab his dick by the base and suck his head in, pushing down onto it until your flush with his pelvis.
his moans come in breathless and desperate, his hips jittering with the warmth of your mouth, your tongue wraps around his cock and you swallow the pre cum leaking out of him.
he moans out your name, not knowing what to do with his hands they twitch toward your head and then away, wiping at his eyes. you pull off his cock with a pop, tucking him back into the material.
“huh?” he says confused, his eyes opening up to look at you, his erection throbbing inside his shorts again.
“turn around,” you order, voice low and gaze hungrily focused on his expression.
he nods dumbly, his limbs shaking as he gets himself onto his stomach again, his knees spreading open on the bed.
“yes baby, good boy,” you rub your hands over his ass, a grin on your face again meeting with his bubble butt, “let me take what’s mine.”
you climb on top of him and start grinding your cock against his cheeks, your eyes fluttering closed with the gentle friction. you press his hands down by his head, buck your hips more as you dry hump him. he whines under you, and you look down with an amused expression.
“that only feels that good for you…”
you laugh, his lips pouting at you, you lean in close to his face and his eyes widen, “so needy, aren’t you?”
he nods, and grinds his ass into you, you sigh and move back down, finally grabbing the top of his shorts and dragging them down. neither of you have been wearing underwear, and now his naked body is finally in front of you, nearly undone and horny for you, he shyly looks back and he shakes his hips so his cheeks wobble for you. you give him a good smack, loving how he yelps and how a slightly red mark is left on him.
you lean down to bite his ass, placing kisses around him as his thighs spread further, letting you see and access his hole. your breath hitches with his pink and smooth hole, and you lean into his ass to start teasing his rim with your tongue. you can hear him say your name breathless and relieved, and you push your tongue into his slit, lapping up his taste. he smells faintly of the strawberry scented body wash he uses, and you can’t get enough of him, grabbing both his cheeks by your face as you speed up your tongue, flicking it across his hole and pushing in as deep as it lets you, trying to get your tongue on his prostate. he moans in a long sound and you fee him push his ass into your face, his back arching more and his chest laying flat onto the bed. you pull away and spit on his hole more, grabbing him by his hips and turning him over once more.
his hair is disheveled, his raw red lips part as he tries to catch his breath, hickeys trail down his otherwise unblemished skin, down to his rock hard cock that leaks more pre cum. you push him onto his back, spitting into your hand and getting his legs on your shoulders, you start with one finger penetrating his asshole, wrapping your lips around his cock once more. as you push your finger in you swallow his cock, lowering his head. he yells out in pleasure and probably some pain at the stretch, his eyes rolling back he grabs his legs just under his knees and holds them open, his shocked expression looking back down to stare at you sucking him off and feeling another of your fingers sink into his heat.
his legs shake and his hole squeezes around your fingers, you drag them out and then push back in, watching his body shudder in time with your movements, your mouth never leaving his cock.
“oh god!” he yells, his face is totally flushed, his pupils blown, “i’m gonna! can i, can i cum? please-“
his head drops back as another moan forces itself out his mouth, you curl your fingers forward, dropping your head down and swallowing his enter length, pushing a third finger into his stretching pussy.
“cumming! fuck i’m cumming,” his words turn into a long loud moan as ropes of cum start to fill your mouth, his sphincter closing around your fingers with a tightness. you gather his whole orgasm in your mouth, letting him catch his breath as you pull off and slowly take your fingers out of him. you wait for him to look at you, with his cute, dumb expression, to open your mouth and show him his load inside, before swallowing the whole bitter thing, which tastes so damn good to you. he swallows his spit, eyes totally stuck on your face.
“fuck,” he looks down again, “fuck.”
you look down at yourself too, your cock is tenting in your sweatpants, a pretty large dark spot growing from your tip. it’s impossible to ignore now, you look back at the same time as him, his body language reading scared but excited, and he nods.
“i uhm, i still need to handle that.”
you laugh, wasting no more time in pushing your sweatpants off, your heavy and sweaty cock swaying with the movement. you grab his chin and kiss him deeply again, rubbing your finally bare cock into his chest, feeling his heart beat with your dick. you pull back with a string of spit on each of your lips, your mind reeling for where lube is inside the house.
“i’ll get you fucking pregnant.”
he looks at you with confusion, but smiles, his dick twitching with another boner forming.
it doesn’t take you long to find the lube, your memory spiking in reliability the second you get to have sex with your best friend. you slather your cock with it, and give a good amount on his hole, he’s on his knees and stomach, presenting his pussy in the air for you. neither of you brought up condoms, now you plank above him watching his flushed face pushed into the bed sheets, the tip of your cock at his entrance, your whole shaft angry and throbbing with arousal.
“fuck,” you swear under your breath.
his hole swallows your cock down to the hilt, his back arching and his head rises, moaning so loud its like a scream. you press your forehead into his back, waiting for your vision to focus again, his warm walls squeeze around your bare cock and you recall your horny drunken words about getting him pregnant, suddenly your sex hazy mind thinks you just might, with how wet and tight his pussy is. you groan and pull yourself out to the tip, slamming back down past his second hole, he squeals and yells a swear, tears falling down his face and hands clutching at the bed sheets.
“fuck! sho’ d-deeep… so good,” he slurs his words and you watch him carefully, a little worried you’ve gone too hard, you start to slow your thrusts.
he moans and shakes his head, his eyes finding some focus to meet yours.
“fuck me like that, hard,” he swallows, his tongue running over his swollen lips, “please.”
you grab his throat, pressing your faces close together despite how it twists him around, knowing he’s flexible, and start fucking his twink ass with all you’ve got. his jaw stays open, his tongue hanging out past his lips, his eyes almost cross as he tries to hold your gaze, his whole body shakes with every thrust, your cock so deeply wrapped up in his stomach that when your hand trails to it you feel your dick bulge outwards when you bottom out. you sigh into his neck, pushing his head down into the mattress, spreading his legs open more with your own for more purchase, your abs starting to burn with how hard you fuck him. you ignore it though, switching to dragging his head up by his hair, admiring his back that trails down to his bubble butt, they bounce as your hips collide with them, watching your length disappear inside him. you imagine a x-ray of your cock stretching and pushing his insides, and you realize how long you’ve held out, your attention totally fixed on every twitch of his body, his moans, you wrap an arm around his neck and lift him up, keeping his weight on you. you run your hands over him, tugging at each nipple, feeling your cock bulge in his stomach again, and settle your hands on his hips, possessively gripping them hard enough to bruise.
“who does this pussy belong to?” you groan into his ear, his head is thrown back on your shoulder, moaning into the ceiling, “who owns you? c’mon babe.”
“fuck!” he groans, his eyes turning to meet yours, “you! all yours—fuck me, fuck me.” his words slur and loose reason, but you pick out your name as you grasp his cock again.
his body shudders, you feel him clench around you and you groan loudly, starting to jerk him off roughly. he squirms in your arms, yelling your name, and you think for a second if anyone is gonna hear that. then his hole clenches hard as cum starts spurting from his cock all over your bed, and you swear pushing him back down onto his mess, your own release right behind him. you drive yourself inside a few more times, his moans are high pitched and you think he can only take a little more.
“i’m almost there baby, i’m almost there,” you feel your balls tighten as you push a final time through his second hole, every muscle in his cunt milking you, “i’m cum—cumming, inside.”
your moan and push your whole weight into your pelvis and his waist, unloading ropes of cum into him. your brain fills with static as your eyes roll back and your legs start to give out, collapsing onto him with a final groan as the last of your cum ejects into him.
you’re both sweaty, and breathing hard, every muscle of yours is sore but you force yourself to take your weight off him, pulling your cock out to gaze down at his fucked hole. you use your fingers to scoop up your leaking cum and push it back into him, he whines quietly, his ass shaking with the stimulation. gently, you lift him up into your embrace, placing a kiss on his head. his eyes flutter open, dried tears, messy hair, swelling lips, totally fucked out—but he smiles, tracing a line down your face with his finger, stopping at your jawline and pulls you in for another kiss.
he pulls back, cutely smiling like he didn’t just get his guts rearranged, “i’m very responsible, you see.”
you laugh, already scooping him up into a bridal carry to the bathroom.
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