His name was Jim and we had become really close. We were both around 22, 23 and hung out together as much as we could. Our jobs had taken us to live in neiboring cities, but we spent as much time as possible when we could. There was a really great energy between us. If you've ever had a really close and best friend - where everything just connects - you'll know what I mean. We skiied together, and played lots of hockey together with a bunch of other friends. But the two of us were the closest of the gang. Both of us were built the same - both 5'11", medium size bodies - him black hair, me blonde - both in pretty good shape. My body had a nice light covering of blonde fur, while he was completely smooth at the top, but nice dark pubes and hairy legs. Both of us had great senses of humour, and spent so much time laughing and sharing good and bad times.
Anyway, I remember the steps to getting physically closer was after I had broken my leg in a skiing accident. We had been skiing together, and when I looped and broke my leg, he was at my side the whole weekend I was in the hospital. I was to be in a cast and on crutches for at least 6 weeks. After returning to my apartment, he'd come over to my place as often as he could to just hang out and keep me company, and we'd be watching some TV movie or something. This took place mostly on weekends because of our location, but we talked almost nightly - he always phoned to make sure I was okay.
(I watched alot of TV while my leg was healing) He'd come over and cook up a great meal and bring it over to the couch and sit beside me. The more he came over, the more intense and personal our conversations would become and the closer we'd start sitting on the couch. Sometimes he'd ask how my leg was, by putting his hand on my leg, and then keeping it there - a little longer that usual. I liked it, and sometimes even slunk down on the couch a little and spread my legs a little wider to see if he'd move his hand (in either direction) but didn't.
One night, I hadn't expected him to come over, but he showed up and came in while I was propped up on the floor reading a book. I had on an old ripped t-shirt, and my old jogging shorts, that I only wore alone - really old - lots of room for my cock to bounce around, or flop out of. I jerked off alot with these shorts on - and especially while recuperating - I jerked alot every day.
Anyway, in he came with a few beers, and asked if I wanted to watch the game. "I'm off tomorrow, and thought I'd pop over and spend the night - okay with you"? I of course said it was great and he plopped himself on the floor across from me. My living room wasn't that big, so if I was on the floor propped up against a chair, and he was propped up against the couch and our legs were extended, our feet would meet at each others knees.
So, we sat and joked and stuff while watching the game. Then I moved, lifting my one leg up to get comfortable, knowing that my cock and balls could be a little exposed. ( I didn't know if I had anything in mind, I just thought I wanted to feel completely open). Jim looked over at my crotch and didn't say anything, but in a few minutes, repositioned himself so that he was leaning further down on the couch, extending his legs so that his socked foot, was about an inch from my crotch - in between my spread legs.
I extended my legs a little further, and suddenly there we were - one foot in each other's crotches, just resting against each other's sacs for about 15 minutes. Nothing was said, we continued watching the game, until a commercial. At which time, he asked me (while he non-chalantly tapped my bag with his foot) if I wanted another beer. When he got up to get one, it was obvious he had a major hard-on. He moved it so it was aiming up to his navel, gave his jeans a couple tugs, and said, "there that's a little more comfortable". I just laughed no knowing where this was heading.
When he came over to give me a beer, he walked right between my legs so that his foot was again - against my bag. I reached up for the beer, and he said "nice dick" - tapping it with his big toe. I looked down while his white sweat sock was playing with my cock. "I like it", I said.
He laughed and proceeded to lay down on his stomach - vertically in front of me. I stretched out and had my legs draped over his ass. The game was soon over, and he rolled onto his back quickly so that I didn't have time to move my leg. It hurt a little, but I kept my leg draped now across his crotch but not touching his cock. We chatted about the game, then I asked him if we wanted to watch a movie or anything, and replied that yes - he would watch anything I wanted.
At that point, I couldn't reach the TV without somehow stepping on him, so I used his hip to push myself up and slid across his body.His head was close to the TV, but he stayed on the floor on his back while I worked my way up to the set. Of course at this point, my crotch was almost over his head, and with my legs spread he had a full view of my hairy sac and semi-hard cock. "SO - what do you want = horror - drama - comedy"? I looked down at him and caught him staring at my cock.
"Hmmm - don't think I've ever seen another guys cock this close up before".
"Fine I said, stare at my dick - what kind of movie do you want"? He laughed and flipped himself over again on his stomach. I positioned myself with my cock across his back reaching for the tv channels. When I found one we both liked, I decided to remain on top of Jim, but slowly settled in so that my hard cock was planted on his blue-jeaned ass. "This is kind of comfortable ..... do you mind" I asked.
"I'm cool" he said.
We lay there for about 10 minutes without doing anything, but my cock was so hard and I didn't quite no what to do. We had never done anything sexual, and I didn't know he would respond. However, considering he had his foot against my sac without thinking anything of it, I decided to try something. I started to press my hard cock into his ass waiting to see if he'd respond.
He did. He started pressing against me, and I pressed in further. Suddenly I found myself slowly dry fucking his blue jeans, with my cock slipping in and out of my shorts. I was real slow - like 20 minutes doing this without saying a word - and finally - he asked me if it felt good. I leaned forward to his ear and said - I'm gonna cum but I think I'll blow on your blue jeans". He whispered it was okay, and with that I pressed my cock hard onto his ass, as he moved his ass upward and I blew a load all over the ass of his jeans. Everything was fairly silent, but when I came I just said thanks, and groaned into his ear. "Oh, man that felt great".
We laid there for a few minutes and when I looked down at his jeans and saw the mess I made, I started to laugh about what had just happened.
He said he wanted to look at his jeans to see what kind of mess was there. I rolled off of him, and he looked over to see my cock still wet with cum, then stood up and slowly removed his jeans. I soon found out that he wasn't wearing any underwear, and his cock was semi-hard - and a pretty good size.
"Help me up" I said. He got my crutch, and I stood up beside him. He came over to me, looking at his cum-covered jeans. "Holy shit man, you shot a good load here- except it's all over my jeans".
He put his nose to his jeans to smell my semen. "Hmmm - it sure ain't Downy". We stood closer together, our cocks were touching every so often as we shifted from foot to foot. He put his finger in the semen, and brought it to his lips. "Hmmm -not bad - got any chips to go with the dip"? Suddenly feeling like a kid, I took the jeans and rubbed them in his face, and got into a light scuffle. He was a little ticked, but also excited about it. I said, I'd get the real chips and dip, you go wash your face.
"Actually", he said "I should probably wash this stuff of my jeans.
"Heh, if you're gonna wash your jeans, would you mind washing my shorts. I got some on these too". With that humorous ring in his voice, he said "fuck I have to do everything around here".
I pulled my shorts down and let them fall to the floor, awkwardly stepping out of them. Jim bent over and picked them up,and suddenly grabbed the back of my head, and rubbed my shorts and his jeans all over my face. "There -gotcha back", and he ran off to the washroom.
So, there we were, my best buddy and me with our t-shirts and socks on and nothing else, walking around my apartment. I got the chips and dip from the cupboards put them on the counter, and waited for him to come back. We continued to yell/talk across the apartment, and he then appeared in the kitchen, and helped me bring the stuff to the living room.
We sat down on the couch again, this time no problems with legs touching, and continued flicking channels until we found another sport event - I can't even remember what it was.
At one commercial, we stopped talking - he reached over and rested his hand on my cock as though he were resting it on an arm-chair. "Have you ever..uh...done anything with a guy before"?
I confessed I had a couple of suck and jerk-off sessions with a couple of other friends in the past and he just said, "cool" - and that was it. His hand was still brushing against my cock, and suddenly, he turned on the couch, and laid down so that his head was on my lap. "Give me a pillow would ya "
I grabbed a pillow and put it on my lap, and he propped himself up so that he was resting on my lap. "You don't mind do you"?
I said, "we've been pretty close tonight....listen - I don't care - it's okay". He smiled, and settled back down.
There I was - looking down at my best bud's half naked body. His cock was still semi-hard, but looked great. We continued watching the game for a short time and found that it was pretty awful. "Anything else you want to watch is fine with me" I said.
"Let's see what's on". He got up, and stretched his body in front of me - yawning - shirt going up over his navel. I looked at his nakedness smiling.
"What? What's wrong" he said.
"Oh nothing -i just think it's neat that my best bud is standing here - comfortably - naked in front of me with his dick bouncing around in front of my face". With humour he jumped up and down so that his cock was bouncing all over the place.
"I know - it's weird isn't it - we hang out naked in the showers, chatting with everybody - but when we get together alone - we cover up. Well, that's our society. I gotta take a piss" - and he padded over to the washroom.
From the washroom, he yelled something - that got me hard right away - "Heh Cliff, you know when you sucked those other guys - was it ...okay - I mean did you like it"? I didn't respond right away. "Cliff did you hear me"? I didn't respond becuase I wasn't sure what to say - if I said I liked it would he think I was weird, or was he testing me - or what.....I tested him back...
"Why - do you want me to suck that big cock of yours"? He laughed and came out of the washroom walking towards me. "Well, it seems that one of us had got off tonight...do you want to"?
"Jim, you've been helping me out with my broken leg, I mean - I came all over your jeans tonight....so sure..yes - if you want it"?
"Christ", he sat down beside me - took a huge swig of beer and said "Okay - why not".
"Hmmm - the problem is how are we going to do this. I can't get on my knees .... look why don't you sit up at the end of the couch, spread your legs, and I'll suck you lying down in between your legs. Sound good".
"Oh fuck - are you sure - oh God - okay - move over"
So we positioned ourselves appropriately on the couch, but he kept his beer in his hand. He was still soft, when I looked up at him and he was smiling.
"Are you sure" I asked. "Go ahead - suck away" he said.
The moment I put my mouth over his soft cock, he slid down so that his legs were right against my body. I wrapped my arms around his thighs - mostly to support me - but boy it felt good to be between his legs. I took a good whiff of his crotch - lightly touching his pubes, his sack and outining his penis with my tongue. I sucked long and slow until he got nice and hard and took it out of my mouth holding it with my hand. "You've got a really nice big cock This is great" I said.
"Thanks for the commentary" he said, " now get sucking he laughed". I continued to suck and lick, and he kept bringing his hand down to feel his dick going into my mouth, feel my face, my hair, play with his balls. We were in no hurry, and I took my time savouring every second of having this great cock in my mouth. I didn't know if I'd ever have the chance again.
While I sucked him, my cock was rubbing against the couch cushion, and I know I was dripping pre-cum like crazy.
"Okay he said - I can't stand it anymore..I've gotta cum". "Okay, I said let's do it". He stroked, I sucked, and pumped my own cock into the couch. Suddenly his back arched, and his cock went right down my throat and he started to cum, and I started to cum. He pulled his cock out and shot a couple of spurts on my face and then shoved it back in my mouth...and then we were done. I kept his cock in my mouth for awhile, and he finished his beer - taking a few sips at a time. We didn't say anything, but then - "that was fucking unbelievable - thanks". I found myself suddenly really tired, and fell asleep with his cock in my mouth. About an hour later, I woke up with his pubes in my nose and his cock against my lips.
"You okay," he asked. "Oh ya - you?" "Me-thinks you like sucking my cock?"....and I put it back in my mouth - starting round 2.
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