Ch 1

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'Oh God! Yes! Mm! Just a little more….. Oh! God!' I kept stroking myself. Oh, hey I'm Lilly Truscott and… Umm yeah I'm masturbating in my best friend's restroom. Hey, no, I'm not a pervert… okay maybe just a little, but let me tell you why I'm here right now with this strong, hard 10 inch problem first.

What? Oh. Yeah I have a dick, got a problem with that!? Yeah, that's what I thought. Okay let's start with this story.

Everything start yesterday. If I'm not wrong, around 6:29 pm when this beautiful gorgeous brunette, my best friend Miley, called me. I was at the beach with Oliver … well not exactly with Oliver, more like just watching that he doesn't end up with a girl's foot on his face. Well, right now I was with this pretty blonde girl, *wink*, chatting and I got her number, email, and Facebook too. Oh I'm so good. Oliver should learn something.

"So tell me do you have…." My phone rang in that moment, so I took it out of one of the bags of my board shorts and answered it at the same time. I gave the blonde girl a signal for her to wait a moment.

"Hello?"

"Lils, it's Miley. Can you come over please?" she was crying and I was starting to get worried.

"Where are you? I'm on my way," I got up and start heading to my car almost running , but I remembered the blonde chick, the one whom I don't remember the name of. I looked to her direction, made a phone signal with my hand, lipped her a 'call you later,' and winked.

"I'm at the Tipton Hotel," she told me in a little whisper. What is she doing at the Tipton?

"What are you doing there?"

"I'll tell you when you're here, please Lilly don't take too long."

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible," I got in my car and drove to the Tipton at maximum speed. I got there in about 6 minutes. Miley was out by the door with tears all over her face and red puffy eyes. I parked my car, got out, and headed over to her. Oh I'm going to kill the bastard who did this to her. I hugged her and she hid her face in my neck and cried again.

"Do you want to go to a place a little more private, Miles?" she didn't answer, just a nod. I took her hand and lead her to my car (the one she totally loves, my black 911 turbo Porsche). We went directly to her place, a really nice condo with a nice view to the ocean. I parked my baby next to her car and got out, then I opened the door for her. Yup, I'm a gentleman.

When we were at her room, she was crying so hard that I almost start crying with her, but no. I have to be strong for her.

"Miley, what happened?" she looks at me with her big blue eyes, filled with so much hurt and fear. I took a gulp for what she was going to say to me.

"Jake… invited me to the movies… and we didn't make it"

"What do you mean?"

"He took me to his hotel room because he forgot his wallet, or something like that and tried to take advantage of me." By this time, she was bursting in tears, and I was boiling in anger. Jake is a dead actor. I hugged Miley, as we lay on her bed. In less than an hour, Miley was sleeping peacefully with her head on my shoulder. After a little more time, I went to sleep too. Actually, in the morning, was the real problem. Miley had her leg on my cock, unconsciously rubbing it and making Lilly-bear a little excited.

"Mmm… Lilly…" I started to hyperventilate. Miley doesn't know about Lilly-bear. "Yeah… Mm…. Lilly…please." She's having a wet dream? Or am I having a wet dream about Miley having a wet dream? At that moment, my dick started to get really, really hard. I got very nervous and tried to get out of Miley's grip, but her leg brushed the tip of my dick and it felt to damn good, that I almost came, but give me credit. I didn't. After getting out of Miley's arms, I made my way to Miley's restroom.

I took off my clothes and started the water, a hot shower will make me good. When the water was perfect, I took off my boxers and got down under the spraying water. It felt good, then I looked down to my standing, proud member and with my right arm took hold of 'him.' Up and down, up and down, up rub the head down. I went into a complete trance and started imagining Miley, naked in the rain.

"Yeah baby," I whispered and moaned with my hand still doing its job. I felt my orgasm starting to form. Oh God! Yes! Mm! Just a little more….. Oh! God!

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Hey, how do you guys like the fixes I made? Truly one for the ages Don't know why the guy hasn't finished it yet, but here I am, so enjoy.