I told a guy in my friendzone to jerk off in front of me

For many years I had a guy friend who was in my friendzone, but I made it clear to him from the beginning - I was not interested in fucking him. Even though I was very blunt about it, he still stuck around.

After a while I started to get the sense he actually enjoys being the “friendzone guy” - initiating conversations about the guys I hooked up with and listening with excitement.

At first I thought it’s kind of strange, but surprisingly it became fun for me. Maybe it was all the attention and being worshipped by him, but our relationship dynamic started to turn me on. 

I would even tease him once in a while - place my hand on his leg while sitting next to him, or “accidentally” brushing the back of my hand against his crotch.

Slowly I was starting to have fantasies about dominating him, and one day I decided to turn these fantasies into reality.

We had planned to go to another friend's birthday party. He came to my place to pick me up, but I was still not ready and needed another half an hour.

I told him to come upstairs and wait at my place. He had been in my apartment many times so it was seemingly nothing special, but I already had a plan that would change our relationship forever.

As I finished the shower the door bell rang. I covered up with a towel and opened the door for him. I could see he was a little flustered that I was only wearing a towel, but he did not acknowledge it.

He sat down on the couch, I went into the bedroom and asked him if he could give his opinion regarding what outfit I should wear, to which he happily agreed.

I came out in a short summer dress, with a very revealing cleavage and no underwear, so my nipples were poking through the dress. I asked him if he liked it. 

He stuttered at first, but assured me that the dress looked amazing. I turned my back to him, and asked: “But how does my ass look?” as I lifted up the dress slightly, revealing the lower part of my buttcheeks. 

I heard a gulp and all he said was: “Wow”. He did not even answer my question. I smirked, looked at his crotch and noticed a bulge. I was genuinely surprised, because I thought it would take a lot longer, but he was already sitting with a tent in his pants.

“Oh my god, are you hard?!” - I laughed, pointing at his dick.

He blushed, trying to cover up the bulge with his hands and apologized.

“No need to say sorry, I like it.” I replied with a smile and continued - “You poor thing, didn’t mean to give you blue balls..do you want to jerk off before we go?”

He was speechless - trying to reply, but all he could do was stutter.

I changed my tone, sounding more dominant: “C’mon then, make a decision. Are you going to the party with a tent in your pants or take care of it here?”

He finally uttered in disbelief: “You..want me..to..?”

“YES, I want you to jerk off in front of me!” I interrupted.

The confusion on his face turned into excitement, but he was still visibly shy.

He timidly pulled his dick out, which was on the smaller side and I giggled: “Aww, look at that cute little thing”.

His eyes lit up and all the timidness vanished. My intuition was right - he loved being humiliated. 

“Come on then, start stroking, we don’t have much time”

He started stroking as fast as he could while looking at my nipples poking through the dress.

Even though he was quite small, his dick was rock hard and visibly throbbing, already leaking precum.

“Wow, someone’s really excited, ey?” - I smirked.

He kept stroking and I lifted up my dress, flashing my pussy just for a split second. As soon as he saw it, he moaned loudly and ropes of cum landed on his shirt.
I laughed and said:  “Well, that didn’t take much”

I still had one of my ex's shirts in the closet, I gave it to him as his own shirt was just soaked in cum, he must have completely emptied his balls.

Being in a naughty mood I went to the party in the same dress without any underwear.

This was the beginning of our new relationship.