Ron’s Perspective
I woke up to mom yelling up, “Ron, are you up there? Dinner will be ready in about half an hour!” I rolled away from Tony, who was stirring awake, then went into the other room and called down, “Yeah, mom, I’m up here. I guess we fell asleep after unloading the cleaning stuff from my car and taking a shower.” Mom asked, “Who’s we?” I replied. “Tony and me.” Mom said, “Oh. Well, when Tony wakes up, tell him he’s welcome to join us for dinner. I’m making spaghetti.” I replied, "Will do. Thanks, mom.” I then returned to my room, and Tony was looking at me, smiling, “I heard what she said, and I’m Italian, even though it’s Sicilian Italian, I love spaghetti, especially my mom’s and yours.” I climbed onto my bed next to Tony and we kissed for a bit before getting dressed and going downstairs to see if we could help my mom. We cut up vegetables for a salad, then joined my dad in the living room. He brought us a beer, and I told him about all the help I had cleaning the cabin for him and mom’s stay the coming weekend. Then I said, “Dad, we had an interesting encounter with the son of a friend of yours.” Dad said, “A friend of mine? Up there? You must mean David Connors’ son Brian. What do you mean by interesting?” I then quietly told my dad about us skinny-dipping in the lake, making the excuse that Bobby had forgotten his suit, while constantly watching the kitchen to make sure mom wasn’t in listening range. Yeah, even in my wise years of eighteen, I was naive enough to think my mom’s hearing wasn’t good enough to hear our conversation, and that my dad could keep this secret from my mom. Dad thought it was hilarious and I instantly regretted telling him, knowing he’d use it at some point in the future to embarrass me. I didn’t think there would ever be a conversation between them which went like, “Guess what happened while Ron and his friends were up here and came down here to the lake for a swim?” Little did I know that mom had heard me say Officer Connors, which peaked her curiosity. She’d later badger my dad into telling her what had happened. Of course, Tony was oblivious to my concerns about arming my dad with this knowledge. He was in total agreement with my dad that the whole thing was hilarious. The bottom line was that if my dad ran into Officer Connors, he would probably tell him anyway.
After dinner, Tony and I went up to my room and we played some video games. Tony said, “Evan didn’t seem very happy when I didn’t head home with Bobby this morning. Do you think he suspects what we’ve been doing?” I replied, “I did notice there was some tension going on between the two of you the past two days. I’m sure Evan suspects something.” Tony said, “Yeah, he thought he could decide who slept with who. It seemed like he was trying to get you alone. Why didn’t you tell him that you and I would room together and let him and Bobby take the other two rooms?” I smiled, “Yeah, that would have gone over well with Evan.” Tony paused the game, wrapped his arms around me and leaned his head on my shoulder, “I don’t care. I want you all to myself. He has his girlfriend, Jenny.” I set my controller down and wrapped my arms around Tony, “You know, we’ve been friends since I was in third grade when you moved here, I guess best friends soon after. I had no idea things would turn out this way. I mean, I never expected anything like this would happen between us.” Tony still had his head buried in my shoulder asked, “When did you realize you liked guys?” I began, “I’m not really sure. I never went out of my way to check the guys out in the locker room or shower or anything like that, but I guess I wasn’t really attracted to girls either. I always told myself that I was too shy. Then we played that first game of strip poker, and I was hard the entire time. I prayed I would win and not have to take off my underwear, yet at the same time I found myself staring at each guy that had to remove something. I wasn’t as embarrassed once I realized Evan was boned as well. I thought maybe it was just our teenage hormones. I think I just realized I liked guys and more to the point, sucking cock was when I, um sucked someone’s cock for the first time. I also was having dreams where I’d be with a classmate somewhere and they’d ask me if I wanted to suck their cock or if I wanted them to suck mine. Sometimes I’d even wake up to find I had cum. Weird, huh?” Tony asked, “No dreams of me?” I wasn’t prepared for that question, but replied honestly, “No, I guess I never thought about you in a sexual way. You were my best friend. I never dreamt of Evan that way either in case you were about to ask.” Tony said, “I’ve been having dreams about you.” That got my attention, “What kind of dreams?” Tony said, “Some of them are of us at a beach or cuddling on a couch. I always wake up happy and feeling good after those. Some though, like the one a few nights ago make me wake up in a sweat.” I was a little concerned when he said that, “What do you mean? Did I turn into some serial killer or something?” He saw through my attempt to lighten things up a little, and gave me a soft punch in my arm, “No, silly. I’m trying to be serious. The other night I dreamt that we were together, having fun. All of a sudden, the ground opened up, and you were sliding down. I yelled and reached out to you, but you kept sliding away until you were out of sight. I felt that you were gone, and I’d never see you again. I woke up sweating, and I had tears running down my cheeks.” My heart hurt for him and I held him tighter, “I think I like your other dreams better. I’m not planning on sliding down any hole in the ground any time soon.” Then I understood the reason for his nightmares when he said, “Promise me you’ll call me at least a couple times a week when you go off to college. Promise me you’ll let me know when you’re visiting during the holidays and other times.” I put my fingers under his chin and lifted his face up to look at me. He had tears in his eyes. I gave him a kiss, and said, “I promise that I’ll make sure we see each other when I come home to visit and I’ll try to call you as often as I can. Listen, I wish we would have more time together before I have to go off to college, but we have the Summer, so we’ll have to make the best of the time we have.” Tony looked into my eyes and asked, “Do you think that you’ll return home after you’re finished with college?” I replied, “If you mean to visit? Of course, but where I end up living will depend on where I find a job.” It was slowly sinking in that Tony wasn’t in this for just the sex, and it seemed to be more than just an infatuation. Did I feel the same? Things were definitely different with Tony than with Evan. They had seemed to start out the same, bros with benefits. I thought things between Evan and I were changing after our camping trip, but he seemed to revert back again soon after we returned. With Tony, the camping trip was his first time, he lost his cherry, and he obviously enjoyed it, but there were other changes. He seemed to want to be more than best friends now. Did I want that? If I’m being honest with myself, the answer would be yes. The question was whether or not it would be fair to Tony. I was his first and only. Shouldn’t he have the opportunity to explore things with others? The selfish part of me says NO, but the honest part of me says yes. Tony interrupted my thoughts, “Is there something wrong, Ron. Did I say something to upset you?” I looked at Tony and smiled, “No, you didn’t say or do anything wrong.” I gave him a quick kiss, then said, “Tony, I get the impression that you want more than to have a best friend with benefits relationship.” Tony grinned and said, “You think? I thought I’d have to hit you over the head with a house to get you to see that.” I grinned and said, “I’m not the Wicked Witch of the East”, then put on my serious face and said, “But Tony, you’ve only experienced things with me. It would be selfish of me to not allow you the chance to experience relations with others.” Tony suddenly looked sad, “But I don’t want a relationship with anyone else. You’re not breaking up with me, are you?” I replied, “Of course not. We’re not even in a relationship, yet, which is why I want to give you the opportunity to explore a little, but please, do it safely.” Tony latched onto me tightly, “I don’t want to explore anything with anyone else. I want you, Ron.” I couldn’t help but smile. I could certainly see myself spending the rest of my life with Tony, but we’re young and people change. Would I still feel the same after a year, or four? “Tony, let’s make a deal”, he sat up and looked at me. I said, “Let’s continue to do what we’re doing now, until I leave for college. After that, feel free to go out with other people, whether it’s other guys or girls. When I’m finished with college and if you’re still interested in me, we can discuss how we move forward.” Tony smiled, and my heart melted, then he said, “What do you mean, if? There is no if. I’ll wait for you. Please wait for me.” Our lips moved together, and we were soon kissing passionately.
After a while, Tony’s hand moved to my swollen cock and began stroking it through my shorts. I laughed and asked him, “What do you think you’re up to, little pervert?” Tony giggled and said, “I’m playing with my favorite toy. Can he come out and play?” I laughed even harder when I looked into those puppy dog eyes, “I’m not sure I could keep him inside if I wanted too. He’s making things very uncomfortable for me right now, but seriously, we need to be quiet.” Tony quickly kissed me and then scrambled to his knees as he began pulling my shorts down. It seemed like less than two seconds before his sweet lips were around my cock. I made him pull his lips from my cock so I could pull off his T, but he quickly was back on it as soon as his T hit the floor. I suggested we move to my bed. As soon as he got to the edge of my bed, I yanked down his shorts and briefs. We climbed onto my bed in a sixty-nine position and were soon moaning on each other’s cocks. After several minutes, Tony pulled off my cock and said, “Fuck me.” I rolled him to his back, and he lifted his legs up. I reached over to my nightstand and pulled out a tube of lube, and squirted it on my fingers, then began working one into him. He smiled at me, and I smiled back as I worked to loosen him up. By the time I added a third finger, Tony said, “Please, I need you inside me now.” I added some lube to my pre-leaking cock, wiped my hands and then guided the head of my cock to his tiny winking rosebud. He sighed as the head of my cock entered him, then said softly, “Give me your big banana.” I couldn’t help but grin. I was soon buried fully inside him. As I began sawing in and out of him, Tony began to moan softly. His moans grew louder as I found his prostate, so I leaned down and brought my lips to his, muffling his moans. His sweet lips encouraged me to increase the rhythm of my lovemaking. Tony’s legs wrapped behind me and his heels dug into my lower back as he tried to pull me deeper inside him. Our tongues were doing their own lovemaking with each other as they moved back and forth between our mouths. Suddenly, Tony groaned louder and I felt his stiff cock pulse between us and his warm cum fill any space it could find between us. His anal muscles spasmed around my cock and I was soon feeling my own seed ready for release, “Fuck, Tony, I’m about to cum!” Tony said, “Cum inside me, Ron. Fill me with your baby makers.” I groaned as my cock began pumping my seed inside him. Tony seemed to wrap around me even tighter as I filled his love canal. As my cock dribbled out the last of my cum, I slowly collapsed down onto him, catching my breath. Tony caught me by surprise as he said softly, “I love you, Ron.” I teared up and in a croaked voice, replied, “I love you too, Tony.” I eventually pulled my deflating cock out and rolled off Tony who then rolled over and put his head on my chest.
Tony’s Perspective
I love spaghetti, and this time didn’t make a joke about not liking it to Ron’s mom. I’ve always liked Ron’s parents, and they were always nice to me. As Ron and I cut up vegetables for a salad, I began to wonder what they would think of me if they found out what Ron and I had been doing. I then began thinking about me and Ron as boyfriends and visiting his parents on holidays helping his mom cook and then after eating, sitting down with his dad with a beer and watching football together. Ron nudged me and said, “You know, those carrots won’t cut themselves.” I grinned and returned to cutting. I must have frozen while I was daydreaming, which is good because that way I still had my fingers.
I was surprised when Ron’s dad brought us each a beer. The Ron told his dad about us helping him clean up the cabin. I was a little nervous when Ron began telling his dad about us being caught skinny-dipping, but when I saw the grin on his dad’s face, I knew we were good. I even laughed with his dad though Ron was embarrassed.
We went up to Ron’s room after and played some video games. I brought up Evan and how it seemed he wasn’t happy that I didn’t go home right after we got back. Ron mentioned the tension between Evan and I and I told him I wanted Evan out of the picture. He had his girlfriend and was always bragging about her, so he should leave Ron alone. I felt so safe when Ron wrapped his arms around me and began talking about our friendship becoming something more. He had no idea how much more I wanted it to be. I wondered when he first knew he liked boys, so I asked him. His answer was pretty vague, but the he told me of some of the dreams he had. Unfortunately, I wasn’t in them. I then told him some of mine, even the scary ones of him. They felt so real, and I’d wake up in a panic. Ron hugged me even tighter and it felt so nice. I then asked him to promise me he’d call me several times a week and let me know when he was going to be home for a visit. He did promise, but then he got quiet. I thought I might have said something wrong, but when I asked, he assured me I hadn’t. Then my heart sank when he told me I should explore things with other people. It felt like he was pushing me away. Then he explained why he was telling me this, that he thought I should explore other options before making a choice in partners. I already made my choice. He made a deal with me, and I knew I wouldn’t change my mind and hoped he’d still be there when the time came.
After that, things got back to normal and I got playful, haha. I was playing with my favorite toy, Ron’s big banana. Before long, I had it in my mouth, then we got on Ron’s bed and we were sucking each other. After several minutes, I needed Ron to be inside me. I asked him to fuck me. He was soon inside me and I couldn’t get enough of him. We were a perfect fit. His big banana rubbing across that spot inside me had me swooning in wave after wave of pleasure. It didn’t take long before I was squirting my cream between us. Cream filling, hehe. After Ron filled me with his swimmers, his dna, we laid side by side. I put my head on his chest and felt peaceful, safe, loved.
Ron’s Perspective
We laid there in our post coital bliss, Tony’s head on my chest. As I looked down at his head on my chest, I thought how fire it would be to wake up like this most mornings. I hoped it could still be, in four years. I smiled and said, “I guess we should get dressed and maybe go down and get cleaned up.” We slid into our shorts and headed down to the bathroom. We brushed our teeth and then quietly got into the shower together. After shampooing each other’s hair and soaping up every inch of each other’s bodies, we rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. We dried off, wrapped towels around us, and after Tony grabbed his clothes, we headed back upstairs. As we stepped into my room, Evan said, “Hey, Tony. I see you’re still here.”
To be continued
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