How I Met Ben
I'm Rick. You can say that I'm the typical high school jock. I'm muscular, sporty, and I'm into wrestling. In fact, I'm the best wrestler in my school despite only being a sophomore. I'm proud of that, and proud of my body. Being the jock earns me special status in school. People respect and admire me, and girls love me. I can get almost every girl I want. The only problem is, I'm not into girls. I'm gay. It's hard to be both gay and a jock. They just don't go together, which means I tend to hide the fact I'm gay. Although I lust after some of the guys in the wrestling team, I never show it. I was able to control myself. I thought I have everything worked out. Until Ben arrived, that is.
Ben transferred to my high school during my sophomore year. He's another high school jock like me. He's not only into wrestling, he's also into football, and it's crazy to do both in high school. The practice schedule for one would have kept any guy busy, but doing two is just impossible. Just the energy required to keep up with all the training would cause chronic fatigue. But Ben was doing it, and he's good. The amazing thing is, he is as good in wrestling as he is in football. His wrestling skills are right up there with me, and he's already the best football player in our school. He has become the new alpha male, and I'm not happy with that.
Naturally, I treat him as my arch-rival. There's no way he can do both sports and still be as good as me in wrestling, when I'm only doing one. I was starting to feel inferior, which is tough, because I was used to being the king of the hill. This dude is just... better than me, I have to admit. But, I was not going to go down without a fight. So, I challenged him in wrestling. The thing is, we were equals so I win some and lose some. I can never really beat him, no matter how hard I train. He is strong, skilled and experienced. He told me he was the best wrestler in his old high school, and he started wrestling since very young. Plus, he grew up on a farm so he has had more physical activity than most kids who live in the city. I only started wrestling in high school, so I was kind of at a disadvantage. Anyway, if I couldn't beat him in the one thing I'm best at, what does it say about me? So, you can imagine, I kind of hated him, not because he is mean or anything, quite the opposite, but he reminds me of my inferiority.
The problem is, he is difficult to hate. He has a baby face, a cute smile, strong and muscular body. More importantly, he is kind, cheerful, generous and easy going, just perfect in every way. Too perfect... it irritates me. There must be some weakness in this guy. He is either a great liar or really perfect. I needed to find out. The more I spent time with him, the more I found that he was genuinely great. He's straightforward and honest; he treated me like a friend, and he enjoyed wrestling with me. He said it's great he finally has someone to wrestle with, someone who can keep him on his toes and make him better. He seems to be so confident and secure that I don't threaten him.
So, one part of me hates him, the other part totally admires him. And over time, I started to like him more and more. Halfway through the school year, I was helplessly in love with him, and I couldn't control my urges. My plan to remain hidden in the closet was seriously wrecked. It's not helping that every week after wrestling practice, we shower together. He likes to stick with me because I'm his default opponent. And he always showers next to me. As he casually rubs soap all over his broad chest and stomach right next to me, he was maintaining eye contact with me the whole time, chatting about wrestling holds and positions. My eyes are so tempted to drift down to his cock, only it would be so obvious to him that I'm staring. So, I'm mindlessly talking to him, while staring at his smooth, tanned, broad chest and large nipples. I so wanted to reach out and squeeze them. They were staring me in the face. Then, as he bent down to wash his legs, I would shamelessly stare at his cock. He has a thick, uncut cock, which is five inches long when soft, and who knows how long when hard. The way he casually washes it, pulling back his foreskin to wash his cock head right next to me, makes me want to cum right there. This guy is totally open about his body, and he is certainly proud of it. Since we started showering together, he has become my nightly jerk off fantasy.
The thing is, I can't do anything about it. I can't make a move on him, because I don't want to let him know I'm gay, and I know he's not gay. He already has a reputation for being a womanizer. He's quite the legend, banging almost half of the female population in the school. He's driving me nuts with lust and there's nothing I can do. But that was about to change.
One day after school, Ben asked me to help him with math. He said he was struggling and he needed to maintain a B average to continue to stay on both teams. I was smiling inside, because I finally found Ben's weakness! Math is my best subject and I get A's all the time. He must have noticed and that's why he's asking for my help! I found something I could beat Ben, the perfect jock! Yeah, not in sports, but something, at least. I jumped at the chance to help him. Anything to let me spend more time with him and get close to him is welcomed.
"Wow, the perfect jock, the mighty Ben asking for my help!" I joked.
"Yeah, well, you are smart. You always get A's in math and for most subjects too."
"That's flattering, coming from you. I guess I have to say yes then."
"Cool. You want to come over to my place? My parents are out."
"Sure. Let's go." With that, I went to Ben's place and helped him with math. I spent an hour or so teaching him, and he caught up quickly.
"Hey, thanks man, that was faster than I expected. You are good." Ben gave me a charming smile.
"Well, you are not stupid either. You are a quick learner."
"So what do we do now? You want to have some fun?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"Oh, I don't know... wrestle?"
"Sure." Before I could finish, he already jumped on me. I started flipping over and pinning him back before he could get a hold on me. However, he was quick and escaped. We went back and forth for several minutes and we were both breathing hard and sweating, but neither could pin the other for more than a few seconds. One thing different from regular practice was that I could feel his cock getting hard while he pressed against me with one of his pins.
"Oh, sorry, I was getting excited. I usually jerk off after school but I haven't done it today yet so I'm horny. All the bodily contact isn't helping." Ben smiled as he said it as a matter-of-factly, and there is not a hint of embarrassment, as if it's the most natural thing to share. My cock jumped on hearing this and I immediately got hard.
"Well, I guess you should jerk off then."
"Yeah, if you don't mind." He started stripping his clothes, and in no time, he was naked with a boner. His cock was a nice seven inch, thick with a bulbous cock head leaking precum. He was hot as hell. He just grabbed his cock and gave it a few tugs.
"Ah... nothing feels like it... except sex, of course." I was mesmerized. I stared at his huge cock the whole time and he was putting on a show for me. My cock was so hard it hurts.
"Do you want to join in?" He asked while giving me a big smile. How can I refuse? I started stripping and joined him naked on his bed.
"Nice cock." He looked over and said. I had a six inch cock and it was not as thick as his, so in terms of both length and girth, I was behind.
"Not as big as yours." I observed.
"But still nice..." He looked at my cock unabashed, reached out his hand and asked, "May I?" Before I could answer, he grabbed my cock and gave it a few tugs, as if that was the most natural thing to do. I moaned loudly and still could not believe it was happening.
"I thought you were into girls? I didn't know you like to mess with guys as well."
"It's just two friends helping each other. No biggie." Ben smiled and continued to stroke me. My mouth was wide open, both in shock and in lust. My jerk off fantasy is jerking me off! I almost came right away. He kept stroking me faster and faster, until I was near climax.
"Here we go, shoot it buddy!" He said excitedly. I came everywhere. I was so horned up by what he did; I shot the biggest load of cum in my life. It was totally unexpected and hot.
"Wow, that's a big load... nice one!" He said as he pat my shoulder. It was as if I just scored a goal or something and he's praising me for it. I was speechless. I looked over and he was just as hard as before. I reached out my hand, grabbed it, and started stroking it.
"Hmmm... that's nice." He laid back, put his hands behind his head, and enjoyed my touch. He was totally relaxed, his eyes closed and a smile on his face. As I stroked him, his precum started leaking and I rubbed it all over his bulbous head.
"Wow, you are good." He opened his eyes and watched how I played with his cock head. "I love how you rub the underside of my cock." I focused more on his underside and he gave a loud moan.
"Keep going Rick, I'm almost there." He urged me on, still smiling and enjoying himself. I started jerking him faster and faster, and I could feel he was tensing up.
"Ah... I'm going to cum!" He yelled as he thrust his hips upwards and shot a huge load all over his face, chest and stomach. He gave me a big smile.
"Thanks, mate. That was awesome! Better than many girls I've had." With that he closed his eyes and continued to savor the feeling. Watching this hot stud shoot all over himself made me hard again. After a few moments, he opened his eyes.
"Wow, you are hard again." He reached out and grabbed my cock again, tugging it a bit.
"Yeah, that was hot."
"We should do this more often. Say... every day after school, haha."
"Yeah, I can help you with math or something, and you can jerk me off to thank me."
"Deal." So that was our arrangement. Jerking off each day after school. We have progressed from arch-rivals to best friends and jerk off buddies in half a year. Not bad.