I used to be on the athletics team of my hight school. As a result I am tall, fit and don't have too bad of a body. I have black hair that I like to keep gelled up in spikes, and blue ayes. Jason was also on the athletics team, but spent a lot more time working out than I did, and has the body every man dreams of having. He has dark hair that he keeps shaven short, and brown eyes.
We had been best friends since we met at the beginning of high school, and last summer our friendship progressed to a new, higher level.
It was a saturday in August, Jason had come round as there was little else to do while there were workmen tearing up the leisure center. We spent the afternoon playing on the Xbox, then later went out cycling round town for a bit. We came back all hot and sweaty, so I went for a shower. Jason said he was fine, and went into my room.
I came out of the shower five minutes later, wrapped in a towel, and went into my room to find some clothes. Jason was doing some cool-down stretches. He had taken his t-shirt off and you could almost see the steam rising off his six-pack.
"Been working out?" I asked innocently.
"Not much." Jason replied, "You could look like this in a few sessions."
"What, improve my already godly figure? I don't think so!" I joked.
"Yeah sure. Have everybody drooling over you."
We both laughed. I dried myself off, threw the towel on the floor and went to find some clothes in my cupboard. I realised that Jason was watching me.
"Enjoying what you see?" I joked. He didn't answer. I turned round, and Jason turned away, embarrassed. He had a large lump running up the inside of his shorts. "Fuck, you getting hard over my arse?"
"Er, well..." he started.
"Don't worry about it mate," I said. "got a cousin who's gay, nothing wrong with it." He seemed to relax a bit.
"Man, I'm so glad you said that." he said, sounding relieved. "Don't go shouting it round school though, I'd die from all the stick I got about it."
"Aye okay." I said, pulling on some clothes. Jason put his top back on. "How long you known?"
"Few years. Was looking at porn on the net, liked the lads more than the lasses."
The conversation hit an end when my dad came in with two pizza boxes and a six pack. We settled down to watch a film. By the end of it we didn't have a clue what to do. We started dialing random channels to see what they were. After several dozen lifestyle channels we hit a porn channel. We watched for a few minutes as a blond slowly sucked on the end of a guys dick before I heard Jason getting restless. I passed him the remote.
"Find something you want to watch." I said "I got the computer."
I'd been watching clips on the machine for about ten minutes and had a raging hardon. I'd taken everything off except for my shorts, and was rubbing myself slowly. There was a click from the computer and suddenly all the lights went out. I took a quick look out of the window and down the street. Everything was off. I heard Jason bump into the corner of my bed, and managed to catch him in the gloom before he fell. He was shaking like a leaf - he'd been scared of the dark since a kid, and never really got over it.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Fine... just fine." he stuttered. I tried to find anything that would make a light, and found a torch on the floor. I switched it on and it cast an ice-blue light around the room. Jason had sat on my bed. He wasn't wearing anything at all, and his 7 inch member was sticking bolt upright. I noticed that he shaved all his pubic hair off, not just his belly and chest. I was mesmerized, I'd seen people naked in the sports room showers plenty of times, but never like this. He was still shaking.
I sat down next to him, and put my hand on his shoulder.
"You sure you're okay?" I asked again.
"Yeah, just a shock thats all. Don't like the dark. Thanks though." he said, reaching up and touching my arm.
"No problem mate. See you found something you liked." I said, laughing.
"Sorry, I'll go put something on if you-" he began.
"Nah its fine." I said. "Nothing I haven't seen before, ay?"
I realised I was staring at his dick again. Jason had noticed too.
"Why do you keep staring?" he asked.
"I, er." this time it was me looking away in embarrassment.
"I don't mind like, was just wandering."
The lights came back on again just as suddenly as they had gone off. The computer booted itself back up.
"Can I show you something, and if you don't like it we can stop and not talk about it again?" he asked, suddenly.
"Erm, sure." I said
Jason logged on to a site about masturbation. There was a page headed "fun for two". I had half an idea where he was going. He clicked on it. I came closer so that I could read the screen. There was a list of all the things two guys could do together. After I read the page I realised that I was rock hard again. Jason had noticed too, and kept glancing at the lump in my boxers.
"So, er, you want to try something?" he asked, cautiously. I felt a pulse of blood in my dick. I was really horny after the clips and supposed no harm could come from it.
"Okay, I suppose..." I said slowly. "What do you want to do?"
"Anything you're okay with." he said.
We went back over to the bed. The moment I sat down thoughts started spinning in my head, what was I doing, does this make me gay, what is he going to do to me? Jason sat down next to me. I could feel the heat from his body radiating from him. We sat perfectly still for half a minute. Then Jason reached over, and cupped a hand over the front of my boxers gently. I twitched slightly. This wouldn't have been the first time that somebody had touched my dick, but it was the first time a guy had ever done it.
I slowly reached across, and wrapped my hand slowly around Jason's shaft. It was very warm and solid as iron. I felt movement on my legs, and realised that Jason was trying to pull down my boxers. I lifted myself up, and pulled them all the way off. My eight inch manhood stood proud, surrounded by its forest of hair. We slowly tossed each other off, scared to say anything that might ruin it.
After what could have been about ten minutes, Jason pulled his hand back and turned towards me, and asked quietly;
"Can I taste it?"
I shrugged, and then he bent over me, and engulfed my bellend in his mouth. I flinched, a mixture of emotions rushed through me. Slowly, he sank all the way down my shaft, tickling the underside with his tongue. This was way better than when a lass did it to me. I was amazed to find when I looked down that he had me all the way to the hilt. He was going a bit red, and came up again, slowly and still licking.
"Fuck that was good!" I said when he'd stared breathing again.
"I've learned." he said. "You taste great. I want some more."
He went down on me again. I felt precum seeping out of the end of my dick, and could feel him sucking it up and swallowing it, before going all the way down again. He moved off the bed and knelt between my knees, slowly bobbing up and down. Suddenly I felt tension in my balls, and lifted him off of me.
"Fuck, I almost came." I said. Jason licked the last of my precum from my shaft, then licked his lips.
"I wouldn't have minded." he said "Your precum is fantastic, so sweet." I laughed lightly, and he came back up to sit next to me. "You still okay with this?" he asked.
"Fuck yeah, you're better then any lass I've had!" I said. I looked across as Jason's dick, it had precum oozed all over the bell end. I felt a bit nervous but said, "Can I have a go?"
Jason lay back on my bed, and I knelt between his legs. I carefully took his dick in one hand, and slowly bent forward over his balls. I licked all the way up his shaft, onto his bellend, and lapped up the precum. It didn't taste so bad, nowhere near like a lasses cunt. I put his dick in my mouth, and went down about four inches before gagging, and coming back up. Strangely enough, it tasted no different to as if I was sucking on his thumb, only it was larger and warmer.
I bobbed up and down for a few minutes, almost gagging every time I tried to get more than four inches in. Jason said to cool it, it took ages to kill the gag reflex. I stopped after a while, and sat back up again.
"Man, you were just getting good!" said Jason.
"My jaw is tired." I said. I continued to slowly jack him off with my hand. "Come on then, suck me again."
"I know something better..." Jason said conspiratorially.
"What?"
"Got any rubbers?"
Our high school health office gives out free boxes of condoms in one of these never ending "stop the STD" drives that the government pumps out. Every time I went in for a physical I would sneak a box or three out. I hadn't, however, intended them for this.
"Fuck, you want me to fuck you? No way!"
"Why not?" he asked.
"I mean... its just... we're friends, I mean its not right?" It was feeble but it was the only reason I had.
"Oh, okay," ha said, looking disappointed. "I was going to let you beat me in wrestling if you did."
I stopped. That wasn't fair. Jason was like the wrestling champ of the town. Nobody beat him, and for the past few weeks, nobody had even asked to try. If he let me beat him, I'd be like a god. Was that worth sticking my dick into my best friends arsehole?
"Yes." I said finally. "I got rubbers."
I got up and went over to my cupboard. Deep under the sea of clothes, several lower layers of which haven't seen daylight since 2005, is my hidey hole of porn mags, condoms, and a tube of lube. I tore a box in half and pulled out a condom wrapper, and picked up the lube. it had leaked and was all slimy in my hands. I returned to the bed to find Jason lying back playing a finger round his ring.
"I, er, how do you want to do this?" I asked.
"Come and stand at the end of the bed." he said.
I walked to the end and he slid over, his legs in the air. As I started opening the condom wrapper, he put a leg over each of my shoulders, his strong leg muscles clamping me there. I rolled the condom all the way down, and then squirted a good helping of lube on too, slicking it all the way along my dick.
"Come on, get it in already!" said Jason, grinning. I paused, before pushing in as far as I could go.
Jason started a low moan of "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckshitshitshitshit" as I went. I was amazed at how it felt, it was all warm and tight and slick. I pulled out again, before plunging back in. The moan was replaced with "oh yeah, ram it in you stud". I laughed, pulled out and slammed in again, making his entire body judder. I kept on slamming in to him for about five or ten minutes, getting faster and faster into a rhythm that was sending me into fits of ecstasy. Jason was moaning in time to my thrusts, over and over.
"I'm gunna cum!" I managed to say.
"Pull out!" Jason said. I did and he sat upright, pulled off the condom and slammed his face all the way down onto my dick. I couldn't hold it, I let loose wave after wave of cum into the back of his throat, it kept going for nearly thirty seconds, I'd never felt it this powerful before. "FUCK!" was about all I managed to say.
Jason kept sucking until my dick was soft and fell out of his mouth.
"Shit you cum a lot!" he said.
"Sorry" I said, a bit embarrassed.
"What for?" he asked "Tasted fucking great!" he laughed.
I collapsed onto the bed next to him. He turned towards me, his still hard dick rubbed against my thigh. I reached down and grabbed it, started to jerk it slowly.
"Want to suck me again?" he asked "You do it good for a newbie."
I rolled over and he moved up so that my face was above his head again. There was precum all over his head, shaft and belly. I started like I had the first time, licking up the shaft. I engulfed his head and first four inched of shaft, and sucked hard on the way back up. Jason shivered in enjoyment, muttering "fuck yeah". I did it a few more times until he stopped me.
"Gunna cum mate!" he said.
"Want to return the favor." I said, before grinning, "if you let me win twice."
Jason grinned back. "Deal." he said.
I sucked hard on his shaft three more times before I felt his entire body tense. Eight shots of hot, salty sperm hit the roof of my mouth, flooding it. I swallowed quickly, making way for the final spurts. I rolled onto my back again, exhausted but happy. I slid up next to Jason slowly. He put his arm over me, saying;
"Thanks mate. You made me feel... you made me feel better than I have done in a long time."
"No problem." I said, yawning. "Thats what *yawn* -ends are for, right?"
"Ha that and letting you beat me in wrestling."
"Twice" I said.
"Yeah... twice." He stopped. I knew what was coming. "Three times if we do this again tomorrow."
"You're on." I said.
We both laughed for a while, then gradually fell asleep, Jason with his arm over me. Its a damn good job that I had locked my door too.
There are another few stories, which I will post if this one goes down well with the crowds.
