Being a Good Friend

By moc.oohay@revlisocutsshck

Published on Jul 31, 2005

Gay

Rick and I pulled away from the kiss and I put my head back against his muscular chest. We were silent as he held me close to him and ran his fingers through my hair once again. I looked up at him and we kissed briefly. However, we were interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone. It was my mom, wondering when I was coming home. I had no idea it was already 5:30 in the evening. Somehow, I was able to talk her letting me spend the night at Rick's as his parents were on a winter vacation and his little sister at a basketball sleepover and it was a Friday night.

"So what do you want to do tonight Just?" I turned to him and looked into his deep brown eyes. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I leaned in and we kissed again.

"That!" He roared with laughter when I said that. I smiled and he shook his head.

"How about we go get something to eat and then maybe rent a movie?" I agreed and we both freshened up in the bathroom and headed out. We decided to go up the freeway to The Cheesecake Factory for dinner. We had a nice romantic dinner, choosing to eat outside the restaurant. It was amazing and we walked around for a while getting to know each other. We drove back down to his house, stopping off at Blockbuster to rent a movie. We rented "Garden State" and headed back to his house right after we stopped at my house to get a change of clothes and introduce Rick to my mom. She liked him instantly!

When we got back to Rick's house, we both changed into comfortable clothes and went into the living room to put the movie in. He lay down on the couch and as I walked past to go sit on the other couch, he grabbed my waist and pulled me into a lying position in front of him. He put his arm around my waist and we laid there watching the movie. Halfway through, I couldn't help but start to close my eyes. The week had been busy and the day too eventful.

I woke up several hours later in the dark. I had no idea where I was and looked around. I couldn't feel Rick's arm around me and I had no idea where he was. I realized once my eyes adjusted to the dark I realized I was still on the couch. Rick must have gone into his bedroom to sleep.

I walked carefully down the hall, peering into doorways since it was dark and I had no idea where his room was. I finally found it and saw him lying asleep in his bed. I could see the clock next to his bed and it read 2:07am. I walked in trying not to wake Rick up and slipped into his bed and snuggled up next to him. He woke up and pulled me closer.

"Hey. I thought you were asleep?"

"I was, but I woke up and didn't know where you were." He smiled and kissed me on the forehead.

"Well I'm glad you came and found me. Come on, let's go to bed." He pulled me even closer and we kissed again. I rested my head on his arm and his rested his head next to mine. We both fell asleep in each other's arms that night.

When I awoke, I once again found Rick missing. I could feel where he was laying because it was still warm and I could smell his cologne. I breathed in heavily, taking in the scent of this new man. My ears perked up when I heard my name. I wandered out of Rick's room to find him sitting on the living room couch, on the phone. He couldn't see me so I just eavesdropped.

"Cam, what you did was wrong! You broke Justin's heart and you don't even realize it. You are an idiot, you know that?" He was quiet for a moment, listening to what Cam had to say.

"I don't know what you're talking about Cameron? Just because he was at my house I love him? Is that what you are getting at?"

More silence.

"Yes Cam. I do care about him -- a lot. I'm trying to pick up the mess you left with him. He's heartbroken and lost with you!"

Silence.

"Since when do you think of anyone but yourself Cam? Don't you see, life isn't just about how cool you are and what people think of you. Justin loved you with all his heart and you tricked him."

There was another pause of silence and Rick hung up the phone. He sat down and put his head in his hands. He looked up and saw me.

"How long have you been standing there?" I looked down to the floor and looked back up at him.

"Not too long - ever since you hung up the phone." He nodded and walked towards me and pulled me close. We kissed and then he grabbed my hand, leading me towards the bathroom. We walked in, closed the door, and stripped. We adjusted the water to warm, leaning down to do so, giving me an opportunity to check his out beautiful ass, which was amazing!

He turned back towards me and grabbed by hand, leading me into the warm shower. We began to kiss, increasing the steam already rising out the shower. Our tongues bumped into each other as we explored each other's mouths and lips. I bit his lip as we kissed and then licked his cheek -- I just had to taste him. Our growing erections pressed against one another, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout our bodies. He reached down and began to stroke both of us gently, increasing his pace as our kisses became more passionate and our tongues entwined. I could feel every callous and every line on his hand as he worked our erections.

My hands roamed his back side, kneading his ass and his sculptured back. I could feel his heartbeat against my own, pounding in rhythm faster and faster. He stroked my ass with his free hand, squeezing and kneading it like he couldn't get enough of it. I began to nuzzle his neck, kisses up and down his jaw and neck and down to his shoulder. I traced his clavicle with my tongue and I could smell him. The smell of TAG and man, it made me crave him even more. With a scream of pleasure, I came all over his hand and stomach. He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned, sending wave after wave of cum all over my stomach. We pulled apart and kissed again.

We rinsed off and got out, drying each other all over with towels. Naturally, erections came back but we ignored them as we got dressed and decided to go out for breakfast. We walked to the front door and opened it. Our mouths opened in shock and our eyes grew wide at what we saw -- Cameron standing there with a bottle of Jack Daniels and reeking of alcohol, with a look of rage in his eyes, ready to strike at any moment...

To Be Continued!

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Next: Chapter 5


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