My straight friend

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We showered quickly. Well, as quickly as we could. Seeing how much Jer liked the jockstrap, I made sure to keep it dry for later. We soaped each other up and made out as the water rinsed us, never letting our boners completely go away. We kept mostly to ourselves as we got out and dressed as it became apparent, we weren’t in a state that would let us keep our hands to ourselves.

I put on baggy jeans, a white tank top and an unbuttoned loose fitting cotton shirt on top which I could quickly lose if the fireplace kept the place too hot. I put some of my shoulder length hair up, so that it would stay out of my face. I looked at myself in the mirror briefly and checked myself out. I looked hot. The tank top hugged my pecs nicely and showed off the little patch of hair I had in the center of my chest.

As Jer moved around in the background my focus quickly shifted to him, and I watched his wide back as he looked for an outfit in his luggage. I felt my dick starting to grow again so I looked away and just kept myself busy for a minute, hoping the arousal would just go away. I put some things back in my suitcase and turned around just as Jer was putting on a nice sweater that seemed to be knitted just for him. It perfectly complimented his physique, which made him an asshole in my mind, because I was the one that would have to look at him the entire night and not get a hard on.

After we were ready, we made our way to the living room. Pretty much everyone had gathered but the birthday boy and his girlfriend, who was keeping him busy while we were all getting ready. It seemed like Jeremy and I were the last ones. Opps, my bad…

The evening started well. Our friend really liked his gift. There was a bungee jumping spot nearby and we had arranged for him and his girlfriend to go tomorrow on our way back. As nice a gift as it was, we didn’t really spend too much time on it. Everyone had gone there to party, to celebrate another year of youth, and we did. We drank, danced, and sang. I walked the line between pleasantly tipsy and drunk as if my life depended on it. The whole evening felt so refreshingly unburdened by university courses and jobs and life in general. I felt young, hot, and maybe it was the alcohol, or the shower we had, or the taste of his lips which I could still taste on mine, but I felt in love as well. It was naive and probably too early, but I felt it anyway.

Every now and then I would catch his eyes looking at me from across the room, I would see the flash of his smile, the silhouette of his body moving to the rhythm of whatever song was blasting from the speakers, and in my mind, I would see him towering over me or pulling me in for a kiss. I would feel his hands on my body, his breath on the back of my neck.

I don’t know what time it was, or how long I had managed to wait, but I couldn’t anymore. I was drunk and horny, and I needed him. I downed my glass, swallowing the gin mixed with orange juice, before slowly making my way to him through the people. He was dancing with a group of people, and not wanting to disturb them Iwent up to him from behind and whispered.

“I’m gonna go get ready. I’ll need a bit, but whenever you feel like it, I’ll be waiting.”

It sounded a bit desperate, but did it really matter? We both wanted this, I wasn’t going to let myself be afraid to ask for it.

I do not remember how I made my way back to our room. I closed the door behind me and before I knew it, I was in the shower.

It felt like an eternity, but soon enough I was ready. I put on the jocks and got into my bed impatiently waiting for him. I could feel myself sobering up a bit. It must have been the adrenaline and my nerves. I could feel myself spiraling out of my mind. Why wasn’t he coming? How much time had passed already? I had no idea. I hadn’t thought to look at what the time was when I left. Just as I was starting to get sleepy and lose hope, he stumbled drunkenly into the room. I had his nightlamp on. Just like the night before, it illuminated the room in a warm gold color. He closed the door and leaned against it.

“What took you so long?” I asked, feeling a smile grow on my face “I was starting to think you weren’t going to come.”

“No way.” He said and quickly took off his sweater before making his way over to my bed “I just didn’t know how much time you needed. Didn’t wanna rush you.”

He sat on the bed as I sat up and leaned my upper body against the wall. I scanned his chest once again, the way it rose and fell swiftly, giving away his excitement. The way his nipples had hardened, making me look down towards his crotch where I could see the outline of something else getting hard. I placed a hand on his chest as I looked up at him and slid it up towards his shoulder. He licked his lips. I parted mine. My own breathing had gotten shallow, our cheeks were red. The moment felt endless. The anticipation filled the room as I began to pull him towards me, while he climbed on top of the bed and over me. I slid down and lay on my back as I pulled him down. His skin was hot against mine, making me feel as if he was going to burn through me. Our legs tangled against each other as he grinded his hips against mine. My cock had broken free from the prison of the jock’s pouch and was pressed against the outline of his member still stuck in his pants.

And finally, the kiss. We feasted on each other’s lips with hunger that I had not known before. The taste of him filled my mouth, making me moan as I savored it. Our tongues wrestled, wanting to explore the other while our stubbles scratched against the other’s face. My hands wrapped around his back and pulled him tighter and tighter towards me, exploring the wideness of his back, the warmth of his touch. The muscles danced underneath my fingers as he supported his weight on top of me.

He broke the kiss and immediately went down to my neck. I felt him bite the skin, before starting to suck on it.

“Jer…” I moaned, rolling my head back. I reached for his head to pull him off me. “Stop, you’ll leave a hi-” He grabbed my hand and pushed it away. “The others will see.” I moaned as my body trembled beneath his, his lips and teeth causing both pain and pleasure.

“I don’t care.” He moaned back in his low husky voice. I knew it was already too late at this point, so I just let him continue and gave in to the pleasure. He moved between my chest and neck, kissing and biting, exploring my body with passion I had not expected.

Suddenly I felt his hot breath in my ear. He was sucking on my earlobe and moaning, sending shivers down my spine as his voice vibrated through me.

“I think… I think I want to suck your cock.” He admitted. I could have cum right then and there. It had crossed my mind that that might have been what he was going for in the shower earlier, but my mind brushed it off rather quickly.

“Are you sure? You know you don’t have to, right?” I asked him. I wanted him to know I did not expect it of him, but now that he had put it on the table, I was dying to see him on his knees in front of me, looking up at me, as I fed him my cock. Damn.. I wasn’t going to last long.

“Yeah. I... I know you’re not strictly a bottom, and... well, I wanna see what it’s like.” He said and kissed my neck again.

“Fuck… I mean, I won’t turn down a blowjob.” I said teasingly as we both sat up.

“Yeah, it’s just… how do I do it?” he asked and blushed hard.

“Honestly? Just have fun. Don’t try to deepthroat me, it won’t work out for your first time. Keep your teeth away and just see what it feels like. I’ll probably cum just from seeing you take me in your mouth anyway.” We both laughed at that.

I sat on the edge of the bed, and he got down on his knees on the ground in front of me.

“Fucking hell.” I said and bit my lip as he looked up at me and kissed my thigh.

“Here goes nothing.” He said before continuing to plant kisses on my thigh, getting closer and closer to my rock-hard shaft.

I leaned back, trying my best to let him go at his own pace and not take over. He was kissing my lower abdomen, his face brushing against my thick rod a few times, before he finally placed his lips right beneath the head. He kissed downwards towards my smooth-shaven balls.

“Fuck, Jer.” I moaned, trying not to be too loud, even though I could still hear the music blasting from the party.

He kept on kissing and licking them, eventually grabbing my shaft with his hand, and starting to stroke it as well. I made a mental note to pay attention to his balls when it was my mouth on his cock again.

Soon he moved back up my shaft and went to the head again, kissing the slit and tasting the precum that was leaking out of me.

“Not bad.” He said before finally opening his mouth and taking me in.

He started with the head, exploring it together with my foreskin using his tongue. I couldn’t help it and reached for his head with my hand. I didn’t push him further, but I just needed to bury my fingers in his hair as he bobbed up and down. His movements were awkward, and I did feel his teeth every now and then, but I wasn’t complaining at all. With his other hand he collected some of the spit that was running down my shaft and coated his fingers in it, before sliding them down to my ass. I shifted my position to give him better access, and he slowly inserted his middle finger all the way in.

“God..” I moaned out, rolling my head back as he started trying to take more of me in. His head bobbed up and down taking me halfway as he continued to mainly focus on pleasuring my head, while his fingers dug into my ass looking for my prostate which he quickly found. After a moment he let my dick slide out and he started licking it from the base of the shaft up to the head. He did that a couple of times before he went from the head all the way down to my asshole. He licked my balls, my taint and started rimming me as his hand started jerking me off, while the other one continued fingering me. My hand gripped his hair tightly and I felt him moan as his tongue and fingers penetrated me.

“Jeremy.. I’m gonna cum.” I moaned pleadingly, not knowing whether I wanted him to finish me off or savor it for later.

“Do it man, cum for me.” He said, his voice husky and low. “Cum for me Kyle.” He repeated, this time sounding more like a command.

“Fuck..” I couldn’t keep it in. After a couple of strokes my cock started shooting cum up into the air, showering my torso and Jeremy’s head with my seed. His fingers kept fucking me during the orgasm, making it even more intense.

After my cock stopped shooting, Jer’s tongue left my hole and traveled up, licking my taint and balls, then up my shaft until he reached the head. He took a deep breath and started cleaning it from my load.

“Fuck.. Jeremy.” I bit my tongue as I watched him taste my load. My eyes staring deep into his.

“You’re sweet.” He said, blushing. After he cleaned my dick, he started kissing up my body, slowly gathering the load I shot over myself. He traced and cleaned the muscles of my abs and chest before locking lips with me, surprising me again as I felt him push my load into my mouth. We made out, swapping the cum before I swallowed some of it pushing the rest back into his mouth. My hand travelled up his back, past his neck and gripped his head by the hair, pulling it back as I broke the kiss. I started kissing his neck, waiting to feel him swallow, but he didn’t. I brought my lips to his earlobes and started sucking on them, waiting a moment longer.

“Swallow.” I said, surprising myself with the sternness of my voice. It sounded almost like an order, and maybe it was. He hesitated briefly and then did it.