Tommy's Boxers

"I think we're in here bro"

Tommy calls over to me, opening up the hotel room door. 

"Alright, cool." I race him inside, slapping him on the butt as I go by... like we always do.

We're here on a school trip, we've come to 'the big city' for our last trip together as a class. Our class was always one of the best... or so the teachers say. I guess that's why we're here, I think the teachers planned this trip specially for us... I don't think anyone wants to leave. It's just been so great here. Not least because this is where I met Tommy.

He's one of my... well no. He's my best friend. The best person a guy could want for a friend. He's always stood up for me, been there through my rough patches. We're kinda the embodiment of the phrase 'brother from another mother'. We're bro's. And there ain't nothin' that can change that. 

But...

Well... I've never told him about me. I've never told him about how I feel about him. I guess I thought it'd mess up our friendship. He's always been really cool about everything, and he hasn't really ever voiced a negative opinion of like... people like... well... gay guys. But... I just don't want him to know. I love him as a bro so much. He's such an amazing, brilliant friend. And I just don't want that to change... 

God it's hard not to look at him though. He's about 6ft 3. Really big guy... he goes to the gym often so he is STACKED. And I've caught slight glimpses of him naked after sports a couple times. But never enough to really see his package. But he's such a man. He's practically got a beard going which is mad cuz he's a few weeks younger than me and I can barely start one. He's hairy all across... he's so hot. But damn, if I think about him for too long like that...

"So anyway bro, what's the plan" He asks plainly as he chucks his bag off and leans back onto the bed.

"I dunno. We don't have to go out till about 3.30...? and it's... like... 2 now. So. Guess we just chill."

"Alright." He says, stroking his stubble. "Well... I need a fuckin' shower. That coach here was fuckin hot."

It really was. We were together and Jeez we were both fuckin puddles when we finally got here.

"Yeah I know man. I was fuckin sweatin' buckets." 

"Yeah, you need one too I bet." 

"Nah, I'll be fine."

"What!?" He says, standing up and coming over to my bed which I'm sitting on the end of. He then picks me up and lifts up my arm.

"Bro. You fuckin' stink."

"Yeah well... so do you!"

He does. And I'm kinda liking it. He's standing right next to me with his musky scent and it's overpowering. Jeez... I gotta try hard not to get a semi.

"Well bro, I'm takin' a shower, and if you're plannin' on gettin' laid by Liv this weekend, you probably should too."

Hah... Yeah Liv.... she was my cover story one time after I'd got a boner during gym class. Thankfully, only Tommy noticed... but then it was over him. I had to tell him it was one of the girls to get out of it turning weird.

"Yeah yeah... alright."

With that, he goes back to his bed, and strips off everything. And I mean EVERYTHING.

"WOAH! BRO! What're you doing?!"

I ask. Trying to make myself sound far more straight than I'm currently feeling.

"What? We've all got bodies bro? Anyway..." He says rummaging in his backpack, his package now completely on display and swinging about like a weight was tied to them. Fuuuck. "You got a towel I could borrow? I forgot mine..."

"Uh. Yeah... one sec."

I go grab it and toss it to him.

"There you go bro." I say,

"Thanks!" He gives me a wink, and walks off to the ensuite pulling at his balls to loose them off his sweaty thigh.

During that conversation, I had been trying so hard to hide my boner. Fuck... I go to start unpacking again once I hear Tommy turn on the shower. But then I notice them.

At the side of his bed, in the pile of his clothes were his boxers. The same brand he'd always wear, even from the start of high school. All the other boy's wore those ones that were tight to your skin, including me. But Tommy didn't, he wore the loose ones. The ones that let your dick and balls roam free down below. They were blue, yellow and white with a checkered pattern. I always thought they looked comfortable, but was too scared to ask for different ones for my mom to buy so I've never tried them on. I've also always thought that they seemed like what a proper man would wear rather than my skin tight ones. I don't know why... maybe it's because all the boys wear them in class, but I don't think our gym teacher did. And neither did Tommy.

Fuck... they look so good down there. They've probably been hugging Tommy's package for a fair few hours by now. And they've got to be full of his scent from the sweaty coach journey. Without much thought, I find myself going toward them, almost like there was some invisible force tugging me to look closer. To see them. To smell them. To try them. I mean... Tommy literally just got into the shower... he wouldn't ever know.

I pick them up and they're pretty damp. I can see that they're also stretched a little bit at the front some how? Wow... To be fair. He did have a fat cock. So I bet it's massive hard. Jeez... and then I notice the stain on them. The type of stain any guy would know what it was. Fuck... Tommy's cum. I'm so fucking hard right now I can't quite describe it. I feel bad... but then my dick takes over my brain and I go in to give them a whiff.

His masculine scent fills up my nostrils, and I can defo sense the traces of his load in them too. The scent of his junk fills up my head with thoughts of him... thoughts that would never come true but GOD did they make me fucking hard. I bring them even closer to my face and lick slightly at the damp cloth, hoping to find so remnants of his sperm with my tongue.

I then get the sudden urge to stop. God... I'm sniffing at my best bros used boxers. I've fucking licked them. But jeez if I could just keep them... but no. No I can't. He'd notice!... unless if I swapped them with his others.

I have to do it now. I get up and rummage through his shit, finding another pair of boxers of the same type. Perfect. I scrumple them up and place them back onto the pile of clothes and go to then put his worn ones in my own bag when-

"Uhh... what you doin' bro?"

Oh FUCK NO. How did I not hear the shower stop?! How did I not realise he'd be out any second. OH GOD. OH GOD. THIS IS IT. This is it... this is where he finds out that I'm gay. I'm a perv. I'm a weird guy and why the fuck is he friends with me oh my god... I just can't find words to say anything. And I just kinda break down. I'm so fucking embarrased and I just cover my face and cry. Like a proper little wimp. God I'm just an idiot. What was I thinking. Ruining an entire friendship. Our fucking brotherhood... for his boxers?!?! I'm so fucked up... God. I don't even care anymore. I'm just crying so hard that everything else is blocked out. I must look so fucking pathetic.

"Bro... Bro. Calm down."

I feel the bed deflate next to me and his arms come round me. He's... He's hugging me? But... but...

"I'm so sorry... Oh my god I'm such an idiot. I... I..."

"It's alright Bro."

"No it's not."

"Bro." Takes my hands away from my face and lifts my face up to see his. I tried to resist but of course, it's no use with his massive arms.

"Bro. I know."

"You.... know that..."

"I know you're fucking gay bro."

"But... Wait what?"

"Yeah. I've known for basically ever. I've always seen you in the locker room, staring at me all weird."

"But I. Wait no I"

"Bro. It's literally fine."

"But like... no. I just fuckin tried to steal ur boxers! That's messed up!"

"Yeah it is a bit. But I think I might be a bit of a hypocrite to hate on you for it!"

A Hypocrite? What the fuck does he mean by that? He doesn't mean that. He doesn- surely... but.

"You've-"

"Yep."

"But. Bro you're...?"

"Bi-sexual Tommy! At your service!"

"No fuckin way."

I'm kinda... I just... I don't really know what to say... He always seemed straight. So god damn straight. How is he... then I notice.

He's still butt fucking naked. And then I see... he's hard as a rock down there.

"I thought that you'd have picked up on at least one of my hints by now bro. I'm really surprised you didn't notice any of your boxers going missing too!" he says, leaning back slightly, showing off his stiffy even more.

"You're the fucking worst."

"What!?"

"BRO.... BRO! I was so fuckin' scared to come out to you!"

"Why?!"

"Well like... you're so damn straight!"

"And? What does that matter? (Also I'm not but...)"

"Well... Well... it matters because... well... I was terrified of..."

"Of me hating you? And leaving you? And deciding you were weird and not worth my time anymore?"

"... yes."

Now that I say it... I feel so dumb. So damn dumb.

"Bro... you don't gotta worry about that. I'm here for you no matter what."

With that he pulls me into a hug. His naked body against my clothes. Fuck he's so- wait!

"Wait bro. You stole my underwear?!"

"Oh... uhhh... yeah. Sorry"

"Wait why?!"

"I think you know fuckin why bro. I just nabbed you doing it to me!"

"Wait so you... you like."

"You. Yep.... Have done for a good long while now bud"

"But... I like you too."

"Well if that aint just fine and dandy!"

We both laugh at him. What the actual fuck is going on... what the actual fuck. He likes me?

"So yeah..." he says. "Looks like you need to take care of something."

He gestures down to my own tracksuit bottoms forming a big fat tent.

"Though... I guess you don't want me to get Liv in here to take care of it for you?" He jokes.

And with that he trails his hand over my joggers, finds the rim and delves into my underwear. I'm in heaven. How the fuck is this actually happening?! The sensation of another persons hand against my dick is mind boggling. He's only ten seconds into it and I feel like I'm gonna blow my load.

"Woah Bro. Calm down." He says, taking his hand out. And replaces it with kissing me straight on the lips. I'm done. I swear I'm dreaming. Feeling his stubble against my face is so hot. His tongue probing at my mouth to be let in. God... he can do whatever he likes.

"You're so hot" he mumbles between kisses.

"Tommy... Lemme get my clothes off."

"Alright, lemme help you."

With that he stands up, lifts up my legs and pulls of my joggers. Giving the crotch area a good whiff before dropping them. Meanwhile I've taken off my T-shirt. I go to take off my boxers but he gets there first and licks at my dick through the fabric.

"Jeez, you've been busy" he says, pointing out the cum stains on them.

"Over you bro."

He then comes up and kisses me and takes off my boxers.

"Jeez bro! You're massive!" he cries out.

"You too! God... I need that dick!"

"Wait bro... I want you to do something for me." He grins cheekily. His big body towering over mine on the bed.

"What?" I ask.

He picks up his old, sweaty boxers and holds them up.

"Can you try these on?"

"UH. YEAH!" I reply.

"Oh bro you're the best. I've always wanted to see you in these. I feel like they look so hot." He says, passing them to me.

"I know! You've always looked so good in them. And I've always wanted to try them!"

"Well now's your chance bro!"

"God I love you Tommy."

"I love you too bro!"

With that I pull his boxers up my legs and over my dick. They're still damp with him and I can smell his scent from them even now. Better yet, the idea of his own junk's spunk cradling my own makes me even more horny it's mad.

"God you look so hot in them!" he says, his dick somehow getting even harder!?

"I love them!" I tell him as he comes back down over my body and kisses me. His body hair brushing on my own. After another new moments of kissing he pulls himself back up again.

"And see! Mine have got buttons on so you can actually take your dick out of them too, way better than your tight ones."

"Yeah! Fuck..."

With that he undoes the buttons and free's my dick from the constraints of the fabric. He also pulls my balls out too and lightly massages them.

"Fuck bro. You're making me so damn ready to cum."

"But we're barely getting started" he says to me. Jeez I don't think I've met a hotter man in my life.

He then goes down and slurps up all my precum, making a show of licking it all up, and then he comes back to my face and kisses me again. Swishing my precum around our mouths.

"Wait bro." I stop him for a second. "Could you put on the other pair of your boxers?

"Sure!" He goes over and puts them on himself and brings himself back over. My turn.

I push him backwards on the bed and open up the buttons of the front for him and give him the same treatment he was giving me. Massaging his balls that we're big and heavy.

"You're full up Tommy!"

"All for you bro."

I give him a cheeky slap on the stomach and take a moment to feel out his beautiful body hair against his defined muscles.

"Mmmmmm..." he murmers as I do.

I then lower my mouth to his dick and start sucking, feeling his massive manhood inside my mouth. Moving it about with my tongue.

"Jeez bro!" he says, "Do you have a gag reflex?!"

I take this as a good sign along with his slight moans and continue, then I go to massage his balls too and he moans super hard for me.

"Bro... Ah fuck bro... you're so hot. Jeez... Fuck. I'm gonna cum. No wait!"

I stop.

"Bro... we need to go soon for the meal."

"Fuck the meal."

"Wait. no. I have an idea."

"Oh?"

"Have you heard of docking?" He asks mischeviously.

"Sure I have."

Without another word, we come together. Face to face. Dick to dick. His foreskin seems less tight than mine, so he's takes it and wraps it over mine and starts tugging. I play with his balls and one of his big, man nipples. He's going crazy. And so am I. We're both in heaven. Then... almost in sync, we look at each other ready to come. But then he takes his dick away, and shoves it back into his boxers. I do the same and he pulls me in close and we both hump against each other, kissing and hugging, our bodies intertwined, rubbing our scents against each other, marking one another as our own as we both came our massive, thick white loads in our boxers. We then go into a sixty-nine position, licking at the excess seed that's seeped through each others boxers and kiss eachother again. Both of us still feeling the rush of the orgasm, grunting into eachothers mouths and we swished our cums together and swallowed them down.

After another few minuites of us lying there together, taking in what just happened between us I finally have to ask.

"So what's the idea then?"

"Oh... right. Swap with me."

He takes off his boxers and I take off mine and we swap.

"Now we can carry each other around whilst we wait to get back tonight." He winks at me and slaps me on the butt and we get up.

"I'm so ready for tonight."

"Me too bro... Me too."

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