The story begins with two teenage boys, Ryan and Shawn, both 17, and Best Friends. Ryan was tallish, 5'8, brown hair, tan, and somewhat muscular. I was shorter, 5'6, blonde hair, blue eyes, somewhat tan, and somewhat muscular. Ryan and I had been best friends since we were 11, we shared everything. We did almost everything together. You could not find two closer friends. One thing we never talked about was sex. Not just as in with each other, but in general. We were both raised to be clean, we were the type that wanted to wait until we were married. Oh we had girlfriends, but it never went to more than girlfriends. We were also both straight.
One key thing though. I may have been straight, but whenever I looked at porn, whenever I had a fantasy, it always involved guys. I don't know why, it was just what got me off. And the main fantasy involved Ryan. His house. Whenever I pictured the scene, I only had to Jack off for about 5 minutes before I blew my load. Now Ryan and I joked a lot about being gay, we would do things as jokes, but whenever it came to actual gay stuff, it seemed to repulse him.
Friday, normal day, normal schedual. Or so I thought. I went through my day, high school, first four periods, lunch, fifth, and finally sixth. I had sixth, math, with Ryan. It was a trig day, and the teacher asked us to split up into pairs. Naturally, me and Ryan teamed up, and got to work. I accidentally dropped my pencil, and he picked it up for me. As he was handing it back to me from the floor, his hand brushed against my package. I thought nothing of it.
At the end of class, Ryan asked me to come to his house for a sleepover. I said sure, and he told me to be there at 6.
I arrived at his house, he opened the door, and we went into his living room. "Where are your parents?" I said. He replied "On vacation for the weekend, it's just you and me". He asked me what movie I wanted to watch, I told him to choose. We ended up watching Avatar. He sat next to me on the couch.
When the movie was over, we started playing call of duty. I never really like this game, and usually watched him play it. He was not very good, but when I said I watched him play it, I meant I watched him, not the game. We played for about an hour, and finally, bored, he announced that he was hungry. He asked me what I wanted, to which I just said "Whatever". We settled on pizza, and he went to cook it, as I tried to play one game.
I was laying on the couch, when he randomly jumped on me. I laughed at first and continued playing. He just laid there for a minute, I had no idea what he was doing. Then I started to feel something on my leg, slowly creeping up. I looked down to see Ryan, slowly but surely, getting a hard on. I said "Woah dude, what are you doing". He just layed there, and then, with me looking down at his crotch, placed his lips on mine. I was very suprised at first, but then kissed him back full on. This was what I had dreamed of, what I had hoped, but never actually believed would happen.
I pulled a way. "dude, are you sure you want to do this?", to which he replied, "Yeah Shawn, you are my best friend, you are the only person I could ever feel comfertable doing this with". Then he continued kissing. I was starting to get an erection now, and he could feel it. He very slowly took off my shirt, and I very slowly took off his. Next came my belt, shortly followed by his. At this point, he got off of me and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants to reveal my tent-boxers. I stood him up, and put his boxers down, to reveal his. I knew instantly that he was much bigger than I was. See, I was a very late bloomer, 16, and I knew he had hit puberty around 13. He pulled down my boxers to reveal my 5 1/2 inch dick. I stopped him once more and made sure he knew what he wanted. He just smiled and started pumping it. It felt so good! Like nothing I had ever felt! Oh, of course I had jacked off a thousand times, and half of them had involved me thinking of Ryan, but this was the real deal, this was too good to be true. He then let go, and, with my eyes on him, he put his mouth on my rod. He slid the whole thing in, and started sucking. The feeling was so good, I would have passed out if it had been any better. I didnt have much time left in me, so I let him know that I was about to come. He just gave me the thumbs up. Finally, I blew my load. I had never shot this much in my life. Usually it was a dribble, maybe some drops, but not much. Now, however, I shot 4, 5, 6 loads into his mouth. Each of which were swallowed with delight. He made sure it was quite clean before letting me go, and looking at me with a grin on his face. "Wow, Ryan, that was...that was amazing!" "Yeah, I know! Shawn, I am not gay, but I really really like you. I am really really glad we are best friends". "Yeah, Me too" was my only reply. He turned to go. "Woah buddy, where do you think you are going? I havnt done you yet!" Ryan turned around with a big smile on his face. I slowly, very slowly, pulled down his boxers. I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of my life. What I saw astounded me. He had to be nearly 8 inches. I fell in love with it the moment I saw it. It was everything I had hoped, everything I had imagined. I looked at him, and he looked at me, and I knew that the only thing that could come from this was a strengthened friendship. I slowly started to work it, speeding up very carefully. He tilted his head back, and let out a very long moan. He sat on the couch, and I sat next to him, and continued wacking him off. I was in heaven, I was happier now than I was when he was doing it to me. I knew what he wanted, so, for the first time, I tasted his dick. It tasted like heaven, and it felt so good. I started sucking, and successfully fit a whole 6 inches in my mouth before I gagged and had to take it easier. He started moaning very loud, and I went faster and faster. Finally I felt a jerk of the rod, and my mouth was filled with his sperm. It was sweet, salty, and delicious. I took 9 shots in before it finally stopped. I made sure he was quite clean, then gave him a wide grin. I stood up and sat next to him, and we put our arms around each other. We just sat there for what seemed like hours, even though it was actually only 5 minutes. Finally, he said; "Shawn, you dont know how happy I am. I know I am always making comments on how anti-gay I am, and how I hate everything gay, but that was all talk. I was afraid that with my talk, it would make you think that I would never want to do anything. So I knew the only thing I could do was to make the move myself. I also knew that it would either make or break our friendship. I see now that this was one of the best decisions I have made in my entire life." All I could say was "Yeah, I have had about a million fantasies about you, all of which were nothing compared to this." Ryan stated that he had too. I knew there would be many more sleepovers in the future.
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