soooo, this happened about a year ago with my childhood friend. we’ve always been close. like, super close. we’ve known each other forever, so hanging out was nothing new. but things got a little wild on this road trip we took together. he had a girlfriend at the time, but since we were just friends, no one really thought anything of it when we planned a weekend getaway to a cabin upstate. it was supposed to be just a chill trip, nothing more.

on the second night, after a day of hiking and exploring, we were back at the cabin just relaxing. we had some drinks, ate leftover pizza, and were sitting by the fire, talking about random stuff. the mood was super laid-back, but also kind of cozy. we were sitting close, and I could feel the heat between us, literally and figuratively. his leg was resting against mine, and I could tell that he wasn’t moving away on purpose.

we started talking about relationships, and he brought up how things were a little boring with his girlfriend. how she wasn’t really into trying new things in bed. I could tell by the way he was talking that he wanted to push the conversation a little further. he was being all flirty and asked if I had ever thought about us, u know, being more than just friends. it felt weirdly natural because we’ve always had that “what if” vibe.

I laughed it off at first, but I was curious, so I went along with it. one thing led to another, and I kissed him. it wasn’t planned, but it felt right in that moment. After that, things got heated fast. he pulled me onto his lap, and I could feel how much he wanted me. we were both kind of surprised by how intense it was, but we didn’t stop.

the next thing I knew, we were in bed, and he was all over me, his hands exploring places I never thought he’d touch. it was like he knew exactly what I wanted, and I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. he was rough but in the best way, and I could feel all the tension between us finally breaking. we spent the rest of the night just wrapped up in each other, like we had been waiting for this moment for years.

it wasn’t awkward afterward, which was surprising. we just laughed about it, and the rest of the weekend was fun, though things definitely felt different between us. we both knew we crossed a line, but weirdly, it didn’t mess up our friendship. even now, he’ll sometimes bring it up in a teasing way, and honestly, I don’t regret a thing. It was something we both wanted, and it just… happened.

Anyway, if you’ve made it this far, thanks for reading! I’d love to hear your thoughts, and my dms open!!