Like the vast majority of girls I have guys who pretend to be my friends in the hopes of fucking me. But unlike most girls I’m always transparent and brutally honest – I make sure to remind them that they are never going to fuck me.
I’ve always been blunt and dominant despite my innocent looks. If they still want to stick around and pretend they are looking for a friendship, it’s their choice. But one guy did almost get out of the friendzone..almost.
He had started to subtly flirt with me and I don’t know how, but he managed to pull it off without being cringe. Maybe he read a book on pickup, I don’t know, but whatever the reason was for this sudden surge in confidence – I found it amusing.
I did not give him any hope though, I would even break the fourth wall by saying “Wow, you’re really trying your hardest to fuck me, aren’t you?”, but he would not get fazed by that, which actually turned me on.
It all culminated when two of us were sitting drunk on the coach at an afterparty. It was 4am and we were the last ones awake. Now with some liquid courage the flirting became fully explicit and sexual.
All these sexual thoughts made me really horny and and pushed me over the edge. I thought to myself “Fuck it, lets do this”.
I stood up and got on my knees in-between his legs. Without saying a word I started unbuckling his belt.
He literally started shaking from excitement. I looked up at him and all his suave confidence was gone, his face read “Oh my god, is this actually happening?”
I gave him a little smirk and swiftly pulled down his pants.
I looked down and just stared at it, my interest in how he would fuck me disappeared in an instant. My friend had the thinnest cock I had ever seen in my life.
The length was also not compensating for the lack of girth. I sighed as I looked at his throbbing, precum leaking pencil dick.
I lifted my head and gave him a look of sympathy. Without any words he understood that I’m not going to fuck him.
His body was twitching, it looked like he was about to cum at any moment just from him being naked in front of me.
I spat on his cock and broke the silence: “Jerk off, don’t leave yourself with blue balls”.
Using my spit as lube he started stroking, letting out a huge moan. I looked at him with a huge smirk across my face that read “Look at you..pathetic..” as he shot a load within 10 seconds.
I stood up, gave him a kiss on the forehead and went home, throwing a box of tissues in his direction on my way out. Leaving him panting on the couch, his little dick still throbbing even after cumming.