Well, thanks a million to all of you who responded, I am doing my best to get back with all of you, but there have been a lot of emails. This story as usual is true, it's about me and my best friend in high school, at least for a while anyway. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did, although I doubt it. If you like it please let me know, email me a jkinkaide@hotmail.com You can also check out my other stories, 2 from the end of Sept called "Bathroom Games" and "Locker Room Mike" and 2 from June 1999 called `Sister's underwear" and "Cock Holder" they are all under the section called high school. Also if you don't like gay stories then get out now please, thanks and enjoy.
My best friend Brad
Brad and I didn't really even know each other until we were in about 10th grade in high school. We both hung around different people. At some point one of my friends became friends with Brad so we ended up hanging out every so often. Eventually Brad and I became very close friends, and after several months you couldn't separate us. We were always at each others' house or on the phone with each other, yet we never got sick of each other. Brad's family was very well off, they owned condos at the beach and many vehicles, including some classic Mustangs that I really liked a lot. My family wasn't exactly poor or anything, we were middle class, nice house, 2 cars, the average. Brad and I had so much in common, it was uncanny. We would sit on the telephone at night for hours just talking about everything. I found it humorous when we picked up this little habit of saying "I love you" before we hung up. It became a game, we would each try to be the last one to say it before hanging up, I usually let him win.
Brad was very athletic, in fact, he was voted the most athletic in our class. He was about 5'10 about 145-150 pounds, sandy blond hair, blue eyes, and a cute little button nose. He had an awesome body, he lifted weights a lot, but wasn't overly huge or anything, he also had about the most perfectly formed ass I have ever seen. Brad and I did everything together and his family loved me as if I were their own son, it was a great feeling.
Our friends used to joke around and say "the two of you might as well be dating!" Brad and I would just laugh and make some smart comment like "at least we know we'd be happy," or something like that. Brad had a girlfriend for a long time, her family was also very wealthy, and their parents were good friends, a lot of times I thought Brad may have been pressured into dating her by his parents. She was a very snotty little rich girl and treated Brad very badly, I hated to see that, but Brad wouldn't listen to me when I would tell him.
I eventually started dating a girl who was best friends with Brad's girlfriend. She was a very sweet girl, and to make things better this meant Brad and I got to spend even more time together with the whole double dating thing and same social functions. When Brad found out he was so excited "This is awesome that means we can hang out more!" Which made me think "hmm, sounds like he wants to spend more time with me than his girlfriend."
As time passed Brad and I became closer and closer, he even "jokingly" began kissing me on the lips when people would say we should be dating. You know I wasn't going to stop him!! We took a creative writing class together and we were the only 2 from our class in it, the rest were younger kids, but we had a blast. We wrote poems and stories and junk. One day the teacher told us our assignment was to partner up with someone in class and write a nice description of them. So of course Brad and I paired up and we wrote these descriptions saying how hot each other was, and all the attractive features, I was even able to write that Brad had a "beautiful butt," since we were doing this just "jokingly."
A couple weeks later we were in a school play together, I got to play "death" and brad was a wolf man. We were in the bathroom helping each other put makeup on, and I was wearing this black face paint and black lipstick. Brad wanted some of the lipstick also, so he looked at me and said "give me some of that, better yet I will just take some off your lips." I had grown so used to this I said "ok" and Brad proceded to press his lips against mine and rub them around to try to get the lipstick on his lips. I was surprised he continued to do it, all we had ever done before was give each other pecks on the lips. This one was different it was a sustained kiss, I finally realized that it had turned into more than Brad getting lipstick off my lips, he was kissing me!! When he finally pulled away, I was in a little bit of shock, Brad just chuckled and finished putting on his costume. How was I supposed to take this?
Well this being the last week of school I figured I would wait until another time to talk to Brad. I figured I would know when the right time was. The night before the last day of school Brad and our friend Kevin came and asked me what I was doing that night. "Nothing" I said. "Cool you and Kevin can stay at my house tonight and we will get up early and go out for breakfast." Brad said. "OK, that sounds good, can you pick me up later?" I asked Brad. "Sure I'll see you later." Brad said and walked away.
I decided to bring a little surprise with me that night to liven up the evening, I took a bottle of Whiskey from the liquor cabinet at home and brought it to Brad's house with me. We sat there for a while played Sega and talked, then we came up with a plan. We decided that it would be fun to stay up all night long go straight to breakfast and then go to school on no sleep. Brad got out all this mountain dew from the fridge to try to help keep us awake. I didn't make it very long though, I fell asleep about 2am.
When I woke up it was about 3am or so, and I heard Brad and Kevin laughing hysterically. "What the hell is so funny, what did you do to me?" I asked. "Nothing," said Brad, and he held up the whiskey bottle about half empty!! It turned out Brad and Kevin had discovered my little surprise and helped themselves; They were drunk!! I came to learn that Brad had drank the majority of the bottle, Kevin was just sipping at it, so Brad was hammered. "You fuckers!!" is the only thing I could think to say. "Looks like you have some catching up to do." Brad said as he passed me the bottle. I grabbed the bottle and began chugging, I had drank whiskey before, so I was used to the taste, however Brad and Kevin were amazed at the speed which I slammed it down. "Holy hell man, you're gonna kill yourself!!" Brad exclaimed. I pulled the bottle away "Chill out son, let me show you how it's done!!" I slammed some more, until the bottle was about 3/4 of the way done and Brad was Laughing hard again, he could not believe what I had done.
After about 30 minutes, Kevin was passed out, and Brad and I had finished the bottle of whiskey and were now talking. I was laying on the floor on my back and Brad was laying beside me. By this time we had our night clothes on, I only sleep in a pair of shorts, and Brad was in just a pair of sweatpants. The conversation rolled around to him and Nicole (that was his girlfriend). I was apologizing for always getting on his case about her, when he interrupted me. "You're right." "What are you talking about" I answered. "About me and Nicole, I shouldn't be with her, I don't even know why we are together." Brad said, not sounding so happy anymore, I guess the alcohol had really loosened his tongue. "So why are you?" I asked him. "I don't know" He said as he sat up and leaned one arm over me, but was looking right down at me now, I was pinned down. He leaned down and gave me one of our pecks on the cheek and started talking again. "You know that stuff I wrote about you in class?" He asked me with tears forming in his eyes. "Sure, what about it?" I asked him. "I meant it, everything I wrote was true" he said as he leaned down and kissed me again. I was in shock, I didn't know what to say. Brad started talking about him and Nicole again "I guess I am just with her because I feel like I am supposed to be, ya know?" He asked me with tears beginning to stream down his face. "Brad you don't have to be with anyone you don't want to be with, you should do what makes you happy" I said, trying to console him, I hated to see him so sad. "You mean that, really?" Brad asked. "Of course" I answered. Just then Brad leaned down again and started kissing me. This kiss was quite different from any of our others, this was a long, deep, and passionate kiss. I was so happy, I just let myself go, al the sexual frustration was released as I kissed him back.
After we had kissed for a few minutes Brad pulled away abruptly and laid back down on the floor with his hands covering his face, I could hear him sobbing again. "What's wrong Brad, I am sorry if I did something wrong?" I asked him, concerned about what was happening to our friendship. "Why do I feel like this, this isn't right, this isn't normal!!" Brad sobbed. "Says who!!?" I said as I crawled over and straddled Brad's chest with my legs and hovered over him trying to get him to remove his hands from his face. "Brad, I meant every word I wrote about you also, except there is more. I love you, I love everything about you, and the happiest day of my life was when I first met you." I decided it was time to be honest, hopefully that would help Brad to open up more and know that what he was feeling wasn't wrong. "Just because we live in such a shit hole of a town, where everyone know everything about everyone else, and they have a certain ideal as to how we should act, doesn't mean you are a bad person, doesn't make you any less of a person."
Brad removed his hands from his face, wiped some tears away, and said to me "You know I love you too, how is it that you can always make me feel better?" Brad asked with a little smile forming at his lips. "I guess I am your soul mate" I responded as I leaned down and began kissing Brad again. I was now laying on top of Brad as we kissed, I could feel a bulge against my leg after a couple minutes, aside from my own. I pulled away from Brad and looked down, sure enough there was a rather noticeable bulge in the front of Brad's sweat pants. I looked up at Brad and he let out a little chuckle. I started kissing him again, then I began to kiss my way down his chest, sucking on each nipple on the way down to my prize.
He had such a beautiful stomach I spent a lot of time licking it and working my tongue in and out of his belly button. Brad had such a wonderful taste to him, I can't even describe it. I finally worked down to his waistband and began sliding my hands under it as I continued to kiss and lick his stomach. I could feel his crotch hair on my fingers, and this warm wonderful smell come out when I raised his waistband. His cock brushed and bobbed against my fingers as I moved them around, exploring his genitals with my hands, while I continued to lick and kiss his chest and stomach. I finally started pulling down his sweatpants, the head of brad's very hard cock was being pulled along with the band of his underwear, and when I finally pulled them down far enough his cock slapped back against his stomach. Brad left out a laugh, I just looked at him with a hungry smile on my face. Brad had such a beautiful cock, it resembled my own very much as far as size and everything, the only real difference was that his pubes were a little lighter colored than mine because he had the sandy blond hair. I began by just feeling every little bit and piece of his package as I could. I fondled his balls and rolled them around with my fingers and I ran my fingers up and down his shaft. MY GOD it felt so good, that first part of the foreplay is the best, it's so new and exciting and stimulates so many senses.
After I felt I had teased him to the point where he couldn't take it anymore I started by jacking him off a little bit. First I would do it really slowly, then faster, then slow down again. His cock was rock hard now, so I decided it was time to take it in. It was such a perfect size, I was able to take most of it in without a problem, I could feel the head touching the back of my throat each time I took it in, I could tell Brad liked this by the sounds of enjoyment he was making. I continued to take Brad in and out, and occasionally I would pull off to lick his balls and take them in my mouth also, I wanted to taste as much of Brad as I could. I was surprised Brad was lasting this long, I think the alcohol contributed to that, but I finally felt his beautiful cock begin to swell so I started going faster. "Oh,oh,oh I am gonna cum now!" Brad moaned. I kept going harder until he filled my mouth with his sweet juice. He tasted so much different from the others I had been with, I was surprised, it was a good taste, just different. I loved it!! I continued to roll Brad's cock around in my mouth, until it was soft again, but I didn't want to let it go. Brad just laid there for a few minutes and caught his breath.
When he finally was able to speak, Brad just started laughing and giggling hysterically. I looked at him and said "What, was it that bad or something?"
"No" Brad responded "it's just that you are sooo much better than Nicole at that!" and he started laughing again. I was laughing also, "well I guess when you know the equipment you are operating with it is much easier." Brad and I laughed for a few minutes. "You know I am so happy right now." Brad said. "Me too, but I guess that's kind of obvious." I said looking at the bulge in my pants. Brad laughed "oh yeah, I was so swept up in what you just did I forgot. As much as I would like to return the favor the same way you did, I think we should try something else. This is a little embarrassing, but I have had these fantasies of you and I want to do it for real." "First of all, there is no reason to be embarrassed, I have fantasized about you for a long time, and second, what exactly did you have in mind?" I answered. "Well, I want to have you inside of me, does that sound dumb?" Brad questioned. I had this overwhelming feeling come over me, I felt tears forming in my eyes, Brad looked at me, "is everything ok, sorry if I offended you." "No that's not it, that was about the best thing you could have said to me. You really care for me don't you?" I asked. "Of course I do! Do you think I didn't mean it all those times I have told you I love you before this?" Brad said trying to reassure me. "Well I didn't know for sure, we were always joking around and stuff" Brad interrupted me "I was never joking, I meant it every time I said it. I always felt like there was something missing in my life until you came along. You make me happier than I have ever been, and probably ever will be." I grabbed Brad in a big hug with tears running down my face "I love you so much Brad, no one has ever said that kind of stuff to me, God you just don't know how good it makes me feel to hear you say it and to know you mean it. " "Well why don't you go ahead and show me?" Brad said.
I wiped the tears from my face and I said "OK, so lets make this fantasy of you're a reality then, is there any thing in particular I should do?" I knew that Brad was talking about me putting my cock in his ass, but I wanted to be sure there were no details of his fantasy I was leaving out. "No, just show me that you love me, be gentle, be loving, be caring, and for the love of God don't hurt me." Brad chuckled at his little joke. I managed a little laugh still wiping some tears from my face "OK, well we are gonna need some lubrication then." Brad went and got a container of Vaseline. When he came back I asked him how he wanted to do it, as in what position. Brad said he wanted to be on his back, so we could see each other. So he laid on the floor on his back and put his legs in the air. I put some of the vaseline on my first two fingers and slowly began to rub around his hole. I took a little more on the fingers and slid them gently into his ass, I asked Brad if I was hurting him at all and he said no. I decided it was time for the real thing, so I asked Brad if he would put the vaseline on my cock, he agreed. He put some in the palm of his hand and begin to stroke my already hard cock until it was good and lubed. As much as I didn't want him to stop, I wanted to continue with the fantasy. As I slid my cock slowly into Brad's hole I could hear him making some noises. I looked and Brad was laying there with his eyes closed like he was preparing to have a Band Aid ripped off or something, it was very cute. I kept asking if I was hurting him and he kept telling me to keep going so I did. When I finally got it the whole way in I started to slowly move in and out of Brad, it felt so good, he was so tight and it was a good feeling on my cock. I told Brad to relax a little bit so he would enjoy it a little more, but he was very tense. He finally started to let out some moans of satisfaction as I began to pump a little faster. When I began to pump even harder, I looked down and saw Brad's cock and balls bouncing and flailing around, it was so arousing. I could feel myself beginning to swell, finally I knew it was time. "Oh God I am gonna cum now!!" I moaned. "Do it in me, do it in me" Brad pleaded. I finally exploded a few pumps later and I could feel each warm shot go deep into Brad, it was the best feeling ever. When I was finally done, I collapsed forward onto Brad's chest, with my cock still in him. We began kissing passionately and when I was finally spent I rolled over beside Brad, we were both worn out.
We just laid there holding each other for a while, enjoying every bit of happiness we had discovered in each other. Just then the alarm went off, we had totally lost track of time. We both grabbed our stuff and ran to the bathroom before Kevin woke up. We finally got to the bathroom and both looked at each other, out of breath, and began laughing. We locked the door, and took a shower together, scrubbing each other down. We changed clothes and when we came out we ended up having to wake Kevin up anyway, he didn't even hear the alarm. We were all a bit hungover, but somehow mine and Brad's didn't seem quite as bad.
Well, I hope you enjoyed hearing about another of my wonderful high school experiences. I you liked it please email me jkinkaide@hotmail.com. Usually if I get a good enough response I will write about another of my experiences. Also I like to hear what people think so email away!!