Teasing My Buddy Ends in Creampie While Doing Dishes

Teasing my friend turned into way more than I expected, and the whole creampie thing happened right there in the kitchen while we were supposed to be doing dishes, but honestly, it started so innocently with me just bumping my hip against his as he rinsed off a plate and giving him that little smirk I know gets under his skin, and he laughed it off at first, but I kept leaning in closer, letting my shoulder brush his arm every time I handed him a glass, and the soap suds were still dripping down my wrists when I felt him pause and look at me with that quiet intensity that made my stomach flip, and I remember thinking this was just playful teasing my friend like always, but the air shifted so fast when he set the plate down and turned to face me fully, his hands still wet and a little soapy as they found my waist, and I could feel the heat radiating off him through my thin shirt, and I made some lame joke about him being slow with the drying, but my voice came out breathier than I meant, and he didn’t even respond with words—he just dipped his head and kissed me hard, tasting like the beer we had with dinner, and my knees actually buckled for a second because it wasn’t a friendly kiss at all, it was hungry and deliberate, and before I knew it, he had me bent over the edge of the counter, my hands gripping the sink while he pulled my shorts down just enough, and the blowjob came first because I spun around and dropped to my knees right there on the tile, wanting to taste him while the water still ran behind us, and the way he groaned and threaded his fingers through my hair when I took him deep made me feel this raw, clumsy power, and then he pulled me up again, turned me back around, and slid into me from behind with this slow, grinding pressure that had me biting my lip to stay quiet, and the dishes sat forgotten, the sponge soaked in the sink, and every thrust pushed me harder against the cabinet, and when he finished inside me with this shuddering gasp, I felt that warm pulse and just stayed there, breathing hard, letting the moment hang between us like a secret we’d never mention but wouldn’t forget.