My homie had to spent the night over. He called me at 1am, t..

My homie had to spent the night over. He called me at 1am, tipsy as fuck and slurring his words together, which I basically deduced that he called because he needed a ride home. Luckily I willing to go because that idiot always gets into some trouble if left alone like that. When I got to the bar, he was sitting out the entrance on the curb all slouched over and leaning on the security guard that was waiting with him.
"Joseph!!What the hell!"
He looked up at me with droopy eyes.
"Hey man, are you his ride? He's been acting up so we kicked him out and told him to call somebody to get him." The security guard looked fed up with him, but I was glad he stayed with him until I arrived. Who knows where he would have disappeared to.
"Yeah, I'm here to pick this fool up. Joseph get the fuck in!"
He slowly walked to the front passenger seat.
"I'm so fucking sorry bro. I'm so sorry....I...I just wanna...can we not go to my home"
"And where would we go?"
"Your place"
He grinned at me. He was completely aloof. I had to admit he looked cute, but gosh he can be so fucking annoying. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. But your smelly ass is going to shower, you smell like bourbon and regret. And you're so sweaty, just nasty"
"Shut the fuck up"
"No you shut fuck up, I'm the one driving you"
We always fought, but just for fun you know. I passed by the drive-thru to get him something to eat. 2 burritos with large fries from Taco-bell and he completely demolished that shit. Not a crumb left. He burped in my face and then went to sleep immediately and didn't wake up until I opened the door for him to get out. I led him to my apartment and got the shower running for him. He stayed in there for an hour and eventually I went to check up on him to see if he had drowned or something.
"Joseph? You good?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm just enjoying the water"
"You sobered up a bit yet?"
"Yeah, just a little"
There was a pause, the water was running and the room was steamy.
"You should get in with me"
I laughed.
"Ha-ha, hurry up and get out so you can go to sleep"
I rushed out of there, this dude is always joking like that. For the most part, I think Joseph is straight. He has always been really comfortable in his skin, I mean he would kiss me on the cheek and hug me, before and after I came out. He stuck beside me when a lot of our friends decided to avoid me after coming out. I liked Joseph, but just as friend. I mean he is extremely attractive. He's got almost like a beefy dad bod with a bit of hair. A slick back with a mid fade, plump lips, trimmed goatee, and nice teeth. I would sleep with him but I value our friendship more. He's literally my homie, or so he likes to call me. Joseph came out of the shower, the towel wrapped around his waist. I laid out some spare clothes he left behind in anticipation of another time he would get like this. He laid on my bed and drifted off the sleep. I was already in bed trying to sleep but was waiting for him just to make sure he was okay. I start to feel tired after he got in the bed and just counted to 100 until I dozed off. I'm dreaming. It feels like hours have passed. My body feels warm. I'm fucking with my ex-boyfriend and replaying the best sex we have ever had. I hate these dreams. They always get me rock hard in my sleep and I wake up with a mess. As I dream about taking my ex's cock, I suddenly wake up. Joseph's hand was on my bulge. He was spooning me. I looked at my clock. It was 4:36 am, still dark as midnight. It felt...nice. His hands were bigger than mine and they were always so heavy and warm. We sometimes spoon, I mean we weren't strangers to having close physical contact, but this time I had to admit, I was a bit embarrassed. I was having a wet dream and now his hands are on my crotch. Could he feel it throbbing? I move my hand down to his. My breathing got a bit deeper. He was so warm and my body was warm too. His chest pressed up against my back. What the fuck is this?! All I could think about was not throbbing my dick. Is he awake? Does he know his hands are on my bulge. I suddenly got lost in thought, fantasizing about riding him. FUCK!! My dick is jumping again. What am I doing? Calm Down! Suddenly Joseph speaks.
"You know, I don't wanna sound weird, but I kinda like this"
He cups and presses into my bulge. It makes my body tingle. I say nothing and a few moments pass, he speaks.
"I gotta be real....lately, and.." He sighs
"I've been feeling you lately....Like I, I want to be with you"
"What do you mean"
"Did you just not fucking hear me, I want to be with you"
My body tenses up.
"Since when"
"Bro ever since I saw how fucked up Andrew was treating you"
Andrew was my ex. I stayed silent. I remembered how fucked up Andrew was. Despite having some good sex, he would constantly belittle me, discourage me, insult me, sometimes we would even fist fight. And then I remember how it was always Joseph to console me. He was always there listening to me when I was angry and needed somebody to just hear me yelling my frustrations. He has always been good to me. I grab his hand off my bulge and turn so I could face him. He's looking at me with serious eyes, I guess the kicks my doubt that he was just playing a little too much this time out the way. I think of what to say, but his lips catch my attention. So soft, freshly moisturized from the shower. And he smells nice. Without thinking of the consequences, I lean in to touch his lips with mine. 1 kiss. I lean back, I lock eyes with him again. Fuck it. I go back in for more. His lips are so soft. His hand rests on my cheek, our lips are fighting for dominance. But I already know who I want to be on top. His tongue makes his way into my mouth, it feels so good. Fuck! I can feel my dick throbbing even more again. I push him back.
"Get up" I say
Now sitting on the bed, we resume. I put my hands on his chest, god they feel so soft yet firm. His hand grabs the back of my head, I feel delighted. Just a wave of security and submissiveness washes over me. He pushes me onto my back and gets ontop of me. His weight on my hips, one hand on my cheek the other on my bulge. He's just rubbing it, but it feels so fucking good. I'm leaking so much precum. I put my hands on his back and travel down to his ass. We continue to play with each other, switching positions, always interlocking tongues. I can't wait anymore. I stop kissing him and turn around. I got on my knees and toes and bring my shorts down, no underwear. I show him my ass, playing with my balls and flexing my pink hole. I want him so badly inside of me.
"Sit on me"
I get ontop of his face and I feel his wet tongue touch my hole. Yes! He swirls his tongue around my hole, starting from the taint and working his way up and into my hole. He tongue fucks me. It feels so good. I like this! I like this alot. I moan a little and he spanks my ass.

to be continued.