Finding Another Like Me. - 1. Chapter 1

Conor, Conor, Conor… a year and a half of friendship (more like brothers) but I still felt like I didn’t know him. We started to be friends through school, but we were still polar opposites. He has a very care free who gives a fuck attitude, where I worry more about my image and what people think of me. He was slowly rubbing off on me and I was starting to care less but he was always still more of a jokester than I was. He used to joke around with me trying to make me feel uncomfortable by hitting on me, because I was always shy. How funny is it now that I think I’m gay but he used to try to freak me out by being gay. That backfired for him cause all it made me do I have a crush on him more. He is a blonde bomb shell with short hair and a killer face that includes a smile that could light up the room and blue eyes I get lost in. He also has that football player’s body with a lot of hair besides on his chest which he shaves , with the best asset still to come. An eight and half inch dick. Oh yeah I’ve seen that many times. He’s not really shy about showing it off. I guess I was happy about that.

Only problem to all of this is that amongst all the joking about being gay… he is as straight as can be. He’s actually been in a relationship with one of my best friends I set him up with a year ago. So crazy to have them being in love and me lusting over him.

This is all running through my mind as I sped down the highway towards his house. I got their eventually and walked up to the front door. As I did he opened the door I noticed he was shirtless and still in his board shorts from the pool. He looked so hot but I knew I needed to control myself. Act straight is all I could tell myself and that’s what I did.

“Hey bud,” I said as I just walked through the door. “What’s up?”

“Nothing. Ready to party. How about you?”

“Definitely ready to relax,” I said walking through the door and tossing my bag down on the ground and heading out to the pool. I ripped off my shirt and dove straight into the pool. It felt so relaxing to have the cold water hit my body. My head popped above the surface and I felt the cool air hit me. All I could say was, “Awww.”

Conor chuckled from behind on the deck causing me to turn back around and face him.

“What are you laughing about?” I asked.

“Your sound effects.”

I guess I had to laugh at that too. “Sorry I just really needed that.”

“Why?”

“Just got a lot of shit going on right now in my head and being in the pool just is relaxing.”

“Is that why you were at the beach?”

I slowly started to pull myself out of the pull by the ladder, “Yup, it just helps me clear my head.”

Conor starts to laugh, “God your so gay. ‘It just helps me clear my head.’ Gay!”

At that I took a breathe, “Why do you say stuff like that? Honestly you’re an asshole.”

“Dude relax, I’m just joking I understand you have a lot going on. You need to get laid buddy.”

“Oh shut up! You haven’t even had sex yet and you have been with Sarah for a year now. Plus I haven’t even gotten past first I don’t need to get laid yet. I need a girl first.”

“Oh we’ll get you one trust me.”

“Uhh..thanks,” I said putting a towel to my wet body. “So what’s up next for the night, besides ragging on me for my love life.”

“Me beating your ass in PS3.” For most of the night that’s what happened. He kicked my ass in video games and we just shot the shit like regular guys. “You ready to drink, Mr.?”

“Hell yeah, you know it!” I really just felt like I needed something to relax and get the ideas of the day out of my head.

It started shot after shot then some beers. Finally I felt a little buzz and was feeling a little more confident. The conversation went back to girls some how, and I was getting it.

“Dude just find a girl and hook up with her, its not big deal.”

“Conor, its not that easy. I don’t want another hook up. I want a relationship. I’m done with all the games and the bullshit.”

“Well you’re crazy man.”

“Well sorry. I’m just me. But dude I have a question for you.” See at this point I had enough in me to get a little more confidence.

“What?”

“Have you ever thought of what it be like to suck a dick? You know like be gay.”

He didn’t answer right away but then started, “ Never dude. Well maybe a little but I like chicks man. Nothing else. Plus I could never deal with anything up my ass. That’s just weird.”

“Oh…”

“I have a secret for you though Kyle. But you can’t tell anyone this. My cousin and I when we were younger used to like sleep naked together and stuff and fool around. Nothing ever sexual, but dad used to yell at us to stop. My cousins gay now thought, does that count?”

“Ahhh man I don’t know.”

“Yeah though why are you wondering? You think you like the shlong?”

At that point I laughed it off and came up with some bullshit story about reading it as a survey question online. He bought it.

“You know Kyle I wouldn’t stop being your friend if you were gay, but…” he started to walk towards the living room dropping his board shorts as he walks leaving him only in a pair of boxers. “You can’t have this hot ass.” He slowly pulled down the right side of his boxers revealing his hairy tight ass cheek.

So hot. I started laughing, “Like I would ever want you and all that hair.” I laughed hard at that. “Plus I wouldn’t want someone with a small dick like yours anyways.” I knew I was instigating him now trying to get him to flaunt it for me. I couldn’t help it though I felt myself boning up in my shorts to my full six and half inches, but I wouldn’t let him see that.

“Oh really? It’s small” At that moment I knew I had him as he turned around and tossed the boxers off completely.

There is hung about 4 or 5 inches soft surrounded by nicely trimmed pubes and balls that hung nice and low. I couldn’t stop steering even as he turned around and went back to the couch putting back on his boxers and laying down on his make shift bed on the ground.

I took off my shirt and laid down on the coach ready for bed.

The next morning I woke up at abut 10 o’clock with a little bit of a hang over but not much. I looked over at my buddy who was till fast asleep. He could sleep the day away and probably would. I noticed that his covers were now pushed back to reveal a wicked tent in his boxers. Oh my I couldn’t stop looking at it.

I looked around and didn’t see anyone else in his family around. I noticed a note on the table and was able to see it said that they went out and would be back later. Sweet! I slowly lowered my shorts to reveal my cock. It wasn’t much but it was decent six and half inches hard, and that it was. I still had the covers covering but continued too look over at my buddy. He was so hot even asleep. I knew he wouldn’t even stir.

I imagined what his cock would look like hard out of those boxers. I imagined sucking it slowly taking it down my throat until my mouth reach its end. I started to speed up and could feel the feeling coming. I hadn’t shot in awhile and I know I needed to do it quickly. Few second later I felt a shutter go through my body as my cock expanded and the white cum came shooting out. Awww. It felt so good.

I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up knowing I shouldn’t sit their to long just incase. When I got back he had turned over covering his morning wood. I was glad I had gotten the chance. I slowly picked up my bags and decided to just hit the road cause he would sleep all day. I nudged him and said bye and walked right out. As I walked out all the ideas from last night rushed back and I was back to square one again.