This is a true story.
A few weeks ago I went over to Ethan's house and discovered something shocking; I am in love with him. Ethan may be the cutest man I've ever met. He is beefy and stocky with pure green eyes and short brown hair, and his personality is equally amazing. That night he came onto me suddenly, climbing right onto my lap after telling me he had feelings. We didn't fuck, but because we both knew that this wasn't just some hookup; we wanted a relationship. We kissed, took turns massaging each others muscular bodies, and didn't say a word. We wrestled gently on the couch like this for at least an hour, basking in one another's musky, manly presence. I felt proud of myself for all the effort I had put in over the years to maintaining an athletic body, which Ethan evidently enjoyed. We ended up stretched out on the floor together, still watching cartoons. Finally, I said something.
"So, does this mean I can call you "E" now?"
Ethan looked surprised, "I never said you couldn't." He paused then turned to me and grinned. I put my hand in his face playfully to make him stop but he pretended to bite my fingers.
"Dude, you're so weird sometimes."
"I know I'm awesome man." He laughed and rolled onto his back putting his feet in the air. I was just about to tackle him when I heard keys turn in the front door. We both jumped, and turned our heads in the direction of the entryway.
"I thought your family was gone tonight."
"I don't..." He trailed off, staring at the door as the noise continued. The door opened and one of Ethan's brothers Nate walked in, followed by his wife Melinda. I suddenly wondered what we were so worried for; it's as if we thought we were doing something naughty and had been caught in the midst.
"That fucking door lock is a piece of shit! It always jams-" Nate kicked the door shut. Melinda crooned as if to say 'it's okay' in a sexual tone, and guided Nate into a kiss with her. At that point, Ethan and I deliberately focused back on the TV. "Bro don't come upstairs for a bit." Nate scooped up his woman and carried her upstairs without much effort, and their disappearance was followed by the sound of a door being slammed. I looked at Ethan, who had a look of disgust on his face.
"Do they do this a lot?" I tried not to crack up.
"You don't even know..." He was clearly irritated. See, Ethan has somewhat of an explosive temper. He gets offended and heated up pretty quickly, but it's kind of cute actually and it doesn't really affect me. Anyway, the night ended uneventfully, but I went home with a lot on my mind. By now I considered myself completely bisexual, because as much as I loved women, the whole Ethan thing was all that mattered to me right then.
A week after that, I decided to direct my attention back to my social life, since I had been stressing too much about academics and baseball. I texted Ethan to see if he wanted to go lift, but I didn't get a response. I decided to go to the Fitness 19 anyway and maybe I'd run into some other friends or at the very least get to stare at some sexy girls toned ass. I had just checked in and headed over to the bench when I saw someone out of the corner of my eye approaching as if they were trying to sneak up. I turned and caught Ethan in mid sneak. He had his arms up like a bear, but since he was wearing a tank top I got to see all his delicious underarm hair. He lowered his arms and looked sad. "Shit I thought I had you."
"Sup man. You didn't reply earlier." I greeted him.
"Huh? Oh did you text me?" I nodded. "Dude my little sister dropped my phone in the toilet." I was skeptical of his odd excuse but it wasn't a big deal and it was funny anyway. I laughed.
"That sucks. Did you just get here?"
"Nah I already did my routines. I was just trying to get some pussy over by the treadmills." I laughed at him again.
"Well I can skip my lifting today, I'd rather go eat."
Ethan agreed and we drove our cars to Taco Bell. After eating we drove over to his house, getting there around 5. His parents and sister had gone to an early movie, and his brothers were married and didn't actually live there, so we were happy to relax. It was warm out and still sunny, so we decided to swim in his pool out back.
"Have you talked to Colten lately?" He asked, hoisting himself out of the water and onto the edge to sit.
"Just at school. Why?" I continued to doggy paddle in the deep end.
"Oh I dunno..." He looked down. "You guys haven't messed around since before?"
"No... Why? Have you?" I was a little confused at where it was going.
"No! We've never done that stuff."
"Oh." There was a long time of silence, just the sound of me swimming and the pool filtering.
"Terrance... I-I want to try it too." His face was turning red and he avoided eye contact. I looked at him, thinking, trying to keep from getting an erection.
"Let's do it man." I couldn't wait. "Right now. Let's go get ready."
"Ok. Um, stay there." He got up and hurried into the house. My dick jumped right up at the sight of his pecs and butt bouncing as he jogged. He was so damn strong. I swam around alone for about 10 minutes until he came back, still wet. "I just took a shower and... you know." He motioned to his backside.
"Shit?" I guessed.
"No! I... uh, cleaned it..." He was abashed.
"Oh." I knew now what he wanted me to do; that which I had been wanting for a long time. I swam to the edge and climbed out, walking over to where he stood on the smooth rock patio surrounding the in-ground hot tub. I came up to him, expecting to lead him back into the house, but he pulled me into a kiss right there. I kissed his moist lips, feeling the heat emanating from his body. We embraced, I put my hand behind his head and he planted both his hands firmly on my ass. Often as our lips met he would suck on my lower lip and pull on it, or bite it gently. I could smell his manly smell, his cologne, and just the smell of Ethan. His strong hands squeezed my ass and rubbed my lower back. Soon, he was pulling me down to the ground, pushing me into a sitting position so that my feet dangled over the hot bubbling water. He crouched over me, almost sitting on my lap, facing me. We continued to kiss, but he was already tugging at my swim trunks. I lifted up my butt so he could pull them down, and he clumsily removed his too. He tossed the clothing into a nearby bush, so now we were completely naked. My uncut meat was rock hard, sticking almost straight up but with a slight downward curve. I broke away from the passionate kiss to examine Ethan's package, which I had been craving to see. It was the most straight dick I had ever seen, laying flat against his belly pointing to the sky. It was a good 6 inches, veiny, and uncut like mine. I could honestly say I had never seen a better dick. I longed to taste it, grip it, and feel it deep inside of me. I would have drooled staring at it if Ethan hadn't said something.
"You like what you see?" He was still crouched over me, supporting himself with one arm but not yet sitting on me.
I nodded. "It's... awesome." Ethan blushed and scooted closed to me. Our eyes locked, I looked deep into his emerald eyes, when suddenly I felt his hand grab my dick as he sat right on it. I felt my foreskin slide back as my 5 inches of thick man meat slid into Ethan's tight hole. I was astonished at how he just took it all at once without any lube. Our eyes were still locked when he scrunched up his eyebrows and bit his lip.
"FUUUUCK!" He groaned in pain. He was breathing quickly, his eyes now tight shut. He tried not to yell as the sudden burst of pain shot up his butt and all through his body.
"Dude why did you-" Then I realized. He had never done this before and he probably figured he could take it like a man without waiting. Well, I sighed, his virgin anus was now broken in and I got to do it! He held still, clenching his hole, but after about a minute he started to relax. Soon after he started to ride me. He put one hand on my shoulder and one hand behind him for support and started pumping his muscular legs. I was very glad our dicks were uncircumcised, because it meant we didn't need lube. My foreskin slid smoothly over my head as his anus slid over my shaft. He finally opened his eyes, and I saw a look of pure ecstasy in them. Tingles of warmth and pleasure rushed through me as the incredible sensation of my cock penetrating him surged through my system. I leaned my arms back behind me to support myself, my legs stretched out toward to hot tub, and tried my best to breathe slowly as Ethan straddled me and took my manhood. He set his bubble butt down onto my lap and I felt my foreskin slide all the way back and my rod go deep, then he lifted up and my cock almost slid out of him. He repeated this glorious motion.
"Oh, E..." I moaned, my eyes fixated on his muscled chest and abs. I looked back to his cute face, and he was staring right at me, his eyebrows furrowed and arched with pleasure and his mouth open. He would speed up then slow down, then move his rump in a circular motion so my penis rubbed all around the walls of his tight warm insides. I reached with one hand and firmly gripped his thick, throbbing cock. I rubbed my thumb along the shaft, feeling the veins, and jacked my fist up and down, pushing his dickhead in and out of his tight foreskin. Ethan rested for a moment as I did this, staring at his junk as I played. I rubbed a thumb along his tip, making him shudder, and began to fully masturbate him. I moved my hand in different positions, paying all my attention to making his dick feel good. He pushed his body down even harder against mine so my shaft would penetrate him as deeply as possible. I felt him tense up his anus then release, and I could feel my precum already filling his hole. After a while I let go, afraid that I would make him cum too early. He started to ride me again, with his free hand he gripped my thigh and squeezed hard. Not long after, and Ethan came.
"E!" I gasped as streams of warm man juice shot out from his dick without him even touching it. He grunted and gasped, making his pleasure clear. His anus started contracting rhythmically, which caused me to orgasm too. I didn't have time to pull out.
"E-Ethan. I-I'm- c-c-inside-you." I couldn't clearly formulate the words as I gasped, an explosion of pleasure filling my groin and then my whole body. All my limbs tingled and my brain was overwhelmed with the sensation, I strained my back and my muscles tensed. I felt my semen pump out and fill his ass, pouring out of him when there was no more room. His cum had gone everywhere as he had bounced and bucked on me the whole time. Finally, he slowed and slowly climbed off me. A bunch of semen poured out onto my leg from his shrinking fuck hole, and my dick flopped out onto my stomach, slowly getting soft. He lay on top of me and we stared at eachother; we was very heavy.
"I'm sorry I came so soon. I-I've never felt anything so good."
"Me too." I realized we had only done one position, and we only actually made love for about half an hour. I started to understand what this meant. For one, sex didn't mean acrobatics where you had to try every possible positioning. But more importantly, I realized that emotional arousal, not just physical, makes an even better orgasm; albeit faster approaching.
"You okay?" E noticed my silence.
"Yeah... Just thinking."
"careful." He joked. We laughed, but more because we were happy and relieved at what we had just done together.
"That was really fun bro." I spoke as we got up and walked inside. "You don't think the neighbors saw, do you?"
"I jack off by the pool sometimes man, and they never complain." Ethan always made me laugh. We dressed then watched some TV. By seven I had to get home for school stuff, but I was very happy with the day, and so was Terrance Jr.
Ethan and I were both very busy, so we didn't get to see each other for another week, but the next Friday, I went over to his house. His whole family was there this time having a family movie night, but it was nice to see them all and say hello. Ethan and I watched with them for a bit, then crept upstairs after a bit and went into Ethan's room, shutting the door. There was no lock though, so Ethan did what he always did just to get some privacy and jammed a chair under the door handle. It didn't look very sturdy to me, but I guess it was better than nothing. We crashed on his very messy bed, but I liked the fact that it wasn't always freshly made; I loved the smell of him in the sheets and I instantly felt twice as aroused. He started playing on his PSP, and I picked up his acoustic guitar and tried messing around on it. We chilled for a bit, but then I started talking. "So, what do we call you and me?"
"Huh?" His eyebrows were scrunched together and his mouth open slightly; the look of concentration that came with a lot of things he did. He didn't look up from the game.
"You know..." I put down the guitar, so after a moment he took the hint and paused the game.
"Um... hanging out...?" Sometimes he was a little dense, but it just made him cuter.
"No I mean... Ahh forget it." I shook my head. He was just about to go back to his game when he realized what I meant.
"Oh... Well. I can't exactly tell people about it. You know?" He was turning pink.
"Right." I agreed, "So we live our lives as normal and we do this in secret." I had obvious irony in my voice.
"Right." He, again, missed my point. But then I realized that he was probably correct anyway. There was no way I could keep the way my live was currently by being openly bisexual, and I was happy with how things were. But I wanted this too.
"Yeah. Who gives a fuck anyway? We know what we have, nobody else has to..." I paused. "Not even Colten."
"What?" He looked up again. "You guys fucked though. I'm sure he can tell-"
"Dickin' around is a far cry from being bisexual, believe it or not. Plus, how would he feel? You and him are like brothers you've been friends for so long."
"I guess." He tossed his PSP in a pile of clothing on the floor and turned over on his tummy. He rested his chin on the bed in a thoughtful pose and looked away. We sat in silence for a while.
"I have to pee." I got up, moved the chair, and went to the bathroom.
As I was washing my hands, I looked in the mirror. I lost a little weight since football, but I was still pretty beefy. I also needed a shave, but I could see a worried look in my eyes. I guess I was nervous of all these new possibilities opening up in my life. Then, I noticed the coiled rope hanging on the wall. It was a large coil of cotton rope or something, supposing to go along with the bathrooms rustic theme. Then the idea hit me.
I came back into Ethan's room as quietly as I could, jamming the door with the chair. Then I ran and jumped onto him on the bed and pinned him down with my hands and knees before he could even react. He yelped and tried to struggle, but I was already tying up his wrists to the corners of the headboard with the rope I had uncoiled from the bathroom. He stopped struggling for a moment probably because he was confused at what I was doing, but he was too late. His arms were already bound tight, then I lead the rope down to his legs and held them down as he tried to kick me. I used all my strength to get the rope- which to my luck was very extensive- around his ankles and the footboard. In under five minutes of struggle, I had him all tied up, literally unable to move. "What the fuck dude!?" He yelled, but not too loudly because he knew his family was downstairs.
"Shut the fuck up bitch." I tried to mask the humor in my voice. I gave his bubble butt a slap.
"Damn. How the hell did you know how to tie these knots?!" He twisted at them but to no avail. Ethan couldn't move.
"My dad took be sailing once." He was on his stomach, but he was looking back at me, so I winked. He scowled and looked away, but I knew it was to hide a grin. 'You're mine' I thought. I rummaged in his boxer drawer to find a couple condoms hidden behind a jockstrap, which I so badly wanted to see Ethan wear. I flung off my shorts and boxers, leaving my white tshirt on, and played with my dick a little. Little Terrance woke up quickly once I looked over at Ethan, helpless and tantalizing on the bed. I sprung a massive hardon, it was so hard it almost hurt throbbing. I kept the foreskin covering my head, then rolled the condom down to the base. I hopped up on the bed and pushed Ethan's shirt (also plain white) up a little, and pulled down his basketball shorts. To my surprise, he was commando. Pleased that there was no underwear to deal with, I positioned myself behind him and laid down on top of him. He grunted at my weight, so I leaned a little weight on my right arm. I rubbed my thick hairy thighs on his thick smooth ones, getting tingles from the skin on skin contact. "Do you shave your legs?"
I could tell from behind even that he blushed deeply. "Yeah..." I was trying not to laugh. "They make my muscles look more defined!" I looked over him and actually agreed silently: how cute! He's a teddy bear who's trying not to be too furry. I laughed at my own inner joke but he took it as me laughing at him.
I rubbed my crotch all over his big butt. They were perfect bubbles, I couldn't help but tap my dick on them to make them bounce. I slid my shaft back and forth along his crack, and explored his groin area with my free hand. He was pressed tightly against the bed, but I felt his cock straining to rise up against his tummy. Then I realized it must hurt. I did my best to gently slide it into a more comfortable position, and he breathed a relieved sound. I felt his strong shoulders, and rubbed his toned abs, but I couldn't force myself to wait any longer. I slid back, pressing my tip on his anus, then moved my body forward, pushing my uncut meat right inside of him. The condom was prelubed, but I probably still should have been gentler. I felt his whole body strain, and he pulled on the rope, but he kept silent. I wondered what it would be like to get tied up and fucked; it must be extremely erotic. I stopped supporting myself, and instead wrapped my arms around his upper waist, hugging him from the back. I pressed my groin hard against his rump, pushing my cock as deeply as possible. Then, I fucked. I tried to star slow but I was too eager. I just began to thrust as fast as a humping dog (really fast), and cling to him tightly with my arms. I shut my eyes and pressed my cheek on his back, biting on the folds in his shirt. I breathed deeply, smelling his familiar scent of cologne and a tiny bit of musk and just..."his" smell. I wanted to scream it felt so good! My genitals were buzzing with pleasure, and the contact of our heavy bodies was extremely satisfying. My hands were clasped around his stomach, and I grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled so hard it almost ripped. I felt so intense, I must have scratched him a little. The whole time he just lay there and took it, trying to stay silent but letting out stifled moans. I fucked his hole at a rapid speed, the slapping noise from his butt and my crotch must have echoed all the way down the hall! I maneuvered a hand down to his dick and felt that the area was completely wet! Ethan must have came already after only ten minutes of me pounding him! I suddenly felt very proud of myself, but that feeling was overcome quickly by sheer bliss. I dropped his shirt from my mouth as I yelled a little too loudly, unable to control my volume as I had a body shaking orgasm that rippled through me with such intensity I could only relate it to the brightness and warmth of the sun. "E!" I squeezed him tighter as I erupted inside of the condom, inside his silky smooth, tight anus. After about a minute, I relaxed again. I laid on top of him for a moment before I realized I was probably crushing him, so I got off and tossed the condom in the trashbin under his desk. I slid my shorts on, forgetting about the boxers, then went back over to the bed.
I was perplexed at why Ethan hadn't said anything the whole time, even now. He just lay there, his face turned away. I suddenly was worried maybe I hurt him, or was too hard. When I went over though, I saw his dumbstruck face, looking stunned and satisfied and elated all at once. It was the face that would be appropriate after winning the lottery. "Well?" I asked.
"I- oh my ass." He laughed.
"Sorry about that-"
"No don't be. Oh my- Holy fucking shit. I-" He stammered. I untied him, letting him stretch, then we wrestled around on his bed before I had him pinned again. "Terrance. I can't help it but every part of me is screaming that- that I love you man."
I just snuggle closer and enjoy his warm body. "I know." It's always hard for me to say 'I love you', but at least I managed a response. I do love Ethan, I'm just not exactly ready to say it. But I can feel that moment quickly approaching...