I lie here, replaying the events that happened just a few hours ago. The clothes coming off, the heated kisses, the heavy breathing, the skin on skin. We didn't intend on this tonight, but it was worth it.

We headed off to his house for pizza and video games. I always kicked his ass. He was always pissy about it, but moved on. We got inside and immediately started to devour the pizza. We joked for a bit, drank for a bit, but never touched the game system. Time got away from us. For me, at least.

He's my best friend. We have been since we were six years old. We did almost everything together. We went clothes shopping together, shared secrets, had our first kiss together, and even lost our virginities to each other. It wasn't awkward or anything, we just decided to get it done and over with. And it was good.

While eating and drinking, we got to talking. We talked about the worst sex experiences we each had. I told him about the time my ex and I got a bit tipsy and he had sex with my inner thigh. My friend laughed at that. Needless to say, it was not a good night. He told me about this girl who vomited in the middle of it ... on him. That earned a laugh from me.

We continued to laugh and talk, and the next thing I knew, he kissed me. I kissed him back. We stopped for a second, looked at each other, then continued. A little more roughly this time. He started kissing my neck, and I roamed my hands over his upper body as he did mine. He caressed my breasts, and I tangled my hands in his hair.

"Fuck," I whispered.

"Let's go upstairs," he suggested.

I nodded, and we both stood up. He held out his hand and we went up to his room and started kissing again. He pushed me up against the wall and started feeling up my shirt. I started taking his off. Mine came off in the process, and we moved towards the bed. He sat down, and I straddled him. He places kisses over my chest, and I could feel him growing hard under me. I can feel a fire between my legs and there was suddenly too much clothing separating us.

I started playing with his belt, undoing his zipper as he flipped me over, now hovering over me. He kicked his jeans off and pulled mine off with them. His hand slowly made its way to the hem of my panties, teasing me as he brushed his fingers against me. I let out a soft moan and he smirked in response. I pulled his head towards me and I kissed him.

We sat up a bit, just enough for him to undo my bra, and he threw that aside. He ran his hand across one of my breasts and kissed the other. My breathing got heavier and the fire between my legs got more intense. He started moving down, grabbing my panties and pulling them off, me now completely exposed.

He placed kisses around my sex and I started to shiver, wanting him more and more. I got up and moved down to give him some attention. I ran my hand over his boxers, looking up at him with a lustful gaze. I pulled down his boxers, and his cock sprang up. I ran my tongue over the head, and he threw his head back, groaning. I then took him deeper into my mouth, and lightly grazed my hand over his balls, causing him to jerk his hips a bit.

"Fuck yes," he moaned. He placed his hand on my head and ran it down to my chin. He brought me back up and kissed me hard. He gave me this wanting look, and he flipped over on top of me.

He leaned down to my ear, "I am gonna fuck you hard." That nearly sent me over the edge.

He placed himself at my entrance and thrusted into me hard. "Oh god!" I moaned, and he came down to kiss me again. Every thrust got harder and faster, every moan grew louder. My legs started to shake as I grew closer to my climax. I could feel him close to exploding, too. He laced his fingers with mine as we both came.

Our breaths were heavy, and he stayed put as he kissed me again. He rolled off me and we turned to face each other, not regretting what we just did. We knew this wouldn't ruin our friendship. He pulled me closer, and I placed my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating. He stroked my hair, and we stayed like this for the rest of the night.