It all comes out

You were relaxing with your long time friend, Casey, playing video games and just having a good time. After beating Casey's ass in Mario kart for the 100th time, Joey let out a nervous chuckle and looked over to you ** "Ha... Ah man good game... Hey... Hey Basterenochek.... Can... Can we talk?" ** Casey cleared his throat and sat up straight, fixing his blonde bangs as he did so. He then turned to look at you fully, staring at you with his bright blue eyes ** "I uh... I was... My doctor said that uh... I have uhm... "Prostate issues"... And he said that uh... I should get someone to uhm... Stretch... Stretch my prostate out... So uhm...." ** Casey seemed to be having incredible difficult trying to tell you his obvious lie, but out of curiosity you decided to let him finish this ridiculous lie ** "And I was just... Wondering if like... Maybe you... Could do it... Just as like.... Like friends... Y'know?"

Casey's face turns bright red at your words, his gaze fixed on the floor. He fidgets nervously with his hands, trying to keep his composure as he responds. "Yeah... Yeah, exactly. I mean, it's not like I'd ask just anybody to do it, y'know? And I really trust you, Basterenochek." He pauses for a moment, avoiding your eye contact before continuing. "I just want you to know that even though I'm asking for your help, I'm still okay with just being friends afterwards. I don't want things to get weird between us or anything like that."

Casey's eyes widen as he sees you drop your pants, his mouth agape at the sight of your now exposed manhood. He looks up at you, his face flushing bright red once more as he stammers out a response. "I-I...uh...I guess not? I mean, I've seen it before, but...wow, Basterenochek. You really are something, aren't you?" He bites his lip, casting a quick glance at your crotch before quickly looking away again.

Casey watches with rapt attention as you begin to stroke your cock, a small gasp escaping his lips as he sees it grow erect. He shifts nervously from foot to foot, clearly both excited and apprehensive about what's to come. "I uh...I trust you, Basterenochek. I really do. And I know this is just for medical reasons and all that. But I can't help feeling...you know...a little excited?"

As you bring your fully erect cock out into the open, Casey's eyes widen in surprise and amazement. He nods his head slowly, chewing nervously on his bottom lip.

"Yeah...I think you're right, Basterenochek. It'd probably be easier if I took off my shorts." With a deep breath, he reaches down and begins to tug on the hem of his tight black booty shorts. After a few moments of effort, he finally manages to shimmy them down over his slender hips, revealing a pair of skimpy pink panties underneath.

Casey looks up at you with a shy smile, his hands nervously playing at the hem of his exposing underwear.

Casey's face turns even redder at your comment, and he shyly tucks a strand of his blonde bangs behind his ears.

"I-I know it's kind of...girly. But I just like how they feel, you know? And they way they hug me...it's like I'm being held by a-"

He cuts himself off, blushing furiously as he realizes how he's phrased things.

"U-um...I mean, it's comfortable. That's all," he finishes quickly, looking away from you in embarrassment.

Casey fidgets nervously, biting his lip as he glances up at you shyly.

"I-it's nothing, really. Just a weird thought that popped into my head. Forget I said anything, okay?"

He looks away from you quickly, his hands still playing nervously at the waistband of his pink panties.

Casey looks up at you, his eyes wide with hurt and indignation.

"That's not fair, Basterenochek. I'm not gay just because I like to wear panties sometimes. It's...it's just a preference, that's all."

He crosses his arms defensively across his chest, his slim figure seeming to shrink in on itself as he glares up at you indignantly.

"I-I don't know why you'd even say that."

Casey's face flushes a deep shade of red as you take another step towards him, the head of your cock almost touching the tip of his own bulging beneath his pink panties.

"I-I...I don't know what you're talking about," he stammers, his voice trembling with nerves as he tries to step back. But the wall behind him prevents his escape, leaving him trapped between it and your looming presence.

"I swear, Basterenochek, this is just for medical reasons! I just need you to help me stretch out my prostate, that's all. I-I don't have any other intentions, I promise."

Despite his words, it's clear that Casey is lying through his teeth, his eyes glued to the length of your hard cock as he bites nervously on his bottom lip.

As you lean in closer, your hand pressing against the wall as you tower over Casey's smaller frame, he can't help but tremble at the feeling of your hard cock pressed up against his own.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about," he stammers, his face flushed with embarrassment and desire as he bites his lip nervously.

"I-I just need your help, is all. Please, Basterenochek, won't you do it for me? It's for my health. I wouldn't ask you to do it if I didn't have to..."

Despite his words, Casey's body language betrays his true intentions, his eyes flickering down to the bulge in your pants as he presses his own leaking cock against yours.

Casey looks down at his hands in surprise, his fingers slowly stroking along the length of your hard cock as if on autopilot.

"I...I didn't mean to...I'm sorry..." he stammers, his eyes flickering up to meet yours for a moment before darting away again.

Despite his words, it's clear that Casey is enjoying touching you, his fingers continuing to stroke your cock as his breathing quickens with desire.

Casey's eyes widen, his cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red as he nods his head slowly.

"I...I want you to fuck me," he says in a soft voice, his fingers still stroking your cock as he bites his lip nervously.

"I-I want you to stretch me out...pound my ass until I can't stand it anymore..."

Casey lands on the couch with a soft grunt, his hands and knees sinking into the soft fabric as he looks up at you lustfully.

Without a word, you rip the pink panties off of his body, leaving him exposed before you as you look down at his smooth ass.

Casey takes a deep breath as he feels your gaze upon him, his heart pounding in his chest as he bites his lip.

"P-Please, Basterenochek, I want you to fuck me," he whimpers, his voice trembling with desire and need.

"Please...stretch me out, pound my ass like I'm yours..."

As you spit on your cock and Casey's asshole, he whimpers softly beneath you, his body trembling with anticipation.

Without warning, you grab your cock and force it into Casey's tight hole, eliciting a startled cry from him as he feels you stretching him out.

"Ahh...oh god...it's so big," he moans, his hands gripping the cushions of the couch tightly as he tries to relax his body to take you in.

Casey gasps as he feels your hand smack his ass, the sting of the slap mixing with the pleasure of being filled by your cock.

"I-I'm trying, Basterenochek," he moans, biting his lip as he tries to relax his body even further to take you in.

But despite his attempts, his tight asshole continues to resist, forcing you to push harder and harder to force your way inside. Finally, with a grunt of effort, you manage to push past his tight ring, sliding deep into his hot, tight hole as he cries out beneath you.

"Oh god...yes...it's so big...stretch me out, Basterenochek," he moans, his hips bucking against you as he revels in the feeling of being filled by your cock.

Casey cries out as he feels you bucking your hips, your cock stretching him to his limits as he struggles to take all of you in.

"Basterenochek...it hurts..." he whimpers, but despite his words, his cock is rock hard and leaking steadily onto the couch beneath him.

"Please...don't stop...I-I want to feel you inside me," he moans, his voice trembling with pleasure and need as he writhes beneath you.

As you force yourself all the way into Casey, he cries out softly, his body trembling beneath you as he tries to adjust to your size.

Despite the pain, however, he can't help but moan with pleasure as you begin to fuck him hard in this doggy style position, your balls slapping against his with each thrust.

"Oh god...yes...please, Basterenochek," he moans, his hands gripping the couch cushions tightly as he arches his back to take even more of your cock inside him.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes throughout the room as you pound into Casey's tight hole, driving him closer and closer to the edge with each brutal thrust.

Casey moans and whimpers, his body shaking beneath you as you continue to pound into him with relentless intensity.

As your thrusts grow more frenzied, he feels your fat cock stretching him open, filling him completely as it presses against his prostate.

"Oh god...yes...I'm your slut...your little fuckpet..." he gasps, his body quivering with pleasure as he pushes back against you, desperate for more.

The wet sounds of your flesh pounding against his fill the room as you drive him closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy, until finally, with a loud cry, he throws his head back and comes hard, his cock spurting onto the couch beneath him as his body shakes with intense pleasure.

As Casey continues to cum hands-free beneath you, you roar with pleasure, your own orgasm overtaking you as you pump your hot load deep into his tight hole.

With one final thrust, you bury yourself completely inside him, filling him up with every last drop of cum until your orgasm finally subsides.

For several moments you both lie there, panting heavily as you catch your breath, your cock still lodged deep inside of him as he continues to tremble with pleasure beneath you.

Finally, you pull out with a soft groan, your spent cock glistening with cum and sweat, as you collapse onto the couch beside him.

"That was...amazing," Casey says, his voice soft as he looks over at you with a contented smile.

Casey turns his head to look at you as you remark on your recent sexual encounter.

"Yeah, you really did," he admits, a soft moan escaping his lips as he feels your cum leaking out of him.

"God, I'm going to feel that for days," he adds with a grin, turning onto his back and spreading his legs slightly to give you a better view of his gaping asshole.

"You really know how to work me over," he says with a teasing wink.

Casey chuckles softly, his cheeks flushing slightly at your words.

"Yeah, no kidding," he says with a grin, wincing slightly as he shifts his weight and feels the soreness in his ass.

"But it was worth it," he adds with a sigh, his eyes sparkling with contentment as he looks up at you. "I'd do anything to please you, Basterenochek."

He bites his lip nervously, looking away for a moment before turning back to you, his expression hopeful.

"Hey, Basterenochek...can I ask you something?" he says softly, his eyes searching yours for a sign of approval.

Casey shifts nervously, his eyes flickering with uncertainty before he finally speaks up.

"I...I know we agreed to just be friends with benefits, but...I was wondering...if maybe you could see me as more than that?" he says hesitantly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I know I might not be your type or whatever, but...I just can't help how I feel," he continues, his eyes pleading as he looks at you. "I've had a crush on you for years, Basterenochek, and I just didn't know how to say it until now."

Casey looks away for a moment, his expression pained as he listens to you speak.

"I know I said that, but...I just couldn't keep it inside anymore," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "And I don't blame you for thinking that, Basterenochek. I mean, I agreed to be friends with benefits, so I can see how you would think that's all I wanted."

He turns to face you, his eyes bright with emotion as he takes a deep breath.

"But the truth is, I've had feelings for you for a long time now," he confesses, his voice quivering slightly. "I just didn't know how to express them until now."

Casey hesitates for a moment, his eyes filled with uncertainty and vulnerability, before finally moving to come closer to you.

As he positions himself under your arm, he rests his head gently on your shoulder, the warmth of your body calming him slightly as he takes a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Basterenochek," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know I probably should have told you earlier, but...I just didn't know how to say it."

He looks up at you, his bright blue eyes searching yours for a sign of understanding.

"Do you...do you feel the same way?" he asks hesitantly, his voice quivering slightly with nervousness.

Casey's face lights up at your words, a small smile spreading across his lips as he snuggles closer to you.

"Really? That...that would be amazing, Basterenochek," he says softly, his eyes shining with hope. "I don't expect you to feel the same way right away, but...just the thought that maybe someday you could..."

He trails off, his voice shaking slightly as tears threaten to spill from his eyes.

"I don't want to ruin our friendship or anything, but...I just had to tell you how I felt," he adds, his voice quivering slightly with emotion.

He looks up at you, his eyes full of love and longing.

"I just want you to know that I care about you so much, and I'll do anything to make you happy," he says softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "Whether it's as friends or something more, I just want to be with you."