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If there’s one thing Eli loves, it’s looking at naked women.
Watching porn, more specifically. He didn’t have many opportunities to look at naked women in person. If he did, he would definitely love that too. He watches at least one porno a day. Any less, and he feels agitated and antsy.
He’s actually watching one right now. The smoking hot blonde bombshell is on her back, legs spread to invite the man to go between them. He does eagerly, nudging her legs further apart to fit his larger frame. One of his hands is next to her head, holding him steady. The other trails down the woman’s body. He places a deep kiss on her lips. The camera trails down to a full body shot of the both of them. His hard dick drags against her thigh.
“Fuck yeah,” Eli mumbled to himself.
The real show is about to begin. Any moment now he’s going to stick it in her and make magic happen.
Eli’s cell phone then started ringing next to him, ringtone letting him know that it’s Klitz calling him.
He perked up at the sound and sat up further. Not bothering to pause the masterpiece of a film on his TV, he flipped open the phone and held it to his ear.
“Hey dude, what’s up?” He asked casually.
Klitz answered just as casually, “Hey, I was just wondering if your parents were making anything for dinner today.”
Eli smiled to himself. Sounded like Klitz wanted to hang out.
“Nah. Mom didn’t mention anything this morning, so it’s nothing I can’t get out of. Why?”
“I’m just really craving some nuggets from McDonald’s. If you want to join-”
A high pitched moan came from the TV. Eli looked back at the screen to see a shot of the male actor repeatedly thrusting in and out of the woman. He missed the money shot. Damn it, Klitz.
“Really, man?” Klitz asked with annoyance in his tone.
Eli huffed a laugh.
“What’s wrong?” He asked despite knowing exactly why Klitz was annoyed.
Klitz sighed through the phone before answering, “You know I don’t like it when you watch that shit while you talk to me. You better not be jacking off right now.”
He actually wasn’t jacking off right now. He rarely jacked off to porn. It was more of an aesthetic thing for Eli. He felt like if he jacked off to porn every time he would lose his stamina. That would be a disservice to his future girlfriend. So, instead, he frequently enjoyed porn to appreciate the art form and take note of the different directing styles.
Maybe he should start taking notes. He does want to continue his movie making career after all.
Eli looked around for a pen while answering, “No, I’m not jacking off. I wouldn’t do that while talking to you, Klitz. That’s kind of gay.”
He stood up and shuffled over to his desk, where a pen and notebook sat. He grabbed them and returned to his bed, now sitting cross-legged with the notebook on his lap.
“Sometimes I don’t get you, man,” Klitz said after a brief moment of silence.
Ignoring the comment, Eli said, “Honestly, I’m surprised you’re not more interested in porn now that you’ve been in one.”
He heard Klitz scoff, “It wasn’t a real porno.”
“Sure it was! You got your dick touched on film by a pornstar. Your enormous dick, by the way,” Eli quickly replied, not willing to let Klitz downplay his achievement.
Klitz groaned and said, “Dude, come on…”
For some reason, dear Klitzy got all embarrassed when Eli brought up his huge dick. With anyone else at school, Klitz would accept all sorts of compliments and high-fives with a big grin on his face when his dick was brought up. But when it was Eli, his face would get all red and he’d tell him to shut up.
“No, you come on! You’re living my dream of getting my big dick sucked by a pornstar and you act like it wasn’t even a huge deal,” Eli complained.
On the screen, the actors were switching positions. Eli couldn’t even bother paying attention at the moment.
“She didn’t suck my dick, she just put a condom on it,” Klitz said, exasperated.
Eli leaned forward, agitation on his face even though Klitz wouldn’t be able to see it.
“Not even after prom? April was so into you,” Eli asked with genuine curiosity.
“No, she just made out with Ferrari all night. You were there, idiot,” Klitz replied.
“You know what, I was there. And you didn’t even try to fuck her! You just wanted to go to bed. What are you, a fag?” Eli complained loudly over the forgotten porno still playing in the background.
“You didn’t try to fuck Ferrari either. What does that make you?” Klitz asked, sounding even more annoyed now.
Eli huffed and moved the phone over to his other ear. His hand was getting tired.
“I had work to do. I had to produce the film. The film with your huge dick in it.”
Klitz ignored the bait, “You didn’t produce shit after prom. You went to bed with me.”
“...Whatever. I’ll meet you at McDonalds in like an hour,” Eli said and hung up the phone before Klitz could say anything else.
He sighed in annoyance and flopped back onto his bed. The pen and notebook fell off of the bed during the movement. Eli could feel how warm his face was. Stupid Klitz must have remembered the night wrong. Klitz and his giant, enormous dick.
Eli’s eyes went back to the porn playing on his TV. The girl licked the underside of the man’s dick before swallowing it whole like an anaconda. He scoffed at the screen. What kind of porn starts with pounding and then moves into a BJ? That goes with the foreplay, not after the main event.
The man groaned and shoved his hand into her hair to guide her back onto his cock.
Eli felt his own dick twitch with interest. Now that was a pleasant surprise. He has become desensitized enough that porn normally doesn’t even make him hard anymore. Maybe he’s just agitated and the adrenaline from that rushed right to his dick.
He leaned back and moved his hands to unbutton his jeans. Then he lifted his hips to pull his jeans and boxers low enough to access himself.
He definitely has enough time to rub one out before meeting Klitz for dinner.
After spitting in his hand, Eli wrapped it around his dick and slowly started bringing himself to becoming fully hard. His eyes flicked back towards the screen. The woman brings her head up and down steadily, leaving the man’s cock slick with her spit.
Eli looked past her other features and focused on her mouth and how her lips wrapped around his dick. Eli matched her pace with his hand.
She drew back to the tip before plunging down until her nose touched his pubes.
Grinning to himself, Eli realized that Klitz’s dick was a few inches bigger than this guy’s dick. If that dick was Klitz’s dick, the woman wouldn’t be able to reach his pelvis without gagging. Eli is very proud of him. If Klitz was actually interested in porn, he would be a star.
Eli felt his breath hitch at the pleasure his hand was giving him and he threw his head back. He stroked himself a little faster, stopping occasionally to play with the head. He spread the precum that beaded out down the length.
He looked back down at the screen. The woman drew back off of his dick and stood up. Then she moved to straddle the man’s lap. Eli sighed and closed his eyes. He was really into the blow job now and he didn’t want it to end so soon. In his head he imagined that the man was still getting his big dick sucked.
The woman in the porn moaned and Eli mentally shushed her. She was ruining his train of thought.
In his head, he was staring at the man’s dick, now about eight inches long compared to his real five or so inches. His hand gripped around the base and started jerking himself off in tune with Eli’s hand. Eli imagined the woman dropping back to her knees and smiling up at the man before opening her mouth to invite him to shove himself in. Eli groaned at the gesture.
He smiled back down at her nervously and used his free hand to move some of his long hair out of his face to see her better.
Whoa, wait a minute. The real porn actor didn’t look like that.
Eli’s dick twitched in his hand when his brain confirmed that, yes, he is imagining that Klitz is about to receive a blow job.
The real porn star’s moan came from the TV’s speakers. Eli watched in fascination as the imaginary Klitz made a moan of his own. It sounded kind of like when he groaned on the phone earlier, but more breathy and higher pitched. It was more like a whimper than a moan.
A shaky breath left Eli and it felt like his heart stopped for a moment. His hand, however, did not stop.
Klitz moved his hand up and down a few more times before guiding himself into the woman’s mouth. He moaned again as she sunk down as far as she could. She couldn’t go the whole way and pulled back. She pressed a small kiss to the tip.
An aggravating high-pitched squeal came from the TV. Eli swore under his breath and felt around his covers. He refused to open his eyes while he looked for the remote, afraid that he would lose the scene he came up with. Once he found the remote, he pressed the power button, silencing the TV.
He shifted back onto the bed, hand moving back to his dick. Eli moved his head to the side and groaned into his pillow at the sensation.
In his imagination, the woman was gone. She didn’t deserve to be here now that she almost ruined the whole thing. Instead, Klitz went back to stroking himself.
He was now laying in bed rather than standing up. He jerked himself off quickly. His face was scrunched up in pleasure, glasses slightly askew. His breath came out in quick pants.
Eli watched eagerly. Any of his critical thinking skills went out the window the moment he heard Klitz moan. It was more interesting to his dick than any porn he has ever watched.
“Eli…” Imaginary Klitz said, almost another moan.
He looked away from Klitz’s dick and up at his face. He didn’t say anything, but Klitz met his eyes and took his attention as an answer to his call.
“You’re so dirty, aren’t you? Watching your best friend get himself off,” He said so close to Eli’s ear.
Eli shivered at the warm breath hitting his ear.
Eli just now realized that in his head, they were lying next to each other on the bed, and watching each other get off.
“Jesus Christ, Klitz. I… honestly don’t know why this is happening,” Eli replied.
Klitz hummed and then groaned again. Eli wasn’t looking, but he could feel Klitz’s hips thrust up into his hand.
“Does it matter why? It feels good, doesn’t it?” Klitz said, still looking into Eli’s eyes.
Then, he lifted his free hand up and Eli stopped breathing again. He was expecting Klitz to touch him, but instead he removed his glasses and set them mindlessly on the nightstand next to the bed.
Klitz noticed his expression and smirked.
“Do you want to touch me, Eli?” He asked with mock-innocence.
Eli swallowed hard and looked back down to where Klitz was slowly stroking his big dick.
Something in his brain was telling him that this was wrong, but Eli pushed it violently away.
He bit his lip for a moment before looking back up to Klitz’s face and said, “I really do… please”
Klitz’s smile softened and he reached back up to run his hand through Eli’s hair. Eli closed his eyes to fully appreciate the feeling. He then felt a pair of lips brush against his forehead. If Eli’s heart could beat any faster he would have a heart attack.
The lips left and against his ear, Eli heard, “Good. I want to see your pretty lips stretched around me.”
Eli almost came right there, but forced his hand to stop before it could happen.
Continuing the scene, imaginary Eli nodded desperately and scrambled to get off of the bed. Klitz sat up and scooted so that he could sit at the foot of the bed. Eli stood naked in front of him, looking down at Klitz’s face. He can tell that his own face was completely red in both embarrassment and anticipation.
Klitz met his eyes and began to lazily touch himself again. He raised an eyebrow.
“What’s wrong, Eli? Am I too big for you?” He asked almost mockingly.
Eli shook his head quickly and dropped to his knees.
“God, no. I love how big you are,” Eli replied with a hint of desperation.
Klitz huffed out a laugh and spread his legs wider to welcome Eli. Eli shuffled between them and placed one of his hands on his thigh. His mouth was less than a foot away from his friend’s large hard cock.
The real Eli swallowed the spit that built up in his mouth.
Back in his fantasy, he shuddered when Klitz ran his hand through his hair again. The hand stilled and gripped a handful of the strands, pulling against Eli’s scalp enough to have it sting.
Eli couldn’t stop the moan that escaped his lips.
Klitz looked delighted by the noise and his dick twitched in front of Eli’s face.
They met each other's eyes for a second. Then Eli moved forward and licked the top of Klitz’s huge dick.
Klitz threw his head back and grunted. His hips thrust forward, and Eli’s mouth dragged down the side of his dick until he hit his balls as a result. Eli pulled back and licked the tip again.
“Come on, Eli. Just take it already,” Klitz pleaded impatiently from above him.
He nodded and opened his mouth wider to bring his dick into it. Klitz moaned above him again and used the grip in his hair to bring Eli’s head closer. His mouth was quickly full of cock and he groaned around it.
Pulling back, Eli moved so that he was almost off of Klitz’s dick before plunging back in. He repeated this motion a few times, Klitz thrusted forward to meet his movements.
“You’re so good at sucking cock, Eli. God, you were made for it,” Klitz said above him breathlessly.
Eli felt himself getting close after hearing the praise. He started touching himself and moved at the same pace of his sucking. His own moans were drowned out by Klitz’s.
“Fuck… I’m going to cum down your throat. That’s how good you are. And I bet you’re going to love it too, aren’t you?” Klitz said from above him.
From below, Eli nodded enthusiastically around him. He couldn’t even comprehend how much he wanted Klitz to finish in his mouth. He moved his hand faster around himself.
Klitz moaned loudly and forced Eli further onto his dick until he was touching the back of his throat. Eli braced himself as his mouth was filled with a salty, bitter taste.
Eli was suddenly brought out of his fantasy as he shuddered violently and came onto his t-shirt.
He could feel his heart beating wildly and his breath coming out quickly. After a moment, he removed his hand from his dick and wiped it on the already ruined shirt. His eyes were locked onto the ceiling while his body relaxed.
That was the hardest he came in years… And it was to the thought of sucking off his best friend.
Eli felt nauseous as shame quickly replaced any bliss he was experiencing a minute ago. He sat up, pulled his shirt off as fast as he could, and threw it across the room. Refusing to look at that corner of the room now, he pulled his pants and boxers back up to cover himself.
“Holy shit,” He whispered to himself as he began fully comprehending what happened.
That was gross, nasty, and horrible… And probably not his fault.
Yeah, Klitz is the one that called him while he was watching porn and reminded him of his dick size. He infected his head into this weird mindset. He would be a good cult leader as well as a good porn star.
Eli covered his mouth with his hand and his eyes went wide at the realization that he has to face Klitz in-
He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
In about fifteen minutes.
Shaking his head, he began to panic. How could he look his best friend in the eyes? He would be sitting across from Klitz, about to eat one of his fries, and then suddenly see his dick in his hand.
This wouldn’t be a problem if he was about to hang out with a girl and jacked off to her fifteen minutes ago. That would be a welcome intrusive thought. Not sucking her dick, which she wouldn’t have, but sucking her… tits? Yeah, tits. Big beautiful tits. Tits that Klitz doesn’t have, because he’s a guy.
Eli cringed. How did he let himself imagine him and Klitz in that scenario? He was the farthest thing from gay. He watched porn every day and voiced his desire to fuck women every day. What is wrong with him?
Doesn’t matter. He’s going to go to McDonald’s with Klitz and will ask out the first hot girl he sees there. And he’ll do it right in front of Klitz. That’ll show him.
His phone started ringing and it made Eli jump. The ringtone gave away that it was Klitz again. His heart leapt into his throat. Eli felt like he was about to puke.
Instinctively, he held down the button to shut his phone off.
Never mind, he isn’t going to McDonald’s. No other reason why, he just isn’t hungry anymore.