Sudden Urges

(All characters are 18+ and fictional. Hope you enjoy this quick-ish story!)

Your phone lights up the pitch black room. A buzz fills the air. You quickly wipe the tears from your face and take one last swig of your beer. 'Gotta shape up,' you tell yourself. The phone shows your friend Casey calling.

"Hello?" You answer, trying to hide my sadness.

"Hey there, are you doin okay?" Casey asked in a soft tone.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just chilling."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" He paused for a moment and sighed.

"Well, I saw Amanda's Snapchat story." You sat in silence for a moment, attempting to regain your composure. She really posted it for everyone to see?! How could she? She promised she wouldn't tell. "Are you there?"

"Yeah... I just." You sighed, "What did she say?"

"I don't think you want to--"

"I need to know." You interrupted. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sound so mean."

"How about you come over, yeah? Get you out of the house?" You thought about it. It would definitely be nice to go out. But it's already late. And you can't drive after drinking.

"I dunno. Honestly, I been drinking so."

"I'll come over then. And hey, drink some water. I know you're not." You wanted to protest, but he was right. Whenever you get like this you don't care about taking care of yourself.

About 20 minutes later, you heard a soft knock on your apartment door. You make your way to the door, wobbling as you go. You were more tipsy than you thought. He knocks one more time before you open the door. It took you off guard seeing him dressed how he is.

He's wearing tight black yoga shorts and a white t-shirt. His black curly hair and soft blue eyes on top of the outfit almost made him look... cute? You shook the thought out of your head. 'It's just the drinks,' you tell yourself. 'Besides, he's my friend.'

He doesn't wait for an invitation to come inside. His hand lightly touched your shoulder and he looked up at you and gently asked, "Are you okay?" Your eyes start to well up and you can't control yourself.

"I thought she'd be better than this." At this point, you're crying. Casey pulled your arm and led you into the living room where he sat you down on the couch.

"I know. I know. Listen, if that's what made her break up with you, then it's better this way. She doesn't deserve you." You wipe away your tears and take another swig from the nearly empty bottle. Casey grabbed the bottle and set it on the table. "Let's take a break from this, mkay?" You nod your head. "I'm gonna get you a glass of water, stay here." He patted your thigh twice before walking off towards the kitchen.

Everything happened so fast with Amanda. You fell for each other hard in the beginning and maybe rushed things a bit too much. When you're really into someone, it can blind you. Having sex almost every time you're around each other. Spending almost all of your free time together and blowing off plans to do so. Moving in together only after a few months. You both ignored red flags in each other instead of talking about it. But talking about things isn't your strong suit anyways.

Casey walked back in the living room with a glass of water. He sat down close to you, leaning against your legs. "Drink this. You need it." You take it and start drinking the entire glass. "Woah, calm down. You're gonna be--" Suddenly, you start gagging. Casey acts fast and quickly walks you into the bathroom. You collapse onto the floor in front of the toilet. Casey sits on the floor next to you and holds you.

"What is wrong with me?" You say while crying.

"Oh there's nothing wrong with you. C'mere." Casey grabs your head and pulls you into his chest for a hug. "It's not fair. I know it's not. I got you." He holds you for what felt like hours. You pull your head from his chest.

"I'm sorry, I think I got some on your shirt."

"You don't have to worry about that right now. Let's get you in bed hm?" You nod your head. Casey stands and tries pulling you up from the ground. The strained look on his face made you laugh. "You're heavy! Don't laugh at me." He giggled as you stood up. Standing up so quickly made the world spin around you.

"Woah."

"Careful there big boy. I got you." Casey holds onto your hip and has another arm around your back. At this point, the drinks and your own exhaustion are all hitting you at once. You feel yourself leaning into Casey more and more as you get closer to your room.

By the time Casey got you to your room, you were basically being dragged. The memories are fuzzy from the point. You feel Casey pulling off your shirt and replacing it with a new one. You felt him pull off your pants and help you cover up in bed. Right as Casey starts leaving, you grab his arm. "Wait... don't go."

"Let me get a new shirt and I'll be right there I promise." He walks away from your reach. You want to protest, but you're all out of energy. Right before you pass out, you feel the bed move as if someone was getting into it. Then you feel a warm body next to yours.

--

You wake up with a throbbing headache. You feel like shit, but that's what happens when you drink like that. Suddenly, you feel someone in the bed moving next to you. Their leg is on top of yours with their arm on your chest.

You look down at this person's black curly hair and, it's Casey?

"Good morning sleepy head." Suddenly all of the thoughts come to you from last night. You almost forgot Casey came over. In most cases, you would freak out over this scenario, but it was different with Casey.

"Oh, g'morning." Casey raised his head.

"You okay?" He slowly rubs your chest.

"Yeah, I just wasn't expecting... this."

"Do you want me to go?"

"No, no. It's not a bad thing. Just... different." Casey set his head onto your chest. It did feel good. It felt right. Now you feel a little subconscious. Waking up usually is a little... awkward for others around. The bulge in your pants diverts your attention from Casey. His knee is pushed right against your bulge. Does he know?

"I'm happy you let me stay. And I think maybe someone else is happy I'm here too." Casey just slightly moved his knee against your bulge. He raises his head and smirks. His hand slowly moved down your body. He looked down as he rested his hand on your bulge.

The feeling of someone else touching you like this is overpowering. The look of hunger on Casey's face encourages you to let him continue. He grips your bulge and rubs your chest. His pretty blue eyes and messy black hair look even cuter now. Casey pulls the covers off of both of you. He slowly moves lower down your body, kissing down as he goes. He stops when his mouth reaches your groin. He kisses your bulge and it bounces in response.

"Happy to see you too." Casey giggled. "Can I?" You nod your head. At this point you're hypnotized by Casey. He arched his back and rested on his knees. His face being directly on your crotch. This perfect pose turns you on so much. The way he was face down with his cute butt inviting someone to play with. He wears an oversize t-shirt that slid down his body, revealing his curvy hips. The dolphin shorts on top of that was almost too much for you.

Casey takes his time playing with you. Savoring every second. His lips and hands take turns caressing your bulge. Almost like a dance of temptation. Casey pulls on your waistband and you instinctively raise your hips. He pulls your underwear off with one swift motion. Your cock slapped your stomach. Casey widened his eyes and grabbed it. You weren't exactly pornstar size, but you weren't small either. 6 inches wasn't the biggest around, but it's still above average. Casey whispered under his breath, 'Perfect,' as he grabbed it. You throbbed in response. His hands make you feel even bigger than normal.

"I've been waiting for this for so long. You're so sexy. Amanda is missing out." Casey kissed your cock and started stroking it. His loud kissing up and down your shaft sounded unbelievably hot. Casey's eyes shut and just enjoyed playing with you. Your hands run through his curly hair, encouraging him to go further. You've never had someone genuinely enjoy playing with your cock like Casey does.

His lips wrap around the tip and just barely licks it. His tongue travels down your cock before he sucks on one of your balls. His mouth moved like he has done this a hundred times, but this felt special. The feeling of having your balls sucked while being stroked was so much. Casey was determined to make you feel good.

"Please."

"Please what?" Casey teased.

"Please, I need it." You moaned. He slowed down his stroking.

"Tell me what you want, big boy."

"Please, suck it. I need it so bad."

"Oh? You want me to suck it?" Casey bit his lip, savoring the fact that he's making you beg for him.

"Please Casey. I can't take it." Casey giggled. His tongue playfully moved around your tip. You felt so sensitive from his touch. As his lips wrap around your head you moan out. Casey slowly moved his head down further, but only halfway, before resting the tip on his lips. His tongue moves along the underside of your cock, occasionally wrapping around.

"Oh fuck. So... good." You moan. Saying any words right now is a struggle. As Casey continues, you can't stay still. Each time he moves his tongue you squirm your hips. Casey suddenly forces his head fully down. His nose pressing into your crotch and you can't help but to moan loud. Casey gags, but only for a second. He moves his head back and forth while your cock is in his throat. Before it feels too good, he pulls off and gasps for air. A string of spit drips from his chin. Casey sticks his tongue out and lets spit fall onto your cock. His eyes are glued to your cock and he licks his lips staring at it. The desperation he has for your cock is textbook slutty, but you wouldn't want it any other way.

Casey wraps his lips around the tip of your cock while he begins quickly stroking you. You moan and throw your head back as you feel precum leak into his mouth. Casey seems thirsty for more. You slowly start bucking your hips.

"Mmmmh."

"You like my cock?"

"Mhhmmm." Casey sways his hips back and forth. He quickly starts bobbing his head up and down your full length. His other hand rubs his own bulge as he really starts going down on you. Your hands grab onto the back of his head. You're not exactly forcing him down, just encouraging. Casey moans as he takes you deep in his throat. He pulls his mouth off and gasps for air.

"Fuck my face. I can take it." Immediately, you pull his head down with both hands. His throat tightened around your tip. You grip his hair harder and start bobbing his head up and down quickly. Wet noises come from his mouth along with his gulping. Casey strokes himself faster as you use his mouth like a toy. You start bucking your hips into his face.

"Oh fuck, I'm close." Casey squeezed his mouth and throat to feel even tighter. Your moans grow louder and your thrusts gain more force. Everything around you seems to dim out and all you can focus on is your orgasm. "I'm cumming!" You moan.

Your cock spasms as you shoot shot after shot down Casey's throat. Casey pulls his head back up, trying to get air. You're not done cumming though. His face gets hit by what feels like never ending cum. He flinched as it hit him on the eyebrow. He giggled. Finally, you finished.

"Hehe, you really needed that, huh?" You grumble in response and nod. Casey wipes cum from his face and licks it off his fingers. He smirks at you and giggles. Your body felt the most relaxed it has ever been, or at least it feels that way. You doze off again. The last thing you see is Casey's beautiful body cover you up.

--

You wake up feeling good. You look next to you, but no Casey. Suddenly you sit up. Your room seems clean, as if no one was ever there. The clothes you wore last night were neatly folded up, sitting on the edge of your bed. You quickly throw off the covers and stand up, looking for any sign of Casey. 'Of course... He left. Who wouldn't' You sigh heavily.

Just then you smell something good. Like something is cooking. You follow the scent towards the kitchen. As you approach, the sound of sizzling grows. You pass the corner and immediately are relieved when you see who's in the kitchen. Casey stands in front of the stove. He still wears the oversized shirt. You can't tell if he's still wearing the dolphin shorts or not. The shirt just barely covers where the shorts would be. All you can see is his smooth legs and white shirt from behind. You can almost see the very bottom of his cute butt.

You slowly approach Casey, being sure to make as little sound as possible. Once you're close enough, you grab Casey from his hips and lightly tug it into you. Casey gasped and nearly threw the spatula.

"Ahh... oh, it's just you." Casey pretended like he didn't know who it was at first, but no one's buying that act.

"I thought you left. I was worried." Casey flipped his head back and looked straight up at you.

"I wouldn't leave you. Unless you don't want me to--" You stop him mid sentence and kiss him. It was a slow, passionate kiss. Casey spun around and pulled your head in more. His leg wrapped around the back of yours as he melted into your kiss. Your arms wrapped around him and you began rubbing his sides. This felt so right. You could get used to this.

Thanks for reading! I haven't decided if this is going to have a part two or not. I have a lot of other stories I want to write, but I definitely did like this one. Let me know what you think!