I'm so excited to get home tonight. As if it wasn't amazing enough that Joey wants to have sex or do stuff with me or whatever, tonight I have a personal agenda to repay him for my unexpected morning treat. I don't even know if I'll just give him hand job back or what will happen. Honestly, I'm just gonna let Joey take the reins, as long as someone gets it started. Whatever he wants, whatever he'll be comfortable with, I'm game. I'm so excited and there's knots in my stomach like it's a second date and I know something's going to happen.
I finally get home after practically running up the stairs. I take a few deep breaths and then walk in. Joey is in the recliner chair watching TV.
When I walk up to him I see that he's actually fallen asleep in the chair. I smile at him. I decide to take advantage of this moment to get everything started. I sit on the arm rest of the chair and start running my hand over him. I start at his chest and slowly move my hand down his body, but when I get to his crotch and touch it for a second he jumps up and leaps from the chair…knocking me over and making me tumble to the floor.
I look up and see Joey taking deep breaths and staring wide eyed at me.
"Oh, Chandler sorry, I didn't know it was you."
He comes over and grabs my arm and pulls me up.
"You okay?" he asks.
"Hmmm actually it was a rough fall," I lie, trying not to grin at what I've concocted in my head.
"Really, what did you fall on, what hurts?" Joey feels instantly bad and tries looking me over.
He looks up at me when he can't see where the problem area is.
"It's my leg," I tell him.
"Wha- I'm so sorry. What's wrong with it? Where does it hurt?" He genuinely inquires as he leads me quickly to the couch and sits me down. He sits right next to me in a hurried fashion.
"Where is it?"
"Up here," I put my hand over my upper thigh on the leg closest to him. He looks so worried, I'm starting to feel a bit bad, but I can't stop it here.
"Is it bruised, maybe I should look… do you want ice?"
"Why don't you take a look first," I suggest and do the honors myself of pulling my pants down. He watches and looks to examine my thigh and sees nothing.
"I don't see anything, where does it hurt?"
He leans forward to try and get an even closer look.
I jump in and press my lips to his. He jumps back at this.
"Chandler—"
"Joe, there's no pain, just a bit discomfort in between my legs…but that's normal with you around," I flirt. He needs a second to grasp that I lied and that I really am fine. I smile at him.
"Oh, well don't do that," he shyly tries to yell at me, feeling embarrassed.
"I'm sorry." I lean in again and gently kiss him. He doesn't move and just let's me play with his lips. I start to deepen the kisses and soon he kisses me back. It's so much better now. He's such a good kisser and I'm already aroused. Due to my quick arousal I start to pick up the speed and my hands grab at his shirt and I'm nearly falling over him when he breaks away and leans back.
"Sorry," he gulps. "I just—"
"Something wrong?" I ask.
"I was just thinking a lot today about us and…and how it all started cause you liked me."
I sit back and he sits back up too.
"Okay…"
"Well, I wanted to just 'do stuff' cause…well it felt good and I figured…why not, but I was thinking I shouldn't do that to you."
I gulp.
"What are you doing to me?" I try.
"Playing with your emotions like that. You're my best friend and I don't want to ruin things…I know I'm probably too late with this, but…" he's not sure what else to say.
I don't either. I love Joey as a friend and as more. I want to kiss him and be with him all the time, but I understand our friendship is more important and I know eventually I would just be yearning for more. But looking at him everyday, it'll be so hard to not get to touch him and kiss him and more...
I want to just do stuff with him. I want to run my hands all over his body and feel him on top of me and inside of me. I want him, but I want all of him and I can't have that. I can't lose him, I can't.
"You're right," I finally choke out.