The Best Of Friends

by J.T.Reims

31 Mar 2018 4752 readers Score 8.5 (85 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


Summer was my favourite time of the year, we got  a month of school and growing up on Australia’s east coast I was always at the beach making the most of the lifestyle we had. Sand, salty sun kissed skin, warm nights and group of the best friends made for exciting times.

As the holidays approached one particular year I was more egar than ever. Having just turned 16 we were in for a summer of house parties, surfing and making memories too last a lifetime. Our friendship group was large, but a few smaller groups had developed as we got older. Kyal, Darren and myself had been friends for 10 years, we did everything together. The three musketeers almost. Towards the end of October Darren got his first girlfriend, his high school sweetheart, leaving Kyal and I too spend more time with each other.

Kyal was a typical beach bum kid. He had bronzed skin, naturally bright blonde hair, a few freckles across his nose and the most sky blue eyes imaginable. Being so active we were both in good shape but he was more solid than I was. I was a little shorter with Kyal being 6”1 and me being 5”9. 

Having started to notice females for sometime myself I was keen too see what the fuss was about , the first few parties of the holidays ended with nothing more than a kiss goodnight from a random girl or passing out on a couch alone. Kyal and I would talk about what it would be like as 16 year old boys did. He never showed much interest in girls but would amuse the conversations with me.

We were half way through the holiday break when I packed my bags too stay at Kyal’s for the remaining 2 weeks as my parents were going away. When I got there we set up my bed next to his and began planning our night. A party not far from home was a handy option as his parents being a bit stricter than mine, giving us a curfew of 12am. After arriving around 8pm we found the others of our group and let festivities begin. Underage parties are pretty norm in Aust.

Two hours or so had gone by, most of which I spent talking to girl from my school. I noticed Kyal sitting of too the side on his own, and when I found a break in conversation I went and spoke with him too see what the problem was. 

“What’s wrong mate?” I ask in a half slur from the couple of beers I’d drunk.

“Just bored, I might head home soon”.

“Come on it’s still early, what’s really wrong? Come talk to Stacey and her friend with me!”

“Nah not my thing man, thanks though”

He was being short, something was wrong so I kept pushing to find out what.

“Kyal come on there’s heaps of girls here let’s find you one”

“I’m not interested bro might just have an early night”

“Well we can go to that other party in marcoola if you want? Steff from Math class is there”

“Jay I’m not interested.... I don’t want any girls”

As he got up and walked inside I followed him in, hoping to cool him down.

“Kyal it’s all good we can go home if you want”

“Please, I’m just not in the mood tonight”

Quickly after we said our goodbyes and began the 10 minute walk home. Something he said had been bugging me so I began quizzing him again.

“Don’t want any girls aye? You want the boys Kyal” I said jokingly to stir him up.

He stopped dead in his tracks, turns too me and says “yes Jay I do, I want boys, I like boys”.             He began walking off quickly, leaving me standing there unsure if he’d be joking or not.                         “So you’re gay? Come on you can tell me”. At that moment we both stopped walking, he turned to me and hugged me as he began to cry.                     “I wanted too tell someone for so long I’m glad it was you, thank you”. In that moment he leaned forward and and stared into my eyes. 

“Thank you for understanding Jay”

“We’re mates, you can tell me anything”

We continued walking home and spoke about how he discovered his sexuality. He’d stumbled across a MMF porno were the guys were bi, it turned him on and he explored more and more. I wasn’t really sure what to think but I just wanted my mate to be happy.                                               “So kissed any boys yet?” I said laughing                   “No not yet, I want to though”.                                        “You ganna try kiss me in my sleep tonight”.              “Oh damn it you’re onto me” as we continued to laugh about the topic.                                               “Why wait till I’m asleep Kyal, I mean we’re friends right” I said sarcastically through laughter. 

He stopped walking again and grabbed my hand to stop me. Before I even realised what was going on he’d pulled himself right up against me and pressed his lips against mine. I didn’t have time to react. I had kissed plenty of girls but this felt different. His warm, soft full lips pushed against mine as he placed a hand of the back of head, his fingers ran through my hair. Then all of a sudden he stopped and pulled his head back, his hands still in the same positions he stared at me as if waiting for me to say or do something but I didn’t react. Our eyes locked, hands on each other he moved his head slowly closer again before like an explosion we locked lips again, and began properly making out. A good 20 seconds of this went on before we stopped, he hurried off saying “stupid” under his breath.

“Kyal wait! Kyal!”                                                             “I guess you hate me right? So stupid, sorry”.            “Nah I don’t hate you haha was pretty good actually”.                                                                           “You’re just being nice, I’m sorry” he said before walking off ahead of me. We didn’t speak about it for the rest of the walk. Arriving back at his place we headed to his room to get changed and put a movie on. Having been on the same sports teams for years getting changed in front of each other was something we’d done 1000 times before, but it never excites me before.

His jeans dropped to the floor and I noticed his long muscular legs, tanned 7/8th of the way up before going extremely pale. “Haha nice tan bro” I joked. “Shut up, you’d be the same”. I dropped my jeans too the floor and did a slow spin, showing my tan line that cut off in the same area. “Haha see loser exact same” being a hot night we had both put just football shorts on and nothing else. Was we settled into watch a movie a curiosity came over me. “Show me the video you watched, with the girl and two guys” I asked. “What? Why? You wouldn’t like it” he seemed shocked. “Come on show me, I just gave you your first kiss atleast show me why”.

As he got up I could see he hard a semi growing, just the thought of it all excited him. We sat on his bed and began watching the 10 minute cut up version of a MMF porno, where a good majority of it was the guys getting each other off. I noticed another tab and opened that, this time a twink video came up and I pressed play. As we sat there watching I felt my heart beating faster, my dick was getting harder and out the corner of my eye I noticed his was too.

“So you wanna do that stuff with other guys?” I asked. “Yeah, well that’s how guys fuck stupid haha” he replied. “how do you decide who does what? Like is there rules?” In the video the top had a bigger cock than the btm, so we both just figured that’s who got to be top. “See the bigger guy fucks the smaller guy, that’s how it works” Kyal pointing too the laptop screen. We made a few more jokes about it before he asked “we should compare and see who’d be getting fucked, you know as a joke”. “You just wanna see my dick, but you’d be the one getting it” “well come on then show me yours I show you mine” he said laughing. It all seemed like a joke so we stood up and pulled our shorts off. I was a good size 6” cut, when I looked up slightly at Kyal’s I couldn’t believe it...