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After I got that text from Justin, I decided it was time to invite Robbie over for the weekend. That following Monday I texted him to meet me out in the parking lot for some afternoon fun. It was a standard afternoon affair, with lots of mutual head, my cock in his ass, and at least three orgasms. I roused him from his final post-orgasmic bliss just a little earlier than normal to get ready and head back. As we started to get our clothes on I decided to give him the news. I left out any mention of Justin, just that I had the place to myself this weekend, and it would be hot if hung out with me.
Robbie looked at me with disbelief for a few seconds before shouting "You jerk!" and tackling me against the mattress. I was a little stunned to be honest, but he started giggling and kissing me all over.
"I can't wait Seth, I really can't wait!" This was more along the lines of what I was expecting and I secured him in a hug while he continued to squirm against me.
He continued ,"OK, I can definitely convince my parents, they trust me and they like you and everything. Oh my god, this is going to be so great! Also I want to build myself up, I won't jack off and no more sex until then."
This last statement stunned me. No more sex? We usually fucked at least once more before the weekend. However Robbie's enthusiasm was infectious and I declared, "Me too! Can't wait!"
Robbie stopped squirming. I looked up and his smile had shifted from enthusiastic to incredulous, with a little smirk at the corner of his mouth.
"Really, no sex for a whole week despite what a fuckboy you are?" Robbie was always cheeky, but calling me a fuckboy was new.
"Don't believe me? Just watch it!"
Robbie buried his head in my chest and giggled, "OK we'll see. But just for the record, I'm abstaining for my own anticipation, you can do whatever you what. But I'll tell you what, if you make it past Wednesday without getting off with one of your `special friends,' text me right away. I'll need to tell my parents to buy a lottery ticket for me."
The last comment was a bit too much for me and I gave him a rough noogie. Robbie squirmed and giggled again but as much as I wanted to continue, I looked at my watch and realized we were cutting it close. We scrambled to get ready and got to school with barely any time left. I ran across the parking lot and speed walked through the halls to AP Chemistry without getting to my locker first. I got to the doorway just as the bell rang nearly out of breath. Mr. Peterson looked at me up and down without my textbook, binder, or any writing materials.
In front of the whole class, already seated at their desks, he said, "You know, it is really clear to me you are unprepared, and being unprepared I should mark you as tardy. But just this once, I'm going to give you a hall pass. Go get your crap, and please make better use of your open campus privileges going forward."
I felt relieved, maybe I had technically broke one my brother's rules, but that qualified as an out right? As I walked to my locker I realized Mr. Peterson's comment was a little strange. "Better use of your open campus privileges?" how did he know I was off campus?
I made it through Monday and Tuesday with no problem, but Wednesday came around and I was honestly having trouble. I was getting horny. If that little slut Robbie hadn't made that comment about making it through Wednesday, I'd be just fine, but now it's all I can think about! By midway during lunch period I could barely focus, and decided I couldn't make it two more days. I needed release. I took out my phone and texted Andy Samuels, "Wanna go for a jog after school?"
Andy texted back less than five minutes later, "Are you bringing the lube or me?"
Andy Samuels was both one of my "special friends" and my best friend. We met freshmen year at XC running practice, and got along like brothers. He was so easy to talk to, we played the same games, and had half our classes together. The first few months of high school, I was struggling to accept my sexuality and so I avoided getting too close with him, but thanks to an upperclassmen on the team, I got comfortable with it real quick. Once a particular junior popped my cherry, I started to give Andy a closer look.
He was a twink by any standard definition. No significant arm muscle, but some definition. A slim bod with a flat, firm tummy. He had dirty blond hair cut short, but not crew cut or anything, and an ever so slightly freckled face with green eyes and a cute little nose.
I also started to notice his behavior and fagcent. I also let my voice get a little fruitier after coming out, but Andy remains my most flamboyant friend. He was also a bit handsy and would grab me around the shoulders and pet my hair like it was normal. Before, I chalked it up to more brotherly behavior, but at that point I was convinced he was gay too and it turned me on. I started to return the favor, upping the ante a little and would hug him, rub his back, and lean over, placing my head next to his. We kept escalating over the course of a few days back and forth until we were literally groping each other's butts.
Finally, just a week I got a set of keys from my brother, I invited Andy over for the weekend when I overheard my brother talking about going camping. Well... let's just say Andy came better prepared that day than I did and we had a great night. Afterwards we did everything together, and he was always my most reliable "special friend."
Andy met me by my car after school and we headed to the trails together. Our school was in a lightly urban area, but it only took 15 minutes to get to an extensive trail system we trained on for XC running and skiing. The November-December period was always an awkward period for my fitness routine. Normally I could count on school clubs to keep me busy, but XC running ended a few weeks ago and skiing didn't start till there was snow. One of the coaches runs a maintenance day once a week, but that's just to encourage us to use our free time wisely. Last year I got lazy and barely made alternate JV for skiing, so this year I was not going fuck up and made sure to go for long intense jogs at least five times a week.
With over 50km of trail out here, it was easy to get isolated if you wanted privacy. Plus, this time of year it never got warmer than 50 degrees, so there was even fewer people than normal. I pulled into the parking lot near the entrance, and noticed there were fewer than ten cars. Perfect. Andy and I got going right away. We typically train for at least an hour, plus an extra 30-45 minutes for other activities about half way through.
We were both in great shape, so a casual 7 minute mile or so pace while gabbing was normal for us. I was a bit faster than Andy, so I had to pay attention and keep a slower pace, but we still talked like normal about school and winter break plans, until Andy started talking about my recent behavior.
"So you've been a little busy recently, huh?"
"Well yeah, I know. I tried only taking three AP courses. History and Calc are no problem, but AP Chem is no joke."
"Don't be silly Seth, you're like a human tape recorder, that isn't why you've been blowing me off, and it's because of a certain little soccer player right?" As he said the last four words he slowed down and emphasized every syllable in the most aggravating teasing tone.
My face was already red from the chill air, but I could feel it getting redder. Normally I would open up no problem to Andy, but Robbie was not fully out, and was only his first semester. It didn't feel right to just admit right away. "And how would you know?"
"I was honestly confused at first. We had fun all summer long, but you dropped me just a couple weeks after school started. We were still thick as thieves during practice, but you rarely invited me out after, or even during lunch. When I asked you to go out, you always had some BS excuse. Then I was at a varsity soccer game at one point, and I saw you there, flirting with a Mr. RH the whole time."
Robbie Hamlin, of course. "Fuck dude, I'm sorry. Have I been a dick to you that whole time?"
Andy laughed "Its OK, but man you two are all over each other huh?"
"Wait, what?"
"I kept watching you after that and I noticed Robbie is like, always around you between classes. And you guys are always giggling and laughing, doing that flirty touching thing where you keep shoving each other around to hide the fact you can't keep your hands off one another. You're dating right?"
"No, he's just another guy I fuck. We're chill."
Andy sighs, "No way. I see how you are with him. Totally in another world. You can't stop thinking about him right?"
This caught me off guard. Dating Robbie? I had never thought about it. Do I want to? Can I? Then suddenly I realized something about Andy's story.
"Wait, what were you doing at that game, you don't give a fuck about team sports? Any time you aren't running during meets all you do is troll insta."
"Oh, well, I have a few friends on the team, you know that."
"And you would normally just use those friends as an excuse to your parents to get over to my place on weekends. You are pursuing someone, or maybe you already have a prize?"
Andy hesitated. He also was never one to hold back on me when it came to conquests. "Dude, what's his name!"
"Kevin Jeong."
I stop in my tracks. Kevin Jeong was another junior and one of the stars of the Varsity soccer team. He was a hot Korean guy with jet black hair, permed at the front, a cocky attitude, and a solid soccer bod just like Robbie. He seriously looked like he could be a k-pop trainee or something, like a young Jungkook. I would normally be ecstatic for my friend, but there was a big problem. Kevin was a raging homophobe.
"Dude, what the hell! You know how he is, he hangs out with those jock assholes and they are constantly calling everyone a fag and making all those mocking gay gestures at any dude even slightly flamboyant. One of them beat up Lance Hawkins! Just for looking at him wrong! Lance isn't even gay! Plus, he's dating Melissa Lehman and they are all over each other!"
This wasn't even half the shit Kevin and his friends got up to the past few years. This felt like a betrayal to guys like us and I was livid.
"Look, I know, he has been the worst jackass in the past, but think back, that was only freshmen year. Plus maybe a few months of sophomore. Have you seen them hang out since?"
"I dunno dude," I bring down my voice, as Andy seems dead serious, and I continue "I'm not his secretary or anything."
I start to jog again and Andy follows.
After a minute of contemplating I finally say "OK dude, Tell me the whole story."
Andy takes a deep breath and dives in:
I always thought Kevin was hot, but like you said, he was the worst homophobe, so I stayed away. But sophomore year, I got to know a few guys on the soccer team through class and we hung out from time to time. After a while, I drifted in that orbit and saw Kevin every once in a while. I still tried to avoid him, but he treated me cordially enough. I also noticed he stopped hanging out with those cunts like he used to. Randomly, I met Melissa too and she's great. I don't know how she put up with Kevin the first year and half of school.
Sophomore year ended and over the summer I just hung out with you, and went to camp, and did some other traveling so not much contact with the soccer guys. But when school started up last September, and you were... well... busy... I started hanging out again with them. Just a couple weeks later, I got invited to Kevin's birthday party through one of the guys. Everyone on the varsity and JV soccer teams were invited, plus anyone they wanted to bring along, so I figured it would be fine if I went. The whole thing was chill. It was at a park in the day, there was food, and most of us just played ultimate or volleyball. That's actually how I first met Robbie. He was on my team for ultimate, and I gotta say dude, you did one hell of a job bagging that firecracker.
Anyway, as it got closer to dinner, Kevin started inviting a smaller group to a sleepover. Just a few of his close teammates, all juniors and seniors, but oddly, he invited me. I wasn't sure at first, but he was really straight forward and earnest when he asked me, no hesitation or anything. He told me who the other invitees were, and they were all cool, so I decided what the hell. It was at his Uncle Steve's cabin at a nearby lake. Uncle Steve greeted us and all the parents dropping us off. Though, once it was just us guys, Uncle Steve announced he was going back to his actual home for the night. He told us to behave ourselves and use the supplies he left in the kitchen responsibly. There, we found a large jug of Tito's vodka and a variety of pop.
It was a good evening overall. We had fun mixing various drinks and playing video games, but I never had a whole drink for myself. If my parent's caught a whiff of liquor on me the next morning, they would kill me. I made a few drinks for fun, but would just took a few sips before giving it away. Kevin was also noticeably sparing in his drinking. I figured he wanted to make sure his uncle's house was kept in order, but the others were acting like typical high school dummies and were out cold by midnight.
Once most of the guys were wasted or passed out in the living room I started to get ready to leave. It was a few miles to my parents' place, but the streets were well lit and I could take shower there to wash off any stench. Kevin walked in on me while I was grabbing my sweater and backpack. He lunged out and blocked my exit.
"Um, Andy, aren't you staying over tonight, everyone else is?"
His arm was spread across the doorway, and when I turned around, his face was right up against mine. It was actually kind of hot.
"It's OK Kevin, this way we don't run the risk of my parents trying to pick me up and find all these drunkards lying around."
"Oh, OK. Well, actually I was hoping to talk to you for a bit if that's OK."
It made no real difference if I left an hour later so I figured whatever. "K, lead the way dude."
Kevin grabbed me by the hand, another surprise to add to the evening, and led me upstairs and down a hallway, to a closet which opened to a small rope. Kevin pulled it and a small stair case descended from the ceiling to the attic. He started to climb pulling me with him, but I hesitated.
Sensing this, Kevin turned around and said, "Um, please dude, I know this might be weird, but there is no way the other guys will disturb us here."
If he had been assertive, or even neutral, I would have let go and ran towards the front door, but Kevin sounded vulnerable, pleading even. It went against every instinct I had, but I followed. When we get to the attic, he turned the light on and it seemed pretty cozy to be honest. A small space with a low ceiling, maybe 6', a window, and a futon laid out on the ground.
Kevin pulled up the staircase, and walked over to the futon before sitting down and patting it with a proud smile, "Feel it, what do you think? I visit my grandparents in the Korean country every other year or so and they always lay one of these out for me. My parents got me one a couple years ago and I snuck it up here the other day."
"What's this about Kevin?" I say flatly "This is the first time you've said more than a few sentences to me this past year."
"I'm sorry, I just got a little nervous once we got up here." He sat down on the futon and clasped his hands, staring at his fingers. I sighed dramatically and sat next to him. He continued, "I know I was a dick to you and your friends the past couple years, but I hate those guys now and I don't want to be associated with them. Melissa hated them too, always told me to break them off. She's the best right?" I don't know about the best, but I did like her.
He continued "Anyways, why I brought you here, right. It was something you said last year. We were both at a get together at Carlos Diaz's house. There was a bunch of us so I don't even know if you knew I was there. I heard you talking to Liam Willis. I'm pretty sure you said I was hot." I froze. Suddenly it came back to me, I knew what Kevin was about to say next.
"You were talking about some high school photo of a popstar, from some K-pop boyband or something, and you cried out `Oh my god, that looks like Kevin! How did I not see that before?' Then you then went on to talk about how hot the dude looked in the photo, and all the...things you would do with him. I mean, you think he's hot, and you think he looks like me so...."
Without thinking I blurted out, "I didn't mean it like that."
Kevin immediately snapped his head and looked me right in the eyes with a hurt expression, like a dog that's just been kicked. He got up and started walking towards stairs while mumbling "Jesus, sorry dude, I just, never mind I don't know what I was thinking."
I immediately realized my mistake and what Kevin was trying to set up. The bastard went to all this trouble, I wasn't going to let him give up like that. I lunged towards entrance, lying down and blocking it with my torso. "I didn't mean I don't think you are hot or anything! I meant I wasn't trying to say I wanted to fuck you in that moment. But what do you want right now?"
Kevin didn't say anything, but he was staring at me intently. His expression changed from sad to serious. He looked hungry. I got up on my knees and reached out towards his crotch. He felt hard, and I started to rub it softly. Again, without a word, he reached down with one hand and undid his pants button. I took the hint and pulled down his fly and the front of his boxers, until his cock flung out. It was cut and at full mast, about 6". I stuck my toung out and started to flick his cockhead a little.
"Fuck dude, you're perfect" he said while his breathing picked up pace. Next he reached out with both hands towards the back of my head and started to pull it deeper down on his cock. I pulled his pants and boxers all the way down and started to give him a proper blowjob, bobbing in and out while he softly played with my hair.
After a minute or two, he pulled out completely and walked over to the futon sitting down with his legs stretched out leaning back on his hands.
I got up and walked over stopping about half way to admire him.
"What are you waiting for, get over here?" He said, but not impatiently, more cooing.
"First, take your shirt off for me." He complied and I admired his body for a second. Nice natural looking abs and strong arm muscles. Thick soccer player thighs and nice calves. Finally his face was perfect. He had a wide smile with defined dimples. He looked straight up at me with those sharp slanted eyes.
"Damn Kev, now I will tell you for sure. You are hot, and I want to fuck you."
He just laughed. "I don't know about that. I'm pretty sure I want to fuck you. Why don't you to get back to what you started?"
"Naw, I'm too worked up for that, but I didn't say I wanted to top. Just watch me for a second, I'm still going to fuck you. I fished out a small bottle of lube from one of my pockets, I always come prepared at any gathering with a sufficient number of boys present, and took off my clothes in front of him, pausing to give him a chance to admire my own frame. I was a little worried he would start to get repulsed once he saw my lack of boobs and prominent cock, but instead he just whispered a few expletives in a horny voice. While staring in his eyes, I poured some lube on my hand and reached back, getting my hole nice and slick.
"Do you know what I am about to do?" he nodded "Are you OK going at it raw, you use condoms with all the girls right? And I am sure I'm you're first boy." Again he nodded.
Normally I would be a bit safer, but I felt the risk was lower here. Kevin was smart, he wouldn't risk getting a chick pregnant. I hadn't fucked anyone but you in a while, so I was confident I was clean. Finally after a few seconds, I started to sit in his lap, and ease his cock into my willing hole.
Kevin leaned his head back while moaning "Fuck me dude. Get that cock in there." And I was more than happy to comply. Kevin was pretty long, but not as girthy as you, so it took no time to bottom out. I took a minute to adjust when Kevin opened his eyes and stared back at me, our faces less than two inches apart. He then tilted his head and leaned in for a kiss. I really was not expecting that, just a pump and go to be honest, but I was happy to return the favor and we started making out a bit while I began to move up and down along his dick. He moaned into my mouth, letting me do all the work, but soon instinct took over and he reached for my hips, lifting me up a little to give him some room, and then he started slamming into me.
God, I love it so much more when a top takes the lead and he started pounding me good, using those tough abs to go for nice long thrusts, rather than those pussy short bursts. Eventually, he laid me down on the futon into missionary and lifted up my legs for better access. Now he gave it to me both long and fast and I could feel my ass canal burning with pleasure, but just a little more pain than I would like.
I stopped him for just a second and passed him the lube. "More please, fuck you're intense."
"Haha, maybe I am. But I don't know if I compare, you assertive little slut." I moaned at his flirting while he pulled out and dropped a generous amount of lube on his pole. He re-entered, thrusting hard with n transition, and this time all I felt was pure bliss, as he smashed my g-spot like a hammer.
He pounded me intensely, and we started to moan in sync, loud, almost screaming, but neither of us cared. With each thrust, I felt waves of pleasure vibrate through my body, and though I tried to hold on to him, I couldn't help but go a bit limp from pleasure. Kevin adjusted and managed to hold up my waist up despite my lack of strength.
After a few minutes, he started to grunt more noticeably, and finally, he unleashed inside me for the first time. He didn't pause for more than a second, before thrusting in a few more times, as if he was trying to push his seed deeper into my body. Kevin finally pulled out and fell next to me. He laid his arm across my chest, as if still trying to keep hold of his property. I turned towards him, hugging it while closing my eyes and enjoying some post-coital bliss.
However, that quickly turned to post-coital clarity and my eyes shot open while blurting out, "Cheating! Fuck, you... and I, we, we did that to Melissa!"
Kevin turned his head to me with a confused look, before relaxing with a laugh, "No way dude, we broke up ages ago."
"No way, you guys are always together!"
"We're just childhood friends." He said while pinching my nose. It was a little belittling, but kind of manly. "We dated for like a minute but it felt weird, so don't worry. Of course, we still know how to have a good time together, and sometimes we get a little to handsy in public, but if anything she would think it's cute we hooked up. She's been telling me for ages to go for it."
I relaxed and we started to make out and cuddle. Kevin fucked me a few more times that evening, and we fell asleep together, despite my intention of leaving early. We still had to get up before anyone realized we were gone, but Liam was one of the guests, and just a few weeks later, he made some jokes about me and Kev, so I think he figured out lol.
Andy finished his story, and now I was plenty horny, but my curiosity still overrode my lust. "So Kevin is gay, or wait, he and Melissa still fuck. Bi?"
"Honestly not sure, I keep meaning to ask, but everything feels so natural with him, so I always forget."
"Well shit, but I guess he only tops, right?"
"Haha, so far, but I'll let you know if he is at all vers."
The timing is perfect as we reach the side trail I like to take Andy on. We veer off, and bushwhack a little bit through the overgrowth before making it to an overgrown clearing with a large cabin. In winter, they store equipment here for trail grooming, with another section for mid trail warmup, but during the summer, it's not maintained, making it the perfect getaway. It's normally locked, but I sometimes work filling in for the one of the regular maintenance guys, and there is a hidden key near the roof. After fetching it, I lead Andy inside.
The place is mostly empty besides some random equipment they didn't bother moving for summer storage, and a few load bearing wooden poles in the middle. Andy walks over to one, shoves his running shorts down, and hugs it, sticking his toned bubble butt out. Few people have an ass like Andy's. Toned through cardio, and plenty of leg days, I rub it a little bit while muttering expletives, squeezing his tough glutes. Andy moans a little from the stimulation.
"Mmm, Seth, miss that ass? I doubt little Robbie has had time to build his own."
That's true, Robbie would need at least another year of training and development, so I could appreciate Andy's work. I take out a little lube, shove my own shorts down, positioning my own pole at is opening. I shove in with a determined, but gentle pace while Andy moans in approval.
"That's it Seth, nice and slow. Oh my god, just a little more. God damn it, man that's nice."
Once I bottom out, I lean over and whisper, "How's that? I may miss your ass, but you definitely miss my cock. No way Kevin's fills you up like mine"
"God yes Seth that feels so good."
I begin to thrust slowly and carefully, I don't know if Andy has seen anyone since we fucked last week, but either way he will need some time to adjust. After a bit I continue our conversation, "And how many times have you fucked Kevin this semester."
Andy struggles to talk in between thrusts, but still manages to say "Haha, you jealous? At least once a week, you should see his setup! He has a nice secluded space in the back yard at his own house!"
I was just trying to work Andy up a little, but that last comment actually did make me jealous. My brother's place is nice to get to from school, but sometimes you just want a boy to come to you on the weekend or late at night, y'know?
"Never mind, that, focus on the cock. What do you want to do Andy?"
"God, fuck me Seth, fuck me good!"
And I oblige, slamming into him as hard and fast as possible. We are both sweaty and warm, which adds to the noise as I smack into him again and again. Finally I can feel myself build up. "Jesus Andy, its coming already. You shouldn't have working me up so much before."
"Do it Seth! Now, unload in me!"
And I do, feeling my dick pulse three times, unleashing everything I pent up since Monday.
I barely catch my breath before Andy gets up and turns towards me. He grabs my face and pulls me in for a nice long kiss, before letting go. He looks in my eyes, before cocking his head a little and smiling wide with his eyes closed for just a second. Then he spins me around and pushed me against the wall across from the pole we were just fucking at.
Now, so far, I have only talked about my exploits as a total dom top. But just as I am not really a full dom, I am not fully top as well. I prefer to top, but given the right environment with the right person, I'm game to bottom. Robbie has never expressed the desire, so for now that hasn't happened. Justin would never ask me to, and that would fuck up the whole dynamic, so no way. But Andy was like a brother to me, and like brothers, we end up sharing everything, whether we like it or not. I share positions with Andy, though I would be hard pressed to say I don't like it.
Andy has a nice 5" uncut cock with a slight left ward curve. This makes it a little hard to get used to despite his modest size, but god. It feels so good once he gets it in. After lubing up generously, he begins push very carefully. I need a little more time than any of my other "special friends" to adjust to a dick of any size. To pass the time, I turn over and make out with an impatient and strained Andy. It takes a minute or so, but I start to move my own hips while still kissing my guy, giving him the signal to start thrusting.
I broke our kiss to tease him some more "Mmm, Andy, work that nice and slow, be gentle to that virgin hole."
"Uhhh, hmmm, hardly virgin Seth, but I'll work you good."
Andy started to pick up the pace and thrusted harder and faster. The curve in his dick spread my crevice wide, and rubbed on my prostate with abnormal pressure for his size and girth. I start to grown as my whole body gets tossed back and forth by his thrusts. I can't help but reach down and start jacking off, even as my head eventually gets pushed against the wall, then up and down as Andy shoves into my body harder and harder. I start to feel electric pulse with each thrust and Andy keeps accelerating. Finally he starts to moan louder and slows his pace. He is trying to edge, but I want this now. I start thrusting backward, just enough to trick him into picking speed up again and before I know it, he is pounding me harder than ever for a few second before screaming and breeding my hole with copious amounts of seed.
"You fucking dick!" he says as he comes down from his orgasm and pulls out. "I was trying to make that last!"
I look at him with a little grin, and then begin to shake my ass a little. "Well I have some plans this weekend, and I got a lot of topping ahead of me, so if you want some more, I'll let you fuck all the bottom out of me today."
Andy grins and starts to slide back in. "Better not regret it and ditch me for good."
Andy unloaded at least twice more into me. And I finished again with a nice blowjob. It was a normal amount of fucking for us, but normally the ratio of topping/bottoming is reversed. However, it would be more than 48 hours to Friday and I really did need to get all my sexual energy out of me.
Finally it was starting to get dark and we needed to hit the trail. We headed back, but this time, Andy had to go a little slower for me.
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