My friend caught me cheating and promised not to tell my BF
This has been one of the most terrifying experiences I've had.
I went to a gay bar with a friend of mine who is also friends with my boyfriend, although he's better friends with me than him. As usual, many drinks were drunk and I started letting loose as the night went on, getting more drunk than my friend. At some point, I started flirting with this tall rugged guy who bought me a couple of drinks. Now, my friend isn't aware that I'm a cheater, so I had to be subtle. Eventually I told him that I was going to the restroom. The guy I was flirting with followed me in.
After what was probably 5–7 minutes of getting my cheeks beat and my hole stretched by this guy in one of the stalls, I heard my friend yelling my name inside the room and I knew I was fucked. After chaotically getting re-dressed, I got out of the stall first to greet my friend. He obviously heard me getting pounded because he looked pissed and betrayed. I had no choice but to pretend that it was a one-time mistake, and I basically cried for him to not tell my boyfriend. While this was happening, the hot guy that fucked me was awkwardly walking past and left the room. I thought my relationship and friendship was over, but apparently being drunk made me seem more genuine because my friend accepted my apology and believed me. He promised not to tell my boyfriend and told me to not accept drinks from strangers anymore. I pretended to agree, and that was that.
It's been almost a full week and he hasn't tattled, so I think I'm in the clear. But holy shit was that stressful, I thought my relationship was OVER.