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Excited at The Thought of Bromance

r543d   February 17, 2017   | 2974 Views
“His six inches lay against the bottom of his abdomen all slimy and wet from the hot summer night. Now is the time. Am I really going to do this? I’m on the couch between his spread legs looking at his sweaty body as he lays there. I can’t believe things have come this far” cheating

I don’t consider myself attracted to men.  I don’t see the appeal really.  Don’t get me wrong.  I can identify a well-groomed, sophisticated handsome dude in total appreciation and respect as an aesthetical sort of thing but it never means that I sometimes wonder what such a person would look  like naked. 

When I was in my later teen years, my best friend and I experimented sexually with each other.  I didn’t want to touch his body or even be within six inches of him while being naked but the tradeoff was equal, and selfish at the same time.  In my mid adult years I can only conclude, male or female, that most people, if provided with the ‘Right’ opportunity would do anything to get sexual release without any romantic or emotional attachment whatsoever.  There doesn’t even really have to be any real physical attraction either.

My best friend Tom and I had known each other for quite some time.  We were middle class born and raised.  He grew up without a father, for his father passed away when he was a baby so he lived with his mother and brother.  I grew up in a very healthy home a few miles out of town from him.  My parents have been together since high school (And still are) and there really wasn’t any dysfunction going on at all in my family. My family and his family were very close.

Tom, his family and my family all went to the same church for years.  It was a pretty strict belief system we were exposed to.  Oppressive? Somewhat I suppose.  But there was always a way around that.  In our mid to later teenage years hormones were bouncing off the wall because the church did to a degree keep close restrictions on how us teens mingled with the opposite sex.  There was this ‘Six Inch Rule’ where if you were seen with a member of the opposite sex at a church function you were required to keep 6 inches apart with absolutely no physical contact.  It’s a wonder any of us teenagers actually were able to somewhat move on to a normal climate after we got to be adults and left the church.

There were always ways to rebel away from the prying eyes of the nosy church folks.  Sneaking away undetected in some back room or outside in the woods to steal a kiss from your woman or the occasional blow job was doable but risky. Most of the time the risk was so high it wasn’t even worth it.  Most of my friends would get caught sooner or later.

My friend and I dated a few women within (And outside) the church environment but if the truth be told, the farthest we could ever ‘Score’ with a chick was first base or halfway between first and second.  Sometimes it had nothing to do with us guys making the move.  Chicks were deterred by the shaming that would occur if caught in compromising positions.

Back in those days the internet wasn’t a house hold item.  The smartphone was years away.  Information at your fingertips wasn’t an option.  Looking back to those days I suppose we were all better off.  We actually talked to each other, found constructive ways to spend time together and the struggle of living in a lo-fi world was real but very appreciative looking back. 

I think that my friends and I, back in those days were more (How do I put it) appreciative of sexual things.  The desire seemed to be much higher back then because it was somewhat taboo.  Access to sexual material wasn’t easy to come by. You couldn’t just pull up porn on a computer whenever you felt like it.  A half assed skin exposure of a partial tit or nip slip on TV was a big deal.  If you were lucky you’d have to jump through hoops to get access to a porn mag or even better a full blown porn VHS tape.  I think because of the lack of easily available porn made sex our drives explode through the roof.  Especially with our raging teenage hormones. It’s no wonder boys were walking around trying hard to contain their hard on in somewhat awkward situations and women had to sneak off privately to get their sexual release from each other. 

In our later teenage years, my friend Tom and I were no exception.  Perhaps we were a bit more sexually charged then most our age.  There came a point and time where 98% of our conversations had to do with chicks and our desire to one day, fuck one.  When we would spend the night at each other’s house it was pretty much an unspoken acceptance that while engaging in conversation before drifting off the sleep the two of us would be getting ourselves off under the covers and in the dark.  I recall hearing the scraping of skin on skin and I’m sure he heard me getting myself off as I stroked my long thick virgin manhood.

Tom and I were very close.  We did a lot of things together over the years.  Mostly as a result of our deviant minds always trying to come up with new ways to get into trouble.  Like most teenage boys we engaged in sports, watched movies, rode bikes and played video games.  It never bothered us that on the odd occasion we would be forced to shower together or sleep in opposite directions of the same bed.  There were just things that we automatically accepted.

Tom at the time was my age, about my height (5’7”), with a thin but athletic build, short spiky brown (Balding) hair.  He by no means was a ‘Looker’ when it came to what women find attractive in a dude. I mean, he wasn’t ugly, but he was assertive and very outgoing which compensated for his lack of good looks.  Me on the other hand, from what I’ve been told during that time that I was the more attractive friend.  I never really took that into consideration because I was a bit shy and at time withdrawn or aloof.  I was 5’7”, with a more semi-muscle bound stocky build (But not at all what some people might call ‘Fat’).  I had short light brownish-auburn color thick hair.  To be honest, it wasn’t until we became more ‘Intimate’ with each other did I ever ‘Study’ him physically, even when naked in front of each other (Like when getting dressed).  I just don’t check out guys and honestly penis envy was something that never ever entered my mind.  I just don’t check out, study or compare my penis to those of other dudes.

It all began one night when I was spending the night over his house on a cold winter night.  He had the heat cranking from the wood burning stove downstairs where we set up bedding at opposite ends on a sectional couch.  It was hot and sweaty in that room.  His mother was asleep upstairs and his younger brother was spending the night over his friend’s house. 

It was a pretty typical sleepover.  We watched a movie or two, ate popcorn and channel flipped before deciding to climb in our spots on the couch and turn in for the night.  Because of the heat we were wearing only boxers and it was probably close to midnight.

We engaged in our regular conversation which revolved around tits, ass and pussy.  Of course, as usual, we’d get horny and hard and we’d jack ourselves off under the sheets.  That night however, it just happened to come up in conversation where the two of us ended up admitting to masturbating during most sleepovers. Tom even offered to go upstairs to the bathroom and grab some tissues so we clean ourselves off after ejaculating.  Because we jacked off under the covers, in the dark and at a distance from each other I never really felt ‘Weird’ about the two of us admitting to each other that’s what was going on.  It’s just something every man and woman does, especially in their teenage years, only it’s usually done when there’s no one else around.  But Tom and I just felt comfortable enough with each other to do it separately together while in the same room.  At that age, we would jack off two or three times in a single night (What I wouldn’t give to be young like that again).  Sex drives were through the roof and hormones were literally out of control. 

A few sleep overs later however, things got taken to the next level in terms of releasing ourselves sexually.  Now, let me be straight forward with you, I don’t consider my friend Tom gay at all.  I mean, who really knows what goes on inside that head of his but at the time it was a mutual understanding that none of what we did was in anyway related to any kind of homosexual ‘Feelings or Attraction’ towards each other.  There simply was none and we both acknowledged this to each other. 

One night while lying down on the couch ready for bed we engaged in our typical activity.  Sex talk and masturbation.  Not a big deal.  Only that night out of the clear blue he challenged me to something t

“Hey Mike, I don’t know about you but I’m horny as fuck. I just jizzed in my hand a few minutes ago and I’m still really fucking horny” is how Tom started off the conversation.

“Dude I’m always fucking horny.  I can jack off three or four times a day” I told him.

“Hey, I got an idea. It’s a bit risky but it’s a dare” Tom continued to say.  “I dare you to sleep completely naked, on top of your covers tonight and don’t put on any clothing until you wake up in the morning.  Even if you have to go upstairs to piss in the middle of the night no clothes!”

“Woah Tommy, that’s a bit risky don’t you think?  I mean what if your mother or your brother wake up and finds me” I reasoned.

“That’s the whole point. Take the risk and hope not to get caught”.

“I’ll do it if you do it bro” I told him.

“Sure” he said accepting the challenge.

That night we both stripped completely naked and laid above the covers with the hopes of not getting caught.  That part was risky but it also meant that any more jerking off we did was going to be done within view even though it was mostly dark in the room. 

We did jerk off in front of each other that night.  I don’t think either of us intently looked at each other while doing so but we were completely naked and within view.  Both of us could hear the slushing sound of or hands moving up and down our shafts and that final grunting sound made before we blew our loads.  After a successful night of not getting caught we dared each other to sleep in the buff during every single sleep over which we started to do.

That led to the next step up eventually.  I believe the conversation went something like this:

“Mike, I got another challenge”

“What’s that Tom?”

“Want to give each other rub downs?”

“Uh” I hesitated briefly. “That’s kind of gay isn’t it?”

“Think of it this way, we can pretend that it’s a chick doing it when doing each other.  Nothing gay here bro, nobody needs to know about it and it’s not like I have a thing for you bro.  We’d do each other a favor for sexual release”. He said.

“Well, I. Suppose if you put it that way, OK” I told him.

I have to admit it was a mind blowing concept for my mind to wrap around.  This would mean that we would be touching each other’s naked bodies.  I wasn’t sure if I could go through with it.

“I’ll do you first bro, lay on your stomach first and let me work it” he said.

So I turned myself around on the end of the couch where I laid. On my stomach.  He came over to me and sat on the floor beside me.  Both of us were completely naked, hot and sweaty. Both of us were hard.  This would be the first sexual contact I would have with another person ever.

He started rubbing my neck and shoulders and worked his way down my back.  What was strange to me about the whole thing is my cock was still rock hard against the sheets and I maintained my hard on throughout.  Thinking back it was purely reactional to being touched. Purely reactional to the first time anyone other than myself has touched me naked before.

After stroking my back he gently began to stroke my cheeks and between my legs.  He spread my legs slightly and I felt his hand caress my inner thighs, gently stroking my balls before finishing with my legs.  He then ordered me to turn over.

Turning over my stiff cock laid against my lower abdomen.  It was hot, sweaty and throbbing.  Looking downwards at him I noticed that his cock was stiff and pointing outward.  I saw his fingers gently move from my shoulders down my stomach.  He worked his way to my cock.

He took my cock in his hands and raised it gently noticing that there was pre-cum seeping from the tip.  He took a finger and began to spread the pre-cum around the top and base of my head before sliding his hand down my shaft.  He stroked the shaft downwards and back up before moving to my inner thigs. Spreading my legs he lightly stroked my nut sack before he concluded his rub down.

“My Turn” he whispered as I sat up and he took my spot lying down on his stomach.  Hesitant at first I did exactly what he did on me.  I massaged his neck, shoulders and back before sliding my hand to his ass and in between the legs of his inner thighs.  Then I told him to lay on his back.

His six inches lay against the bottom of his abdomen all slimy and wet from the hot summer night.  Now is the time.  Am I really going to do this?  I’m on the couch between his spread legs looking at his sweaty body as he lays there.  I can’t believe it’s gotten this far.

His cock was about the same length of mine (Six inches or more) but I noticed he had lesser of a girth at the head.  His cock wasn’t as thick as mine but wasn’t really thin either.  It was veiny and just lying there.

I stroked him from his chest down to his cock that was resting against his stomach. I then took his cock with my hand.  I couldn’t believe that I was actually touching my best friends cock and was about to engage in a little play.  I noticed, like me that he had pre-cum at the tip and I spread it around his entire cock head.  I could feel his cock pulsating as I gave him a mini hand job before moving to his inner thighs.

Stroking his inner thigs he made a quick jolt.  He told me that was like a ‘G-Spot’ for him and he said he becomes extremely aroused whenever he touches it.  I fondled his balls slightly before moving down the rest of his body.

Every sleepover now entailed these ‘Rub Downs’.  Even though the two of us never busted a nut during our rub downs together, we did so afterwards before falling asleep on our separate sides of the couch.  To be honest, I’m not sure how I didn’t.  My cock would throb so much at the mere thought of anyone touching it that it’s a wonder I didn’t shoot my load when he engaged.

A few months went by of rubbing each other down before we went to sleep.  Sometimes we actually incorporated baby oil into our massage sessions which would culminate in giving each other intense hand jobs.  We would warn each other before we would cum so we could back off to avoid getting each other’s spew all over the other person.

Then one night, I must have been extremely horny.  Before we began the rub downs something came over me and I asked him:

“Did you ever hear of using your tongue for massages?” I blurted out.  I really didn’t think too hard what I was insinuating here.  Then it hit me a second or two later before he could even respond that I was hinting to him that we should give each other blow jobs.

“No not really dude, why? You think we should try it?” he asked me.

“If you want to” I told him.

That night I went first.  We skipped the back massage and went right to laying on my back.  By this time it was pretty much understood that this wasn’t about a massage but about cock play so we could get each other off.

I felt him grab the base of my cock gently as I laid there.  I couldn’t believe that my best friend was about to go down on me or that I was allowing him to! I felt a succulence engulf my cock as he first began to work it with his tongue.  He began licking up and down my rock hard shaft circling his tongue around the base of the head.  It was only a matter of seconds before he took it all in his mouth as I felt it totally engulf all six plus inches.  He only had to bob his head up and back one time before I grabbed my cock at the base from him, rolled over and shot my load all over the sheets. This was the first time anyone ever sucked my cock and the feeling was unbearable. 

Now it was my turn to go down on him.   I sat there looking at it as the head was pointing in my direction.  Thinking it would be a quick session of head before he came (Like me) I took it entire in my mouth, drenched it with saliva and lowered my mouth all the way down on it.  After a few seconds of sliding my tongue up and down his shaft it became apparent to me that he wasn’t cumming anytime soon.

I licked and slurped his cock giving him what I considered to be the sloppiest blow job I can think of. Trying to mimic what I saw in the porno movies, I did the very best I can to get him to cum.  It took a good 5 minutes or more!  Unlike the courtesy I extended to him, he didn’t pull away before his cock stiffened even harder and began to spew.  It dripped slowly, little by little.  I got a little of his load in my mouth before I was able to quickly take it out and let him jizz all over my hands.  He was moaning in pure pleasure.  It’s a damn good thing we never got caught in the act of doing any of this.  It would not be easy trying to explain ourselves to anyone.

After that night we routinely would suck each other off during each sleepover.  Even though, I even still hesitated to perform oral on him each time (I was never comfortable handling another dude’s member) I think both of us looked forward to the experience we gave each other as time went on.  I came pretty quickly in the first few months of doing this until I got used to the overwhelming sensation of having my cock in his mouth, as he worked it diligently with his tongue.

As time went on I think both of us felt pretty comfortable with the idea that what we were doing to each other, in it’s very concept wasn’t at all gay.  Yes we were engaging in homosexual activity but there was no ‘Feelings’ like that between us at all.  We never kissed each other or engaged in any type of cuddling or related activity.  That wasn’t what any of this was about.  In fact, I think it was safe to say that if either one of us had hooked up with some chick (Which we didn’t at that time) or we were ‘Getting some’ on a regular basis the sexual experimentation between Tommy and I would have stopped immediately.

We were always trying to come up with new ideas to heighten the experience.  We tried the 69 position but that was very awkward.  If you were on top you were practically sticking your ass in the others face while tea bagging him, if you were on the bottom you were sucking cock while smelling sweaty ass.  Sometimes one or the other person would ‘Finish’ earlier and stop sucking off the other guy.  It was just uncomfortable all around.

I then came up with the idea of what we called ‘The Dick Fuck’ where we would oil up each other’s cocks then one person would lay on their back and the other person would get on top of that person.  Then the person on top would place his shaft on the other person’s shaft and rub shafts together stimulating the act of missionary style sex.  It usually worked out pretty well the few times we tried it but, the only issue we experienced is when we both shot our loads together.  Being dick on dick (And person on person) It made for a very yucky mess to clean up afterwards.

For the most part, I did everything I could to avoid coming in contact with his spew.  To me it was messy and gross but sometimes it was just unavoidable.  For example one time while going down on him, seemingly out of nowhere his dick tightened quickly and he immediately shot his load to the back of my throat.  To make a long story short, I wasn’t too pleased. 

He on the other hand didn’t seem to mind the mess.  I think he was a little curious.  He never really backed away that much when I came.  Sometimes I just shot my load into his hand while he stroked me.  A few times he didn’t mind if I shot my load in his mouth and then there was the one time I exploded all over my abdomen and he lapped it up with his tongue!  To me that was just disgusting! I’m surprised he didn’t ask me to cum all over his face back in those earlier days!

Our last experience we had with each other was probably a year or so after the first time we got naked together.  It was pretty much a given ahead of time that day, would be the final day, without really having to full out acknowledge it.  I think that we just grew out of it.  In the prior sessions leading up to this final one I already was having second thoughts about sucking each other off and doing anything other than rubbing each other down.  I just suddenly felt weird about the whole thing.

On that day Tommy had come over my house.  My parents were out somewhere and we had the place to ourselves.  It was in the middle of the daytime and we were watching women’s tennis on TV.  We couldn’t help but get aroused by the orgasmic grunting sound coming from the women on the court every time they hit the ball (Yeah we were always THAT horny back then).  It got us excited and rock hard.  We just sat there on the couch, slid out shorts off and began touching ourselves before one of us suggested to go into the bedroom for one last time.

Both of us naked Tommy laid on the bed with his cock facing up.  Before starting he asked me:

“Mike, I know that this is probably our last time doing this kind of thing, and I realize you’ve become a  bit squeamish now with the idea of getting beyond a certain point but I have one final question to ask you for this one last time” he said to me in an almost whispering voice.

“Ok” I said taking on a careful tone of voice.  I think I knew where this was heading.

“Want to try fucking each other in the ass?  I mean, aren’t you the very least curious as to what that’s like?” he asked.

“It’s not exactly something I like to think about to be honest with you bro, I just think that’s a little too gay” I said to him.

“But you know full well what we’ve been doing all this time isn’t at all gay between us right?”

I stopped and thought about it for a moment.  His reasoning seemed pretty sound to me but I still was very hesitant at the thought of sticking my cock up his ass or having a cock up my asshole.

“I don’t know Tom, I’m not sure yet, I’ll think it over” I said to him before starting the final session.

Since we both knew that this was going to be our final session, we both decided we were not going to let it go to waste. Both of us knew we were capable of cumming multiple times throughout a single session and that if need be, a shower break would help resuscitate any dead dick.

He laid on his back and I gently started stroking his cock.  Lightly at first I stroked it with the tips of my fingers.  I then gently took it in my hand and softly began to move my hand up and down the shaft.  It felt extra hard this time for some reason and I noticed that pre-cum had already began to form on the tip.  Unusual for Tommy who could take forever to shoot his load.

I worked the pre-cum around the head and to the part of his cock where the head meets the shaft before I began to slide my tongue up his shaft.  I took extra care, making sure my tongue slid up and down nice and slow.  I also made sure that I was getting his cock nice and slippery before totally engulfing it in my mouth.  I sucked him hard. I bobbed my head up and down fast making sure my tongue was doing most of the work.  It seemed it was no more than a minute later before he spewed all over the hand I used to grip his cock, barely having enough time to take it out of my mouth. 

“Wow! That was quicker than usual” I said.

“What makes you think I’m finished?” he said to me.

He then sat up and pulled me to the side of the bed and immediately began sucking my cock.  I made him get it nice and juicy.  He was stroking my balls at the same time.  Then as he paid extra special attention to the base of my head and I lost it.

“Oh shit! I’m going to cum!” I yelled.

“Do it! Put it on my face!” he said to me.

I shot my load from his forehead to his neck before emptying out the rest on the tongue he stuck out. He swallowed my cum from his tongue and excused himself to the bathroom to wipe the rest off of his face.

“Mike, dude, do you have any cream or oil we can use?” he then asked me.

“Yeah right here in the nightstand “ I said.

“Well, I guess I was really horny that time, you too! We both came pretty fast but shit I’m ready to start again if you are!” he said to me.

We re-started our session by standing up and greasing each other’s cocks by applying baby oil and giving each other hand jobs.  We jerked each other off and rubbed our cock together before he laid me on my back and dick fucked on top.  Before either of us shot our loads he turned around and positioned himself in the 69 position and we jerked each other off until we both decided to eat each other’s jizz.

We then decided to wrap things up and take a shower.  We showered together one last time and we were still horny as fuck because by the time we got into the shower our cocks were hard again.  Getting up a really foamy lather we decided that one would wash the other.  While he stood behind me he lathered up my cock and began jerking me off really hard and fast.  He then did something totally different.  He soaped up my ass and between my legs sticking a finger up my asshole. I must admit this was unexpected and it startled me a bit.

He then had me lean up against the shower stall as he continued to work the soap all around my body.  I must have looked like a bubble head with all the soap on me.  Then it happened.  I can almost feel it coming but I don’t think that I personally ever really thought it would actually take place.  As I was spread up against the shower stall he slowly began to work his cock into my asshole.  It did feel a little weird for a while.  He thrusted smoothly and slowly for about 2 minutes while reaching around me and jacking my cock.  Slowly working his way to faster thrusts his penetration felt more comfortable and not at all unpleasant however I remember thinking that it wasn’t pleasurable enough for me to enjoy it the way most people usually describe it.

“I don’t want your cum in my ass dude so if you’re going to shoot make sure you take it out” I told him nervously.

“Uh huh, Ok” he said as he continued pumping it faster and faster.

I then turned around as his cock slid out and I had him change positions.  I must admit, I closed my eyes as soon as I lined up my cock with his hole.  I slowly slid it in.  It actually didn’t feel that bad and was somewhat pleasurable.  He let out a short moan the second it went in. Like he did to me, I started slowly and worked up a momentum.  I had my hand on his cock and was jacking him fast. I felt an intense build up in my cock and I felt an intense build up in his cock as I continued to stroke it.

“Oh shit! I’m going to explode!” He said turning around grabbing his cock.

“Yeah me too!” I said to him while breathing heavily and gripping my cock.

“Rinse it off dude, you had it in my ass, we’ll rinse them off at the same time” he said to me as we both turned around and let the water rinse off our cocks as we were still gripping them.  We then applied more soap.

“Dude a few more strokes, and I’m going to rinse this baby off again and bust another nut” he said to me.

“Wait I’ll join ya!” I said  as we washed our cocks one last time before rinsing them off but we hadn’t jizzed yet.  We were still stroking our cocks as we stepped out of the shower.

“You first!” he said before he let out a soft moan and I knelt down and let him explode all over my tongue and face.

“Your turn!” I yelled as he knelt down and I stood up popping off my load (Mostly in his mouth) with a little spillage on his face.

We stood there for a while panting and wiping our faces off with a tissue.

“Shit man, I didn’t think you’d go through with it” he said to me referring to the ass fuck he just gave me.

“Neither did I but what the hell, I don’t expect it to ever happen again” I said back.

“Did you enjoy it?” he asked me.

“Ehh...let’s just say it’s not something I would like to do again” I told him.

“It was ok for a few minutes but yeah…it felt kind of weird” he said back to me.

From that day on we never fucked each other or even messed with other dudes.  We went on to marry and lead productive lives.  Over the years, life separated us but looking back at it all, I don’t regret that period of time in my life.  In fact, I’m more than willing to admit that it’s probably more a common thing (Straight men experimenting sexually on each other in their youth) than most men would like to admit. After all it’s more acceptable for two women to explore each other sexually then it is for men which is why it’s probably something not easily admitted by most straight males.

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