So we woke up Saturday morning and said nothing about the night before. I was having next day regret and although he wasn't showing it too much, he probably was too. I didn't show it either, but he was an emotional wall in everything, he could have murdered someone last night and I wouldn't have been able to tell. He left and sadly, that was it for us in high school, things were different, we never talked about it. Sorry, never tried anything with him again in high school, and our friendship changed a bit, and not for the better. We would end up at the same parties and see each other, shoot the shit, but we never hung out again like we had before. I wrote about shitty things happening with guys, this was one of them. No reason really behind it, maybe he was ashamed, or afraid I would say something, doesn't matter the reason, I lost a good friend for awhile, and it sucked. I'll write about Jason after this, I want this story to come full circle because it does have kinda a happy ending; the Jason story was a little different. With Eric though, going from full speed to full stop in friendship sucked just thinking back. We used to listen to metalica in his basement in middle school, stole his stepdads beer, ride our bikes at night all around town....just a shitty feeling.
So time goes by we both went off to college; if you have read my other stories, I did pretty well in college with other guys, Eric went to a different school, and I would see him occasionally during the summers in between school years, breaks etc. Not too much interaction, I could tell we both wanted it to be like it used to, but neither one of us ever had the balls to make an effort, shitty again I guess. I tried to keep in touch, and I know he did too, we both just had too much going on in our new lives. You lost touch a lot easier back then, no social media really, texting was new and sucked, so I guess we both focused on what we had going on our own for 4 years. Occasionally seeing each other or talking, our thing that happened never came up, and I was 1/2 glad it never did. By the time I graduated, and Justin (other story) had moved back to school, I was working a lot with my dad, but still in the back of my head wondering about Eric. Our relationship was basically destroyed by one night....but! I was older and wiser now at the ripe age of 21. I knew he would be at a party for our mutual friend, his sister was graduating highschool (yes different girl from the other story graduating, different party, different time), and I wanted to kinda corner him into a conversation just to see where it would lead. I knew he was smart, but so was I, and I had learned a lot in college, I had no idea what he had learned or the young man he had become, but I wanted to just casually bring up a "remember when" conversation with everyone around; and when I got him alone, I would bring up the "remember when" we sucked each other's dicks and see how he would react. I wasn't expecting much, but I was much different than I was when I was last with him, he was a tough customer to put in a weird situation, nothing ever really seemed to bother him, but fuck it, I was gonna try, I had already made up my mind. At the time, I was not seeing anyone serious and showed up to the party alone, Eric didn't seem to have a girl either, at least not with him that day. It was getting late and we were gathered in my friend's backyard drinking and chatting, remembering high school and sharing college stories, and I said some remember when stuff. It started a snowball effect and we just went back and forth. Eric was actually laughing with everyone else, which was surprising, usually he just observed and made comments here and there on things. To be brutally honest about Eric (sorry E) he was an asshole sometimes, or at least he came off that way (If you knew him, you knew him, put it that way). It had more to do with his personality and inability to deal with stupidity, which I don't blame him for, but sometimes you just swallow the pill and smile through it. Tonight he was actually laughing along and making jokes, he looked over at me and grabbed my shoulder.
Eric: Brandon and I had a great night just watching TV and drinking junior year, figured out you don't need to be with a million people hiding in the woods to find a good time.
Me: Yea, that was a cool night, ball gags, whips, and plenty of vaseline haha.
Everyone laughed loudly except Eric this time, he just smiled and kept looking at me. Well ok then. I went inside to get a beer and Eric followed me. I went to take a piss and had no idea he was behind me coming into the bathroom with me, he closed and locked the door.
Eric: I bet you would have liked some whips and lube that night huh Bran?
Me: What? I was just joking E, inside joke for you and me kid.
Eric: Yea right, I heard rumors about you in college.
Oh shit, did someone tell him something, I didn't think so...time to fight back.
Me: Bullshit.
Eric smiled.
Eric: I know, just fucking with you, see if you would tell me some secrets. You are a tough one to crack, thats why we were good friends.
Me: Well we haven't been good friends for a long time so things have changed a little bit with how we know each other.
Eric: Yea, my fault I guess with everything, school.
Me: And our night? (Had to drop that in there)
Eric: Nah, I didn't mind that, just other stuff...see ya outside.
He left the bathroom and I pissed. He was just as crafty as he was before and really tested me. I hate shit like that. Even though he was kidding, I didn't know he was at the time, and my heart was pounding, I went into defensive mode. I finished up and just talked to myself a little bit, I didn't expect anything from Eric, my plan was just to play around a little bit and make him uncomforatble, but it came full circle. I went back outside and we all drank for a little longer, I was getting tired and got up to leave (yea don't drive drunk kids).
Eric: Gimme a ride home Bran? I'm kinda beat too. (He walked over to the party earlier, his parent's house was 10 mins away, pretty close to mine in our home town)
Me: Sure.
So I said my goodbyes to everyone and we went to my car. I got in and started it up.
Eric: So, where are we going?
Me: Dropping you off at your mom's house.
Eric: Not somewhere else? I'm not tired, I just wanted to get out of there. Tired of little kids celebrating high school graduation, they have no idea what is coming next.
Me: Where did you want to go, I can't drink much more E, so no bars.
Eric: Lets hang out at your place in the basement, try to get back to where we were before, I really feel bad about us splitting apart. It was nice to see you tonight, I'm glad I came.
Me: Me too E, sure, we can just hang.
Well I guess it gets good and weird from here on out. Hmmm, tough to write this part. I wasn't sure what he meant by "where we left it", if it meant our friendship or blowing each other. I drove home and we went into the kitchen and grabbed some beers to bring down to the cellar. We started drinking sitting across from each other, and I started first:
Me: So..I'm just curious, best friends for 5 years, we suck dick, and that was it huh?
Eric: Heh, right to the point huh Bran.
Me: I'm as blunt as you, you know that, maybe more emotional, but I kinda want to know what happened with all that. Basically 5 years of wasted friendship.
Eric: Like I said, my fault. (He took a sip from his beer)
Me: But you didn't say why it happened, you just admitted that what happened was your fault.
Eric: Sorry, thats all you get I guess. Can't explain why, its just what happened.
Me: Same old Eric....(I mumbled)
Eric: What the fuck does that mean?
Me: I know what happened, it got emotional in some way for you, and you hit the eject button as always.
Eric: Oh fuck you dude, "As Always" what the fuck does that mean?!
Me: You are doing it right now, something gets serious or emotional and you become defensive or ignore it. We were really good friends, real tight, and it ended after one fucking night?
Eric: I'm done with this, I'll walk home, later.
I didn't say anything when he got his shit together and headed up the stairs, but I had to get my last words in:
Me: See ya in another 4 years E? Same time same place?
He stopped halfway up the stairs and sighed a little with his head dropped. He came back down and sat down.
Eric: Ok. I feel shitty about what happened after we blew each other. And I was baiting you earlier tonight for fun, sorry.
Me: You beat me to it, I had the same plan when I got to the party.
Eric: hah, yeah I figured you would have, we are both too smart for each other Bran.
Me: So why did you want to come back here and hang out then?
Eric: Just to talk, I didn't think you would bring up what we did so soon. Obviously it bothers you.
Me: And it bothers you too. We aren't kids in high school anymore, I don't have a problem talking about shit, I don't have a reputation to protect anymore.
Eric: I guess. I don't know.
Well fuck it, I'll make a move, if it doesn't work, he can walk home and that was it. I got up and sat next to him on the couch, uncomfortably close for him probably.
Eric: Whats this? You need a hug or something?
I wasted no time and grabbed his dick and started stroking him. He grabbed my wrist, but didn't rip me off of him, he started to move my hand up and down through his shorts instead. I stopped and got up and took my clothes off. He just looked at me with a face...a "I guess this is gonna happen face". I was tired of talking, and the way to a man's heart isn't his stomach, its his dick. I was hard as shit, and decided to show Eric my cock sucking skills I had learned in college. I got down in between his legs and went to town on him, he was watching me while I did it, and we had eye contact almost the entire time. Every now and then he would stretch out eyes closed and moan. After about 5 mins he came in my mouth, he gave me no warning and I swallowed it all.
Eric: Thanks.
Thats all he said, seriously. I got up and stood in front of him with my dick sticking right in his face.
Eric: I don't think so man, I'll jerk you maybe.
Me: Oh just fucking do it.
So he shrugged and only sucked the tip while he jerked the rest of my dick for awhile. He alternated back and forth, and eventually I felt myself cumming. Fuck it, he didn't warn me, no warning for him. I started to cum and he came off my dick and spit it out while the rest of my load sprayed his face and hair.
Eric: WHAT THE FUCK!
I just laughed. He went into the bathroom pissed, I could hear him brushing his teeth and washing his face and hair trying to get the taste out of his mouth and smell off his face. He came out of the bathroom.
Eric: That was fucked up Bran.
Me: No warning for me.
Eric: whatever, later.
He left and walked home. We never talked about it later, although we are still pretty close friends. I guess, maybe he understood that night better now. Like I said a weird story, hope you enjoyed it. I wished things had gone different but they didn't.