Late in the afternoon, there was a knock at the door to my apartment. My roommates, Matt and Simon, were both out of town for the weekend. Lounging in sweats, I headed to the front door unsure of who my surprise visitor could be. I was pleasantly surprised when I opened it to find Becca waiting excitedly outside.Beck, as I called her, was one of my best friends from college. Since our first meeting at a frat house freshman year, we had shared a lot. I told her everything, and we grew into something of a duo over those four rowdy years. I experimented a lot in college, and Beck was always supportive and non-judgmental. She had her own curious moments and together we would chat late at night about the various guys and ladies who appealed to us both.When I found out a studio apartment had opened up in my building, I helped her get it. Now she lived upstairs and dropped by at least once a week. Usually, she came to chill with my roommates and I or to watch trash TV. The energy of this visit felt a little different.After a moment in the hall, Becca brushed past me and into the living room. “Are the boys here?” she asked, referring to Matt and Simon.I responded with a polite “Nah,” while I cleared some plates from the coffee table.“Okay, good!” she retorted before plopping down on the couch. “I have something just for you,” she said, pointing at me. Returning to the living room, I looked at her skeptically before taking a seat next to her on the couch. She held up her phone with a mischievous smile and started off, “You will never guess who has an OnlyFans!”“Who?” I asked, a little bored already at the idea of seeing another woman from our class selling her naked photos online.“Sean Santos,” she said, grinning again.I was a little speechless. Sean had been in our year at college and was, as far as I knew, dealing high-end real isvecbahis estate in the city for his dad’s brokerage. Becca knew this would be of interest to me because, although I mostly dated women, I had dabbled with dudes and had revealed a certain crush on Sean to her. He was a jock, played baseball, and my eyes wandered whenever I found myself in the university gym at the same time as him. Becca and I had always agreed on the quality of his assets. On more than one occasion she had elbowed my rib as Sean bent over in his tight baseball pants during a game.I looked over Becca. She had skipped into my apartment quickly and was wearing snug black leggings with a skin-tight purple sports bra overlaid by a loose tank top, cropped messily above her stomach with a raggedly cut edge. This was a standard uniform for her, and on this particular afternoon was paired with a messy ponytail. The leggings accentuated her sculpted thighs and perfectly toned gluts, while the sports bra and crop top laid bare her tight belly. Becca was busty, but also modest enough to know when an extra layer of coverage was needed. She had always seemed self-conscious about her generous tits. She was an indisputably gorgeous woman.Without giving away my interest in Sean Santos’s virtual nudes, I asked in a roundabout way if she was headed to or from the gym. “Do you want a water, or a beer Beck?”She looked down into her phone with a frown, declaring, “Well, I was planning to go to the gym, but after this revelation maybe a beer is warranted?”I headed to the kitchen and came back with a bottle for each of us. She took a swig from hers and turned to me on the couch, “Do you want to see it?”“See what?” I remarked casually, and sipped my beer before placing it down again with a clink on the surface of the glass coffee table.She tilted her head and isveçbahis giriş put up an eyebrow. “I know you want to see it!” she yelled, before clarifying that she meant Sean’s OnlyFans. She continued with a wink, “I’m a subscriber.” Her tone was teasing and she swung the phone in front of my face.“Is it worth it?” I asked as I took a long drink from my bottle. She laughed and confirmed it was, and my poker face evaporated. In another second we were huddled next to each other tightly and she was logging in to open his lengthy profile.It was true, indeed. Sean had an OnlyFans. And what an OnlyFans he had. Becca leafed through photos and videos of him half-naked, nude, jerking off, and fucking an anonymous woman.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. “That’s really him,” I said, my mouth half-open.“Yup!” she yelped proudly. She paused on one image of him stroking his considerable dick and proclaimed meditatively, “Look at that cock!”Becca was a pretty reserved person by nature so this kind of talk on her part was mildly surprising, even considering our history together. I asked pointedly if she was all right. She informed me that she hadn’t “had a dick” in more than six months and that Sean’s OnlyFans was a welcome distraction. We both looked at it again.Sean was about as hot as I remembered. Tall, built, and hung, his confidence came through in all his videos.Becca came to one post and laughingly squealed, “holy shit,” before handing me the phone. What followed was a video of buff and masculine Sean playing with his own round ass.I gasped. Watching this macho brute tease and finger his butt, I felt myself getting hard.Becca looked over my shoulder at it and said cockily, “See, I knew you would like it.”A little blown away, and equally excited, we sat staring forward on the couch. We each took silent sips from our isveçbahis yeni giriş respective beers. Then I thought to ask how long she had been a subscriber to this content.She looked guilty. “Well, I don’t know, a couple weeks?”“You’ve been flicking your clit to his videos for a month haven’t you?” I interjected. We broke into hilarious laughter at once. Almost in tears, she nodded enthusiastically, affirming just how well I knew her.The thought of Beck, herself toned and gorgeous, writhing in bed late at night to these insane videos of my man-crush flashed through my head and excited me. Imagining Sean’s beautiful ass tensing up and his balls slapping against Beck as he fucked her excited me too.“You’re lying if you say this shit doesn’t turn you on too, my friend,” she said as she slugged me playfully on the shoulder and picked up her beer again.What followed was a moment of stiff silence as the room filled with a certain tension. A video of Sean talking dirty played on Beck’s phone, which she had set down on the coffee table. I could feel my heart beating faster as I asked my next question, “How much do his videos turn you on, Beck?”“A lot,” she paused, “why?”“I don’t know-” I started while looking into my beer. I cut myself off and then attempted to change the subject before she interrupted me.“Wait, wait,” she began, “why do you care how into it I am?”Clumsily I explained that I was into her being into Sean, and his videos. She sat forward and finished her beer. Then she smiled and, turning to me, leaned in sort of surprisingly and kissed me flatly and warmly on the mouth. We embraced deeply and I yanked her leggings-clad legs over my knees in a way that felt completely natural. She kissed me with more depth and soon I felt her tongue flicking against mine.Pulling her mouth away from mine for a hasty breath she grunted with a teasing tone, “You like that I want to get fucked by your boyfriend?”I replied, “Fuck yea,” and we continued to kiss.She pulled away for another breath and, wiping her hand across her mouth whispered lowly, “Fuck.”