Clay and I have been friends for ten years now. At eighteen years old I always trust Clay but for some reason I feel uneasy around him. He is taller than me and always excells in every thing we do. You have to know about Clay to understand my nervousness'. Clay is comfortable with his body, as puberty treated him well, early. Last week he spent the weekend with me. I was in my jockey shorts in my bedroom watching TV when Clay came and sat on the bed across from me. My discomfort caused me not to look over at Clay. I jumped as Clay moved. He started laughing, "Why are so jumpy? You think I'm going to jump your bones?"
I looked over at Clay and laughed. I hoped he did not notice that I had become erect. My cock was hid between my folded legs. He was sitting on the bed with his legs spread wide. I looked over and glanced at his bulge. I hoped he would not notice that I was getting a "semi". If you could imagine my humiliation sitting in front of Clay while my cock filled with blood. It was if he was not even in the room.
Soon I looked over at Clay's basket again. He saw me and laughed, "See something you like?" I just sat there with this dumb look on my face and a boner in my jockeys. He said, "Mind if I shower? I'm a mess." I watched as he stood by my bed and hooked his hands in his jockeys. It was like I was living a bad dream as he stripped the last of his clothes as his dick came into view. I wanted to climb under the bed. My humiliation was unbelievable.
I sat there as he walked into the bathroom. I was caught looking at my best friends cock. Normally when I'm around other guys I don't notice their bodies. But when I'm around Clay I come unglued. As Clay walked to the bath room I saw him look at my cock which was on the bone. I looked embarrassed as he moved to the door. I calmed down as I heard the water running. Soon Clay came out the shower with a towel around his neck. I watched TV as he entered the room naked. He started stroking his cock as me moved in front of me. I think I turned a dozen shades of red. I looked at him standing in front of me. I never answered as he said, "Want to watch?" I am sitting on the bed in just my jockey shorts with my hard dick visible to Clay. He is butt naked and I keep trying to look away from his body but my glaze kept coming back to the large naked cock being stroked not a foot from my face.
Clay said, "You want to watch me?" My fear was showing on my face but I never answered. He was standing with his legs spread as he pounded his dick. I kept looking at his erection. I saw him smile as I slowly reach my right hand toward his cock. I just had to feel his large rod. I guess I did a pretty good job of jerking him off as he cheered me on, "I'm going to shoot." His cum landed on my stomach, my knees, and my jockey covered erection." I was drawn in by Clay's body. I can still hear Clay say as he left the bedroom to clean up the mess, "Thanks, James, that was fun." I was actually proud that I had held his hard cock. I had actually jerked him off.
I heard a noise in the room. I realized that it was morning as I opened my eyes. I looked over in the bed next to me as Clay moved around and I spotted his morning erection. I was drawn to him. I moved my hands toward his hard-on as if I were grabbing my own hard teen dick. I stroked him as he squirmed in the bed. I heard him moan as I jerked him off the second time. Clay moved about on the bed as he shot his morning load. My face started turning red as I looked at the smile on Clay's face as he said, "Good morning James. That felt good." I started to bone.
Later that day I was kneeling in front of Clay's crotch as he pushed his jockeys to the floor and stepped out of them. His cock was fully hard and sticking up at an angle toward his belly button. His bushy blond pubes looked like a forest compared to mine. I had jerked off Clay three times this weekend. This was strangely exciting being this close to his hard body. I thought, "If I'm not queer, why do I get excited by Clay's body?" I grabbed Clay's cock and began to jerk him off again. He moaned and humped my hands as I stroked his rod. It was only a short time before he told me he was ready to shoot. I caught the blasts in my hands. I wiped the goop on his abs. He looked down at me in the kneeling position and ran his fingers over the top of my head. I watched as one big string of cum on his dick dripped toward the floor. In slow motion I saw the gooey string fall.
He must have felt awkward with me between his legs with his cock just inches from my face. "Man you know just how to do it." I kept feeling his cock. My eyes were big but they never quit watching his bone. He actually liked it. I knelt like a queer between Clay's legs. My face started turning red as I looked at his bone. I think I wanted to suck his dick. Clay looked down at me as I looked at his large balls. They were always ready with a large dose of his boy sperm. I saw the blond pubic hair that I covered his balls. I was kneeling between his legs. I was holding his cock and staring up at Clay like a lost puppy. He didn't say anything just watched my face. I wanted to move my mouth toward his rod and close my lips over Clay's cock. My hands could feel the strength of his cock. I wanted to taste his pre-cum as I stroked his cock but I never took his cock into my mouth.