It is a Friday night and I am so bored. My boyfriend Derek is with his family on a summer vacation. He won't be back until a few days from now. I don't want to just sit at home doing nothing. I looked at my phone seeing that he has texted me.

"Hi babe, I just wanted to tell you that only 2 more days until I come back! I can't wait to have you in my arms again. I love you! 😘"

"Baby, I can't wait to see you! These next couple of days need to hurry up so I can see your beautiful face. I love you, too!" I hit send.

I put my phone down clicking on my tv going to watch Netflix when I heard my doorbell go off. Who could it be at almost 10 at night? I opened it up to see my best friend crying. We have been best friends since diapers.

"Michael, why are you crying? What happened?" My curiosity got the best of me. He didn't answer. He couldn't. He was sobbing so hard. Something terrifying must have happened.

"Come with me." I shut the door locking it behind him before grabbing his hand walking him upstairs to my bed room. He followed me like a lost puppy. Once we got in I shut my bed room door. I walked over to my bed and gestured him to lay down beside of me. He did. He cuddled up to me laying his head down on my chest. It's not weird. We've done this multiple times.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" He cried even harder if that was even possible.

"Shhhh. It's okay, Michael. Hey look at me." A few moments went by before he did. His eyes were swollen and puffy. His bottom lip quivered. His hair was sticking to his face.

"Why are you crying? What happened?" I tried searching his face for clues but nothing. But I know he is hurting from whatever happened.

"I-she-went-" he started gasping for air where he was crying so hard.

"Take long slow deep breaths, honey. Just lay down here until you are ready to talk, ok?" He laid his head against my chest while wrapping his arm around my torso. Holding me against him tight but not too tight.

I ran my fingers through his beautiful short soft curls. Trying to help relax him or at least to calm him a little bit. After some minutes his breathing became calm and regular. He wasn't crying anymore. Which is what made me happy. He raised up to look at me and his eyes were so heavy and swollen.

"S-she cheated on me, Veronica." My heart exploded. I never liked that bitch!

"Oh, Michael, sweetheart. I'm so sorry, honey." I wanted to start crying but I held it back.

"I-I went over to her house, I wanted to surprise her since it's my first day back, but she was having sex with Walker." He started sniffling again, I seen his eyes turn glossy again.

"S-she promised me that it was ok if we waited until I was ready. But it seems like she really wanted sex. Tonight was going to be the night I was going to give myself to her but it turns out she had other plans." A tear fell and wetted my shirt.

"Honey, I thought you guys were already sleeping together. That's what you told me."

"No man my age wants to admit that he is still a virgin at the age of 25." I smiled at him.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Because I think it is a beautiful thing that you are still a virgin. You can't find many people out there anymore who are. It shows how genuine you truly are. Especially, when it comes to being intimate. But you have at least done the other stuff right?" He shook his head no.

"No one has ever seen my dick if that's what you are asking. And I've never touched a female on her breast or her private area. I've been in year to two year long relationships and that's how they all ended like. I wouldn't sleep with them. I don't trust anyone besides one person in my life."

"Who is that?" He stared deeply into my eyes, so lovingly.

"You, Veronica." My eyes widened at the suddenness. Does that mean?

"If I were to lose my virginity to anyone, I would want it to be you. We have been best friends for almost 26 years now and I trust you with my whole entire being. I know that you wouldn't just leave me afterwards, would you?" His insecurities are fully taking over his mind now. It really stung me that he had the nerve to ask me that.

"You shouldn't have to ask me that question in order to know that no I wouldn't leave you. That is ridiculous that you had to ask me that question. I guess you really don't trust me if you had to ask that." I moved away from him actually kind of hurt.

"No. No. No, please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry, I'm just scared. I really want you to be my first. That is the only way that I would ever lose my virginity. W-would you? Tonight?"

"You want to lose it tonight?" I stood up walking over towards him. He stood up right in front of me but is only a few inches taller than me.

"If that's okay with you. Don't be afraid to say no. You don't have to. I mean you have Derek to think about, you know? I actually don't mind the dude now."

"Since when have you ever liked one of my boyfriends?" I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Since never. But I threatened to kill his ass if he ever hurt you. I will kill him." He gave me that look that only I know how to read.

"I know you would. But like we have always promised each other, no matter what the circumstances were we'd always help each other. And I would love nothing more than to experience this with you. But are you sure? Once it happens you can't take it back."

"More than sure. I've thought a lot about this. It's you. You were the one who was meant for me." I smiled not really knowing how to take that compliment.

"Lay down for me, please."

"I have to undress and stuff first."

"Michael, just lay down. I want your experience to be magical and special." He smiles for once showing his purely whites.

He lays down on the bed and I wait until he is comfortable enough so I can straddle him. I have never seen him sexually attractive, I mean he is fucking sexy and his face is beautiful. But I don't think I've ever found him sexually attractive.

"Are you comfortable?" He nodded his head. I'm nervous as hell. I mean I've had sex before but all guys like different things. I just go with what I know.

I climbed on top of him and straddled his waist. I stared into his brown ebony loving eyes that will put you in a trance of its own. It's hard to get out of it as well.

I kissed him. Something I thought I'd never do in my whole entire life. His soft lips moved so perfectly well with mine. Neither of us fought for dominance. I lightly ran my fingers over the buttons of his shirt before unbuttoning them.

"Raise up for me please." He raises up long enough for me to distribute his shirt, peeling it off of his shoulders. As I studied his dark caramel skin I noticed some white blotches. Some markings were big and some were small.

"Michael, what are those? I've never seen them before." Yes, I've seen him shirtless multiple times when we are at his house swimming.

"That's because they just started appearing recently. I can't control what those blotches do to my body. In matter of only a few years you won't see me as you do now. There is no cure for it. It's vitiligo that kills the pigmentation of my skin. He whispers turning away from me.

"No matter what color you are it doesn't change who Michael Jackson is. Deep down you know what race you are. I think it's beautiful. Don't let what changes you define you as a person." I traced his spots that covered his chest.

Attaching my lips to his neck until I find his sweet spot. It wasn't hard to find. His breathing was getting heavier. Placing litters of kisses all the way down to his chest to where his happy trail is. Scooting my body down until I was laying down between his legs. I kissed the imprint that was showing through his pants. When he moaned I did too. I squeezed him a little bit before unbuttoning his pants. I took his shoes off before completely removing him from his pants. His shaft was completely visible through his white boxers. He was huge and thick might I add. Straddling his waist again grinding myself over him.

He looked up at me nervous/embarrassed.

"Would you like for me to stop?" He shook his head no.

I pulled down the waistband of his boxers revealing his throbbing erection. Fully taking his boxers off, removing them I went back to the position I was in before. Sticking my tongue out licking him from bottom to top before taking him in fully.

"Holy shit, Veronica..." he moaned.

"You like that? Hmm do you like that?"

"I-I fucking l-love this.." he groans fisting my hair gently.

I released him from my mouth and palmed him. Some of his clear glistening precum oozed out lubricating his whole shaft. Then a big drop of precum oozed out and I collected it with my tongue. Flicking my tongue over his tip before I sucked the head of his dick. Taking him fully into my mouth again bopping my head up and down. Letting him go with a slight popping noise. I kissed his torso, up to his chest, until I got to his lips.

"You can undress me if you'd like to or even touch me. Or better you can do both."

"I-I don't know how." He blushed.

"It's ok, why don't you start off by taking my shirt off?" He raised up grabbing the end up my shirt raising it above my head so now that I'm shirtless.

"Unhook my bra, honey." He did like a fucking professional.

"You are beautiful, Veronica. So fucking beautiful." He says studying my shirtless body like it was a work of art. He made me blush and embarrassed for once. He nipped at my neck before moving down to my chest littering it with his loving kisses. Without having to tell him he attached his lips around my right nipple.

"Yeahhhh, just like that..." I whimpered. He hummed against my nipple which immediately sent heated waves to my lower region. He moved over to the next one which made my hips grind over his shaft. Gripping my hips with his hands to make me stop.

"I need you to touch me, Michael.. please."

My lower region is tingling waiting to be attend to. He slid my shorts off of me tossing it in the floor. Only leaving me in my panties.

"Where do you want me to touch you at?"

I grabbed his hand placing it on my pussy making him aware of how hot he has made me. He ran a finger over the material of my panties until he found my throbbing bud. My body instantly jerked when he put pressure on it.

"Y-yeah right there... oh fuckkkk..."

I pushed my panties to the side so he could actually make contact with it. He rubbed it in circles slowly causing my legs to shake. Not getting enough of his touch I took my own panties off straddling his waist. Again.

By the time I got settled he flipped us over in one swift movement so that he is now on top. He moved his hand up and down his shaft jerking himself off slowly. It was so fucking hot.

"Do you like this?" He placed his tip on my bud circling it around. With some stable pressure that went throughout my nerves.

"Mmhmmm fuck.."

"Veronica, it's not going to hurt is it?" I shook my head no.

"I don't think it hurts guys when they lose their virginity, but what do I know?"

He bends over me connecting his lips with mine while rubbing his thick dick against my labia getting it wet. I felt his swollen head be placed at my entrance. This is going to be the biggest dick I've ever experienced. And it's my best friends.

He slowly pushes himself inside of me. His facial expressions that he is doing has to be the cutest I've ever seen. The way his face contorts into a frown. The way his cute nose scrunches up. The way his perfect arched eyebrows furrow. The way he bites his bottom lip to withhold his moans. I just want to suck on that bottom lip.

The mood intensifies once he is officially in all the way. He pulls himself all the way out slowly before slowly pushing back in. He does this until he is satisfied. Which doesn't bother me. I know he is only taking his time because of me. I'm letting him do his thing. No matter what I'm feeling good. I wrapped my legs around his waist bringing him closer to me.

"You feel so fucking good, sweetheart." I groaned when he went harder. His hand touched my cheek and in instantly fell into his touch.

"Mhm, you fit me like a glove. A perfect, beautiful, silky glove. Your pussy feels so fucking amazingly good." We stared into each others eyes for what seemingly felt like forever. But there was nothing but love in his eyes. I had to look away.

There was no way in hell that I could fall in love with my best friend. I'm just doing this as a best friend. Then I felt that all too familiar build up at the pit of my stomach.

"Oh yeah... please don't stop." I felt his thumb come in contact with my throbbing bud, fucking and rubbing me into oblivion. He slammed inside of me and that's when it came like a fountain. I stared into his eyes completely regretting it again.

"That was beautiful, V god you feel amazingly good." Sweat formed on his head. His beautiful caramel body glistening from the light.

He laid down beside of me turning my back so it's against his chest. I felt him enter me again.

"So much tighter this way. God your pussy feels so incredibly good." He kisses behind my neck while groping one of my breast. Tweaking my nipple.

He lifted my right leg up thrashing himself into me. He had to hold me down so I couldn't move. He didn't want me to move. I'm going to be aching tomorrow. Then that feeling was there again.

"Cum with me V. Please cum with me..." his voice was shaking and his dick was twitching. He didn't have to tell me, after my first intense orgasm the second one was already building up.

It felt like a volcano. All at once. It came all at once. He fucked through both of our intense ecstasies. He filled me up with his warm creamy liquids.

Both coming down from our high he wrapped his arm around so protectively over me pulling me closer if that was even possible. It was moments of silence before he spoke.

"Thank you for giving me the best night of my life." He said letting go of me.

"You're more than welcome, Michael. Like I said we are best friends and I'll do anything and everything for you."

"I love you, V. More than what words can ever say."

"Well I love you too, Michael. You are my best friend."

"Yeah, best friend.." he mumbled as if more to himself to hear instead of me. It was quiet for a long time before he spoke again.

"I need to head home before it gets too late." Feeling the weight difference in the bed when he gets up.

"What? No. Just stay here. It's like close to 1 in the morning. No." I grabbed his hand not letting him move. He snatched his hand away from mine, quickly getting dressed.

"I'm leaving Veronica." With that he left. No point in explaining. Upped and left.