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Matt and I have been friends since the 3rd grade. There was a time when we were growing up that if I wasnt at his house, he was at mine. We would play Nintendo, football in the back yard, and when the Indiana summers got unbearably hot, as they tend to do, we would spend the day in the pool.
As time went on, Matt and I grew apart. He was the quarterback of the football team, and that just wasnt my thing. I spent the most of my high school, leading our band as drum major. We still spoke, and we still hung out from time to time, but it was not nearly what it was when we were younger.
Matt was not your typical quarterback. He was slighty chunky (not fat by any means), dark hair and eyes. He also was not your typical jock. He was friendly with everyone, no matter if you were a football player, basketball player, or just a spectator of both.
That was then, fast forward to 2006.
Matt and I had lost touch after high school. We both went to different colleges, and to be perfectly honest with you, I had forgotten he existed. Sure there were times while watching football, I would think about him, and wonder how things were going with him, and what he was up to, but I never dwelled on it.
Last week, my mother calls me, and says that Matt had stopped by the house, and wanted my phone number. She gave it to him, and he said that he would call. As I was hanging up the phone with her, my cell phone rang, and it was Matt. He said that he was back in town, and was wondering if we could hang out. I told him we could, and we made plans to meet. Before we hung up, he told me he had a big suprise for me, and he could not wait to see my face.
Since we werent meeting till later that night, I spent the rest of the day wondering what Matt had to tell me. "What could it be?" I kept asking myself, but finally I decided that I shouldn't dwell on it, until I knew what it was.
Time had been very kind to Matt. He had lost some weight, and he still had those same beautiful eyes, and adorable smile. I could tell he had bulked up in the muscle department when he hugged me. His back felt so strong, and ripped. I also noticed his package, that was being hugged by his semi tight jeans.
As we sat down to eat, he told me, "Nick, I am not going to waste any time. I have something to tell you, and I would rather get it out of the way right now. I am gay. I have known all my life, and if you want to end this dinner right now, I would totally understand"
I was shocked. I couldnt belive this. This cute guy, who I had been friends with almost my entire life, was gay. I told him "Its ok, I'm gay too", and that was all that was said about the gay subject.
We went about our dinner, and we decided that we would go back to my place, and watch the game. He was back at his parents house until he could find a job after college, and that was an hour away, so my place was the obvious answer.
We got back to my house, and we turned on the game. I asked him if he wanted a beer or something, and he did. I got us a couple of cold beers, and we were sitting on the couch watching the game, and I was quite enjoying myself.
The game went into overtime, and it was well after midnight when it ended. Matt said that he needed the name of a hotel, because he could not go home this late, his mom would freak out if she heard someone coming into the house. I told him that hotel crap was nonsense, he was staying here, and there wasnt anything he could say to make me change my mind. He accepted graciously, and we went about our evening.
The time came for us to get ready for bed. I told him he had 3 options. The couch, the floor, or he could share my king sized bed with me. He, MUCH to my delight, chose to share the bed with me. We discussed what we wore to bed, and the number of blankets, (I know, details, but hey, I wanted him to be comfortable.) Much to my delight, he slept in his boxers, and so did I.
We went to the bedroom, and got ready for bed. I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth, and went back into the bedroom. When I did, he was already in bed, so I missed seeing him in his boxers. I was sad for a moment, but when I pulled the covers back to get in, I noticed he was naked. "I forgot, I didnt wear any boxers today, oooops.", and Matt flashed me his boyish grin, thank god he never lost that either.
I got in bed, and he moved closer to me. I put my arm around his shoulder, and started rubbing his muscular back. He looked deep into my eyes, and leaned in for a kiss. I met his embrace with great joy, and when he shifted up to kiss me, it made his ass in reach of my right hand. I grabbed, and rubbed his slightly hairy ass. It was firm, and very fuckable.
Matt and I spent about 30 minutes just making out. He is just such a great kisser, I didnt want to stop. He broke the kiss, and looked at me with those goregous eyes again, and said "If you think I kiss good, you should see what else I can do with my tounge."
To be continued.
(Hope this one isn't too rushed like my last one, I typed it out, got erased, and then I just whipped it out (HAHAHA), in like 15 min. Sorry to disappoint you guys)
As time went on, Matt and I grew apart. He was the quarterback of the football team, and that just wasnt my thing. I spent the most of my high school, leading our band as drum major. We still spoke, and we still hung out from time to time, but it was not nearly what it was when we were younger.
Matt was not your typical quarterback. He was slighty chunky (not fat by any means), dark hair and eyes. He also was not your typical jock. He was friendly with everyone, no matter if you were a football player, basketball player, or just a spectator of both.
That was then, fast forward to 2006.
Matt and I had lost touch after high school. We both went to different colleges, and to be perfectly honest with you, I had forgotten he existed. Sure there were times while watching football, I would think about him, and wonder how things were going with him, and what he was up to, but I never dwelled on it.
Last week, my mother calls me, and says that Matt had stopped by the house, and wanted my phone number. She gave it to him, and he said that he would call. As I was hanging up the phone with her, my cell phone rang, and it was Matt. He said that he was back in town, and was wondering if we could hang out. I told him we could, and we made plans to meet. Before we hung up, he told me he had a big suprise for me, and he could not wait to see my face.
Since we werent meeting till later that night, I spent the rest of the day wondering what Matt had to tell me. "What could it be?" I kept asking myself, but finally I decided that I shouldn't dwell on it, until I knew what it was.
Time had been very kind to Matt. He had lost some weight, and he still had those same beautiful eyes, and adorable smile. I could tell he had bulked up in the muscle department when he hugged me. His back felt so strong, and ripped. I also noticed his package, that was being hugged by his semi tight jeans.
As we sat down to eat, he told me, "Nick, I am not going to waste any time. I have something to tell you, and I would rather get it out of the way right now. I am gay. I have known all my life, and if you want to end this dinner right now, I would totally understand"
I was shocked. I couldnt belive this. This cute guy, who I had been friends with almost my entire life, was gay. I told him "Its ok, I'm gay too", and that was all that was said about the gay subject.
We went about our dinner, and we decided that we would go back to my place, and watch the game. He was back at his parents house until he could find a job after college, and that was an hour away, so my place was the obvious answer.
We got back to my house, and we turned on the game. I asked him if he wanted a beer or something, and he did. I got us a couple of cold beers, and we were sitting on the couch watching the game, and I was quite enjoying myself.
The game went into overtime, and it was well after midnight when it ended. Matt said that he needed the name of a hotel, because he could not go home this late, his mom would freak out if she heard someone coming into the house. I told him that hotel crap was nonsense, he was staying here, and there wasnt anything he could say to make me change my mind. He accepted graciously, and we went about our evening.
The time came for us to get ready for bed. I told him he had 3 options. The couch, the floor, or he could share my king sized bed with me. He, MUCH to my delight, chose to share the bed with me. We discussed what we wore to bed, and the number of blankets, (I know, details, but hey, I wanted him to be comfortable.) Much to my delight, he slept in his boxers, and so did I.
We went to the bedroom, and got ready for bed. I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth, and went back into the bedroom. When I did, he was already in bed, so I missed seeing him in his boxers. I was sad for a moment, but when I pulled the covers back to get in, I noticed he was naked. "I forgot, I didnt wear any boxers today, oooops.", and Matt flashed me his boyish grin, thank god he never lost that either.
I got in bed, and he moved closer to me. I put my arm around his shoulder, and started rubbing his muscular back. He looked deep into my eyes, and leaned in for a kiss. I met his embrace with great joy, and when he shifted up to kiss me, it made his ass in reach of my right hand. I grabbed, and rubbed his slightly hairy ass. It was firm, and very fuckable.
Matt and I spent about 30 minutes just making out. He is just such a great kisser, I didnt want to stop. He broke the kiss, and looked at me with those goregous eyes again, and said "If you think I kiss good, you should see what else I can do with my tounge."
To be continued.
(Hope this one isn't too rushed like my last one, I typed it out, got erased, and then I just whipped it out (HAHAHA), in like 15 min. Sorry to disappoint you guys)
- but I am curious to know.
