Lovers And Friends

His name was Josh. We had only known each other for about two years, but I felt like I had known him my whole life. We were both very young at the time. He was my best friend, and I was his. We had spent countless nights together, but little did we know that what seemed like just another ordinary night would become "the night."

It was late, and we had just gotten back from the movies with our girlfriends, yes, our girlfriends. I had always known I was attracted to guys, but I had been fighting it for so long that I had become an expert at hiding my feelings for guys. One guy in particular had my eye, and that was Josh. Josh was a very cute boy, but he wasn't the cutest guy in school, or the most popular for that matter. But to me he was everything. I, on the other hand, was very fortunate in those areas. Despite the fact that I was "bisexual," what I considered myself deep down inside at the time, I had a girlfriend. No one knew about the side of me that I had been hiding. The truth is, I wasn't just bisexual. I was gay, and I wanted Josh. I had been wanting Josh, but I could never tell him.

"How'd you like the movie?" Josh asked me with a smile.

"As if I was paying any attention to it. I had Breanna on me the whole time," I said laughing. "How about you?"

"It was alright. I wasn't really paying attention either, but at least you got something out of it. Karen wouldn't give me any the whole night," he said.

"Damn, that's rough man. Sorry about that. It's so hot tonight. I think I need a shower. I'll be out in a few," I said.

"Yeah, sure. There's no towels in there so grab one from my parent's bathroom," he said.

I grabbed a towel, stripped my clothes off, and got in. The lukewarm water felt good against my skin, and I started thinking about Josh. Before I knew it, my cock was hardening, and I reached down to lather it up with some soap. I tried to ignore it because I didn't want Josh to walk in and catch me beating it up. I got out of the shower, and I realized I left all my clothes in Josh's room. It's a good thing Josh's bathroom was connected to his room, I could just walk in without worrying about anyone catching me bare, besides Josh of course. He had seen me naked many times. So I walked in.

"Forgot your shit?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

As I bent over to grab my clothes, it was almost as if I could feel him staring at me. I just told myself I was kidding myself, and ignored the thought.

Later that night we were in bed together. Josh had a huge california queen sized bed, and it had enough room for the both of us. Josh kept squirming in his sleep as if something was bothering him.

"You alright?" I asked him.

"I have really bad blue balls man. Karen got me going, and then she just stopped. It hurts like hell," he said.

Now being a young, gay, teenage boy, the word "balls" alone got me going. My mind began racing, and right then and there I felt a bulge forming in my briefs.

"Just jack it man. You know I don't mind," I said.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's cool. Just forget I'm even here," I said.

Me and Josh had seen each other naked and jacking off many times before, but I never had the balls to actually make a move. I could hear Josh's heavy breathing, and I could tell he was reaching orgasm. My heart began beating at a faster pace, and the blood was definitely pumping. I couldn't get the thought of him staring at me earlier off my mind. I thought to myself, if I never do anything I will never know. He sure as hell would never make a move even if he wanted to. He must've been just as scared as I was, if he felt the same way that is. I told myself just to go for it, and before I knew it I rolled over and kissed his neck.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Just go with it man," I said.

I reached around and grabbed his throbbing dick. He willingly let me, and he groaned as I began to squeeze it just a little. I let go of his hard cock, and I started to tease his balls. They were so full and heavy. I could tell he was close to cumming. His breathing grew shaky.

"Keep going," he said.

I started to stroke his cock, quickening my pace just a little bit more with each stroke. His breathing got heavier and heavier, and just when he was about to nut, I stopped.

I reached over to his nightstand and turned on the light.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked.

Still I didn't answer.

I slid my tight briefs off that were constricting my own bulge, and I began crawling up his body. I could tell he was nervous by the way he was breathing, but I wasn't going to stop now and I didn't think he was going to try and stop me. I kissed lightly around his jaw line moving down his neck. I reached down and grabbed on his balls. I began to tug them gently but just hard enough to get his eyes rolling back.

"Fuck, this feels good," he said.

I brought my face down to his pulsing cock. I started to lick around his cock and balls, but making sure not to touch the head just yet. I continued teasing him until I felt his hands pushing against my head onto his cock.

"Okay, okay," I said.

I grabbed his thick shaft with my hand, and I licked the head of his cock following the line of his piss slit.

"Suck it," he moaned.

I opened my mouth, and I put it in. The head of his cock was completely engulfed by my warm, ready mouth. I began playing with it with my tongue, exploring him. He was moaning as I continued to swirl my tongue. I loved the way he tasted so I then took more of his cock in. At first, I took too much of it in, and I began to choke on it. Once I had gotten past the gag reflex I began to suck on his cock, with rigorous force. He began to squwirm, and I could tell he was trying everything to hold back. He moaned one last time, and I felt his warm cum hit the back of my mouth. I continued to suck and stroke, faster and faster, making sure I got every last drop. I had tasted my own cum before, but there was something about his. I just had to get more, but before then, it was my turn. I rolled over on my back, my hard cock sticking straight up.

"My turn," I said with a smirk.

He smiled back at me and grabbed my cock. He immediately began sucking at the head. It felt so good. With this as evidence, I now believed what I had heard so many times before, guys suck better cock then girls do. Josh started taking more of me. My penis felt so good completely engulfed by his warm mouth.

"Tug at my balls," I said.

He began to massage my ballsack gently. The rush of it all was so much, and I could feel myself close to the edge. I was going to cum.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I said.

I didn't expect him to accept my cum as warmly as I did, but to my surprise he kept sucking me off. This only turned me on more, and before I knew it I was ready. My breathing grew heavier, I began to moan louder, and I could feel my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

"Fuck!"

He continued to suck me dry. The pleasure became too much, and I had to stop him.

He immediately went back to his side as if nothing had happened in the first place. We lay there our breathing heavy and our bodies sweating. I leaned over to kiss him. His eyes widened.

"Hey man," I said.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"I want you," I said.

"You have me," he said.

He leaned over to kiss me, and then he rolled back over. I turned off the lights in disbelief at what had just happened. Just as my thoughts began to consume my mind I lay back and fell asleep next to my best friend.