"5, 4, 3, 2, 1... HAPPY NEW YEAR" everyone had yelled with excitement. Afterall, it was 365 days in the making. It was a special moment that could be conquered by no other, or so I always thought.
When the toasts were done, the songs had been sung, and everyone had given a new years kiss, we went back to what we were doing. The teenagers went to the other side of the basement, and the adults wondered back upstairs. Both groups would continue to drink, even though they had already had enough for the entire year.
Or atleast, I knew I had.
Before we go any further, I should probably let you know who you're listening to. I'm Alex, a Junior in High School. I'm about 5'11, weighing 175 pounds of pretty much solid muscle. I play soccer at a competive level, and I love to workout. This sport is what gave me my strong thighs and glutes, and from what I'm told connects to a beefy, round ass. But legs isn't just what I'm about, I also have toned and firm pec and shoulder muscles.
I don't want anyone to get too excited just yet, because the best and juiciest details are yet to come.
So we returned to our drinking games and socializing in the other side of the basement. After several hours of throwing back beers, and whatever else we could get a hold of, it was decided that we should sit down. I'm not sure if our legs had much say in the matter, as we were stumbling around as it was.
So I landed myself next to my friend Brian, among other friends, on a large couch.
"I... have to pee." Brian slurred
"haha, again? You just peed 10 minutes ago!" I said
"Shhhh" Brian said, as he put his finger on my lips, imitating the sound.
"Well, hurry back then" I said, as sweet as possible
You see, Brian and I were good friends. I had no intentions of using of our drunken states to fool around with him. Sure, he knew I wanted to. He was one of the first people ever to find out that I was gay, and he was fine with it. And I'm sure another drunken night I let that fact slip, that I yearned for it to be more than that, but nothing happened, because we were, just friends.
"Welcome back there, how was it?" I joked
"I almost fell up the stairs!" Brian joked back
Our banter kept up like that for a few minutes, as well we were chatting with our other friends. Although it didn't take long for those friends to fade from my mind. Brian was moving closer and closer to me, until our knees were touching and so were our shoulders. It was then, I don't know why, but I reached out to him. I put my hand on his leg, trying to be subtle. He responded by putting his arm around my shoulder, shortly after. Just moments later, Brian was reflecting every action I made. It was like a tennis match. I would volley a serve over the net, and he would hit it back. For every touch of mine, he would respond in kind. It was then that I knew I could not stop myself.
"Hey Alex, want to go in the hottub? You brought your trunks right?" said Ann, the host.
"Damn right I did! I've been waiting for this all night!" I replied
"Well I'm going with the other girls to get changed, drag your butt upstairs and get changed too" Ann smirked
It was then I noticed Brian was starting to nod off. I gave his shoulder a little jolt,
"Brian, guess what time it is!" I said
"Bed time?" Brian said hopefully
"Not even close, it's time to go in the hottub!" I answered
"I don't have swim shorts though..." He admitted
"What do you need those for? Just go in your underwear, or without them, I don't mind either way" I babbled.
"Too tired... I just want to go to bed" he decided.
Sensing this was my only real opportunity of the night, I gave in and agreed it was bed time. After all, nothing was going to happen if Brian went to bed and I went out in the hottub. He would surely be passed out by the time I got back upstairs.
"All right then, I'll help you to bed" I submitted.
I was feeling quite inebriated myself, and I was stumbling nearly as bad as he was. I knew that Brian would need more help than just mine to get upstairs, so I got Ann to help me out.
"C'mon Brian, we're almost there. No more breaks."
"Okay"
Before he knew it, Brian was in the boys bedroom and so he shuffled over to the bunk bed that he assumed was his. I had to give him a bit of a boost to get up to the top bunk, but he got there eventually. After that, I looked down beneath his bunk to find my bed... already occupied.
"Shit..." I muttered.
"What's wrong bud?" Brian wondered.
"I thought I put my bag on there... but Rami is already passed out in my bed... I'm sleeping on the floor tonight" I guessed.
I was annoyed that my bed was taken, after all I had been the first one at the party, and the first one is supposed to be guaranteed a bed to sleep on. But at the same time, my mind was going crazy with all the other possibilities. Well, the one possibility I really wanted to happen...
"Sleep up here, silly" Brian invited.
"Oh yeah? Okay" I agreed.
I mean, I was in no position to say no. I was drunken beyond repair, and this really cute guy just asked me to sleep in the same bed as him. I'm thankful I did not possess the self-control to resist. Besides, that floor would have been damn cold.
I used the bottom bunk as a step, and clambered up next to Brian. After a quick adjustment, I was snuggled right against the wall. Still leaving half a foot between me and Brian... I mean, I was 80% sure that the flirting downstairs, and the invitation up meant that we wanted the same things. But I also knew that if you get 80% on a test that was 20% of the answers that you didn't know. It was the answers that I didn't know, that kept a cushion of space between Brian and I.
Luckily for me, it didn't take long for that 20% to disappear, along with the space between us. Brian slid back, and I slid forward. I lay my arm on his hip, and he put his on my thigh. I was so close to..
"Alex!" Ann whispered, or so she thought.
The hands resumed their usual position, at each our sides. Because she was standing outside the doorway, she could not have seen a thing. But the shock of finding her two best friends together in bed was enough.
"You have got to get into your own bed" Ann insisted.
"Rami sleeping there. Shhh, bed time" I tried.
Ann wasn't having any of it... She could not believe that I was drunk enough to try and get with one of our friends. She then tried to convince Brian.
"Hey, Brian it's time to get down from there. Come here hun" Ann persisted
And Brian played one better. He didn't even respond, pretended to be right asleep. Damn, I thought to myself, I should have played that card...
After she realized she was not going to succeed, Ann left, and turned off the lights. Perfect.
The hands grazed each other as they found themselves resuming their previous positions. And one, went a little further. Brians hand brushed against my pants, in all the right places. Not to be outdone, I lay my hand square on his ass, and give it the gentlest of massages.
All the while, my mind was pondering.. Could this really be happening? I mean.. Brian, was straight, right? If he thought he was gay, why hadn't he confided in me, he already knew I was, it would have been easy. So I concluded that I must be his first experience. His trial run, if you will. Well, I was sure going to do everything under my tongue to convince him to play around with our team more often.
Brian and I were spooning now, the only thing between us was his hand trying to get a feel of my prick. With every touch I was getting harder and harder, his hand helping all the while. I had to show him I wanted more than just clumsy through the pants feels. I slide my hand down his jeans, right to the bare skin. His butt firming under my touch. I took this as a sign.
I moved my lips in as close I could to his neck. All it took was my hot breath on his neck for him to let out a sigh, as if he were in heat. I planted a kiss just above his collarbone. I slowly moved up with my tongue, wanting to taste every inch of this gorgeous mans steamy flesh.
All the while, I was slowly removing his belt, and lowering his jeans. When I finally got them down, I focused my attention back to Brians face.
He caught my eye, and held the stare. It was pitch black in the room, except for one beam of light shining in the back window. It must have been the full moon, that I could see in his deep brown eyes. I looking at him, and he at me, for what seemed like eternity. This lust was unbearable.
"Kiss me" I begged
He hesitated only a brief moment, before he leaned in ever so carefully. His lips were moving against mine, softly as could be. Soon after we found a rhythm that worked for the both of us, and it continued to pick up speed. The intensity deepened as well, and soon I felt something gently probing the inside of my mouth.
There our tongues met for the very first time, and what a greeting it was. Together they touched, and then they danced. Pushing back and forth, swirling around between my mouth and his.
I was starting to feel my blood rise up to the shallowest parts of my skin, where goosebumps could be found on the very surface. I was given chills of excitement as this went on. I was so near expressing how I wanted more when Brian pulled away.
"Suck my dick" he breathed
I was more than happy to comply with any wishes he had. In his palm is where he had me after just five minutes of fantastic kissing.
So I drew the nail of my forefinger all the way down his stomach. I had to repay the favour, of the chills I had been given seconds before. I reached his already hard dick, and found myself stroking it right through the fabric of his skin-tight cotton briefs.
What it did not have in length, it more than compensated in girth. It felt huge in my hand, but that feeling through the briefs is never enough. I brought my mouth down, and slid Brian right out that skimpy cloth, leaving nothing covering his delightful dick.
It must have been 6' long, but atleast 2.5' wide as well, with the biggest head I had ever seen. I was eager to try taking it in my mouth, simply to see if I could. I knew Brian was ready for me to try, but I was not done with our foreplay just yet.
I took my tongue, and had his entire shaft traced. At the end of the line, my nose was brushed right up against his hip bone. He flexed and inhaled fiercely. That spot will get them every time I chuckled to myself.
But Brian thought that my teasing was to be concluded, and so he quickly guided my mouth right back to the tip of his magnificent mushroom head. Well, here it goes.
I opened as wide as I could, entirely surrounding the tip. I then moved further and further down. Now that I knew I could get the head in my mouth, I was determined to take it in the back of my throat. When I got there, I gave as much suction as I could muster and pulled his dick all the way out. Of course Brian was eager for this to be repeated, and so he pushed me back down. This was all fine, I loved when guys got involved in their blowjob. I wanted to be shown he was enjoying it, and how fast he wanted me to go.
"Fuck, you are so hot Alex" Brian seduced.
Nothing gets me going more than a guy whispering my name, especially while his dick is in my full control. I was determined to get him to say it again, and I didn't let up for a second. I went up and down on his dick like it was my job, and I wish it was, because I could do it 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.
"Come here" Brian instructed.
And I pulled away from his dick, as much as I hated to do so. The only consellation was knowing that he wanted me back in his own mouth. He wanted to see how his own dick tasted in my mouth.
"I, yah.. wanna suck your dick" Brian told me.
Time to have the favour returned. He slid to the end of the bed, along with my skinny jeans. His hand quickly found my own 6' piece of meat, which was already leaking precum right through my spandex briefs.
He was much more direct than I, eager to get a taste of my dick. He began pumping, fast and deep. After just five minutes of this thorough workout, my cock was giving me the signs that it would be giving in very shortly. Because my policy has always been that you must give in order to receive, I stopped Brian. Brushing my hand across his cheek, I pulled him back up to me. His ear just outside my mouth and I told him
"I want to taste your cum now"
So we hurriedly changed positions, and I punched my time card and went right back to work on his beautiful tool. I could hear him panting now, knowing he was getting close. I didn't let up, it was getting so close to the time that I had been waiting for.
"Ihmm gunna come" Brian moaned.
So I pulled back, letting his head stay just inside my mouth as he shot his load. My tongue still circling the head as he began shooting. Shot after shot of warm, waterry cum entered my lips and fell down my throat. Even after he was done, I kept going. Ensuring that no remnants would be left behind, I leave my men sucked dry.
As soon as he was done, he could tell how ready I was for him to do the same. His mouth found it's way back to my piece, and after just a minute I had to give my own warning.
"Shitt, here it cums"
With that I let my own white hot mess mix in his mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could, but it was a big load, so a few drops dripped out the corner of his mouth onto my thighs.
Brian wanted to keep sucking, until I was limp, but I had to pull him back. The ecstasy was too great. I was left with my back arched, having deep breaths when he cozied back up beside me. It was there we lay for the next few minutes, neither of us wanting to move.
I knew that I should get us a glass of water before I fell asleep. I slipped down to the floor and went across the hall to the bathroom. I found myself a glass, took several deep sips, and then brought it back to bed.
"Brian, drink this, it will help" I assured
He took the glass, and finished whatever was left in it. When returning to the bed, I passed out seconds after my head touched the pillow.
~
I awoke with the daunting realization of what had happened the previous night. And furthermore, the risk of being found in Brians bed. Sure, Ann had already known that I was there. But the 2 other boys in the room would probably not be please to find out what happened just hours earlier, and while they were in the room nontheless. I had to make my escape, before everyone woke up.
If only Brian wasn't so warm. If only my arms wanted to remove themselves from his stomach. If only my legs could move from against his leg.
Well, I didn't have much choice. And so I forced myself to peel away from the warmth. I dropped down to the first bunk, and then the floor. From there I walked downstairs to the living room. It was only 8 o'clock, and my Dad wasn't supposed to be picking me up for another 2 hours... I could only sit and wait.
Just a half hour later, I heard the familiar creaking of the stairs. My ears stretched out, and my dick seemed to flinch, as if it knew who was coming down the stairs. Brian emerged seconds later, trying to keep a straight face, but breaking into a smug smirk while rubbing his eyes.
"Care to join me?" I wondered from the couch.
"Sure, it will probably be nice and cozy over there" Brian replied.
And so he nestled in next to me again, restoring the warmth that I missed dearly after just a half hour.
"Last night was..." I tried
"The best time of my life. Amazing. Incredible" He tried
"Good to see we are on the same page then" I said with a smirk.
It was great to know that 1) I didn't imagine the whole thing, in some form of drunken stupor. And 2) that he felt the same things I did from our encounter last night.
We sat there for the rest of the hour, occasionally nodding off, and occasionally just glimpsing into each others eyes. Before I knew it my Dad texted, saying he had arrived and so I had to say goodbye.
"Text me?" I wondered
"Mhmm" he promised, as he met me for a kiss.
The feeling was as incredible as I remembered it. Though this time it was not a heat of the moment kiss, saying I want your body. It was filled with the flames of passion that kept me warm long after I was removed from his embrace. It left hope for another fling, in the future. It gave a feeling that maybe, just maybe, this was even more than a fling....