The Pleasures of Having a Friend (18+)

Jonah looks at Sarah's invitation but he didn't know what to do. How could he! He had ran from his pain for all these years, only to be trapped with it. And then ultimately embracing it.

Jonah was frozen from this possibility of acceptance.

The possibility of hope.

Do you think he wished to ignore his family's last pleas for his happiness? Of him grasping onto the hope surrounding him? Of him rejecting their memories...

Do you think he wanted to ignore them!

If Jonah could, he would have already broken the floor with his shear helplessness.

There was a reason hope was the last thing remaining in the pandora's box...

Hope was a cruel mistress.

But nonetheless Sarah looked at Jonah with her gentle smile, her eyes displaying the contrast between her earlier emotions.

"Come with me. If nothing else we can start by being friends together." Sarah says with utmost purity, as if a holy light was shining upon her from the heavens themselves.

The light of hope.

She persuades Jonah "Come, lay upon this bed with me..." as she layed her back down, while patting the space next to her, signalling the place where Jonah should sleep in.

His place was right beside her, as if patting the place of her lover's spot.

Jonah was locked in his thoughts without even realising what he was doing. His thoughts, muddled with his emotions of helplessness and guilt, with a slight sense of regret bubbling from his heart as he wished to move forward.

With dazed eyes he viewed at the place of comfort besides Sarah.

The place of safety.

The final place away from this wretched suffering.

His body moved on his own. He slowly got up and walked to the bed where Sarah's alluring figure was laid upon. Showing his escape from his pain.

His final chance to grasp hope!

He had, had enough. Not even his willpower could stop his soul's seeking of companionship, from this suffering.

Not even he could stop what was about to happen.

His entire life would change from this point onwards.

His will would not be his from now on.

He was already trapped like a bug in a spider's web without even realising it.

Wiggyling in that web believing he still had a sense of control as the spider slowly drew closer and closer with each movement from her prey.

But that was fine.

He didn't need control.

The spider wasn't his enemy. It was going to be his friend.

All he needed was a friend.

And with that Jonah laid beside Sarah on the bed. Facing his back towards her to show he didn't mean to do anything indecent.

Sarah whispers into his ears with a sweet voice "Remember... I can do a lot to help you..." Sarah grabs his crotch from behind. Gently caressing it, displaying her gentle nature of control over her victims "I can give some comfort from your pain... I could tell from your silence... I'll be the friend you needed...okay?" Sarah says seductively.

Jonah gets pulled out of his own thoughts, finally coming back to himself. What had he done? Why was he here? Did he really need that hope? Even though it had never brought him any good...

Jonah had finally given up from running from his desires. He couldn't do it anymore. If a man had never felt hope they would have never fallen into this state of starvation for light.

Ironically feeling hope made it even harder to resist the hedonism of life.

It was hard to resist the pleasures of life if you have felt it once before. It gets even harder to resist each time you feel the hedonistic pleasures going round and round in your head.

It gets harder to resist till the point you don't want to anymore.

Why bother trudging through the darkness when the light is always more healing. More comfortable.

Why move lost in the darkness, making your own meaning or path when the light has already laid it all out for you.

Sure you might lose your freedom, but he was already locked in that dark tunnel. Maybe the light might give him more freedom.

Wait maybe he had already seen the light at the tunnel? Maybe he had only been suffering more by not getting his reward from his sufferings.

Maybe he should just take his reward.

Jonah turned around as he felt Sarah gently stroking his cock through his pants.

He looked at Sarah's beautiful ruby-violet eyes and dark red-brown hair.

He didn't want to be alone anymore.

He didn't want to hold back any longer.

He goes forward grabbing Sarah by her hair, bringing her face close to his finally giving a kiss.

He hadn't felt the warmth of a connection in years.

It had been too long since he had started being in company.

Jonah swirled his tongue around Sarah's, constantly dancing in each other's mouths. Feeling everything the other had to offer.

Sarah had her eyes opened momentarily from shock before she sunk into the pleasure. Her eyes closing as she gave a slight moan of satisfaction.

Sarah pulled Jonah's pants down enough to get a better handle on his raw member. Caressing his cock back and forth, giving him gratification as they continued in their heated duel of their tongues.

They both constantly pulled away from each other, only to go back with even more ferocity. Moving away from each other long enough to catch a breath or two before going again, continuing their kiss. The kiss sometimes lasting longer as their feelings made up for the lack of air in their lungs.

Jonah felt his cock stimulated the entire time as they were making out. As they were deeply ingrained in their passion.

Sooner or later Jonah's crotch started to feel better then the fullness in his heart. Finally giving way to his semen shooting out.

His cum had stained the sheets as he continued kissing Sarah. Not being able to hold back from his pleasure in his lower half.

Sarah tried to pull away from Jonah's tongue as she felt the warmth in her hands from Jonah's cum.

Jonah didn't want to let go of her, so he plunged his tongue deeper into her mouth, trying to make her stay through his sheer aggression, making Sarah feel his absolute dominance of power through his beastial instincts.

Sarah obliged and stayed a bit longer till Jonah was fully satisfied with his little temper tantrum.

Jonah finally let Sarah's hair go, issuing that he wasn't going hold her in that position any longer.

They both pulled away with their saliva forming a silky string in between their tongues. Both seemingly wishing for more, but trying to hold back for as long so they could see where this would lead them.

Sarah lowers her head towards Jonah's crotch and tries to go for a quick blowjob, but Jonah pulled away. "We should go to sleep." Jonah says with a slightly less cold voice then usual. Evidently displaying some warmth towards Sarah's existence in his heart.

Sarah sees that but doesn't get disappointed, but instead puts her hand on Jonah's shoulder and moving close enough that her breasts were squished onto Jonah's hard muscular back, whispering "This is the kind of help I can give to a friend... Remember I don't fight back when a friend asks for my help...".

Sarah finishes her sentence with a little kiss to Jonah's right cheek. She turns around pushing her ass onto Jonah's back, making him feel the softness and width of her hips as they both went to sleep that night, evidently feeling the tension of the upcoming few days in their travels.

They were going to have a lot of 'friendly' hang outs in these upcoming days.

Sarah went to sleep feeling her ass fully pressed onto Jonah's back. Feeling satisfied from getting a new man on her bed. Smiling slightly from the fulfilment of living up to her life's purpose. The shining of the full moon signifying her achievments tonight.