They'd been best friends for 13 years. They'd been through all the things that best friends go through together. But there was one boundary that they were yet to cross.
Bert and Chris sat on the low stone wall at the bottom of their garden looking out at the valley below them. It was the early hours of the morning and the two of them sat there chatting and passing back and forth a bottle of honey liqueur. The two were already quite buzzed from all the alcohol they had consumed earlier in the night. But they relished the chance to spend this time together. It was their last night in the house that they had been sharing for the past nine months.
Bert was about to graduate from university and move back down south, whilst Chris had a job that would keep him up north. The two friends knew they likely wouldn't see each other again for a while after tonight which is why they kept drinking and talking, not wanting to go to bed.
Time passed and the two of colder. It was 3am now and the two of them conceded they would have to go to sleep soon. But before they did Chris had one last thing planned.
On a whim he declared, 'I'm really in the mood to go streaking right now.' Chris couldn't quite believe he'd had the confidence to say it but then again maybe it was the alcohol talking. Chris knew that Bert had been streaking before with other friends but the two of them had never done it together before. In fact the two of them had never actually seen each other naked before despite having been best friends for so long.
'It's our last night here in Sheffield together; we gotta do something to make it memorable, right?' said Chris.
'Yeah, I'm up for it.' Agreed Bert. 'How about we go down the street to the crossroads then back up to the field behind our house?' 'Sounds good to me' The two friends jumped down off the wall and went to the alleyway down the side of their house.
They had agreed to leave their clothes there whilst they went streaking and so they slowly began peeling off their clothes. Chris got down to his boxers then hesitated.
'Don't be scared' said Bert 'Just letting you catch up' replied Chris trying to cover how nervous yet also excited he was to be about to see his best friend naked.
You see Chris had a bit of a secret in that the idea to go streaking was very much planned. Chris was gay, which Bert knew about and was fine with. But Chris had also been getting up to some fun during the past nine months that Bert didn't know about. Chris would often strip naked whilst standing in the doorway of his bedroom and jerk his cock knowing that there would be a risk of Bert catching him. Chris also used to steal Bert's dirty pants and wank in them, and once even shot his load all over Bert's bed when Bert had gone home for the holidays. So not only was Chris excited to finally see him naked but Chris was also quite excited for Bert to see him naked too. This gave Chris a bit of a semi so as he stripped off his boxers in the alleyway he cupped his dick and balls in his hand so that Bert wouldn't see. By this time Bert had also removed the last of his clothes and the two of them ventured out onto the street, being bathed in light by the streetlights as they did.
Bert didn't make any effort to hide his genitals and so Chris removed his hand from his dick and prayed that Bert would not notice that he was slightly aroused. The cold wind quickly helped counteract his erection and soon enough the two of them were experiencing some shrinkage. As they walked down the street to the crossroads they were stealing glances at one another.
'Looks like you might be a little bit bigger than me' commented Bert.
It made Chris happy to know that Bert seemed to be taking an interest in his dick, even though Bert was straight. Chris also suspected though that he only appeared slightly bigger on this occasion due to still having the remnants of an erection.
The two friends reached the crossroads and stopped.
'Shall we turn back?' asked Bert.
'I guess so' agreed Chris.
Later on Chris would regret not suggesting that they go further down towards the main road. He knew Bert would probably be up for doing something risky like that but he was nervous about being seen by someone. After all the two of them did live in quite a student heavy area so even though it was now 3:30am there was still every chance that some students could be coming back from a night out and could catch them completely starkers.
Heading back up the road the two friends now ventured into the open field behind their house.
The night-time mist made everything feel very quiet and still, almost as if the two of them were the only people who existed in the world right now. By now the two of them were also beginning to shiver. Chris would have loved to stay naked outside with Bert all evening but he conceded that it was time to head back. As they left the field and rounded the corner into the alleyway where they had left their clothes Bert let Chris, since the alleyway was too narrow to walk side by side, and made some joke about just wanting to see Chris' ass. Again it was just banter between guys but those kind of jokes still got Chris a little excited.
Chris was sad that the streaking was over and was almost tempted to dare Bert to stay naked as they went inside but instead they both got dressed. Climbing the stairs to Chris' room the two of them finally gave in to the alcohol and their tiredness and collapsed into Chris' double bed together. Even though it was Chris who suggested it, with the ulterior motive of seeing his best friend naked both him and Bert fell asleep with a feeling of contentedness. The two of them felt more comfortable around each other than ever and they both knew that this wouldn't be the last time that they would be going streaking together.