Hey Guys! First, I want to say that it's almost been a year since I posted the first chapter of iBed Buddies. ISN'T THAT CRAZY?! I'm gonna cry because it's been that long.

Anyway, so I had a vision, literally last night, about writing more for this story and asked myself, "how can I do that?" So, I finally figured it out... deleted scenes with Sam and Freddie.

Like I want to keep this story alive because I miss writing for this story, and I wanted to continue that, but differently.

WELCOME BACK TO THIS STORY!

ENJOY! ;'D

{ after chapter twelve }

Freddie and I are at the dinner table doing homework together. We've been doing this for half an hour now, and I just wanted to blow my brains out. Freddie is doing Advance English while I'm doing Math. Why am I doing this shit? Because Freddie forced me after knowing about my grades slipping and is making me do extra work for me to pass this semester.

Freddie is kind enough to help me out when I needed it, but that doesn't change how I feel about this shit of homework. I wish I can stab it with a knife a million times until it shreds to pieces.

That's how I feel about all my assignments.

Anyway, as we were working on our stuff, I've been thinking about us lately. By us, I mean sexually. It's been a week since Freddie fingered me on the couch and me giving him oral after he found out I passed my history test. I don't know why, but I've just been having a craving for us to have sex again. I don't even play with myself because I want Freddie to do it with me.

We've been busy because of school, but it's a Saturday night and we don't have anything to do; we didn't have classes nor had to go to work. And besides, we're still new to this fuck buddy thing, and we agreed to try new things along the way.

And ever since that night, I fantasized what Freddie and I could do in reality if I just asked him. But I don't know if he would consider it. It hurts to even think about it because I could feel my clit throbbing between my legs and my underwear getting moist.

Oh God, it's getting worse...

I tapped my pencil on the table, not wanting to think about this, but it came back as I can picture Freddie's fingers against my skin, roaming all over my body.

Oh, chiz...

"Sam, are you working?"

I snapped out of my thoughts and darted my eyes at Freddie, seeing him staring at me. "What?"

"Are. You. Working?" He asked sternly. His eyes were piercing through me and it was making my stomach flip. I don't know what it is about his eyes, but they were making me squirm in my seat, feeling my clit throbbing again.

"Uh... yeah." I muttered, staring at my assignment.

"Are you okay?" I lifted my eyes and watched him through my lashes as his brows furrowed and his eyes showing concern.

If he knows why I'm acting like this then it would be embarrassing, but I can't stop thinking about the fantasies I've dreamt about. I can't hold this in anymore, it's been a week and I want to feel good. What I'm about to ask him is going to be a new challenge to commit to. I just hope he agrees to do it.

I sighed and let out a deep breath before I spoke. "Freddie... uh... I have something I want to ask you."

"What is it?" He asked before grabbing his water bottle and drank it.

"Have you ever... masturbated in front of someone?"

Freddie sputtered his water as he choked. He coughed, closing the cap of his water, and set the bottle on the table. "W-What?" He stuttered, slightly coughing.

I knew it would catch him off guard, but I couldn't stop laughing at his reaction. "I said, have you ever masturbated in front of someone?"

Once he got his coughing in control, he stared at me in shock as he thought about the question. "Uh..." he tapped his fingers on the table audibly, not meeting my gaze. "I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? Have you ever done anything with your past girlfriends when you guys had sex?"

"I... one time Valerie did it in front of me and I didn't want to do it back because it felt awkward," he said, shrugging.

"Oh yeah, I remember that slut." I nodded.

Freddie rolled his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair. "Why do you want to know this, Sam?" He asked impatiently.

I gathered the courage to stare into his eyes to say what I wanted to say. This is my chance and I'm not about to ruin it. "Well... I've been thinking about doing something lately," I started, and Freddie didn't move a muscle as I continued. "And what I've been thinking about was... us playing with ourselves. Together."

He kept his eye contact on me while his face showed no emotion. I was getting a little anxious since he wasn't saying a word, yet I was also getting impatient because he wasn't answering. I waited a few minutes until he finally said something.

"Wouldn't that be weird?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Weird how?"

"I mean, you and I just going at it with ourselves while the other one watches. Shouldn't we just do what we usually do and have sex?" Freddie explained. He did have a point on that. But what I've been picturing for days couldn't get out of my head, and the fact Freddie watching me play myself makes me hot inside and I want to experience that with him.

"Well, yeah we could. But... okay, I'll be honest with you. I've been craving for sex and I had a new strategy we could try that I've been thinking about, and that is us watching each other fuck ourselves until we come. And it's not like we haven't seen each other naked, right? So it wouldn't be different trying this." I finished, resting my hand on Freddie's knee under the table.

Freddie hadn't left his eyes on mine and I could see through them that his brown eyes were turning darker. I wanted to get his answer, but the waiting was killing me; we've never done this before and I understand that it'll be new for us both. He rested his hand on top of mine and grasped it tightly, scooting me over until I was on his lap, wrapping his arms around my thighs.

Our faces were inches from each other as I felt his hot breath hitting my lips. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered.

I nodded and wrapped my arms around his shoulder, leaning towards him and kissing him on the lips. He secured his arms around me tightly before he stood up from his seat and held me.

His lips were guiding me as he licked his tongue on my bottom lip, asking permission for his entrance. I partly opened my mouth and he made contact with my tongue, swirling around together.

I moaned in his mouth–tasting him after a week and he tasted so good. I didn't know where we were going but the last thing I knew, we were in his bedroom as he softly placed me on the edge of the bed, laying me down and him straddling over me.

My hands were playing with his hair while Freddie was slowly unbuttoning my shirt. His warm hands making contact with my skin was just what I missed after our last encounter and I never wanted to stop.

After he undid the last button, I shrugged the shirt off and tossed it somewhere I wasn't paying attention to. Freddie did the same when he pulled away and took his shirt off over his head and threw it away, pressing his lips against mine again. His moist lips gliding against mine felt so good, and his hand touching my thigh was making it worse.
But we started this for a reason and I was going to finish it.

I pulled away from his lips and fluttered my eyes open to see him staring at me. "Are you ready?" I asked gently, and he responded with a short nod.

I shifted myself in sitting position, my back leaning on the headboard and Freddie sat in front of me, as we stare at each other. I don't know what to make of this, but this was happening. I started to undress the clothes remaining, slipping off my jeans and dropped them beside the bed. Freddie stared at me as I was doing this and it made me excited while my heart was racing.

My hands reached behind my bra to undo the clips and I leaned forward for the material to fall off my breasts. Then I curled my thumbs on the waistline of my underwear and slipped them off, over my butt until it was completely off. I tossed the pair away and flipped my hair away from my chest for Freddie to get a good view.

I watched as he stared at them closely, shifting his eyes on each boob, and staring down at my vagina. My lips tugged to a grin as he was satisfied with my body.

This is going to be fun.

"Your turn."

Freddie aimed his eyes at me and kept them there when he started to undress himself. He took off his socks and jeans, including his boxers that revealed his dick I missed seeing. His shaft was erect, the head was visible, and the veins were shown on its skin. My eyes can't seem to look away from how amazing it looked.

After we stared at each other, I turned around and shifted the pillows over for us to lay on to get comfortable. Two pillows on each side. I laid down, my head resting on the pillows, then I patted beside me for Freddie to lay next to me.

He understood the gesture and moved, lying next to me, our arms slightly touching. He turned his head over to my direction and stared at me. "So... what do we do?"

"We just... do it. Do you want to go first or should I?" I whispered.

Freddie stared at me for a couple of seconds before scooting his head closer to mine, whispering, "I can," He pressed his lips against mine and we moved our lips in sync, experiencing our tongues once again.

I pulled away from him and stared at his eyes as I spread my legs apart, moved my fingers to my pussy lips, spreading the outer lips. I looked down for a moment to see Freddie's groin and saw him taking his cock in his hand and stroking it. He looked so hard from this view and it looked so hot. He pumped his fingers up and down his shaft in a soothing rhythm after he used his saliva as lubricant.

I was already feeling my pussy warming up and I wanted to touch myself. I traced my fingertip towards my clitoris and flicked the pink knob, making me jerk forward a little. I stared down at Freddie's dick again to see him pumping his shaft again, and I rubbed my clit very firmly. I used my free hand to grab onto my breasts and played with my erect nipples.

Gosh, this feels so good.

I watched Freddie as he was staring at me, playing with my pussy and breasts at the same time. It made me hornier for just him watching me. I kissed Freddie again while we were responding to our bodies. He was groaning in my mouth as he jerked his shaft faster in his hands and I couldn't help but rub myself more quickly.

I moaned, pulling my lips away from his while staring at his dark eyes. We were both staring at each other–locked firmly. I used my free hand to trail down my stomach to my groin and thrust two of my fingers inside myself.

"Oh God..." I sighed.

"You feel good?" Freddie asked while his lips were parted slightly, a few breaths escaping.

"Yeah..." I nodded faintly, feeling myself hitting the g-spot repeatedly. "Mmm..." I could tell that I was very wet from my fingers rubbing in circular motion on my clit and my other fingers thrusting inside my hole, making my clit getting more intense.

Freddie kissed my shoulder and moaned against it as he quickly jerked himself. I saw how his dick was rock hard by now, his muscular fingers were pumping him at a fast pace and I knew he was going to come soon. Suddenly, he stopped pumping and withdrew his hand from his dick, leaving me confused. Then his other hand went to his testicles, tugged and rubbed the skin on them, causing his cock to jerk upward on his lower stomach.

I've never seen that before and it made my clit tingle. I rubbed myself–frantically at this state, including thrusting in and out of myself, finding it hard to stop. My pussy was soaking wet as I rubbed the juices on my light pubic hair hearing the wet and slick substance.

I couldn't hold back anymore, I was about to cum and I needed to finish. I stared at Freddie again, and he was staring back with his ragged breath hitting my lips, and I was breathing heavily as well. "Freddie... I'm gonna come." I whimpered, finger fucking myself rapidly.

"Come for me, baby..." he stopped pumping himself and moved towards my chest, holding one breast with his hand while his tongue played with the other, flicking my nipple around.

"Oh God," I cried. "Right there, right there..." I thrust and rubbed myself faster–feeling Freddie's mouth sucking my nipples that caused the pleasure running to my clit. Then immediately, what felt like an electric spasm hit me as I started to come. "OH GOD!" I moaned, my back arched and my toes curled, still rubbing my clit, desperate for my climax to last longer.

After a while, my back hit the mattress and I stopped rubbing my clit, ragged breaths escaping my lips from the intense orgasm. "Oh my god..." my chest heaving up and down while Freddie kissed my breast one more time before looking at me.

"Man, that was hot..." he whispered as I watched him grab onto his dick, pumping himself.

"That felt so good," I said, trying to find my breath. "But now you need to finish." I brought my hand to his hair and played with it, propping my elbow on the bed. "I want you to feel good." I didn't give him a chance to reply as I kissed his lips and he kissed back, our lips moving together.

I trailed my lips to the side of his lips and pecked kissed it, along with his jaw and down to his neck. I heard him beginning to pump himself furiously and moans from him. This couldn't get anymore hotter. I stared at his dick while his fingers trailed along his cock and pumping it again.

"Sam..." he breathed out, staring at me. He was going to come soon, I just know it from his fast pace. "Oh fuck... I'm coming..." he whimpered.

I slid my hand on his chest and ran my fingers on his hard nipples, playing with them and pinching them at the same time.

This helped Freddie a bunch when he breathed wearily and closed his eyes shut. "OH FUCK!" he cried, clenching the muscles in his ass, and a thick rope of semen shot out of his cock and landed as a string towards his chest which ran down to his stomach as the remaining of smaller spurts followed, covering his stomach and hand. Freddie let go of his cock and slumped back on the bed, breathing hard.

Oh, fuck that made me want to come again...

I scooted closer to him and turned his head around until his face was staring at mine and I pecked kissed his lips, stroking his cheek with my thumb. Freddie chuckled softly as he opened his eyes. "Man, I came so much." He said, taking a glance at his hand covered in his sperm.

"And that was fucking hot," I replied truthfully. If he did that again then I would've come a second time. "See? Aren't you glad we did this?" I rest my head back on the pillow, staring at his eyes.

"I guess... I didn't think it would be that intense." He shook his head, wiping his wet hand on his stomach. "But I need to clean myself off." He sat up and watched his sperm slowly trail down his body. He got off the bed and walked out the room to the bathroom.

As he took care of his business, I laid back on the bed and thought about what just happened and how sexy it was. I can't believe I didn't think of this sooner, but it finally happened and I'm glad it did.

I hummed softly while rubbing my hand on my stomach as a good reminder of this perfect moment.

MAN! IT IS GOOD TO BE BACK ON THIS STAGE!

*crying softly*

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