It was my senior year and Parker's sophomore year when we became good friends. We had played football and basketball together since junior high but we were not tight. Parker was nearly six foot with short dark hair and very masculine facial features. He was an all-around athlete and a total ladies man.
In the very first football game of my senior year, and we played one of the better teams in our region. It was an intense game. I looked at the scoreboard and saw the score tied 28 to 28. With 8.2 seconds left on the clock, we knew we had to focus and think of a plan. "TIMEOUT," yells our coach, who happened to be Parker's dad. In the huddle with my hands on my knees, I stared at the ground breathing hard and watching sweat drip from my hair. As coach jogged over to the huddle, I pull my head up and immediately notice that Parker was looking at me. The stare holds for a couple seconds, and with our eyes, we agree that we are going to do everything in our power to win this game. "Parker, we're giving you the ball. Daniel (me), you are going to lead block for him. Make sure nobody touches him!" We break and head for the line of scrimmage. Everyone set, the quarterback yells out his cadence. The center hikes him the ball and he immediately hands the ball to Parker. I sprint forward protecting him from all of the defenders and I suddenly hear the roar of a crowd. Parker scored the touchdown and we won. The crowd was crazy.
After the celebration with crowd, we head in the locker room to hear the talk from Coach. Everyone on the team piled into the sweaty, humid locker room. Parker and I both sat on the front bench with our arms on each other's shoulders. The team was still screaming with excitement and patting Parker and I on our backs, congratulating us on our accomplishments. "That was a great game boys, but we still have a game next week. We need to focus on that now! Tonight, have some fun but get some sleep!"
Parker didn't have a car yet so he came home with me. When the parking lot cleared, we packed our equipment to my little truck, hopped in, and headed home. The music was playing gently and we talked about how awesome the win was. We agreed to stay over at my place. We pull into my driveway and sweat was still dripping off our bodies. The inside of my house is quiet because my parents went over at Parker's house with his parents and all of the other adults to drink and celebrate the win. I pissed in my bathroom with my door open while we are talking. He hauls his equipment past the bathroom looking the completely opposite direction to avoid seeing me naked. When he reached my room, he immediately fell onto my bed. I took a seat on my computer chair and kicked my feet up on my bed right next to where his feet were. He was wearing a cut off shirt and with his arms holding up his head, I had a perfect view of his dark bushy armpit hair.
We discussed the game with what little energy we had left and as the conversation slowly faded, I felt his foot brush up against mine. I look up at him and he's laying there staring at me, just like we did in the huddle. No expression. Suddenly a little smile escaped from his lips. I roll towards him, put my hand on the bed and he places his hand on mine. I slowly get up from the chair and he sits up straight on the bed. My hands straddle his lower body as I creep closer to his face. The moment our lips touch I gasp and pull back. A million thoughts ran through my head in those couple moments and before I know it, he pulled my head back pressing both of our lips together one more time. This time I don't pull away. I feel his tongue enter into my mouth and feel my penis start to fill with blood. We kissed for a while and eventually his shirt came off. Then mine. The feeling of his muscular skin touching mine was indescribable. He pulled away from my lips and worked his way down to my nipples. After he gently sucked my nipples for a while, he licked my lower belly which was covered in hair. I felt his fingers softly unzip my zipper, then force off my pants. He takes off his pants and resumes his position on top of my nude body. I feel his warm hand grasp my rock hard dick. My hairy cock stood 8 inches tall and was very chubby. Parker's was equal in girth, but an inch shorter. I was horny enough to orgasm already at this point. After a few minutes of jacking off and sucking each other, Parker asks me if I want to go further. Neither of us had ever done anything with a guy.
Parker lays me down on my bed and grabs my cock once more. With his legs straddling my lower body now, he slowly guides my cock into his tight ass. He bit his lips while my thick dick slid in. After a few seconds of pain, he started to rise up again. Then down. We fucked for a good 20 minutes, switching positions every now and then. When I couldn't take it anymore, I told him I was about to cum and he pulled my dick out of his ass and began stroking it up and down. I do the same to his. I moan a little louder and simultaneously we reached our orgasm. Cum was spewing out of our erections onto my chest and on top of my bed. We stopped stroking and Parker falls to his back next to me, smiling.
We clean up a little, flip off the lights, and turn the T.V. on. We lay in bed naked, and with the little light that the T.V. produced, we stared into each other's eyes once again, only this time we were smiling. I flip over to my other side and Parker scoots forward, spoons my body, and rests his hands on my lower belly.
I turn the T.V. off with the remote, close my eyes, and hear Parker whisper, "I love you, man."
To be continued..