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"Are you bored yet?" I asked, stifling a yawn.
I was spending yet another summer afternoon at Corey's house playing video games. As recently graduated High School seniors, we really had nothing else to do but aimlessly count down the days this way until we went off to college in the Fall.
Corey tossed away his controller and stretched his skinny arms out. "Yeah, kinda" he confessed with a grimace.
We were sprawled at the foot of his bed facing the TV, surrounded by pillows, a familiar spot for us as we have been best friends since middle school. I don't know how we ended up together, because we're total opposites in many ways. Where Corey is quiet and shy, I am brash and outgoing. Appearance-wise he is small and delicate, almost like a girl, with big, round blue eyes peering out from beneath dirty blond bangs. On the other hand I'm about as "manly" as a high school boy can look, athletic and close-cropped with a smattering of dark hair on my muscular arms and legs.
"Well, we still have to play Zombie Apocalypse IV," Corey declared. "You haven't played it yet, right? Its pretty good."
"How different from Zombie Apocalypse I, II, and III can it possibly be?" I asked with a chuckle. I checked the time on my phone, my brain registering that I'd somehow been here for seven hours. "We should go get food at some point".
"Here, look". Corey leaned forwards on his knees towards the shelf under the TV, presumably to pluck it from the mass of boxes piled there. As usual, I relished this opportunity to stare lustily at his slender, arched back and outstretched butt as he rummaged through the shelf.
"You aren't bored?" I repeated, guiltily trying to distract myself. Now that I thought about it, Corey was acting kind of weird today. Today he felt strangely distant and distracted. I think I have a pretty good sense of knowing when something is up with him since we've been best friends forever.
I wish we were more than best friends though, I thought to myself with a pang for the thousandth time. Yep, I have a crush on Corey, my best friend. Paradoxically, this is further complicated by the fact that he is actually gay. I always told myself I was straight, but as I got older I knew I had more than friendly feelings for Corey. I have been fantasizing about holding him, touching him, for years now. He is shy and introverted, and I know it took a lot for him to come out to me back when we were high school freshmen. He hasn't mentioned it much since, and if the topic ever gets close to coming up we seem to mutually steer away from it with much awkwardness.
I probably should have said something at the time, but I was both confused and scared of things getting weird. My bottled up feelings were probably responsible for the string of failed relationships I had with girls throughout high school. I don't think anyone else at school even knew he was gay-despite his somewhat effeminate appearance, he's just another normal boy. Furthermore, I doubt he's close enough to anyone else to tell them. Corey never attracted attention, but I know beneath his quiet exterior shines a subtle, yet warm and vibrant personality. He can be a total space cadet, so I always have to look out for him though.
"Taylor? Anyone there?"
I came to the realization that Corey was waving his hands in front of me. "Oh, sorry man, I was spacing out," I said vaguely, staring blankly back at him. To my surprise, Corey blushed and turned away. He seemed to be having a hard time making eye contact with me today. Something is definitely up. "Is something wrong dude? You've been acting kind of weird today".
Corey, sitting back next to me again, was nervously spinning the box of Zombie Apocalypse IV between his hands. "Not really".
"Come on, I know there's something. Just spit it out, you'll feel better," I said encouragingly.
Corey made a pained expression, then smiled. "You know me too well, huh?" He looked back at his hands. "It's something kind of weird. Promise you won't laugh or anything?"
I nodded quickly, curiosity beginning to gnaw at me.
"So, we're going to college in the Fall right? I'm starting to feel a little self-conscious that I'm lacking, um...experience."
"Experience? What do you mean?"
"Sexual experience!" he blurted out, blushing furiously. "I've never done anything before. So I want to practice it. With you".
It felt like the gears churning in my brain took an eternity to process the words that just came out of Corey's mouth. When it finally clicked, all I could manage was a dumb "Huh?"
"I mean, just kissing. I thought it would be ok if it was with you," Corey said hurriedly, still blushing. "Since you've done that stuff with girls before".
If I was an anime character, at this point I would be suffering from a severe nosebleed. God bless how pure and trusting you are, I thought. A small voice in the back of my mind advised caution, but the opportunity to be Corey's first kiss was too tantalizing. I wanted to be all of Corey's firsts.
"Oh, ok its cool, I understand," I said, trying desperately not to look like a hungry wolf about to devour a helpless lamb. "I can show you how its done," I declared in a shaky attempt at bravado, hoping to glaze over my earlier surprise.
Corey raised his head hesitantly, now looking shyly into my eyes. God, he is so cute, I thought as I leaned towards him, heart pounding in my chest. I put my hand on his chin and moved in, seeing his blue eyes widening as I closed mine before planting my lips upon his.
A soft sweetness spread from my mouth throughout my body, filling me with warmth. I drank from the sweetness, slowly moving my hand down from Corey's chin to his neck. His lips trembled, and I felt his tongue wiggle into my mouth apprehensively, inquisitively.
His eagerness turned the warmth in my body into a fire. I was losing control. Thrusting my tongue greedily against his, I began to caress his neck and hair, while slipping my other hand around his waist. I could feel my dick straining against my pants in anticipation.
Corey seemed a bit taken back at my sudden response, but was pleasingly receptive, resting a shaking hand against my beating breast.
"Fuck Corey, you're too damn cute," I breathed between desperate kisses.
I slid my hand up Corey's under his T-shirt. He yelped a little and put his hand on my forearm as if to halt this incursion. My response was to jerk his hand off with my free hand and press it against the hardness in my pants. "Taylor, just kissing," Corey gasped, finally breaking free from my thirsty lips. His flushed expression and ruffled hair only turned me on even more.
I put a hand on his crotch and felt something hard, eliciting a flinch. "You seem like you're enjoying it though," I whispered in his ear as I slid under the waistband of his underwear. "No, I'm not," he moaned as he fumbled at my shorts. Corey was never good at lying.
I pulled his hard cock out from under his boxers. It was already slippery with precum. He managed to work his hand into my shorts, clumsily running it along my dick. He quivered as I began to softly rub his dick.
"Your dick seems big", Corey murmured, still feeling it under my boxers. A few minutes ago we were just talking, and now my best friend and I were kissing and stroking each others' cocks. It was amazing.
I pulled my shorts and boxers down to my knees. My dick finally broke free with an almost tangible "boing". I was satisfied to see Corey's eyes widen in amazement at the sight of my proudly erect, twitching penis. I have a pretty nice dick if I may say so, about seven-and-a-half inches long and decently thick.
"Do you want to try, umm, sucking it?" I asked hesitantly. Without missing a beat, Corey obediently crawled down the floor in front of me on top of my legs. It was almost as if he had rehearsed doing this in his mind before, a thought which only heightened my arousal.
He tentatively stuck out his tongue, touching the tip of my penis with it. "Ah!" I gasped as I felt the warmth on my cock. Encouraged by my reaction, he began to run his tongue up and down the shaft. For a moment I was content to observe his changing expressions as he explored my cock, but soon I had to resist the urge to jam it down his throat. Finally, he took the whole thing into his straining mouth.
I closed my eyes and pinched my cheek hard to make sure I wasn't dreaming. When I opened them, lo and behold Corey was still on his knees sucking my dick, too absorbed with the task before him to notice my antics. Despite his efforts, his blowjob was, well...adorably clumsy, with too much tooth and not enough tongue. Yet it was still miles better than any Cosmo magazine-embellished blowjob I'd ever received from a girl.
Corey looked up at me with those big blue eyes, lips still wrapped around my dick. He ran his hands up to my bare thighs and began caressing them while sucking."Oh yesss," I moaned involuntarily as he let my cock slowly slide out of his mouth with a pop. I put my hand on his head, pulling his hair softly while pushing it back down on my cock, dripping with saliva and precum. This time I pumped my hips a little, thrusting my dick in his mouth while holding his head against it. I intensified my thrusts, savoring the tight suction of his mouth, but soon Corey started to gag.
"Sorry!" I gasped, taking it out of his mouth. Corey coughed tremendously. "Is it too big for you?" I asked jokingly.
"Can you suck mine too?" Corey asked shyly.
"Hell yes," I said without thinking.
Corey got up on his knees and pulled down his shorts. He moved forward, straddling my chest so his dick was about at the level of my mouth. It wasn't very big, but rock hard, slightly pink at the tip. I greedily put my lips over it.
Holy shit there's a dick in my mouth, I realized suddenly. It was definitely a unique sensation. My blowjob was probably even worse than Corey's. He was clearly feeling something though, letting out soft moans as I awkwardly licked and sucked his stiff cock. I moved my hands around Corey's legs to squeeze his butt cheeks. Corey's moans began to intensify as he swayed his hips in conjunction with my sucking. His lewdness was driving crazy-I was stroking my own cock to the brink of release as I sucked his.
"I'm coming," Corey groaned. He slid his cock out of my mouth and leaned back in spasms of pleasure, his cum dripping onto my chest in spurts. I clutched his cock as he came, squeezing every drop out. "I'm coming too," I said as I released my load onto my belly. For a few seconds I went dizzy as we both ejaculated simultaneously. When we finally finished, Corey rolled off to the side, spent, sighing heavily.
An awkward silence reigned as the magnitude of what just happened slowly hit us.
"That wasn't just practice for me," I finally blurted out. "I've had a crush for you for a long time, Corey," I said, looking at him with determination.
"M...me too!" he replied hurriedly. "I'm sorry I forced my feelings on you in such a weird way though," he muttered, his face burning with embarrassment.
"Yeah, that would have been super weird if I didn't secretly want the same thing," I laughed. "But I think you must have realized it in your own way, otherwise you wouldn't have asked". Corey smiled. "We can just read each others minds, can't we?"
"What am I thinking right now?" I asked with a sly grin.
"You want to do it again".
"Bingo".