-1 Best Friend Problem

Extra Side Story 1:

So I have a best friend—Matt, right? He's a dude, I'mma girl, whatever. It doesn't make a difference. Sophomore year, I played a prank on him by gluing a dildo onto his backpack while he was at the guidance office which got him suspended for two weeks as he walked around the hallways completely unaware of the massive pink object sticking from his back.

When I got home, he was already there playing on his phone. He then told me that he would get revenge which I was ready for at all times the whole year but it never happened so I just thought he forgot about it and eventually I did as well.

Junior year, we ended up having the same math class and just know this... I have the worst handwriting ever. So during our first test of the year—I had studied for an hour for this difficult test—he copied my entire test. The teacher unable to completely decipher my test assumed that I had rushed to copy his test.

The teacher yelled at me talking about integrity, respect, and all of that stuff before he sat back down and gave me a zero. His fatass then called my parents for cheating.

I tried to tell the teacher the truth but he didn't care... I think he was sexist or something. Now that I'm thinking back on it, he was definitely sexist and racist

So naturally—I requested to change seats away from my best friend which kind of sucked as we would get through the boring-ass class by talking to each other. The teacher happily accepted.

Second test of the year, I was determined to reveal the truth through my test scores and get back the grade I deserved on the first test. So guess what Matt does... he pays the person next to me—a hippie bitch a hundred bucks to copy off my test. What—the—fuck. I was then sent to ISS, suspended for a week, and all that bullshit. My parents were disappointed in me but they were quick to forgive.

Third time was the charm. I was undoubtedly on the road to being expelled.

I couldn't handle it anymore so when Matt was hanging out in my room the next day, I had asked him what I could do for forgiveness and he kept giving me a stupid shrug.

Then a lightbulb lit up above me. So I pushed him against the wall, pulled down his pant, and while he was confused—began sucking his dick.

He was surprised at first and didn't know what to say but then laughed while making an ugly face. What a brat. I have met his many girlfriends over the years so I wasn't surprised when he took a long time to come.

He sat down on his bed while I was on my knees gagging on his cock. He pulled out his phone and was filming me. I would've stopped him but I was too immersed to have stopped him. I knew his password so I could always delete it in the future.

I ended up sucking his dick for an hour before he finally agreed to let me off.

He told me to swallow or else it would've been for naught so I listened. It tasted extremely salty and left a horrible lingering taste to my throat. A little annoyed, I pushed him onto the bed and made him taste his own children.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me down so that we were directly touching bodies. We made out like dogs before his alarm rang. He had to leave for football practice. We separated but not before he busted one on my shirt which I was a hundred percent mad at him for it but also impressed at how fast he did it.

Maybe that's where he got his nickname "The Flash". The football was just a coverup I would joke.

He followed through with his promise and stopped paying people off and getting me into trouble. Now it became a tradition everyday before a test, I go over to his house and no matter if he was single or dating, I let him have sex with me for an hour or so before he's satisfied.

It wasn't even because he still held a grudge or anything. He just asked me one day and I accepted.

We would sometimes discuss the test while we're doing it. He had a soundproof wall and a lock on the door so we didn't have to worry about his parents or anyone catching us.

One time though, his parents was calling for him so we had to rush it. We got off the bed, I got down on my knees, he came in my mouth, I swallowed it, and then we rushed downstairs. It happened fast and suddenly.

Although I didn't understand why we kept doing this weird tradition, I didn't mind and neither did he.

It was the third quarter and I had began dating a cute nerd, Michael who loved to watch anime. He was always nervous to hold hands and kiss but after two months, we finally did it. He was better than I thought. Probably from all of that hentai he read which he never bothered to deny.

So it was finals week. I was having sex with Matt and my boyfriend called. I was going to let it go to voicemail because we were occupied at the moment but Matt grabbed the phone before I could, answered it, and put it up against my ears.

As I was getting fucked from the back, I was forced to hold a conversation with Michael which was difficult as Matt was getting rougher and it felt as though he was more energetic while moving.

I got through that with a lot of sweat and after I hung up, I threw my best friend onto the bed and rode him while cursing at him. He just laid there with a smile on his face.

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This went on for the whole school-year before he finally made a mistake and failed to pull out. He wasn't wearing a condom as he was confident in his "game". I wasn't on the pill either as I wasn't used to doing that with my boyfriend who cared about safety.

We freaked out but still waited a week before taking the pregnancy test. It came our positive. I didn't know what to do. There was less than a thirty percent chance of getting pregnant after a month of trying and yet we got it first time. What a shitty luck.

I began freaking out and crying not knowing what to tell my boyfriend or parents. I also didn't know whether I was ready to raise the child but at the same time, I also didn't want to abort it.

Matt was a lot calmer than me. He told me to break up with Michael and let him take care of me and the kid. I felt like punching him and almost did but deep inside, I liked that idea.

Sure I loved my boyfriend at the time but I loved my best friend even more both friendship wise and romantically.

It's just that I never wanted to risk our friendship by asking him out.

It took a month before both of our parents finally forgave the stupid mistake we made. Then it just came down to waiting for our child to arrive. We finally started officially dating after that but with the baby in the mix, we stopped doing it.

Now five years later, our family of five lives in a decent sized house. Although our relationship was built upon mistakes, I think it made us stronger together.

Hmm... what's that honey. No I'm just finishing up an audio recording. I don't know why I'm making it either. You want to do it now? Just because the kids are asleep..... fine. Come here. Sheesh stop acting like a little kid.