This is a work of fiction focused on male/male sex. If this is not to your taste or you are not of legal age (in your area) then please leave now.
This story is set in England, so a lot of the terms used may not make much sense to readers from other countries, but if you read them in context then you should understand the implied meaning.
One.
I can't explain how it happened. Or whether we both wanted it to or not. But since it happened, I've been wishing it never did but more often than that I've been glad that it did. It's changed everything for me but I don't know how he feels about it. You see we haven't talked about it, actually we haven't talked at all since, you just don't about things like that with you're mates. Besides we've both got girlfriends, we're both secure with our sexualities... But then why do I want him in a way that I shouldn't?
Before I go on, I think I'll take you back the 72 hours to when it happened. It was Friday night and I was out with my best mate Neil and a couple of other guys from uni, Carl and Pete. It was a good night, we started out at the local pub and after a couple of pints each we ventured into town, Carl and Pete were obviously out on the pull, you could tell by the way they checked every girl out as if she was a potential shag. Neil and me on the other hand weren't out on the pull, cos we both have girlfriends and in a small town like ours, word gets around faster than Donna Reed! [Later that night Pete ended up getting off with Donna on the dancefloor]. We were having a good laugh though, me and Neil, taking the piss out of Pete and Carl while they tried it on with every girl that even dared to look at them. They got turned down most often than not, which made them look like a real pair of muppets.
Looking back, I had this peculiar feeling all night. I just felt like I was on a high, and I wasn't even half way to being pissed yet! At one point, Neil went to dance with this bird that was checking him out, he was really teasing her with his moves and she was really keen on him, she got her hand on his crotch on several occasions, Neil looked up at me and I raised my bottle of Smirnoff Ice to him and he winked modestly. Of course he wasn't going to go any further with her but I guess he was chuffed at the attention he got, cos she was pretty fit. It was then that I actually acknowledged just how fit Neil himself was, he's got real cool glossy black hair, big green eyes that are always alive and bright, and his body is pretty good too, he looks after it which is a good thing considering how much he eats! I didn't get all worked up about this revelation though, I mean yeah he was fit and that was kinda obvious but it didn't mean I fancy him. Besides he always kept one eye on me and I kept one eye on him, a bit like we were looking out for each other and making sure the other was having a good time. It was just the way we were, not queer just good mates who had a weird connection.
If I was feeling good about the faultless friendship we had then I shouldn't have bothered because it didn't last long, after what happened that night things changed, but I'm getting ahead of myself here, lets get back to the club. Around two in the morning, just before closing time, Neil, Carl and I stumbled out of the club, Carl was battered but Neil and I were just mildly tipsy, we hadn't drunk too much cos it was a bit expensive and we could have a good laugh without getting so shit-faced. We got a taxi back dropping Carl off first and then going on to Neil's place. Neil lived in a shared student house; he was in the second year of university, while I shared a flat with this bloke who I'd met on my course. When the taxi stopped outside his house, Neil grabbed my arm and pulled me out with him, "come on mate, its too early for you to go home" he mumbled as we paid a fiver to the cab driver and I followed him inside. This wasn't the first time Neil had forced me to stay over; I'd probably end up kipping on the floor as usual.
Neil kept telling me to keep quiet as we climbed the stairs to his room when ion fact it was him who was making most of the noise. Once inside his box-sized room, he didn't seem to care about the noise or waking his housemates up, he switched his ghetto blaster and started dancing around the room like a clumsy twat. I just jumped onto his bed and sat back watching him act like Muppet while I grinned and humoured him. He swiftly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, twirling it in the air before throwing it in my face. His chest was shiny, coated with sweat and the light hairs on his pecs were darker than ever, moist and slippery. I felt a yawn coming on and figured I best get undressed and make my make shift bed on the floor, consisting of a wafer-thin pillow and the duvet off Neil's bed. After stripping the duvet off the bed I spread it on the floor and then grabbed the pillow before peeling my t-shirt off and getting out of my jeans. It was a little cold to sleep in my boxers but sleeping in a thick pair of jeans is really fucking uncomfortable.
The CD ended abruptly and Neil dived onto his bed, his bare feet dangling off the bed as he unbuckled his belt and struggled out of his jeans. I got up and went to close the windows, Neil's got a weird habit of leaving the curtains open at night but I cant bare being prematurely awoken by the bright light early in the morning. When I turned around I caught Neil watching me with a concerted look. "What's up?" I asked, walking back to my makeshift bed. "Nothing, just looking not buying" he retorted, using the line from his favourite Stereophonics song whilst grinning like a kid. I laughed nonchalantly while adjusting the pillow, "Well I'm not selling even if you were buying mate" There was silence for a minute as I switched off the light and tried to get comfortable but the chill factor in the room was really having an effect, but I was using Neil's duvet as a mattress so neither of us had sufficient coverings to protect us from the cold. "Bet I wouldn't need to buy mate, you'd be free" Neil suddenly added to our wacky conversation. "You wish mate, you gotta pay for these first-class goods" I responded, smiling in the dark. Again he fell silent and I shifted onto my side, curling up in a foetus-like position in a bid to keep warm. "Gimme my duvet back, Dan, its bloody freezing!" Neil moaned a few moments later. "You don't expect me to sleep on the hard floor do ya?" I asked. "I don't care as long as I don't freeze my balls off, you get in bed with me or something" "What??" I was shocked by what he suggested, assuming it was a joke but he was serious. "I promise I won't rape you mate," he laughed, "just gimme the duvet and then decide what ya wanna do"
So thinking maybe it didn't really matter if I slept in the same bed as him, I got up and moved to the bed with the coveted duvet. I got in and shifted for a few moments before getting comfortable, even after only five minutes on the hard floor, the soft spongy mattress felt so relaxing. But then the first 'accident' happened, Neil shifted and his leg landed on to of mine, thigh to thigh. I thought he would move it but he didn't which was a bit weird but I didn't dwell on it too much, I knew it wouldn't stop me from sleeping cos I could sleep through an earthquake, should a big one ever hit England. I was eventually drifting off when I turned over and found myself real close to Neil, his back was arched and it was almost cradled against my chest. I moved back a bit and suddenly sleep seemed miles away, I tried to get to sleep but something kept me awake, I cant exactly say I was thinking about the situation too much either, cos I wasn't, I just couldn't sleep and didn't know why. Begrudgingly, I pulled the duvet back and got out of bed, heading for the bathroom to relieve myself.
Even the wooden floorboards felt cold against my bare feet. When I got back into the room, the light was back on and Neil was sitting up in bed. "Where did you go?" he asked. I climbed back into bed but before I could answer he said, "Fuck Dan, your waist is like a girls" I looked at him confused, "What the fuck does that mean?" I asked, trying to pull the duvet over me, but he pulled it back. His big green eyes looked manic. "Look mate, your waist is so thin and curvy, you sure you're not a tranny?" he laughed, putting his hands on my hips. His warm fingers on my naked skin felt pretty good. "Fuck off you wanker" I shot back, but he knew I wasn't offended. His hand moved from my hips to my stomach, the tips of his fingers lightly drumming against my skin. I stared at his long agile fingers and then at his face, he just looked at me with a blank expression. "Real soft skin" he mumbled. "What are you doing?" I managed to whisper while my body decided it really enjoyed being caressed by Neil. He looked at me as if he'd just realised what he was doing, "I dunno," he said, pulling his hands away. Without consciously telling myself to, I moved my hand forward and placed it on his chest, rubbing the mound with my thumb. I saw him close his eyes for a brief second as I realised that I was really hot not, even in the cold room.
When Neil opened his eyes he was looking straight into mine, we both sort of leaned forward simultaneously, he tilted his head to one side and my eyes danced over his handsome face, I could feel his breath on my lips, they parted involuntarily and I leaned forward a bit more, closing the gap and pressing my lips against his in a light kiss. He kissed me back without hesitation, his firm lips brushing against mine and then his tongue trying to slip into my mouth, I let it and the kiss deepened, his hand flew to my neck, his fingers roamed through my hair as we kissed deep and wet, tongues swirling around together, tasting inside his mouth and surprisingly loving the taste and the feel, probably just because I was getting caught up in the moment.
But I pulled away and we looked at each other, I don't quite know what I expected but was surprised when I felt his fingers move down my forearm and brush lightly against my hand, he sort of held my hand and I got a sudden urge to stop thinking and just let myself go with the tantalising feelings that were taking over my body. I leaned over him until he fell back against the bed; I planted a quick kiss on his lips before moving my lips down the nape of his neck, I moved towards his chest, kissing and then licking his smooth skin. Neil's hand held my head as I swept my tongue across his chest and held onto his waist with my trembling hands; the sexy and slightly musky scent of his body really turned me on. I curled my wet tongue around his engorged nipple and sucked on it with total concentration, Neil moaned and curled his fingers around my hair, I moved across his chest and licked his other nipple, flicking my tongue across it and nibbling it until Neil pulled my head back and kissed me aggressively on the lips. I started climbing on top of him, and felt his bulge rub against my stomach, my own prick had was so hard in my shorts. I reached down and had to squeeze it gently and then I did the same to Neil's bulge, squeezing his cock and making him moan into my mouth.
I don't think either of us was thinking we got carried away, if we had been thinking then we probably could have stopped at this point but we didn't. Neil's hands were cupping my face almost lovingly as we kissed lazily, teasing each other with our tongues while I felt him up and had him grinding his crotch against my hand. I broke the kiss and started pulling Neil's boxers down to free his cock, he leaned back against the bed and groaned loudly as I pulled his boxers down and struggled to untangle them from around his feet, he spread his legs wider and for a second I stroked his inner thighs and stared at his dick, it was about seven inches and uncut, curved slightly to the right, his balls were hairy and loose and he had black pubic hair that seemed recently trimmed. The heat radiating from his crotch was alluring, I leaned down getting my face closer to his cock, and I stuck out my tongue tentatively and licked from the base of his cock to the tip. Neil growled and bucked his hips, I took his cock in my hand and stroked the length a few times, watching a copious amount of precum form on the tip, I'd never sucked a cock before but at that point all I could think of was sucking it dry. I flicked my tongue against the head and licked off all the precum, then I wrapped my tongue around the head and closed my lips tight, sucking first only the head and then slowly lowering more of his shaft down my throat, Neil's hand moved to the back of my head and he guided me down, I almost choked and quickly retracted a little, content on sucking the tip until I got used to it.
I moved my hand to his balls and played with them idly while working on his cock. He filled the room with soft moans and deep breaths; the sounds were succeeding in making me hornier than ever. I tugged on his balls and rolled them around in my palm while slurping on his cock, my head bobbed up and down as I sucked on his dick, taking it down my throat and then pulling it out until only the piss slit was bouncing on my outstretched tongue. I looked up at him as I rubbed his cocked on my lips, his eyes were glazed over and he was writhing on the bed, his body coated in sweat and his lips opened unabashed. Suddenly though, he slid from under me and grinned at me mischievously while I looked at him forlorn, disappointed to have his cock taken away from me. "I wanna suck your dick too Dan" he mouthed and pushed me backwards. I leaned on my elbows and watched him crawl between my legs and take hold of my aching prick, I closed my eyes and wild groan escaped my lips as he stroked me. I licked my lips watching him do the same and then his tongue wrapped around the head of my cock and I felt a surge of electricity shoot through my body making me gasp.
Neil sucked my cock like a real pro. At least it was better than any previous blowjob I ever had, mostly from uninterested girls who sucked because I pouted and sulked if they said no. His tongue ventured up and down my shaft openly, he deliberately slid his mouth down and kissed my balls, lifting them with his tongue and nibbling on the base of my cock, I was whimpering and moaning with every flick of his tongue, and then he engulfed my cock into his warm mouth and cushioned the slide with his tongue. It took all my determination and energy to stop me from cumming; I didn't want it to end at all. But soon Neil pulled back and sat up against the wall, I moved into position beside him, and he kissed my lips briefly before leaning back and taking hold of my cock, he started wanking me slowly and I took his cock and did the same. We were both grunting in unison while we drove each other into a frenzied orgasm. I came first, shooting a huge load of spunk into the air, soon followed by a huge explosion from Neil, who's cum covered my hand and I smeared into my abs.
We didn't say anything after we had come. But there wasn't that expected feeling of guilt or regret that usually follows. In fact it was very different, we both just slid down into bed, I turned away from Neil but felt his arms around my waist, I felt his breath on my neck before he rested his face against it, I covered his hand with mine and closed my eyes, within minutes I was asleep. When I woke up in the morning, Neil was already up but he wasn't in the room, I put my clothes on unsure what to make of last night. I was dressed and sitting on Neil's bed, waiting for him to return when my mobile rang. It was my girlfriend, Ellie; she was waiting to be picked up like I had promised. I vaguely remembered promising to give her a lift to her parent's house, and I'd obviously slept in. So I had to leave without getting a chance to speak to or even see Neil that morning. It took me a good few hours to drop Ellie off in Sheffield and then get back, when I got back I sent Neil a text telling him where I'd been but I got no reply. It's been three days now and I haven't heard from him but I've not tried to get into contact with him either.
My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out, it was a message, I pressed the button, it was a text message from Neil...
To Be Continued...
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