A Friend in Need

A Friend in Need
Literary Erotica
by Lord Malinov

“My, my, my you’re wet.”

“I can’t help it.”

“My naughty girl getting naughty?”

“Luck was on my side.”

“So what happened?”

“I ran into Brian.”

“Who’s that?”

“I worked with Brian at Starling for a while. Four years ago.”

“You mean the nervous guy?”

“Brian’s not nervous. You make him nervous. But he’s shy in a cute way.”

“Cute enough?”

“He bought me dinner, just some street food, so we could catch up, laugh about the past.”

“I had some leftovers. The stir-fry was so good.”

“He has a good job but no relationship for like a year. No, none, nunca.”


“So I’m watching him finish his food and I’m thinking I have to help him out.”

“Did you?”

“You know I did.”

“So that’s why your wet.”

“Yeah but he didn’t cum there.”

“Really? Where did he?”

“Here, right in my mouth.”

“Damn hot, cocksucker.”

“Not just once. Three times.”

“Holy hell!”

“I know. He hadn’t been sucked in a very long time.”

“I’ll say. No taste for pussy?”

“We were in his car, in the back seat, so it was pretty cramped.”

“Where were you parked?”

“Some big garage downtown, up near the top, hardly anyone left in the place.”

“Risky. Exciting.”

“It felt like we were all alone so that didn’t even enter into it. Cramped but private.”

“How’d it start?”

“He looked so cute and sad when he finished eating that I kissed him. An electric shock went through him. I told him we should get out of there and he said his car was parked nearby. I figured we’d drive over to his place or something but after he beeped the doors open, he ushered me into the back seat.”

“Shy but decisive.”

“We fumbled around for a while. I’d forgotten how cramped the back seat of a car really is. So I just took off my clothes. Brian squirmed and pulled his pants down.”


“I leaned over and started sucking his cock. I was, well, let me show you.”

“I see.”

“I took him deep, third stroke maybe and he blew.”


“Huge load, just kept coming. I had a time gobbling it down. He hadn’t fucked in a long time.”

“That’s one.”

“I kinda laughed because he came so fast and came so much. It made him shy, a little worried even. I thought I’d have to stroke his ego but then I noticed his hardon was harder than ever. So I asked if he liked getting his cock sucked. He nodded, grinning. I sucked his dick down. He lasted considerably longer but came just as much as before. Fucking fountain.”


“By this time, I wanted to fuck him but in the backseat of the car it sounds like more fun than it is. So after I tried to move around into a position that worked, I noticed his cock still standing tall. So I asked him if he wanted me to suck him off again. So he asked me to suck his cock. I told him to tell me to suck it. Another electric shock went through him. His voice went low and he told me to suck his cock. I went at him like gangbusters and he shot his wad in about one minute. Not as much as before but I’ll bet he could have cum again. Not having sex gives a cock super powers.”

“So much fun.”

“I just hate to see a friend driven crazy just because he can’t get laid.”

“Helping out a friend.”

“It’s the least I can do.”

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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