My straight friend

Long time no see. I hope you enjoy this one, even though it is four month slate. I don't know if I will continue writing this one, or maybe start a new story, or maybe stop for now. Real life has been somewhat busy, so we'll see. Anyway, here it goes.

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I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t some awkwardness in the first few moments after the bathroom door closed behind us. I guess as soon as the light of the bathroom hit us so did the realization of what we had just done. I turned the shower on quietly and waited for the hot water to come before turning to him. He looked me in the eyes, we both blushed and then we both started laughing. And just like that, the awkwardness was gone.

“Man, I just can’t believe what I… what we just did.” He said as he approached and pulled me under the hot stream with him. The broad shower head sprayed the steaming hot water over us, quickly fogging up the room.

“I don’t know,” I replied, “but my sore ass and throat definitely believe it.” I said jokingly and bumped against his shoulder. He laughed.

“Yeah.” He washed his face under the stream and flipped his hair back with his hands. I stole a few glances of his body, with the water dripping and flowing down over his muscles before realizing that I didn’t need to do that really. I didn’t need to hide my attraction anymore. He had just fucked me after all. He knew I was into him.

“So, what now?” he asked. I wasn’t sure if he had been talking to me before. I guess I got carried away starting.

“What?” I asked, still staring at his pecs and pits.

“Hey bud, eyes up here.” He said jokingly and raised my chin with his hand until our eyes met. “I was asking... what now? Am I gay? Bi? What does tonight make me?”

I almost burst out laughing as I heard the question, but looking in his eyes I realized he wasn’t joking. I guess instead of freaking out about it, he thought asking his gay friend would be a better idea. It was kind of cute I guess, as well as dumb… but in a cute way.

“Why are you asking me?” I replied, trying not to sound judgmental or as if I was making fun of him “You are what you feel you are. I mean, you fucked a guy and liked it, but that doesn’t really mean that things have changed for you. If you still feel like you’re straight, and this was a one-time thing that you enjoyed, but don’t really want to repeat, I’d say you’re still pretty straight.”

“I guess you’re right.” He said and took a deep breath. “But then... what if we repeat it? I mean..” I could see the gears turning in his eyes and I could recognize the panic of realizing you might not really know everything about yourself, so I hugged him tightly.

“As you said earlier, you’ll have some thinking to do, but you don’t need to do that now, and you don’t really have to give anyone any answers that you still haven’t given to yourself. I don’t need you to tell me if you’re bi, or gay, or just really horny and any hole’s a goal for you. I don’t care, it doesn’t change anything for me. So don’t stress it, and don’t overthink it, just do what feels right, and the answers will come to you eventually.”

I felt him wrap his arms around me as well. We hugged each other tightly as the water poured over us.

“Thank you, man.” I could feel his heart beating loudly in his chest.

“Of course.” We stayed like this a bit longer before I broke the silence. “Not gonna lie though, this IS pretty gay.”

We both laughed as we broke the hug, and as we were pulling away from each other, he reached with his hand and guided my chin towards his. We locked lips briefly and he blushed as we broke the kiss. He licked his lips and smiled.

We started soaping each other up, separately at first but soon enough his hands started to wander, and I figured if he’s comfortable with this, I’ll let him lead and go with the flow. His palms caressed my sides as they slid back to my lower back and my ass cheeks. I on the other hand soaped up his abs and pecs, focusing more on his chest. My hands kneaded the muscles and played with his nipples, the movements almost mimicking what he was doing to my ass. I felt his strong grip squeeze my muscles and knead them as he once again explored me. His fingers would slide towards my hole every now and then but only to tease me, never to stay. Soon enough I was chubbing up again and my dick slowly rose to its full glory.

I leaned in and started sucking on the skin of his neck, slowly moving down, while still teasing his right pec with my right hand. My left one quickly found its way down Jeremy’s abs to the base of his dick. I wrapped my hand around its soft shaft and started playing with it, stroking it gently, hoping to make it hard again. He moaned under my touch and I felt his fingers creep near my hole again, but this time he inserted one just as I started sucking on his left nipple. I kept working him, jerking him off, kissing, sucking, yet no matter what I did he wouldn’t get hard. After a minute more or so he pulled me up by the chin and kissed me briefly.

“Sorry man, I don’t think we can go further if I don’t take a leak.”

“Phew… and here I thought I was doing something wrong.”

“Nah, you’re good.” He said and let go of me. Just as he was about to walk towards the toilet, I gripped his hand.

“Wait a sec…” I said as the idea formed in my mind. “Close your eyes.”

“Dude... in a moment, I really gotta go.”

“I know… just, trust me. Close your eyes.” I said and smiled at him before starting to kiss my way down his body. I looked up as I reached his nipples and saw his eyes close as I sucked on them.

“What now?” he asked in a breathy, low voice.

“Keep it in just a few moments longer.” I ordered as I went further down his torso, licking the cervices of his abs, before making it to the base of his dick. I was on my knees before him now and I kissed his soft shaft for a few moments before speaking up.

“Okay.., do it now”

“Wait, what… are you sure” he said as he reached forward with his hand, feeling the space and finding my head. “Like on you?” I looked up and he had opened his eyes, confusion written on his face but also curiosity.

“Mhm” I nodded, licking my lips as my hand slowly stroked him.

“You’re into that?” He asked curious, his fingers stroking my hair. I couldn’t tell if there was judgment or just surprise.

“I mean, I haven’t done it before, but… yeah, I think so, and since we’re experimenting… I thought...who better than you?” There was a brief pause and then he smiled.

“Say no more then.”

Less than a second later his warm stream hit my neck, the golden liquid flowing over my pecs and down my body, spilling over my legs and hardened cock. I lifted his head, letting his piss wash over my neck, and then my chin. I point it further up letting the stream splash over my cheek, sticking out my tongue to taste a few drops. It was bitter and warm, but not unpleasant. I kissed his lower abdomen briefly and then looked up, locking eyes with him and pointed his head towards my mouth.

The liquid filled my mouth quickly and I swallowed.

“Fuck.” Jeremy moaned, biting his lip, and I kept on drinking. The bitterness spread through my mouth, the warmth - through my stomach, and I felt drunk. I loved it. Whatever was left in his bladder, I gulped down all of it, and by the time the last few drops were dripping out, he was half hard in my mouth.

He moaned as I started blowing him again. His fingers gripped my head and started guiding me along the length of his cock.

“Not gonna lie, I had never thought of doing that before, but damn was that hot.” He said as he ran his fingers through my hair. I smiled around his girthy shaft and moaned in response. I placed my hands on his thick, muscly thighs and started caressing them as he guided me deeper and deeper down his shaft, until his head was once again down my throat. He kept me there for a few moments before letting me back up for air.

“Glad you liked it.” I said coughing up spit. “I enjoyed it very much as well.”

I blew him under the shower for a while. He leaned against the bathroom wall and just used my mouth, and whenever he would get tired, I would take over and milk his cock as it poured precum down my throat. It took him a while to cum a third time, but I don’t think either of us minded that very much, I know I certainly didn’t and by the time we were finished washing up we had pretty much used up all of the hot water.

 We wrapped ourselves in towels and went back into the bedroom, releasing all of the steam into the small room. We chatted while each of us dried himself and got ready for bed. By the time we were under the sheets, the clocks showed 5:23 a.m. He went to his bed, and I went to mine. I thought I would be slightly disappointed that we wouldn’t share a bed, but I wasn’t. It was better this way for the both of us I think, at this point anyway. We talked a bit more while drifting off, our voices full of excitement but also slurring our words as our brains just wanted to shut off and rest. I don’t remember who fell asleep first. I don’t even remember most of the things we talked about. I do remember my heartbeat though, stronger than it had ever felt before, and the butterflies in my stomach, as my brain dreamed up the thousands of wonderful possibilities tomorrow could bring.