Friends, Roommates, and Lovers

"Pete, I asked you a question. Am I at least passible?"

"Yes,'' was all he said after another pause.

"Well you're looking good, Batman. I bet you and Catwoman are going to have some crazy animal sex tonight,'' I said as I headed to the fridge. "Hey Petey boy, want a beer?"

"No thanks," he replied after yet another long pause.

"You answered too late anyway," I said as I was already sitting down next to him on the couch in a ladylike pose.

I thought he was acting very strange. He's never once been this distant with me since we started rooming together. As we continued to wait for Sarah, I noticed Pete shift away from me a bit on the couch and then put a pillow over his lap. I started to ask what was wrong, but before I could Sarah came down the stairs and Pete bounced up to meet her.

The three of us then headed over to the party together in Pete's car. I couldn't help but notice that Pete was staring at me in the back seat with his rear view mirror the whole ride over. What was wrong with him? Why was he being so weird? Was he mad at me for something?

As soon as we entered the party I sought out to find Claire as I wanted to get to her before either of us got too tipsy. I left my two superheroes to party by themselves and headed for the bar area where I hoped Claire would be. Sure enough there she was, dressed in a sexy angel outfit that included an extremely short white skirt, white stockings, and a pair of wings. I must say I was quite fond of this look.

I sat down right next to her and ordered a vodka and cranberry. Then I turned to her, smiled, and in my feminine voice said, "Hi my Angel."

"Hi yourself," she replied. "Do you even work here?"

"It's me," I said in my normal voice.

"Oh my god! Jamie? You look so sexy girl," exclaimed Claire. "I never would have known it was you if you didn't use your real voice."

"Well I know how you like sexy brunettes, so I decided to be your sexy brunette for the night," I said back in my feminine voice.

"Well it's working girl. Stand up and let me get a look at you."

I did exactly as she said, making sure to show off my perfect ass as much as possible. Then I grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. I was fairly confident in walking in my heels, but dancing was something different. Clearly this was something I should have practiced. However, it turned out to work out to my advantage because when Claire noticed me stumble she simply pulled me closer and helped me keep my balance by grinding all over me. I'm sure this sexy angel and sexy brunette combination was gaining a lot of the attention around the room, but I was too occupied to really notice as this was one of the sexiest experiences of my life, thus far. We were both really getting into it and started to make out a little bit.

I then noticed Sarah and Pete were dancing right beside us, and they were both looking so hot. Did I say both? I meant Sarah was looking so hot. In between songs I noticed Sarah whisper something into Claire's ear. When the next song started they began dancing with each other, leaving Pete and I to stand there looking like fools. That's when Pete pulled me close to him.

I figured what the hell and started grinding on him like I was with Claire. I could smell the alcohol on his breath, but didn't think much of it as I'd been drinking too. After a few minutes, and I hated to admit this to myself, but I realized I was getting far more turned on dancing with Pete than I did with Claire. It must be because I was getting glances at Claire and Sarah dancing together, I thought. Yeah that was it. It couldn't have had anything to do with Pete's rock hard bulge that I had just felt rubbing against my waist.

Luckily I didn't have to feel it for long as the song ended and the four of us headed back to the bar. I ordered drinks for Claire and myself as we sat down next to each other. My mind was not focused on her as I saw that Pete and Sarah seemed to be having a bit of a disagreement. Claire then pulled my faced back toward her and began kissing me again. I could tell she was really getting hot and ready. My plan had totally worked and I could bring her back to my place any time I wanted. I noticed that Pete and Sarah were gone from the bar, which meant I had to stall because dammit they were our ride home. I ordered another round and told Claire I was heading to the restroom.

When I reached the restrooms I couldn't decide if should go into the men's or the women's. Not that it mattered because I only left to call Pete to make sure if I needed to find another ride. I got out my phone and called Pete's number. As soon as I dialed I heard what I knew to be Pete's ringtone coming from another room. I cautiously walked back to where I heard the sound because I figured I would probably run into Batman fucking Catwoman. But that wasn't the case. All I saw was Pete sitting alone in the office break room. When I entered, his eyes shot up at me. We were ominously alone. That's when he got up and began walking toward me.

"Where's Sarah? I'm getting really close with Claire, so we should head back soon," I said as he came even closer.

"She's being a bitch about her costume tearing. And some other shit," said Pete in a voice that was muffled by his mask. "She already left."

"Oh well that's too bad, okay then are you ready to take us ba-," I was cut off.

I was cut off by Pete reaching out and pulling me close to him. I could really smell the booze on him now and was frightened for the first time ever while in his presence.

"Do you know how sexy you look? Much hotter than Claire or even Sarah tonight," said Pete while tracing his hand down my back toward my ass.

"I guess Sarah did a good job," I said breathless. I hate to admit, but I was not only frightened, I was becoming more aroused by the second. "But you're really starting to scare me, what's gotten in-," he cut me off again.

This time I was cut off by him pressing his lips against mine. I tried to struggle away, but as one of his hands found my ass, the other found the back off my neck. I couldn't go anywhere. And I couldn't do anything except get more turned on. I opened up for him and let his tongue explore my mouth, and I soon was returning the favor. We continued to kiss for what seemed like an eternity as my hands began to rub up and down his muscular chest. His left hand stayed put on my ass and right hand found its way to my breasts. This was by far the hottest kiss I had ever experienced in my life, and it was with a man. It was with my best friend. What the hell were we doing? This was so wrong wasn't it? I snapped out of the trance I was in.

I managed to pull my mouth away from his and screamed, "Pete let me go. It's me Jamie! What the hell are we doing?"

"Just what feels right," he said trying to pull me back.

"No it's not right, leave me alone and go find Sarah!" I yelled as he finally let go of me.

"I don't think I want Sarah any-," this time I cut him off by slamming the break room door as I stormed out.

I had to get myself under control. I headed to the ladies room, where Pete wouldn't dare go, and cleaned myself up. I took a little pee and then fixed my makeup as a wanted to look good for Claire. I guess we would have to find another ride. Pete had clearly lost it. Right? There was no way we should have been doing that, even though it felt amazing. Focus on Claire I thought. I headed back to the bar, but she was nowhere to be seen. I figured I would order another drink and look around for her. I sat patiently but still didn't see her. Then I asked the bartender if he had seen the sexy angel recently. He said that she left with another brunette who was dressed in a dark angel costume. That must have been Melissa, her ex-girlfriend. Dammit. All of this was for nothing, thanks a lot Pete. I ordered another drink and tried my best to gather myself, my thoughts, and my emotions. Before I realized it I was pretty much the only person left at the party and it was well past 2 AM.

I decided that I should just go home and sleep this off, and maybe I would leave in the morning and never have to deal with Pete again. I thought about calling a cab, but I figured he'd probably just hit on me too and I didn't want that. It wasn't that long of a walk. Thirty minutes later I regretted that decision, but had finally made it home. The only problem was that I would have to walk through Pete's floor to get my room. Fuck. He was definitely home because I passed his car in the driveway. Hopefully he had already passed out.

I turned my key and entered as quietly as possible so not to wake him up. Surely he'd be out by 3 AM. Not only was he up but he was sitting right on the stairs so I had to pass him. He could be such pain in the ass.

"I'm so sorry Jamie," said Pete honestly. "I don't know what came over me, it's just that you look so beautiful and I was drunk. I know that's not an excuse for how I acted, but I am truly sorry."

I hadn't expected such a heartfelt apology. He clearly had been here waiting for me and had sobered up quite a bit in the last hour. He stood up and slowly walked toward me, which made me unbelievably nervous.

He asked, "Is there any way you can forgive me?"

He was sincerely asking for my forgiveness. What would I be forgiving him for? As I thought about it, I realized all he really did was make the first move. It was clear that we both enjoyed it, why was it so wrong? He was my best friend. It was the hottest I've ever felt in my life. If that was wrong I guess I didn't deserve to be right. The ball was in my court now. All I had to do was forgive him and I could go straight to bed and forget that anything ever happened. But I couldn't do that, I had to be honest with him. I'd never lied to him before and there's no reason I should start now.

"Kiss me again," I said.

"What? Are you shh-," I cut him off for the second time that night.

This time I cut him off by jumping into his arms and pressing my soft lips to his. My tongue shot into his mouth as his hands found their way back to my ass. We continued our lip-lock as he lifted me into his arms and carried me to his bedroom. I had never been hornier in my entire life, and I was never more certain I was doing the right thing. As soon as he sat me down, my hands immediately made their way down to Pete's shorts. I guess he changed when he got back because the Batman costume was gone and he was only wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt; this only made my job easier. I pulled his shorts and his boxers down in one motion, revealing his rock hard cock that was at least nine inches.

"Oh baby, you're so big," I breathed as I began to kiss the tip.

Mine was a respectable six inches, but was nowhere near as thick as this monster. Sarah was a lucky girl, I thought. Oh wait, I guess I was the lucky girl now. I licked up and down all sides of the shaft while cupping his balls with my right hand. I looked up and made eye contact with Pete, and he was enjoying the action as much as I was. I shot him a dirty smile and proceeded to engulf my mouth around his beautiful cock. I tried by best to deep throat him, but only about six inches deep. Maybe with practice, I thought.

I slowly began to bob up and down on him, while licking the head in between bobs. I was careful to use my tongue to make sure teeth didn't rub. This was the turning out to be best blowjob I'd ever experienced, and I was giving instead of receiving. It wasn't long before I felt his cock throbbing. The tip was growing and pulsating and I was so ready to taste his manly juices.

"I'm cumming," Pete moaned.

I refused to slow down even though I knew he was about to explode. Suddenly, spurt after spurt of his hot juices shot into the back of my mouth. I was never more pleased with any accomplishment in my life than making Peter Halpert's cock explode in my mouth. I licked and cleaned his cock as best I could, and I was sure to savor every last drop.

Then Pete, who had already taken his shirt off, pulled me up to my feet. Our lips met again with the most passion yet, even though I still had his juices on my lips. In between our kisses, he lifted my blouse over my head and began to explore my bra covered breasts. I traced my acrylic nails across his muscular chest down toward his ripped abs. He was such a stud! He had me panting with each kiss as I was ready to do whatever he wanted. I turned around and pressed my ass against his cock, and then I bent down to undo my heels, teasing him the entire time. I faced him again, wrapped my hand around his reviving cock and stuck my tongue back into his mouth.

He responded by lifting me up and placing me on my back. His hands pinned my arms down on his bed and he started kissing my neck. I was so turned on that I could barely breathe. Pete then shifted his focus to my feet. He kissed my toes for a few seconds before heading down to unbutton my jeans. I pushed my ass up in the air help him to pull off my jeans, leaving me in only my matching g-string and bra. I could tell this sight drove him wild as he dove down and kissed my inner thighs. He kissed and licked me down there for a while and then decided to slide off my g-string exposing my penis and my waiting hole. He started to make his way toward my penis, but I was not interested in that. I wanted to be all woman for him and if he was going to give me head, he would be eating out my boy pussy.

I pushed his head back down between my ass cheeks and he quickly got the message. I had never had anything in my ass before, but now his tongue was certainly welcome. He licked around the entrance for a while which had me purring. Then he drove his tongue as deep into me as possible. He then inserted a first finger deep into me and then a second, no doubt hoping to prepare for what was to come. From the girly juices I noticed oozing out of my penis, I believed I was ready for it. I reached for my purse, which had conveniently fallen on the bed beside me, and pulled out a condom. I had planned to use these with Claire, but I thought things had worked out for the better. I would let him take me bareback, but with all the sex he'd been having with Sarah I figured it was best to err on the side of caution. I reached up to hand the condom to Pete, but he only met me with a devilish grin and did not take it.

"No offense baby, but those are a bit small for me," he said as he reached for his night stand drawer.

"None taken, but you better be gentle with that monster," I said as I saw him pull out a magnum condom and a bottle of lube.

"I promise to be gentle, at first," he replied with another devilish grin.

As a watched him apply the condom to his massive cock, I had the sudden realization that I was about to be fucked. And I loved it. He then applied some lube to his penis and then some more to my begging boy pussy.

"You ready?"

"Yes Pete. Never been more ready for anything," I replied as I was certain I had never wanted anything more than I wanted his cock inside me at that very moment.

He pulled my legs up to rest on top of his shoulders in order to give himself better access to me. Then he placed the tip of his cock at my entrance and slowly started to push his way in. He got about a finger length deep when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body. But I knew I could take it, and I had to take it because we both needed it. I couldn't help but gasp when I realized he was finally balls deep into me. Thankfully, Pete seemed to know what he was doing as he kept himself deep inside me to allow my body to adjust to his size. With his cock still buried deep in me our lips met in another embrace. I dug my nails deep into Pete's back as he slowly began to pump. His pace was powerful, but also slow and gentle. The sight of my penis flopping back and forth with each thrust drove me wild.

"I love you Jamie," whispered Pete while continuing his slow and steady pace.

"I love you too," I purred before pulling his lips to mine for a loving kiss. "But Pete, you better FUCK. ME. HARDER!"

And that's exactly what he did. His pace rapidly quickened as his thrusts into me became stronger and stronger. He began nibbling on my earlobes as my nails started scratching hard into his ass cheeks. Before I knew it, I was moaning louder than I ever imagined I could. Pete's grunts made me even hotter. His bed was slamming against the wall in rhythm with his strokes. The sound of our pleasure, and his balls slapping against my ass cheeks, filled the room. We probably woke the neighbors, but definitely didn't care. The smell of our sex in the air was intoxicating. I was in heaven. And I was coming closer and closer to my imminent climax.

"Ohhh fuck, fuck, fuck," I cried as my penis oozed a full load of my feminine juices. It was the most intense orgasm I ever had.

My orgasm must have set Pete off because he then started fucking me harder than at any point before. His grunts became louder and louder as my moans turned into more of a feminine squealing. He had to be getting close to his own orgasm. Sure he was a stud, but there's no way anyone could last much longer. He thrusted hard into me one last time as our lips met once again. His cock then exploded inside my tight hole. I could feel his juices filling me up and dripping out. The condom must have broken at some point, but I no longer cared.

His cock remained semi-erect inside of me as we continued to make out for the next several minutes. Then exhaustion hit us both. Pete finally pulled out of my ass and removed the condom. Then he collapsed down beside me and I cuddled up to him and fell asleep with my head resting on his shoulder.

New Beginnings

The next morning I awoke in what seemed to be my rightful place; cuddled up next to Peter Halpert. I couldn't help but smile as I looked up into his eyes. He was already awake and seemed as if he'd been watching me for a while.

"Hey beautiful," he said. "How are you doing this morning?"

"Never better," I replied with the biggest smile on my face. "What about you?"

"I have no doubts that this is where I'm meant to be," he said. "In bed with you."

"What about Sarah?"

"What about her? She doesn't interest me anymore," he replied honestly, with an answer that made me very happy.

"Why did she really leave the party last night?"

"Well her costume really did tear, but she was really pissed about something else," he said while looking at me very seriously. "She said she caught me getting turned on by you when we were dancing. Her plan was to tease me by dancing with Claire, but she said that I didn't notice her at all because I was 'entranced' by you. Then she stormed off after saying that I should 'go fuck Jamie' if I was so turned on by you. After all that I decided to go to a quiet area to think for a while, but then you walked in."

"Oh," I said. "Well I knew it couldn't have just been the costume thing. But I'm glad she said something to you. I mean it obviously worked out for us."

He just smiled.

"I do kind of feel bad for her though. After all, she was the one who he lent me her clothes and makeup and taught me how to be feminine. She couldn't have known that I'd end up stealing her man by the end of the night," I said with a sexy grin.

"Yeah. It could be rough facing her at work after all this," he said. "But she's smart and beautiful. And she thinks way too highly of herself for this to keep her down for a while. She'd probably take credit for setting us up."

"I imagine she would," I replied just before kissing my new man.

"Let's go make some breakfast," said Pete jumping out bed with his hand out for me to follow.

Before leaving his room I noticed a pair of Sarah's skimpy boy shorts lying on the floor of Pete's room. I figured she wouldn't need those anymore as I pulled them up on my way to the kitchen. Pete and I didn't stop smiling for a second, or say a single word, as we devoured our breakfast of pancakes and eggs. I guess a late night filled with the best sex you've ever had really makes you hungry.