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Friend
by Levi Charon (xebpy@mail.com)
***
Two young teens who are best friends take their
relationship to a new level. It was a first for both of
them and was more than either could have hoped for. (mm-
teens, 1st-gay-expr, youths, oral)
***
When I was fifteen, I worked after school at a run-down
gas station on the edge of the very small town in west
Texas where I lived. I mostly just pumped gas, cleaned
windshields and repaired flats. Old John, the owner had
run that station for as long as anyone could remember.
He was getting more senile by the day so he let me do
more and more of the work until I was practically
running the place. He probably should have sold it years
ago.
My friend Kirby would come by and hang out and sometimes
help around the station. We had known each other since
grade school and were probably more like brothers than
friends. I had always had strong feelings for Kirby,
stronger than I let on. He was one of those boys people
could only describe as beautiful.
After puberty the attraction took on a much more sexual
tone but, of course, I would never say anything to him
because I was afraid he would think I was gay. Sometimes
I thought I was but then I was attracted to some of the
girls in school as well. Maybe that's what's referred to
as bisexual. Who knows?
Anyhow, there was this guy who came by the station a
couple of times a week. He was a vet who got shot up in
the war and had a bad limp and some scars on his face.
He lived alone nearby and I don't think he had any
social life to speak of. I don't know if he had a thing
for teenage boys or was just lonely but he came by
fairly often to shoot the breeze and was also the guy
who introduced Kirby and me to porn. He had a huge
collection of 'little green books' and he would bring a
couple of them by every few days for us to ogle.
This was before the computer era took off so we didn't
have unfettered access to all the porn in the world like
today. Kirby and I learned quickly not to read them at
the station because we would be trying to hide our
stiffies while waiting on customers. We'd take them home
after work and then trade the next day.
One day Kirby said that his dad had fallen off the wagon
and was on a real tear. He asked if he could stay at my
house over night or maybe even for a few days. My dad
had long since abandoned us and my mom worked nights at
the truck stop so I didn't even need to ask permission.
Besides, Mom liked Kirby and treated him like one of her
own.
"Sure!" I said. "I'll cook up some hamburgers and mac'n
cheese and we can play cards or something."
"Thanks. I don't like being within a half a mile of him
when he's on the bottle. He can be a real asshole."
About that time Sammy, the war vet came in. We gave him
back the books he had loaned us and he left three new
'adventures'."
We closed up the station at eight. I cleared the cash
register and took the money to John who lived in the
rear of the building. Kirby sprung for some sodas from
the cooler and we headed home.
Mom had already left for work and she left a note saying
she was working a double. Between her salary and mine we
barely made ends meet so she worked extra whenever she
could.
As I said, these were the days before high powered
electronics and computer games so Kirby put a stack of
LPs on the stereo while I cooked up our dinner. Later we
played a couple of games of rummy before we crashed.
The couch was miserable to sleep on and Mom's bed was
off limits in case she came home in the middle of the
night, which meant sharing my double bed was the only
reasonable option for sleeping arrangements. We thought
it would be fun for each of us to read one chapter of
our 'green books' out loud. We stripped to our underwear
and crawled into bed. Kirby went first.
Of course, for fifteen-year-olds hardly anything could
be more sexually exciting than a story filled with
sucking and fucking in every paragraph. We were both
rubbing our crotches under the blankets. By the time I
finished my chapter, we were in a state of sexual
overdrive and likely both of us wished we were alone so
we could jerk off and ease the ache in our balls.
Instead, I just switched off the bedside lamp and we
scrunched down into the bed with our backs to each other
hoping sleep would come quickly and ease the discomfort.
Sometime during the night in a half sleep, I became
aware that I had rolled over and was snuggled up against
Kirby's back in a spoon with my arm across his hips. I
sprung an instant erection and had to move my hips back
to make room for it. When I moved back, Kirby moved his
butt back against my cock. I didn't know if it was
intentional or him just seeking warmth in his sleep but
I was loving it and wanted more. My arm being across his
hip put my hand directly in front of his underwear. I
wiggled my fingers and felt them lightly brush against
his cock. It was stiff.
Trying to control my breathing, I gently rubbed two
fingers up and down the length of his dick, feeling the
heat coming through his underwear. About that time, I
began having second thoughts about what I was doing. I
didn't want to mess up a lifelong friendship because of
a hormone surge. I started to move my hand back across
his hip when he took hold of my wrist and placed my hand
squarely on his cock. A dream come true.
I slid my hand down the front of his briefs and grasped
a substantial erection, about the same size as mine, I
judged. I began stroking him as I gently thrust my hip
forward moving my own woody up and down the crack of his
butt. We were breathing audibly faster and I knew this
was something we both wanted.
"Let's take our shorts off," I whispered in his ear. He
rolled onto his back and we both stripped off our
underwear. As we turned facing each other he slipped his
arm around my chest and pulled me into a passionate kiss
that was totally unexpected.
At first I reacted passively but then decided I liked it
and began giving as good as I was getting. From then on
we were all over each other. I moved my head down his
chest and belly and took his cock into my mouth. As I
moved my mouth up and down about half his length, he
opened his legs and began pushing into my face while I
played with his balls and ass.
"Turn around so I can do you too," he said hoarsely. We
assumed the 69 position and went after each other with
as much enthusiasm as we could generate. I had often
daydreamed of giving my best friend the blow job of his
life but never hoped he would feel the same lust for me.
We were so charged up that we both exploded in orgasm
almost immediately.
"I've wanted to do that forever, Danny."
"I have too, Kirby but I was afraid to say anything. I
didn't want to do something dumb and mess up our
friendship."
He kissed me lightly on my cheek and began stroking my
cock back to life. "Let me give you a nice, slow one
then you can do me."
He pulled the blankets down and moved between my legs.
As one hand cupped and massaged my balls the other
rubbed over my chest, stimulating my nipples with his
fingertips, then moving down my belly and teasing my
pubic hair. He leaned over and began licking the length
of my cock, tickling the underside of the head with his
tongue. My hands were running through his hair as I
thrust upward trying to get my cock into his mouth, but
this was his show and he insisted on doing it his way.
He moved his head up my body and tickled my nipples with
the tip of his tongue, then left a tongue track down my
belly to my navel where he inserted the tip and swirled
it around in a circular motion that drove me wild. When
I thought I couldn't take any more, he began licking my
balls and then, taking them into his mouth one at a
time, he sucked them while stroking my cock.
I was doing my best to make it last as long as possible
but was reaching the limit of my resolve. "Oh, Kirby, I
can't hold out much longer," I gasped as I began pumping
his hand.
"Go for it, Danny," as he took most of my throbbing meat
into his mouth and squeezing my balls gently. In all my
hundreds of jerk-off sessions, I had never experienced
an orgasm like that one. Kirby kept licking and sucking
and swallowing and still I was shooting my cum into his
mouth. He took it all and continued to suck trying to
squeeze out even more.
I was completely drained. It was a half hour before I
had the energy to repay my friend in kind. We slept like
newborns. I remember wondering as I drifted off if
making love to a girl for the first time could be this
fantastic. Kirby wound up staying for a week and every
night was better than the one before.
As it turned out, sex with a girl was pretty awkward on
the first try but it got better and better with each new
encounter. Kirby and I discreetly found occasions to
enjoy each other all through high school. No one was
ever the wiser. We both earned scholarships but to
different universities and we eventually lost touch.
This story comes to mind because he called me last week
when he was in town for his Dad's funeral. We met at one
of our favorite watering holes and had a few drinks.
Now that we're both married with children, a reunion
tryst would have been cheating, but I know that neither
of us have ever regretted the times we spent as friends
and lovers.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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