Enrique

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I was so glad when I saw the incoming call was from him.
Immediatley his beautiful self came to mind, and my heart began to race so fast. I answered.

"Enriqueee?" I said.

"Heyy, are you at house?"

"Yeah, are you in town?"

"Yeah yeah, I'm on my way." he said and quickly hung up.

Enrique never called days before to tell you he was going to visit, he just did. I loved that he was so unpredictable.
Out of all my friends he was definately hands down the hottest one.
Tall, curly black hair, blue eyes, plush naturally rosy lips and an amazing body. He always had the same scent which was one I couldn't get over, everytime I see him I breathe in as much as I can of his scent and feel tingly all over.
Basically, I had a thing for my best friend.
And as always he didn't have a thing for me.

As grabbed a glass of water in the kitchen, I saw him pull over and getting out of his car. I ran to the door and opened it before he could ring my annoying doorbell. He looked even more beautiful than the last time I had seen him. He had let his beard grow a little bit and he had a golden tan which made his blue eyes shine.

"Heyyy!" he yelled as he arrived to my front door.

I met him halfway and gave him a hug and quickly took in a deep breath and felt tingly inside. We went inside my house and just chilled in my room. We catched up on a bunch of things and as always he told me about his hookups with a million girls which I hated to hear. He told me he was here for only the weekend and that he wasn't going to tell anyone he was here so he could spend the weekend with me. My heart fluttered when he told me that and I just wanted to kiss those beautiful lips.

"Sooo...dinner and downtown?" he said.

"Obviously." I said.

"Ok, cool I'll call you right after I get out of shower, pick you up around 9?"

"Sounds good to me."

FAST FOWARD- 9:00 PM

As usual, he was late.
I waited about 45 minutes until he finally picked me up.
I opened the door to his car and again that mesmerzing scent wafted out of the car and into my nose. He looked really, really, really hot. He was wearing a tight white V-Neck, black jeans, and some hoss tennis shoes. But, I still looked better than him.
The night was so much fun. Dinner was delicious and we met the most random people at the clubs. We were both buzzin after one too many Long Islands and decided to call it a night.

"Can I stay over?" Enrique asked me.

My face immediatley drew out a humongous grin and I quickly realized I probably looked like an idiot.

"Yes of course, I wasn't going to let you drive across town like that," I told him.

We got home and headed straight to my room. He quickly began to undress him slef down to his black boxer briefs, which wrapped his muscular legs so tight, defining every musucle of his legs. I was afraid to looking at his crotch, I didn't want him to see me.
As he took his shirt, I just stared. His arms rose, flexed his buff arms and it seemed like he was taking off his shirt his slow motion, but that was probably the alcohol playing a mind game with me. His abs were drop dead amazing. Every crease in his body was showing, his pecks were perfect, his nipples were the perfect size his happy trail looked so fucking sexy. My mind began racing with fantasies of him and I. I got a hard on and went to the restroom. I looked in the mirror and calmed myself down. I restated the reality of the situation to myself. YOU'RE GAY, HE DOESN'T KNOW, HE IS YOUR BEST FRIEND. Then something crazy popped into my mind. Something that could affect Enrique and I's friendship if it goes awfully bad. I got into bed and we just layed there, my iPod was playing some Cut Copy, our favorite band. That crazy idea popped into my mind once again and I tried to get it out, but I couldn't, my mind was demanding me to do it, it had taken complete power over me.

"I miss Sheila," Enrique said.

Sheila was the girl was talking to, and that I was awfully jealous off.

"You'll see her on Monday," I told him.

"I miss her so much," he said.

Then he went off telling me again their stupid love story. I was getting very annoyed. I suddenly turned off my lamp and went to sleep.

"Hey, whats up man? I was telling you something." Enrique told me.

"I've heard this before," I told him, with my angry, pissed off voice.

"Why are you ticked off?" he asked me.

"I'm not," I said.

"Yes you are," he replied.

"NO, I'M NOT," I boldy answered back.

"YES YOU ARE, Whats wrong?" he told me.

I ignored him. And he kept nagging me with the same thing.
Over and over again until I just turned around, pushed my body up agaisnt his warm body and gave him a kiss. It wasn't just a pop, it was a long passionate kiss until he quickly pushed me off.

He stopped talking and the room was quiet, only my iPod was talking.

"What was that?" he asked me.

I then realized what I had done. I wanted to shoot myself.

"A kiss," I said.

Enrique's face was dumbfounded. I didn't know what to think. I began to sweat.

"Why the fuck did you do that?" he said.

I said nothing. I was so embarrased.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU THAT?" he asked again.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't take it," I said.

"Take what? What are you talking about?" he said.

"THIS, US, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" I said.

"What are you talking about? Am I missing something here?" he asked.

I sighed and felt like crying. The room remained silent.

"Ok now seriously, what the fuck is up with you? What do you mean US?" he said.

"I-I-I can't keep prentending Enrique, I have to tell you." I said.

"Tell me what?!" he said, and by now we were sitting up right on the bed facing each other.

"I-I-I have feelings for you," I softly said.

"FEELINGS FOR ME?," he giggled, "This better be a prank David."

"Well its NOT, I have feelings for you, just how you have feelings for Sheila, and all those other girls you have been with. I fucking love you man, and more than just a friend. And today I couldn't stand it hearing you talking about you and Sheila how she kisses you, holds your hand and what else. I didn't want you to find out this way, I didn't want you to ever find out. Because I know this is just a stupid fantasy in my head that you will feel the same way for me."

I ran into the restroom and locked myself there. Small tears began to run down my cheek. I heard a knock on the door, it was Enrique.

"Open up," he said in his soft voice.

I opened the door and there was he was, standing, in nothing but his boxers with a confused look on his face.

"I may not have those feelings for you David, but how will I ever know if I don't try?" Enrique said.

I looked up and he got closer to me. He wiped my eyes and gave me a slight kiss on my cheek. Then he grabbed me by the head and kissed me on the lips. It was full of passion. We grabbed me by the hand the guided me to my bed. My heart was racing and 10000 mph, I didnt know what to think. I sat on the bed and he placed himself over me, we conitued to kiss and I slowly pulled down his boxers. He hesitated at first but then gave in. I glanced down and saw his dick. Seven inches of pure white, uncut meat. He then pulled my boxers down and he saw my eight inch hard rock dick. He layed on top of me and we continued making out passionatley, rubbing our bodies against each others. He kissed my neck, my shoulder, and slowly worked his way down to my dick with a kiss. I layed flat on my back, feeling his hands rub my chest, then a warm sensation struck my dick, it was his mouth. He sucked my cock and I let a out a soft moan each time he went down on me. It seemed like he had done it before becuase he was really good. He did it perfectly, and even bit it softly sometimes adding more feeling to it. I stopped him sat him on my sofa, open leg I started to work his dick to a full hard on. He softly moaned as I sucked his still flacid dick with my mouth. Once it was fully hard on I couldnt take it all in, it was so thick and juicy. I tried my best to fit the most I could and he would push my head down each time, moaning louder and louder each time. He grabbed his dick and slapped me with it across my face, I loved it.
We moved to the bed again and continued with our foreplay.

"Fuck me," I told him.

Enrique looked at him and gulped. He didn't seem to sure at first but then kissed me and that kiss told me he would. I was so ready for this moment. I had always dreamnt of this moment to happen and now it was coming true.

As I jacked his dick he slowly began inserting his licked fingers into my ass. His rough hands were opening me up real wide, I could only imagine his thick, juciy, seven inch cock inside of me. He grabbed me from my waist, laid me flat on my back, picked up my legs and strapped a rubber on him.

"Go for it," I told him.

I began inserting his massive dick inside of me. It was so painful I groaned so loud. It took a while for him to get fully in me. I was so horny, I wanted him to fuck the shit out of me. He moaned too as he went in me and he started kissing my neck and giving me a hickey as he fucked my ass hard. The feeling running through my veins in unexplainable, it was like ectasy to me. I felt a deep connection with Enrique as he fucked me. Our bodies were sweating making our love making even hotter. I could feel my ass becoming wider each time he fucked me. His dick was amazing. He was amazing. That moment was amazing. As he fucked me, I was jacking my dick and I was ready to blow. I blew my load all over his sweaty, shiny, chest. My cum rapidly slid down his abs into every crease. Right after I blew, he pulled out and blew his massive load all over my face. His cum tasted so good. He kissed me, and licked off the cum of my face and I licked it off his abs. We were breathing heavely after that hour or so of sex. We layed in my bed naked, hugging each other, my head on his chest, holding hands.

"So do you what you feel now?" I asked Enrique.

I stared at me and smiled and said.

"I feel like doing that again."