Please Mate

PLEASE MATE (Let me suck you off)

"Please mate", I begged Johnny for the umpteenth time, "Please let me suck you off".

As usual Johnny refused. Johnny was my best mate and the only person in the whole world that knew I was gay.

"You're a mate Sean", he said, "My best mate, but I just couldn't let a guy suck my dick. I would if I could. But I can't".

"Okay", I said, punching him playfully in the arm, "See you tomorrow".

"See youz", said Johnny.

I watched as Johnny disappeared down the street. My cock hardening at the thought of all the things I would like to do with him. I waited for him to turn the corner and then went into my house. My Mum had gone to bed but my Dad was still up watching TV.

"Goodnight Dad", I said, as popped my head round the living room door.

"Night son", he said.

"What are you doing tomorrow", he asked.

"Me and Johnny thought we might go swimming", I told him.

"Okay", he nodded, "Don't forget I want you clean out the garden shed this week. It's the last week of your summer holidays and I need it doing before you go back you college".

"Right", I said reluctantly.

I climbed the stairs to my bedroom. Going into my bedroom I closed the door behind me. I kicked my trainers off and pushed them under my bed. I took off my t-shirt and jeans and laid them neatly over my chair. I stood there in just my underwear and gently rubbed my cock through them. It started to rise in anticipation of the pulling it was about to receive from my hand.

"Calm down trouser snake", I whispered to my cock.

I waited for it to soften a little, I did not want to be caught with a hardon by either of my parents, before I went into the bathroom to pee and to clean my teeth.

I retuned to my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I pushed my undies off and clambered into my single bed and switched off my light and went through my nightly routine. It wasn't just a nightly habit I did it during the day as well, whenever I had some time to spare.

I closed my eyes tight and imagined me and Johnny were in bed together. My hand slid down my chest slowly until it came into contact with my cock which became hard at its touch. I imagined we lay there holding each other and gently feeling each other up. My hand on his cock and his on mine. I kissed him gently on the lips as we continued to feel each other up. My hand started to move up and down my shaft as I tossed myself off. I imagined I was wrapping my lips around Johnny's stiff prick. Johnny's prick was hot and hard as ever for my mouth as I moved my lips up and down his dick, flicking the head of his uncut cock. I imagined it was big at least 8 inches hard but I had no trouble taking it all as I moved my lips down to the base. His pubes tickled my nostrils as I rose back up keeping just the head in. My own cock was rock hard as I wanked myself frantically pretending it was Johnny's hand on my cock. After a couple of minutes I reached the point of no return and I began to feel the spunk begin to flow from my balls. I imagined it was Johnny's cock shooting off into my mouth as I covered his hand with my spunk. I lay there quietly panting as I recovered my composure.

I lay there for a half an hour or so trying to fall asleep but tonight as happened quite often my cock needed tugging a second time before I fell asleep. So I repeated my performance as I pretended me and Johnny were in bed together.

"I'm gonna cum", I whispered to myself imagine it was Johnny crying out to me.

I reached for my supply of tissues that I kept at the side of my bed and wiped the spunk from my chest. I rolled over and fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke as I came around and worked out what day it was I remembered I was going swimming later with Johnny, this caused my morning semi hard cock to become fully erect and as there was no one in the house, my parents having left for work, I decided to lie in bed and have a long slow wank over Johnny.

Johhny was lay stark naked at the top of my bed his head resting on my pillow. His legs were spread wide as I lay between them. My lips were wrapped round his cock as I moved my mouth up and down his hard prick.

"Oh yer suck that cock", cried Johnny.

His moans made me suck even harder. His hand rested gently on the back of my head as he ran his fingers thru my short hair. I close my eyes as I wank my cock easing off a little to prolong the pleasure.

"Let's sixty nine", says Johnny.

I move my body round so we can suck on each other at the same time. I suck on Johnny's cock as he sucks on mine. My cock is rock hard and my balls are aching to shoot their load but I ease off a little and tickle my balls with my fingers as I imagine me and Johnny lying there our bodies wrapped tightly together.

It's no use though I needed to shoot my load so my hand returns to my cock. I feel the spunk exit my balls and shoot up my shaft as it lands on my stomach. I imagine its Johnny's sperm that is all over my chest. He has just wanked his cock and shot his load all over me.

I open my eyes and alas Johnny is not there. All that remains is the spunk over my chest. My spunk. Oh why couldn't it be Johnny's?

I lie there for a while, and then decide to get up and shower.

A couple of hours later I hear the doorbell. It must be Johnny calling for me to go swimming. I open the door. He is wearing a white t-shirt and white trackie bottoms. He looks incredible sexy. My cock starts to stiffen.

"You ready mate", he asks smiling.

"I'm always ready for you", I say to myself.

"Yer sure", I say as I grab my bag and head outside.

We walk down to the bus stop to catch the bus into town for the swimming baths.

"You wank off over me last night", Johnny grins.

"Shut up", I tell him.

We catch the bus towards town. As usual Johnny points out boys on the street and asks me if I fancy them.

What I wanted to tell him was that I fancied him more than anything in the world and I would give anything just to have one suck on his dick.

We reach town and get off the bus and walk to the swimming baths.

We pay and go into the changing rooms. Immediately he enters a cubicle.

"Shit", I say to myself, I was hoping we could get changed in the communal area at the end then I could watch him get undressed.

I enter the cubicle next to his I can just see his head above the partition.

I get changed into my swimming briefs and we walk thru to the pool. I allow him to go first so I can watch his bum in his Speedo's. I just wish I could stick my cock between them buns of his.

He looked really gorgeous, my cock began to stiffen and I needed to get into the water before anyone noticed it.

He dived into the baths and I followed. We swam a few lengths before we stopped for a breather.

"Its quiet today", he remarked.

"Yes", I nodded, there were only about another half a dozen people in.

I looked at him. I could not help look at him. Boy did I want him.

"You ready to swim a few more lengths", he suggested.

I agreed and off we set.

A little while later we rested again at the deep end. Everyone else was up at the other end.

"Race you to the other end. Loser has got to suck the winner's cock", I said.

"You'd lose on purpose", he said.

"Deal then", I said, hopefully.

"No it is not a deal. Tell you what", he said, "Two lengths loser buys the winner's lunch".

"Okay", I agreed.

We set off and we were neck and neck for most of the first length but he inched ahead slightly before the turn. He still had a lead as we reached half a length to go but then he made a fatal mistake. He glanced round slightly to see were I was and I pounced and shot past him to be the first at the winning post.

"I thought I had you", he said.

"You'll never beat me", I boasted.

We climbed out of the baths and headed for the changing rooms. We grabbed our belongings from our lockers and he headed for a cubicle and I entered the one next to his.

I stood there for a second and heard him remove his wet Speedo's. I stood on my tip toes and glanced over the partition. He had his back to me. I looked at his beautiful bum. My cock stiffened as I thought about rubbing it all over his arse and maybe even sticking it up his hole and giving him a good shafting.

"Johnny", I said quietly.

"What", he said as he half looked over his shoulder.

"Hey", he said as he realized I was watching him.

"Turn round", I whispered.

"Why", he said, knowing the answer.

"You want to see my cock", he said in a hushed voice.

"Come on", I begged, "I've seen it loads of times in the showers at school".

He stood there for a moment before turning.

I looked down at his flaccid uncut cock. It was beautiful. If only I could see it hard.

"Satisfied now", he said, looking me in the eyes.

"Yes", I nodded.

"Well get changed and we can go for lunch", he said.

I turned my back and got out of my wet trunks and toweled myself dry. We finished dressing and got our stuff together and left.

"McD's or Subway", he asked.

I thought for a moment.

"Subway", I said.

We walk down the street towards the Subway shop its only about 300 yards from the baths.

The swimming had made be horny and my thoughts drifted to sucking cock, Johnny's of course, although I could not tell him.

We entered the shop and order our sandwiches and drinks and went and sat down next to the window.

I saw a nice looking lad walking past and my eyes followed him down the street. When he had gone out of view I turned my head back towards Johnny. I looked at him and he was grinning.

"Would you shag him", he asked knowingly.

"Yes", I nod.

Then he asks me the killer question.

"Do you fancy me lots", he asks, his eyes looking straight into mine.

I swallow hard. My stomach churns I did not want to lie to him. Then again I did not want to tell him I thought about him constantly. I did not want to lose his friendship.

"A bit", I say as I shrug my shoulders.

"Do you really think about me when you wank off", he asks.

I was really embarrassed now. I wished I could tell him I was madly in love with him and then we could kiss in front of everyone and then go home to bed and our love would last forever.

"Sometimes", I say, not knowing what to say. He was my one and only wank off fantasy at least twice a day.

"I can't be gay for you", he says.

"It doesn't matter", I lie.

"We need to find you a boyfriend", Johnny says.

I smile at him wanting to say I only want you.

"Come on and finish your sandwich", he says.

I finish off my sandwich and drink and kick him gently under the table. Jumping up before he can retaliate.

We catch the bus back to mine and go up to my room. My cock is hard as my mind drifts to sex. I wonder if I can talk him into having a wank with me. I look at him and he smiles back. He walks over too my computer and flicks the screen on and starts typing away.

"What you doing", I asked inquisitively.

"Trying to find you a boyfriend", he replies.

"How", I inquire

"There must be some place for gay lads to meet", he says.

"No no", I say as I rush to my computer.

"Don't want my Dad to find any gay stuff on my computer", I tell him taking the mouse from his hand.

"There are places you can go to meet other gay lads", he says.

"Bars", he says, "In Manchester".

"What if somebody sees me that I know", I ask, half sobbing.

"Everybody will find out then", I say.

"Nobody gives a fuck", he responds supportively.

"Oh yer and what about all the lads down the pub calling queers", I say.

"That's only pub talk. People don't really mind", he says.

"I need time", I say.

"Okay", he says.

"But you can't hide forever", he tells me.

We sat and talked for another half an hour before he says he has to leave.

"Bye", I said as he left.

I watched him disappear down the street, in fact every time we parted I stood and watched him until I could see him no more. I just wished I could get him to do it with me. I look at my watch. My Mum would not be home for another half an hour. I go back in and up to my room.

I get on my bed and lower my jeans and underwear to my knees and take hold of my cock. I imagine me and Johnny having sex. Wanking each other. Sucking each other and me fucking him. I shoot my load. Afterwards I am disappointed that I have had another wanking session over Johnny. I feel guilty fancying him when he is so good to me. If only I could just find another boy to have sex with.

We spent the week together - playing football, computer games, watching DVD's. We had a game of cards, no not strip jack naked that I suggested just plain gin rummy and boring games like that. We even found time to clean out the shed like my Dad asked. Yes he helped me with that too.

Come Friday evening he is out with his new girlfriend, Tara. I wished he was with me.

I went out with two other lads that we both knew, Terry and Jim. I had known them for years. In fact, I used to fancy Jim quite a bit, but had not thought about him for ages.

We spent the evening drinking in the pubs round our area before finishing off in The Brit. We always ended up in The Brit. We had a game of pool and talked to people we knew. Terry was trying to get off with a blonde girl. While Jim was talking to another girl he had been out with before.

"Not see any girl you fancy", Jim asked, as he came to the bar for another drink.

"Naw", I said truthfully, I did not tell him about the lad who had a lovely arse bending over the pool table. I could not take my eyes off him every time he bent down to take his shot. His mate winked at me as I watched them. I turned away my face going red at being caught.

We continued drinking late into the evening and we doubled up at last orders.

I needed a piss through drinking so much lager and made my way to the toilets. I got my cock out and started peeing. I heard the door go behind me but I ignored it.

A lad came and stood next to me even though there was plenty of room further down.

"Notice you have been watching us all night", he said.

I looked up, it was the mate of the lad I had my eye on.

"No", I denied.

Actually I had not been in there "All Night" so I was being honest.

"Yes you have. You can't take your eyes off us", he said.

"No", I reiterated.

"Paul reckons your bent", he says.

"Fuck off", I respond, about to leave the toilets.

"You don't want some of this then", he says, as he gets his semi hard cock out of his pants.

I stand there transfixed not being able to take my eyes of it.

"Paul's straight so you can't shag him. But I like it both way", he says.

His cock looked lovely and I just stood there unable to take my eyes from it. Any possibility of me not being interested was now obvious and he knew it.

"Touch it if you want", he says.

I hesitate, half reaching out for it.

He raises his eyebrows at me and smiles.

I take hold of his now hard cock and give it a couple of quick tugs.

The toilet door goes and someone walks in, quickly he stuffs his cock back in his pants. The person walks up to the other end of the stalls totally unaware to what had just happened.

"Meet me round the back in five minutes", he whispered as he walked passed me and out into the bar.

I stood there for a second and wondered what to do. I wanted to phone Johnny and ask him. He would tell me to go for it.

Slowly I follow him out and back to the bar. I watch them as they finish their game of pool. My new friend winks at me as Paul is playing his shot. I smile but turn away just in case I'm being set up.

I carry on drinking my last pint. As they finish their game the lad walks towards the door and nods at me as though to follow him.

I am unsure what to do. Maybe I was going to get queer bashed. But I decided to take the gamble. I told Jim and Terry I had decided to call it a night. They were too interested in their girls to care.

I left the pub and went round the back. Sure enough he was waiting for me there.

I walked towards him and stopped a few feet from him and stand looking at him.

"What you waiting for", he said.

I stepped up to him. He wrapped his arms round my neck and pulled me closer. He brought me closer to him and started to kiss me. I opened my mouth as he forced his tongue in.

I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the experience of my first gay kiss. He rubbed his body against me I could feel his cock was hard in his jeans. He reached down and squeezed my cock. I slid my palm down between our bodies and towards his jeans. His top button was open and my hand slid inside. I felt him through his undies. For the first time in my life I had my hand another lad's dick and it was hard. I felt him for a few seconds before he expertly undid my jeans button as we kissed and slid his hand inside, straight inside my undies and rubbed his palm over my rock hard prick. I adjusted my hand to go inside his underwear and felt for a few seconds before taking it between my fingers and starting to wank it. a few seconds later I felt his hand on my shoulder forcing me down. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too. I dropped to my knees and took hold of his cock. Slowly I put it in my mouth. He brought his hands to the back of my head and started to force it in. I gagged.

"Watch them teeth", he warned.

I wrapped my lips round his cock taking care not to graze my teeth against his prick. My head was now bobbing up and along his shaft.

"Oh yer suck that cock", he moaned.

I heard someone snigger. I opened my eyes and realized his mate was watching. At this point I could not care if the whole world was watching. This is what I was born to do. Suck cock.

I carried on sucking and he appeared to be enjoying it.

"Steve, someone's coming", I heard his mate call out.

He pushed me forcibly to the ground and stuffed his cock back in his pants walking off following his mate.

A little dazed I slowly dragged myself to my feet as two people appeared from the shadows.

"You alright mate", said Jim his armed draped round the girl's shoulder.

"Yer yer, I'm okay", I said a little groggily.

"Where they beating you up", he said in a drunken angry voice.

"No. it's alright", I said.

"Well what was going on", he said.

"Nothing", I replied defensively.

"Your jeans are undone. You were on your knees. You were on your knees", he said, pointing theatrically at the ground.

All of a sudden it dawned on him.

"You were sucking his cock", he said.

"No way", I said, trying to sound repulsed.

"Yes you were. Terry always said you were a puff", he said threateningly.

The girl just stood there not saying anything.

I reached out for Jim with my hand.

"Don't touch me, you bender. Don't want a fag touching me", he said, backing away.

"No I'm not", I replied almost crying.

"How many girls you been with me. I've never seen you with a girl", he said.

"How many", he said aggressively.

I did not respond. I just looked at him.

He grabbed hold of his girl and walked her off through the darkness.

"Fucking queer", he called out as he turned the corner.

Slowly I walked home. Wondering if Jim would tell what he saw. I doubt he did see anything. But he had definitely stumbled on the truth. I hope it would be a drunken outrage and he would forget it in the morning. But then again if he outed me my life would be in tatters.

I got into my street replaying the events with Jim over and over in my mind. I had quite forgotten about having my lips wrapped round a prick. I trudged home oblivious to my surroundings.

"Sean", I voice called out placing his hand on my shoulder.

It was Johnny. He was panting. He had been running after me down the street.

"Been calling you for the last minute. You gone deaf", he said.

I wondered for a minute whether he had seen Jim and he was here to beat me.

No Johnny would do that to me he was my best friend, Wasn't he?

"Hey what's up", he said.

I thought about telling him what had happened to me. About Jim. About sucking cock. But was not sure how to.

"I'm okay", I said.

"You don't look it", he said, as he stumbled and almost brought us both to the ground.

"I'm pretty drunk", he said.

"Where's Tara", I asked.

"Bitch blew me out", he said.

We got to my house.

"You coming in", I asked expecting him to refuse.

"Just for a few minutes", he said.

We went in and up to my room. The house was in darkness my parents already in bed.

Johnny collapsed on my bed and lay down face up.

I looked down at him.

"Wish I could shag him", I thought.

"Fucking cow", he murmured.

I laughed.

"Would she not do it", I asked.

"No chance. Not even with her mouth", he whispered.

He reached down to his cock and squeezed it.

"God I'm horny", he moaned.

"I'll suck it for you", I thought.

He rubbed his hand over his crotch. His eyes were closed and his breathing soft.

"Horny", he said in a long drawn out moan.

He lay his hand at his side.

I looked down at him. I reached out for his crotch but withdrew my hand chastising myself for having such thoughts.

He raised his hips off the bed slightly and then back down.

"Fuckin bitch. All I wanted was a blow job", he sighed.

I could not resist. I reached out and squeezed his dick. He did not respond. I squeezed it again, a little longer this time. His cock was semi hard at least, Still no response. I slid his zipper down and fished out his cock. I wanked it a few strokes until it was fully hard. I wrapped my lips round it and started to suck slowly. God I was in heaven, my own cock nearly bursting out of my jeans. Slowly I bobbed up and down his rock hard shaft. I could carry on doing this for ages. I had waited years for this moment.

"Faster", he moaned.

Reluctantly I picked up speed and within a minute his cock had swelled and filled my mouth with his cream. Immediately he jumped up, did up his pants and announced he had to leave. I stood there his load still in my mouth. Not sure whether to spit or swallow.

He climbed down the stairs and opened the front door as I followed him.

Johnny left and I watched him down the street. I spat his load out onto the front path.

"Who was that", my Mum called out, as I went back into the house.

"It's okay", I told her, "It was Johnny. He has gone now".

I went to bed and wanked off. The taste of Johnny's spunk in my mouth.

I'd like to be able to tell you that that led to many a sucking session with Johnny. But it was the one and only time and something that never was spoken about. He just said he could not remember.

All that happened a few years ago.

Johnny is married now and has a beautiful baby daughter, to which I am godfather.

I saw little of Jim and Terry after that night and don't know where they are now and don't care, the bastards.

I found out a few months after that Paul and Steve were lovers and enjoyed seducing other lads to give one of them a blowjob while the other watched. I still see that occasionally in passing in various bars.

Oh and me. I came out. It was hard at first. But people got used to it. I live with my boyfriend, Phil now. He's gorgeous. Really fucking fit and he never objects to me sucking his cock.

The End.