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“Wait, what?”

So there I was, balls-deep up my best friend’s butt having just blown a massive wad into the depths of her bowels, and the more her words sank in the more confused I got. I stared at her dumbly, trying to work out her meaning.

“So...” I began, “are you saying that if I had recognized the mood while it was happening, you would’ve been fine with me just slamming it into you?”

Alice rolled her eyes and pushed at my chest. “You’re heavy. Get me some tissues or I’m gonna leak out all over your couch.”

It took me an extra beat before I sprang into action. I pulled out of Alice’s distended anus and quickly hunted down the tissue box while she curled her knees up to her chest like an armadillo to let gravity help keep my cum in her ass. Not for the first time, I wished Belle were here because then cleanup would be easy and obvious.

I got Alice the tissues and she rather uncomfortably shoved three of them into her gaping butthole. Then standing up and clenching her cheeks, she waddled into the bathroom to sit down and release. The sounds of liquids dribbling out of her and plopping into the toilet soon followed.

Alice called out the door, “I see what you mean about this being an inconvenient ‘dessert’ thing.”

“Yeah, it’s unavoidable,” I called back. “Well, unless Belle’s around.” I started to clean myself up too. I kept a package of baby wipes under the couch next to the lube.

Eventually, Alice flushed, returned to the room, and announced, “I think a proper shower is in order.” She gathered her clothes and started heading out of the room.

I grabbed my clothes as well and followed after. “You still haven’t explained what you meant about recognizing the mood.”

Alice rolled her eyes. “If I have to tell you to do something, it defeats the whole purpose.”

“C’mon, you’ve always been straight with me.”

“I AM being straight with you.”

“Then give me a straight answer to this question: When ARE we going to have pussy sex?”

“When the mood is RIGHT.”

“And how do I know when the mood is right?” We hit the stairs and started ascending. “On the one hand, I’m waiting for you to tell me you’re ready. I’ve spent years not pressuring any of you girls into doing anything you’re not ready for, and I swore to myself I’d never do anything you didn’t give me explicit permission to do.”

“Yes, and I’ve loved that about you.”

“And then we talked about this way back during winter break. You said that it would happen when the mood was right. Maybe we’d be gaming and you’d toss the controllers aside and order me to slam it into you, the way we did just now when you told me to put my dick in your ass.”

Alice snorted. “Yeah, that was kind of a spur-of-the-moment thing. I didn’t plan that.”

“But you don’t regret it either, do you?”

“Not at all. That was AMAZING.” Alice stopped at the top of the stairs and reached out a fist. “Seriously, dude. Amazing.”

I chuckled at the absurdity of it all, but I fist-bumped her anyway. She then continued on to the bathroom, adding, “I NEVER thought I’d be into anal sex. And I get that it’s not gonna be a regular ‘main course’ sort of thing. But if we’re both in the mood for dessert, you may very well get a repeat sooner or later.” She tossed her clothes onto the counter, reached into the shower, and started turning on the hot water.

“So anyways,” I continued, “you then said maybe you’d show up in a nice dress and ask me sweetly to take your virginity. The point is: I’m waiting for your cue.”

“I know you are.”

“But then there was that video game girls thing on Valentine’s. When you parked yourself next to Mari and Naimh, it certainly felt like an implied invitation to push myself into you. Was it? Was that a cue?”

Alice looked thoughtful. “What did you think?”

“Straight answers here.”

Taking a deep breath, my best friend exhaled slowly. She focused on the water temperature, holding her hand in the shower spray waiting for it to heat up. “Let’s just say ... if you HAD pushed yourself into me and taken my virginity then and there ... I wouldn’t have regretted it.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “So I DON’T have to wait for explicit permission?”

Alice turned to me, her eyes sharp. “I’m not giving you carte blanche to just ram it into me whenever you want. Let’s be clear about that.”

“No, no, of course not.” I held my hands up defensively.

Alice stepped into the shower, ducked her head into the spray, and stood up straight while using both hands one at a time to push the water back from her forehead and through her scalp. She looked incredible.

“What I’m saying is,” she stated slowly, “if I have to tell you, it defeats the whole purpose.”

I still didn’t completely understand. Sighing and shaking her head, Alice gave me a look. “You coming in or not?”

I got into the shower.

Smirking and brushing my hair back from my face, Alice hugged me, kissed me, and sighed. “I love you, Matty. Not romantically, but I love you. You’re still gonna be my first everything. But I need you to figure this one out on your own, alright?”

I took a deep breath and nodded. Meanwhile, Alice put soap into my hands, helped me lather them up, and then placed my palms on her big tits. We didn’t start up another sex session in the shower, but we definitely had fun getting clean. And in the end, Alice told me she was driving over to Naimh’s house to hang out for the afternoon.

Me? I drove out to pick up fast food for lunch. And right when the drive-thru attendant asked me for my order through the speaker box...

... THEN I finally got it.