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Nick woke up yelling and pissed, which in turn woke me up. He snapped out of bed and pushed me away from him.
Nick: Wtf dude, did you fuck me last night?
Me: What? No!
Nick: Your dick was in between my ass and hard when I woke up!
Me: I mean, it was a tight fit in the bed, it probably just ended up that way, keep your fucking voice down dude. I had morning wood I guess!
Nick: Was that your whole plan? Get me drunk and fuck me?
Me: My plan? haha, man, you do a good enough job at getting drunk by yourself, you don't need my help.
Nick: Did you fuck me?
Me: NO! I mean, not that I remember, does your ass feel sore?
Nick: No.
Me: Well it would have if I did Nick.
Nick: Man this is so fucked. Sleeping in bed with you, your dick up in my ass ...I gotta get outta here.
I said nothing and he got dressed and left. Well I guess my plan backfired a little bit and I was getting a little anxious about the situation. We didn't talk or see each other all day. I drove by the outdoor rink and saw him shooting around, so I just drove by. I wanted to work out a little, but not with him after this morning. I had dinner and was back in my room at about 7pm. I was starting to feel more shitty. I would choose to be with Nick without the sex if it saved our friendship, I didn't want it to end like this. I put on some music and layed down on my bed. I didn't feel like drinking and just had thoughts racing through my mind. We still had a whole season of hockey to play together, how the fuck was that gonna work? It was about 9pm when I heard a soft knock on my door. I got up to open it, Nick.
Nick: Hey.
Me: Hey.
Nick: Can I come in and hang out? I brought some booze.
For such a happy kid, I never saw him look so down. I let him in and closed the door, he put the booze in the mini fridge and made a few drinks. I sat back down in my chair looking at nothing important on my computer (my back to him on the bed). I was praying he said something first.
Nick: Can you at least turn around and look at me?
I turned the chair around to face him.
Me: Fine what, you said some pretty shitty things to me this morning Nick. I thought we were becomming good friends, and you think I would fucking make this whole plan up to rape you?....shitty dude.
Nick: I know. I was an asshole. But, I mean, the situation, I guess I just overracted with how I woke up.
Me: Its a single bed with two people in it, how the fuck did you think we would wake up? Floating in mid air?
Nick: No I get the closeness thing, but your dick where it was. You know thats never going to happen right? That can't happen again, seriously Brandon. Ok?
Me: All I know is someone is in my room right now dictating shit to me and ruining my night, someone I don't need in my room right now. Did you get that? I don't need you Nick. I want you, but I don't need you, remember that. Go find a girl Nick, thats what you really want. Put the effort in, do the shit they want you to do to get in it. It sucks, 48 hours of work for 12 mins of pussy, good luck with it. I've lived it, and will live it again I'm sure. We can't keep doing this next day regret thing, its really fucking getting old.
Nick: I'm not trying to, fuck...I don't know man.
Me: You don't know what? It's 9pm, say something or leave, you aren't gonna fucking ruin my night again.
Nick: I mean I don't think I'm attracted to guys the way you are...touching and kissing and all that shit, and when I woke up with your dick almost inside me, I freaked out.
Me: You don't think or you don't know. You always seem to enjoy everything we did. And I said before, if you wanna do shit with me, thats gonna be a part of it. I'm not a fucking cum dumpster dude.
Nick: I didn't mean it that way....
Me: Nicky, I'm not gonna ask you to marry me, but didn't you like it a little bit? Its special because its you and me, not just some guy. When we fool around, I am showing YOU that I like YOU, not showing some guy I just met.
Nick: I get it.
Me: Do you? You don't have to love having sex with men, but you can love having sex with a friend you are really close with, and not have regrets about it all the time. I'm not some hook up at a bar, I'm Brandon.
Nick: I said I got it. I do really.
Me: Show me then.
He made a few more drinks and I sat on the bed next to him. He started to rub my shoulders and back.
Nick: God this is creepy man. I don't know.
Me: Its not some guy you are touching, its me. Remember what we have going, forget about turning gay or whatever you think could happen. Its you and me.
I think he got my point. It was Nick and Brandon. Two kids who got real close real quick and became friends. I still believe to this day sex with close friends is much more sensual and personal, and feels much better. I layed him down on the bed and ran my fingers through his hair while he rubbed my back. He reached for my pants but I stopped him. I leaned down and we frenched a little bit. He used to always come up after smiling before when we did it. Maybe to half pass it off as a joke or he might have been drunk. He didn't this time, we hadn't drank much and he looked a lot more serious.
Me: We are taking this one slow tonight.
Nick: Ok...cool.
We got up and played a little bit on the PC. I wasn't making the first move tonight I had already decided. So we had music on and playing games. We were talking but I never made eye contact with him for about 30 mins, just focusing on the screen. I looked over finally after intermission in the game and he was just smiling at me.
Me: What haha?
Nick: I get it. And I like doing this shit with you. Who cares right?
Me: Good, you are finally in my state of mind with me. We each find a girl, cool, we still have it on the side, but for now, what the hell right?
Nick: Yep dude. I couldn't ask for a better friend, I guess for all the reasons.
Me: Nah you could do better hahah
We both laughed and kept playing. After a few games it was getting later and just started chatting.
Me: So you ready for classes and shit?
Nick: Yea I guess, I wasn't a good student at prep school really, but I'll figure it out. You?
Me: Ready? nah...but I'll still go and work. College is easier than highschool to be honest, just need to get to class and do the work.
It was 11pm and Nick brought over some heavy drinks he had poured.
Me: You trying to rape me tonight? hahaha
He laughed and hugged me. Not a bro hug, but a real hug and was laughing the whole time. That was the Nick I knew. We hadn't drank to much earlier and we were making up for it. Knock on the door, I opened it up and it was this kid Christian who lived down the hall. A little back story about Christian, he was a sophmore like us, 19, and had gone to Cornell the year before. His family couldn't afford it anymore so he had to transfer to a state school. I mean, this kid was pure sex, and the best part he was openly gay, or at least everyone assumed he was gay at the time. He was in great shape, cropped blond hair, maybe about 5'8" 160 pounds. I would have LOVED to mess with him, but I couldn't risk hanging out with someone who everyone assumed was gay. (I found out later he was actually gay). Hands down the hottest, sex dripping off him kid I knew in college that I never made a try for. His voice was perfect, well spoken, very intelligent, and really good looking - the whole package.
Me: Hey dude, whats up, we being too loud?
Christian: No no, just bored. Mind if I come in and hang out with you guys?
Me: Sure man, you want a drink?
He said yes and Nick and Christian sat on the bed next to each other. I was in my chair facing them talking.
Christian: I wish I had played hockey, I mean I love track but just running around in circles gets old after time haha. But to be bigger and bulkier, just build up a little, I could have played.
We all laughed.
Nick: Dude, if you played hockey with that build, you would be demolished on the first hit. You don't look like you could put weight on if you wanted to.
Christian: Yea, its tough. I'm too active I guess.
I kept scanning Christian while he talked to Nick. My biggest regret in college was not making a move on him. He liked the hockey build and wanted to have it. I would have loved to show him the hockey build up close, but no fantasy in the story, sorry. Side note: I did see him get out of the common shower a few times and he had an average sized soft cut dick. Nice trimmed pubes, really low hanging balls. I of course went back to the room and jerked off to the metal image. Anyway back to the story. So Nick and I wanted to get something going, but Christian was chatting it up and sorta cock blocking us. He probably would have joined in if he had any clue what we were doing together. Thankfully he wasn't much of a drinker and after 3 drinks or so needed help to get back to his room. I brought him to his bed and told him we would hang tomorrow. And for those wondering, did I want to do a quick rub and check on his cock?, yes. But I didn't. So I put "Pure Sex" as I called him to bed, and went back to the room. Nick was laying down in the bed watching TV getting sleepy eyed. I sat on the edge by his feet.
Me: We still drinking or bedtime?
Nick: I dunno, what do you wanna do?
I said before I wasn't making the first move, he had to show me he was alright with our situation. I just shrugged and stared at him. He sat up and looked at me.
Nick: Take your clothes off.
Me: You do it for me.
He hesitated and did it. I did the same for him. We stood up for a bit kissing and jerking our dicks together. They were a real good fit, different shapes, but same length and girth. I leaned down and sucked on his nipples a bit and he moaned. I didn't expect the same back from him, but that was ok for now. I sat him down on the bed and said:
Me: I wanna try something, don't freak out, it will feel amazing.
Nick: It better not be your dick in my ass.
Me: No, but I am gonna finger you a little while I blow you, just trust me, jesus.
He looked apprehensive, but agreed. So I started slow on his balls and moved up to his cock. I got some lube and started working my finger slowly inside and out of has ass. I finally went deep and found the spot I was looking for and started rubbing around. He came really hard and held back a cry by biting his lower lip. He tasted sweet as usual, best tasting cum I ever tasted was Nick, but then again it could have been I was young and had little experience.
Nick: Holy shit dude.
Me: Yea, I said trust me. Do it to me now.
Nick: Finger in your ass? woah..umm I'm not...
Me: Do it.
So he did. He wasn't really into it, but I got off. His cocksucking skills had gotten better, but he spit my load out in the trash and took a drink to wash out his mouth after. I mean, it felt fantastic, I just wish he was a little more into it. Something I would still have to work on I guess.
Me: Well, I give you a C+ on that one, hope your grade improves.
Nick: What did I do wrong?
Me: Really? You weren't into fingering me at all and you spit out my load, it felt like a cheap set up porno.
Nick: Yea, sorry I wasn't really into it tonight.
Me: Then don't start shit if you aren't gonna be into it. Its not all about you getting off.
Nick: I know, I know, I know. I'm getting used to it.
Me: Fine. (I was kinda pissed)
Nick: Ok, night. I'm gonna sleep in my room tonight, I'll deal with the stench, see ya for breakfast tomorrow.
Me: K, sleep well.
He just turned and walked away without saying anything. He became a different person after we fooled around. The shame was still setting in even after we had talked about it. I decided to take a break from messing around with him for a bit and maybe look for a random hookup. We would still hang out, but I wasn't in the mood for the walk of shame after every night; or him doubting himself, or accusing me of planning a rape scene. I needed a break. Knock on the door the next morning, it was later in the morning, I had already showered and had food.
Nick: Hey morning.
Me: Hey Nick.
Nick: So whats up for today?
Me: Uh, just gonna hang out, maybe work out a bit.
Nick: Cool lets go.
So we hung out the whole day again. If anyone else didn't know us, we looked like a gay couple from a distance. After working out, we played a little hockey at the rink and got dinner. We went back to my room and I put some music on.
Nick: About last night, thanks, it was great.
Me: Ok, cool.
Nick: What? I just wanted to say thanks.
Me: Nah, nothing is wrong, I'm glad you enjoyed it, so did I.
I felt him saying thanks was the equivalent of a whore getting paid for sex. So the night went on and we were doing our thing. Nothing really weird between us, just chatting playing games, making audio clips. He brought over another drink and started to rub my shoulder a bit.
Me: What are you starting?
Nick: I don't know, what we do I guess.
He made a grab at my dick and I pulled his hand off.
Me: Yea, I think I'm gonna take a break on that part of us for a little while. I need to think about some things.
Nick: What? Why? I'll blow you and swallow, I don't care, we can do whatever, its cool.
Me: Yeah its cool now, but not after, I'm just not into it dude, sorry.
He looked dissapointed, got up and left the room. He looked shame filled I guess you could say. It was still only 7pm. I knew his mind, he would be back in 20-30 mins as always. He would go back to his room to figure things out in his head, and come back down the hallway to make his presentation. This time it had to be a pretty good one to convince me, I was getting tired of dealing with that side of our thing going on. I just left my door open to avoid the knock this time and started playing on the PC. Christian wandered in and I offered him a drink. We chatted for about 20 mins, he didn't have much time just wanted to blow off some steam. I never minded him in my room, any chance to look at him was fine with me, believe me. He went back to his room, and barely, I heard him say hi to Nick. So I knew Nick was in the hallway just standing there, 20 feet from my room door. Building up his confidence I assume. I got up out of the chair and looked down the hall, and there was Nick, his back was to me and he was looking at the wall thinking, so he didn't see me. I went back to my room and 10 mins later Nick finally made his move and entered my room again:
Nick: Hey.
Me: Woah, grand entrance with hey, nice.
Nick: Why can't we just be friends man?
Me: We can if you want, I have no problem with that, you are the one who left the room. What is your definition of friends?
Nick: You know, everything.
Me: I told you, I don't want to feel like a prostitute everytime we are done. Its a shitty feeling, so we need to have a break from that part and you figure out how to be receptive and understand what we are doing.
Nick: I told you I understand it.
Me: You don't show it too well though...and it kinda feels shitty after for me when I see you regret everything and leave.
Nick: I don't need the deep emotion shit going on. Being with you is like being with a girl sometimes.
Me: YOU created those situations, not me. You are the fucking girl in this, not me! You create the drama, you are the one who storms off, you are the one who has regrets, doubt. How the fuck am I the one making a mess of this?
Nick: Fine, you're right. Lets just hang out then and drink a little, no sex stuff.
Me: Ok. (I thought what a lie he was telling)
So the night went on as usual, and it was a little tense. I hated it, because Nick was a really good friend, I didn't want this to come between us. Sex always does come between friends when it happens sometimes, and I wanted to try and prevent that. But, he looked like he had something to say the whole night, so I waited on it. And I waited quite a bit, it was almost 11pm. I think he needed a little alcohol to gain the courage to speak.
Nick: Hey, can we talk about something?
Me: We've been talking all night dude.
Nick: I mean...that.
Me: Sure. But don't try to bait me into something because you are horny, I'm not biting tonight.
Nick: Ok, I get that. And I'm not gonna bait you tonight, I...
Me: But you did bait me other times, right?
Nick:....yes. I did. I'll admit that. I'm getting better at this, understanding the relationship we have and what is going on.
Me: Nick, its not hard to understand, we are friends who fuck around, thats it. I don't feel guilty after, you shouldn't either.
Nick: Ok, yes, that is the point I'm trying to understand.
Me: Fine then, we can take it slow then, let you figure it out. Wanna blowjob?
Nick: Yea.
Me: Good, you rub your own dick with your hand, and you suck me off.
Nick: I thought you meant we would do each other.
Me: Nope. Maybe if you shaved your balls, I might be interested.
Nick: Hold on!
Nick left the room and hit the shower. I just wanted to see what he was willing to do for me. This was a good sign. I never liked guys with hairy balls, and most girls don't like it either. If he did a good job, and put some work into what we had, I might give in. He came back about 20 mins later and said he was ready.
Me: Ready for what? haha
Nick: Huh? I shaved my balls and shit for this.
Me: Cool, keep them that way so they will be ready for the next time we mess around.
Nick: Not tonight?
Me: Nah.
He looked mad and started to leave.
Me: Leave now, leave forever. We were hanging out, lets just keep it going. You can't schedule fooling around dude, it just happens, and its not happening tonight.
Nick: Fine, you're right, lets drink and hang.
So we ended up doing something more important than messing around, we strengthened our friendship. A lot of serious talk, really got to know each other better. I told him that this was gonna be more than a random hookup, we pretty much live together.
Me: You need to put more effort into our thing, and no I don't mean the sex. We need to be better friends first, and after that we can see what happens. You won't feel guilty about doing anything if we become closer friends, you won't even think about it after.
Nick: Yea, I'm starting to understand that now a little better. Honestly, if we never mess around again I wouldn't care. I mean, not in that way, I would miss it, but if its just a friendship it would be ok with me.
Me: Cool, I'm heading to bed, goodnight.
Nick: Goodnight dude.
Finally he left the room with us on good terms for once.
So classes started after the last weekend before the move in the week before. Nothing happened sexually between Nick and I the last 3 days before class, and we both seemed to be cool with it. We were becomming stronger friends, learning about each other, and hanging out as always. Not to say I didn't have a huge case of blue balls, but I thought it was for the best. We were going to class and working out and scrimaging hockey at the rink after with other teammates. Nick got along great with the guys, he had the hockey personality from playing so long so it wasn't tough. He was also really out going, funny, and smiling all the time...he was a tough kid to hate. I got along well enough as well, but I was still just going into my second year with the team and also, goaltenders have this stigma about being a little on the weird side. I won't doubt that, but one man's weird is another man's normal I guess. We all ate in little groups after practice together. So all the d-men hung together, and the offensive guys had their thing in a bunch of groups. I had 2 freshman goalies to hang out with. Lucky me. They were exact opposite. One was really tall and skinny and asked me a ton of questions. Not a bad looking kid, but a little too over the top obsessed with hockey for me. The other was about my height and build, and was really shy and didn't say much. I forget their names (so obviously nothing happened between us.) So friday rolled around and we were beat from classes and practice. Nick never liked going to off campus parties, he liked to stay close to home, so it was a room night with me I guess.
Nick: How is it with the goalies?
Me: Ugh. Don't ask.
Nick: hahah
Me: No more hockey talk, I'm tired mentally and physically from it already and the season hasn't even started.
Nick: Why do you even play then dude?
Me: I like things when I like them, not when I am forced to do them. I can be in net during a game and just get bored, I'd rather be fishing or reading a book or whatever. Don't get me wrong, I love hockey, just not all the time...too many other things out there to miss.
Nick: Yea I can understand that, a lot of effort for D3 hockey.
Me: Well pour some drinks and lets ruin whatever fat we burned off in practice all week.
Nick: Lemme shower, I'll be back in 20.
I had already showered, so it gave me a chance to think about maybe making a move on him tonight. I was sexually neglected for almost 2 weeks, and I knew he was too. We were close enough now that we would have shared any information about girls we had hooked up with, and neither one of us had. So basically 2 guys with really full balls and I was pretty sure he would be up for it too. He came back, poured some drinks and asked if I wanted to smoke a little. Sure, what the fuck. So we smoked the pipe a bit and put some music on. We had been drinking for a couple hours playing around and chatting.
Nick: So, I was thinking, maybe we fool around a bit?
Me: How much is a bit?
He came over behind me in my chair and wrapped his arms around me from behind. He put his head down close and started to kiss my neck a little, rubbing up and down my chest. Well that was enough for me, my dick was already hard as a rock. He got down on his knees and pulled my dick out of my shorts and started slowly jerking me. This was a good sign, he wanted to show me first, make me feel good first. I leaned back, it had been awhile and it felt amazing. I moved his hand away and stood up. We both stipped quick, we needed each other, and we didn't want to wait. Nick was pretty drunk, and I guess I was too, but at that age, you can get a hard dick even drunk pretty easy. I practically pushed him on the bed and started to lick his balls while jerking him. I got up occasionally to feed him my dick and he was much more enthusiastic about sucking. I lubed up my finger and told him to hold his legs up. I also put a little lube on my dick while I was jerking and thought, well if its gonna ever happen, might as well be tonight.
Me: Can I just try it Nick?
Nick: Try what, damn I was so close, why did you stop?
Me: I wanna try something else besides my finger.
Nick: Oh man, no, I mean I don't know about that kid.
Me: Just see if you like it, please?
Nick: If I say stop, I really fucking mean it dude. Not the whole thing either, just a little, really, I'm not kidding.
All I needed to hear. I got in position and my engorged head looked massive next to his virgin hole. I almost back out of the whole thing, but being drunk and horny, it was going to happen, or at least maybe happen. I pushed in really slowly, and he winced a little bit. I was afraid he would tell me to stop but he didn't. I pushed a little more in, maybe got about 3 inches in total.
Nick: Ok thats enough...ugh..don't cum in me.
Thats all I needed. I rocked back and forth really slow, Nick was still jerking off taking less than half of my cock. But hey, some cock inside him is better than no cock inside him. I only lasted about 3 mins before I pulled out and came on his dick, chest, and some on his face. He had closed his mouth when he saw I was cumming, so no real money shot. He was jerking furiously and I stopped him, his load was mine. I gave him a slow blowjob and he gave me 2 weeks of spent up load. I almost couldn't swallow it all, but I managed. He smiled, rolled over and I guess we were sleeping together in my bed tonight.