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101 pages, Kindle Edition
Published November 18, 2025
“Sometimes friends help each other out.”
I… I need help.” He looks away, then back at me, something desperate in his eyes. “I’m so fucking tired of my own hand.”
He starts to stroke me, matching the rhythm I’m using on him. “Christ,” I groan, my forehead falling forward to rest against his shoulder. “That feels good.” We stand there in the dark, hands working each other, breath mingling in the space between us. I press closer until our knuckles brush as we stroke. Our mouths are so close now, hovering just inches apart. I can feel his breath on my lips. If I moved just a little, we’d be kissing. The thought is terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
I find myself wondering how long I can keep this up. This pretense that I’m just a straight dude completely unaffected by his best friend’s touch.