Copyright: Blake Dorson 1999 WARNING: The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity. If you are under the age of 18, or 21, as the law may specify, or are offended by material of this nature, please read no further. This is strictly a work of fiction/fantasy, and by no means, does the author encourage unsafe sex, or any sexual acts that are illegal in your community. The author of this literature is a straight male. He writes out of his belief in free speech, expression, and press.
Be-There
When I was seven, my parents bought me a bunk bed. It was the nicest thing they'd ever done for me. Many nights I would sleep on the bottom, and just as many times, I would sleep on the top bed. When I was 10, I started to invite people to sleep over. Most of the time they would want to sleep on the top 'cause they'd never done such a thing. It was really cool. I was rarely ever turned down when I invited someone.
Almost all of them wore pajamas to bed, while the others slept in their underwear. Back in 1985, it was a known fact, that all 11 and 12 year olds wore Jockey y-front briefs, no exceptions. Then, one boy changed my life forever. He was wearing white Fruit of the Loom briefs. They looked like they were custom made. They stretched across his ass perfectly, making his small penis make a basket in front. Throughout the rest of my seventh and eighth grade years, I yearned to see if any of the other boys looked as good in their briefs as he had. I had become a brief lover for life.
In ninth grade, I noticed a drastic decrease in the number of pajamas and briefs to sleep in, and a drastic increase in the number of boxers. I thought I was doomed, until the new kid, Will, came to town. He seemed overly-friendly sometimes, but I accepted him as my friend, and it was less than a month later that we were basically soulmates. We shared every thought, emotion, and even every material thing. We would invade each others closets daily, taking things from each other, and stealing them back again. We were extremely close, but we had never undressed in front of each other. I was dying to know what was under his pants. I finally got the chance at the end of the school year, and the ninth grade pool party. When we got to the changing room though, he said his bathing suit was already on. He pulled his shirt off, and threw it into his backpack. I peaked into his bag, to see some balled-up Hanes briefs that were sky-blue in color. I was in shock. But, it was nothing like the shock I would receive two minutes later when we got to the edge of the pool and he yanked off his shorts. He revealed his bright red and fluorescent yellow speedos. It seemed like everyone saw him because it got really quiet. When he went ahead and jumped right in, though, everything resumed. After laughing and swimming for about an hour, we toweled ourselves off, and found a secluded place wear we could talk alone, away from the screaming and chasing and childish stuff.
"I knew I shouldn't have worn these damn speedos," Will said, "look at the boner I've got. It's so tight in these things."
Will pulled the waistband down, releasing his dick from the confines of his bathing suit. I'm sure I turned a million shades of red as I stared. I was shocked at his suddenly open display of his penis. Will didn't touch it. He just waited calmly as it went soft. Then, he shoved it back into his colorful speedos, and we went back to the pool to continue swimming. He acted as if nothing had just happened.
When it was time to go, we piled in the changing room with a couple hundred other boys, all in various stages of dress, we both got completely naked. We smiled at each other as I pulled on my Jockey's, and him, his untraditional Hanes briefs. When I got home, I played it over in my head a million times. I didn't jerk off about it, nor did I consider the possibilities that we had opened up with each other. That evening, because school was officially over, he invited me over to his house to spend the night. My mom suggested that I have him spend the night at my house, but I convinced her that she had to let me stay with him. Before heading over to his house, I was sure not to pack enough underwear so that I would have to borrow some of his. My mom kissed me goodbye, told me not to stay up too late, and then I ran to the car where Will and his mom were waiting for me. Will was pretty quiet on the way there, and I knew something out of the ordinary was going to happen. I was completely unprepared for the announcement that his mom was going out and wouldn't be home until really late. If my mom had known this, she would've killed me, but no one is telling anyone. Will jumped out of the car as if it was a normal occurence. I was in shock, but I enthusiastically followed him inside.
When we were inside and his mother had driven off, he told me that she would sometimes disappear for days at a time to go fuck her boyfriend. He didn't make it sound like a problem, and we both kinda shrugged it off. We went to play on his new computer, which wasn't as dazzling as I had expected, but it was fun nonetheless. When we got bored of it, we decided to watch tv. I figured we'd probably be sitting there for a few hours, and that's exactly what we did. At around seven in the evening, he called for pizza delivery. Within twenty minutes, the guy had come, and we had scarfed down almost half the pizza. We gulped down an entire two-liter soda, and I was stuffed. At around nine o'clock, I suggested that we get ready for bed, so that we wouldn't have to do it later. He begged and pleaded with me that he couldn't get ready unless he was tired. Of course I gave in. He suggested we workout to burn the calories and I told him that I hated working out, but he proceeded to put in a workout video anyway. The video was mainly of a bunch of guys, and a few women, only in underwear and lingerie, doing tons of push-ups, pull-ups, and sit-ups. Will stripped down to his briefs, and began doing all of the things that the video did. I felt a little uncomfortable, and I figured a little exercise wouldn't be that bad, so I stripped down to my briefs and began doing the same things. I began to sweat profusely, and as I did, my briefs slowly became transparent. I kept my eyes on Will's briefs for the same reason. He commented on it as I stared, and then stopped working out. He continued watching the video for a few moments, when there was a sudden jump in the video. The same people who had been working out were now all nude, and they were all in various situations and positions, fucking, sucking, licking, and masturbating. Will pointed to one specific guy who was all bent over at the waist, and he said that it was a great stretch. I looked carefully at what he was doing to notice that the head of his dick was in his mouth. He was sucking his own dick!
"I tried it once or twice," Will said, "but I couldn't reach it as much as that. I could only lick it with the tip of my tongue. You know what I mean?" "Not really, I've never tried it. I've been jerking off with my hand, thinking about all of the budding tits and breasts that the girls at school were finally developing." I said. "Oh....yeah, sure." He seemed disappointed. I was sure he was gay at this point, but I decided to see if he would admit it. "So, you've tried to suck your dick? Why?" I asked. "Andy, I've been wanting to tell you, and you seem like you'd accept it, so, here it goes. When I'm all bent over, I stick a finger in my bum. I think of it as a penis. I'm gay. I'm more interested in looking at a guys bulge or basket than breasts.....Do...you..," he began to sob quietly, "hate me? It's okay. I understand. Call me a flaming homo, a faggot, 'cause that's what I am." "No you're not, Will. Cry. It's okay. Give me a hug and let it all out," I consoled him. "It's about time I told you. I have a brief fetish, and,...I think....I'm bisexual." I said as I continued to embrace him. "I love you, Andy. I'm glad I have you as a friend." He said. "I love you too, Will. Let's get to sleep, this has been emoionally draining." I said as I wiped away his tears, and then my own. "Good idea." He responded. We put on some oversized shirts, much like girls do, but we didn't care. It his erections in the middle of the night, and again in the morning.
When I got up the next morning, I looked over at him. From the look of his face, he'd been crying most of the night. He was looking at me, but trying to hide his eyes from view. That's when it really hit me that we had come out of the closet and announced our sexuality to each other. I knew it would change our relationship forever, and that's when I realized it, not when I had told him, but after the fact, right then, as I looked at his face. I saw him shivering, yet sweating. I could tell he desperately needed me. I couldn't bear to see my best friend, a fourteen year old, a young man, crying like there was no tomorrow. I pulled my shirt off, standing there in only my briefs. I walked over to him, and wiped away the tears from his face. I pulled him close to me. "You can let go. It's just you and me. Let the emotions flow." I whispered in his ear. "What have I done, Andy?" He asked me. "You've done the greatest thing; You've accepted yourself; You've trusted me as your friend; You've made the hardest decision of your life. You are a great person and a wonderful human being. That's you, and what you've done. Mr. Will Glenn." He weeped at my choice of words. He kissed my forehead. "Bless you, Mr. Andrew Marden, bless you." He said. When we broke our embrace, ten minutes later, he had regained his composure. "You know what Andy? We smell. I'm gonna go take a shower." He said. "No. You need to relax. I'll get a bath going." I said.
I warmed the water up enough to steam the room, then called him in. As I walked out, he called me back in. "Can we just kinda talk a little now?" He asked. He stripped down, and stepped into the tub. His naked body suddenly looked like a monument, a beautiful art sculpture. His flat, smooth stomach and chest looked like the teenage actor Joseph Mazzello of Simon Birch. I knew that if Joe ever posed nude, that he would look just like Will, with a flaccid 3" dick, and testicles that were held close to his body. The pubic hair was trimmed around the base of his penis. It was beautiful. The hair reminded me that we weren't little boys anymore, though. We had just finished our first year in high school. It made me uncomfortable thinking that boys our age were curios about others penises, but that we should've been shy all the same. To get my mind off of the though, and the fact that he was naked, I grabbed a washcloth and began rubbing his back. It helped at first, but as I looked over his shoulder, I saw his member float to the surface of the water, and I realized that he had an erection. I stopped rubbing momentarily.
"Hey, Andy. I know you're looking at my dick. I'm kinda nervous and embarassed that you're washing me. It gave me an erection. I hope you're not offended." He said. "Don't worry about it. This is kinda strange, and an awkward situation. Who cares, I have an erection too." I stood up and pulled on the waistband of my Jockey's, releasing my 6.5 inch erection. I blushed as he stared at it intently. "Will, I feel stupid now. I've never been with an erection in front of anyone. I think I'm gonna regret this. Do you mind if I put my underwear back on?" I asked. "Andy, don't. There's nothing we need to hide from each other now. Think about it. If we were brothers, we would never be this close." He said.
My dick was quickly becoming flaccid as I became more accustomed to the situation. He reached up to my waist and gently pulled and encouraged me to step closer to him. When I was practically right next to him, I realized my penis was right in fron of his face. I saw it coming, but I didn't step away. He kissed my pubic hair lightly, and cupped his hand around my balls, tickling the beginning of my crack with his middle finger. As he teased my pubes, lightly nibbling and pulling on them, my cock began to grow. It gently brushed against his chin. He parted his lips, and kissed the head of my penis. Swirling my balls with his fingers, I pushed the shaft into his mouth. He slowly licked up and down. He made a motion to swallow, and the head of my dick began pressing the back of his throat. I started getting weak as my orgasm began really building up. As the semen built up in my balls, I collapsed on top of him. The water in the tub lightly splashed and oozed over the walls as our bodies united in the tub. Semen began coming out of my penis. I took my weight off of him. As my semen continued to flow, I licked Will's cock. His pre-cum was coating his entire shaft, leaking and spreading down to his testicles. As I attempted to place the entire thing down my throat, he groaned and I continued.
"No, no, Andy, please stop." He pleaded. "What is it Will? Weren't you enjoying it?" I asked. "I've done enough sucking of my own dick that I need more." He said.
I thought to myself a little while, then pulled his dripping body out of the tub and towards his bedroom. I had him lay down on his bed, face down. I looked at the gorgeous globes of flesh in front of me. I pulled his cheeks apart. His hole was stretched from toys and fingering, and it was so clean. I smelled it. I pressed my face into his ass. I licked and sucked on the red hole. He moaned and begged for more. I pused my tongue deeper and deeper into the darkness. I tried harder and harder to please him.
"Andy, I need more of you inside me." He moaned. I got all the way up on the bed with him. I placed my dick at the beginning of his wet hole, dripping with my saliva. He pushed back against it. He whimpered and complained that it hurt. So, I pulled away.
"I want it Andy. Even if it really hurts. I'm ready to lose my virginity. If not to you, now, than never, ever, will I lose my virginity. I don't want it to be anyone else. I've used small pickles and the top of a coke bottle. I know I can take your cock in my boy cunt. Pop my cherry, Andy. Invade my pussy." He talked dirty to me. I liked it, and it made me want to do it. "I'm not gonna call it a pussy. We're men. We butt-fuck. I want my dick up your tight ass." I talked back.
I pressed real hard against his hole as he screamed, yelled, and pushed his hole on my dick. Suddenly, I felt it pop inside. I looked down to see the blood from his ass as I ripped his insides. Our virginity was lost, and we were one. I slpwly rocked myself farther and farther into him. He was barely enjoying it, until I erupted. The pain was lifted from him as my semen coated his walls. My teenage spunk, which I usually unloaded into the toilet with the use of my hand, was swimming around his insides, looking to fertilize. I could feel it squishing around and dripping out onto my flaccid cock which was still inside him. Slowly, I slipped it out. When it popped out, Will had a smile of glory on his face.
"Andy, we did it! I feel warm inside. Full and satisfied. Having sex will never be this rewarding. I love you!" He sighed.
We hugged and french-kissed. We let our tongues invade each others mouths as we fell asleep.
His mother didn't come home for a few days. Will and I spent a lot of time together that summer. Every waking minute it seemed, and then some extra minutes sleeping. We didn't have sex again, and our relationship became more normal as the school year started to come around. We masturbated together throughout the years in high school. I experimented with girls, bringing them home to fuck once in a while. I was definitely bisexual. I longed for Will and our masturbation sessions, though. We went to college together and I saw him enter a wonderful relationship with a gay guy that reminded me of myself. Occasionally I convinced Will to let me in on a three-some. Occasionally, I convinced a girl to let him pleasure me as she watched. It was a wonderful time had by all. We graduated college and went our separate ways. I still think of him sometimes when I'm masturbating or having sex with my wife.
THE END.
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