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Straight Best Friends
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Blueboy369
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Continue, Part X
So I got of his truck and watched him drive away before I went inside the gym and worked out. I worked out hard and fast. I was excited about the possibility of us talking. I went to work and actually played out everything I wanted to talk about…Played out what I thought he was going to talk about. The day seem to drag because of the anticipation I was feeling. I also had this fear of him not showing up. Would he be there or would he not? So at 6pm, I walked out of the building and I looked for his truck. I felt deflated, I walked down the side walk and there he was. Sitting in the truck, waiting. I smiled. I thought my heart was going to jump for my chest. He smiled at and I walked over to his truck to the passenger side and he leaned over and unlocked the door. It was an old truck. One of those kind with one long seat. So I got in and sat on my side, my bag in the middle of us. Do you want to get something to eat, he asked me and I said sure? So we drove to our favorite spot, Coney Island. After we at we drove around and talked. He told me what was going on with him, he was still living with his friend, and was dating and old/new girlfriend. I told him what I had been doing and we talk about working out and how well I looked and how my body had changed. He said, “You look good” and I smiled at him and then looked out window for a moment as we drove around. My head was spinning with things to say, but waiting to say them. I wasn’t sure if it was the right time or not. We drove around town and I became aware of where we were heading. We were going to the river. Shit was he going to kick my butt and then dump in the water. LOL….I did think that for a second. We went down to this area where we could park and he got out first and I followed, and we walked around talking. Nothing serious just more catching up on things. We stopped at this area that had a wall and a areas to sit, and there was no one around and he sat down in front of me. I sat down, and looked at him. He spoke first. “Man I am sorry, I shouldn’t have pulled away from you, like I did.” He looked at me and I focused on his green eyes and they seem to burn right through me. I said, “it’s okay.” For a second I thought to myself, is that it? You not going to say anything more…I said well you did sort of leave me high and dry, just kind of blowing in the wind. We went down to this area where we could park and he got out first and I followed, and we walked around talking. Nothing serious just more catching up on things. We stopped at this area that had a wall and a areas to sit, and there was no one around and he sat down in front of me. I sat down, and looked at him. He spoke first. “Man I am sorry, I shouldn’t have pulled away from you, like I did.” He looked at me and I focused on his green eyes and they seem to burn right through me. I said, “it’s okay.” For a second I thought to myself, is that it? You not going to say anything more…I said well you did sort of leave me high and dry, just kind of blowing in the wind. He bowed his head and said again. “I am sorry” He looked up and I could see that he meant it. I could see that he felt guilty about everything. The desire to run to him and grab him and hug him tight was boiling inside me. I stood there and just smiled my big smile at him and said, really it is okay…. I just was happy to have him back in my life and he had apologized for his actions. But I know what you guys are thinking. Would I admit my part in it? Would I open Pandora’s Box? I decide that right now wasn’t the best time for that. We had just talked, it was the first step to us getting back to being best friends again. We left from down at the river and he drove me back home. We talked like we always did for years and years. We were best friend again and really felt like no time had gone between us. I told him where I lived and he said that I was about a mile from where he lived so it would be easy to come by and hang out. He pulled in a parking spot and we continued conversing. I really didn’t want this to end. We both were happy. I did notice that he turned off his engine and my mind did race. Should i invite him up....Should I offer him a massage... I pushed back those desires, I didn’t want to do something that would mess this up. It was almost 11pm and it didn’t seem like time went by that fast. He said he had to work early, get up at 4am…. So I got out of the truck and he did also. He walked around to my side where I was about to step up on the curb and grabbed my arm to stop me from walking forward. He looked at me and I looked up at him. Remember I am a few inches shorter than he…He said, “Thanks man, Thanks for listen, thanks for talking and thanks for hanging out.” I said I was really glad that we did this, and that I missed him. I was looking into his eyes; to see what his response would be. He looked at me said he missed me and then felt his arms around me. Oh man, I missed this, He was so strong, so much bigger than me that he just seemed to wrap around me. I always felt safe around him, and anytime that he did hug me, it just seemed magical. I wrapped my arms around him as hard as I could. I felt the desire in me swell up again. Feeling his muscled back under my hands, and he made the comment of how muscled I had become. And patted me on the back and let me go. I stood there for second, and he bent down picked up my bag and handed to me. “Let’s do something this weekend, “he said, “Of course,” I said trying to push my excitement back. “I will call you tomorrow,” if that is okay, he said. “Sure, dude, call me whenever you want.” I smiled at him and he smiled back. Alright man. I said, because I had the feeling that we would be out here all night if one of us didn’t move it forward. It was that sort of feeling like neither one of us wanted to say good-night. Goodnight and get some sleep, he said and turned to walk to his side of the trunk and he got inside. I walked toward my apartment and several times looked back, he sat there for a second. I knew what he was doing. He has a protective nature about him and he was going to make sure I got inside okay. I opened my door and turned and waved at him, and smiled he smiled back and me and started his truck and I went inside and shut my door. I did look out my curtain in time to see him back up and drive away…. I went to bed that night happier than I had ever really been…I was content because that part of me, that piece of my puzzle that was missing, was back in my life……….
To continue……………
BTW, guys’ thanks for sticking with me………
So I got of his truck and watched him drive away before I went inside the gym and worked out. I worked out hard and fast. I was excited about the possibility of us talking. I went to work and actually played out everything I wanted to talk about…Played out what I thought he was going to talk about. The day seem to drag because of the anticipation I was feeling. I also had this fear of him not showing up. Would he be there or would he not? So at 6pm, I walked out of the building and I looked for his truck. I felt deflated, I walked down the side walk and there he was. Sitting in the truck, waiting. I smiled. I thought my heart was going to jump for my chest. He smiled at and I walked over to his truck to the passenger side and he leaned over and unlocked the door. It was an old truck. One of those kind with one long seat. So I got in and sat on my side, my bag in the middle of us. Do you want to get something to eat, he asked me and I said sure? So we drove to our favorite spot, Coney Island. After we at we drove around and talked. He told me what was going on with him, he was still living with his friend, and was dating and old/new girlfriend. I told him what I had been doing and we talk about working out and how well I looked and how my body had changed. He said, “You look good” and I smiled at him and then looked out window for a moment as we drove around. My head was spinning with things to say, but waiting to say them. I wasn’t sure if it was the right time or not. We drove around town and I became aware of where we were heading. We were going to the river. Shit was he going to kick my butt and then dump in the water. LOL….I did think that for a second. We went down to this area where we could park and he got out first and I followed, and we walked around talking. Nothing serious just more catching up on things. We stopped at this area that had a wall and a areas to sit, and there was no one around and he sat down in front of me. I sat down, and looked at him. He spoke first. “Man I am sorry, I shouldn’t have pulled away from you, like I did.” He looked at me and I focused on his green eyes and they seem to burn right through me. I said, “it’s okay.” For a second I thought to myself, is that it? You not going to say anything more…I said well you did sort of leave me high and dry, just kind of blowing in the wind. We went down to this area where we could park and he got out first and I followed, and we walked around talking. Nothing serious just more catching up on things. We stopped at this area that had a wall and a areas to sit, and there was no one around and he sat down in front of me. I sat down, and looked at him. He spoke first. “Man I am sorry, I shouldn’t have pulled away from you, like I did.” He looked at me and I focused on his green eyes and they seem to burn right through me. I said, “it’s okay.” For a second I thought to myself, is that it? You not going to say anything more…I said well you did sort of leave me high and dry, just kind of blowing in the wind. He bowed his head and said again. “I am sorry” He looked up and I could see that he meant it. I could see that he felt guilty about everything. The desire to run to him and grab him and hug him tight was boiling inside me. I stood there and just smiled my big smile at him and said, really it is okay…. I just was happy to have him back in my life and he had apologized for his actions. But I know what you guys are thinking. Would I admit my part in it? Would I open Pandora’s Box? I decide that right now wasn’t the best time for that. We had just talked, it was the first step to us getting back to being best friends again. We left from down at the river and he drove me back home. We talked like we always did for years and years. We were best friend again and really felt like no time had gone between us. I told him where I lived and he said that I was about a mile from where he lived so it would be easy to come by and hang out. He pulled in a parking spot and we continued conversing. I really didn’t want this to end. We both were happy. I did notice that he turned off his engine and my mind did race. Should i invite him up....Should I offer him a massage... I pushed back those desires, I didn’t want to do something that would mess this up. It was almost 11pm and it didn’t seem like time went by that fast. He said he had to work early, get up at 4am…. So I got out of the truck and he did also. He walked around to my side where I was about to step up on the curb and grabbed my arm to stop me from walking forward. He looked at me and I looked up at him. Remember I am a few inches shorter than he…He said, “Thanks man, Thanks for listen, thanks for talking and thanks for hanging out.” I said I was really glad that we did this, and that I missed him. I was looking into his eyes; to see what his response would be. He looked at me said he missed me and then felt his arms around me. Oh man, I missed this, He was so strong, so much bigger than me that he just seemed to wrap around me. I always felt safe around him, and anytime that he did hug me, it just seemed magical. I wrapped my arms around him as hard as I could. I felt the desire in me swell up again. Feeling his muscled back under my hands, and he made the comment of how muscled I had become. And patted me on the back and let me go. I stood there for second, and he bent down picked up my bag and handed to me. “Let’s do something this weekend, “he said, “Of course,” I said trying to push my excitement back. “I will call you tomorrow,” if that is okay, he said. “Sure, dude, call me whenever you want.” I smiled at him and he smiled back. Alright man. I said, because I had the feeling that we would be out here all night if one of us didn’t move it forward. It was that sort of feeling like neither one of us wanted to say good-night. Goodnight and get some sleep, he said and turned to walk to his side of the trunk and he got inside. I walked toward my apartment and several times looked back, he sat there for a second. I knew what he was doing. He has a protective nature about him and he was going to make sure I got inside okay. I opened my door and turned and waved at him, and smiled he smiled back and me and started his truck and I went inside and shut my door. I did look out my curtain in time to see him back up and drive away…. I went to bed that night happier than I had ever really been…I was content because that part of me, that piece of my puzzle that was missing, was back in my life……….
To continue……………
BTW, guys’ thanks for sticking with me………
Ok so now you got me hooked on your story too, i just randomly ran into it tonight and absolutely couldn't stop reading it,
its getting good, really really good
i really cant wait for your next installment
its getting good, really really good
i really cant wait for your next installment
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I feel like you are telling my story. So similar so far. Thanks for sharing.
Part XI, Continue…
So now that my live is complete, whole again. I was happy. And true to form he and I just picked up right back where we left off. We hung out as much as we could after work, on the weekends and it was great having the duo back together. However, there was now an added wrinkle. The duo was becoming a trio. My buddy had also a new friend, his roommate…. He was the third wheel so to speak, and boy was he ever. One thing about me and my best friend. We here like hand in glove, and sometimes others just never seem to fit in between us. Girlfriends broke up with both of us because of our closeness, even though we never purposely choose each other over our girlfriends or anything like that. The bond we shared was extremely close and personal. We never thought that it was something was really evident to others around us.
I knew about my sexual desires and my attraction to men. I am equally attracted to women, it is what it is with that and I accepted it. Once someone I knew, someone at my church no doubt, thought that even at the age of 17 my buddy and I were gay. We were at a function for youth kids, anyone who has ever gone to church knows those things. So we all sitting in this persons living room and my buddy was on the couch. I was one of the last to come in. I stood there looking for a place to sit and looking for him, the room was packed, so I just decided to stand when I noticed my buddy motioning for me to come sit by him on the couch but there was no place to sit. So he patted his leg welcoming me to sit on his lap and I did. In full view of all these people, I did. It didn’t seem weird or dirty or even freaky. At that time, I wasn’t fully aware of my sexual attraction to him at all. We were just best friends. After the event one of the youth directors said he wanted to talk to me and offered to give me a ride home. Now he had a lot of kids with him, giving them all a ride home…I told my buddy that I was going to ride home with this person and off I went. I sat up front in his van and there were about 10 girls and boys there. I wondered what he wanted to talk to me about…Had I done something wrong. I waited and waited and watched each kid get out of the van at their houses. Finally, it was just he and I. He made a stop at a store and I got a soda and we drove down the road. I did notice that this road was dark and out of the way and I wondered what was going on. He pulled over into a parking lot where the businesses were closed. I said that I had to pee really bad and I hopped out the van to piss. When I got back in he was there waiting for me. No sooner that I had the door closed he had his hands on me. He grabbed my crotch. Now he was about 25 and I was 17. I didn’t know what to, how to react or anything. I had not had any experiences at that time. I pushed him a way and yelled at him to stop and asked him what he was doing. I sat back in the seat, and adjust myself, and he said to me. “I thought you were that way.” What way is that I shot back. I was mad and getting upset about this He said he thought I like guys. “My head spun around at these questions. What did he see? Why was he asking these questions? He said well you were sitting on Adam’s lap (that is not my buddies real name. I am just tired of saying buddy. ) and you guys looked a little too comfortable. I shot back at him. “That didn’t mean anything, there was no other place to sit.” He said, it just looked like something more than just that. He left it alone, I told him to take me home and started the van and we drove off. I asked him to pull into the store. He did and I got of the van and told him that I was not getting in the van with him that I would call someone for a ride… He drove off…. I called Adam and asked him to come get me. What would I say to him? He was there as fast as he could get there…. He drove me home and I didn’t say anything about what had happened. I didn’t tell him that I was sexually assaulted. As stupid as this sounds I was more interested in what my youth director saw, than telling anyone what happened. After that was when I was more aware of my actions around him…. I suppose that one incident struck the match that lit the flame inside me and turned on the light about my connection with Adam.
Anyways, I tried to be accommodating with Adam and his new buddy. But he and I were like oil and water, we never mixed. I was one side of Adam and he was on the other, and he didn’t like the fact that I was even there at all and I knew it. I could feel it. Every time I was around he always had this attitude of he wished I would be somewhere else. I never mentioned it to Adam, but I noticed after a while his friend seem to be less and less around. They still lived together…But he didn’t hang out with us as much. Adam still hung out with him, I didn’t want to be one of those people that would stop him from having friends, even if I didn’t like the guy.
One night Adam came by and asked if I wanted to go and get something to eat. Yea, I said and we went off to get Coney’s, our favorite food. He told me that he was going to move out, that he wanted to know if I wanted to be roommates. I don’t know who shouted it out first my brain or my mouth. But I said yes, and we sat there and made plans. I told him I wanted to move out of my apartment to a different one, a newer one. He had said that he was going to move home again, he needed to save some money. I quickly said that he could move in with me if he wanted too. But he declined at said that he really need to save some money and he and I living together at that time wouldn’t be good because he would spend all his money. I accepted that, he was always the practical one, of the two of us. I asked him when he was planning on doing this. He said actually tonight he was moving out. I asked him if his friend knew. He said yes, he knows…. He told me that they had been fighting a bit here and there, and that he was getting on his nerves and he wanted to get away from him. I asked what happened, and he said they just weren’t getting along, and that his friend had moved his girlfriend into the apartment and never asked him about it, and they would not pay bills and always ran out of money. I accepted that……We ate our food and got back into his truck. He said that he was going to go and get the rest of his things from the apartment. He had already moved most of it, but he had just clothes and things there. We pulled into his complex and he parked. I reached for the door, I wanted to help him get his things. He said, “Just stay out here, I won’t be long.” I looked at him, ‘You sure, I don’t mind helping you.” He said it was okay, it wasn’t a lot of stuff, and he would be back quick. So I sat back in the seat, I was a bit deflated about it. I wanted to see what condition he was living in. I sat there watched him walk up the stairs and go inside his apartment. I started to hear some yelling coming from his place. I knew his voice. He voice is loud and deep, and he could yell…. I really couldn’t make out what they were saying, just a bunch of shouting. I wanted to get out and help but I sat there and waited. The shouting stopped. It was just turning dark out, and I saw someone come down the stairs. It wasn’t Adam, it was his friend. He was getting something out of his car. I watched to see what he was doing…. I saw him crab something and then watched him light it. He was smoking…He turned around and looked at Adams truck. I don’t think he was aware that I was in there. He looked back at the apartment and then at me. He began walking toward me. I sat there…I wasn’t in the mood to fight, but if he wanted one I would give it one. He walked up to my side and I looked at him and I spoke first. Where is Adam? I said really fast. He responded, upstairs getting him things. Okay, I said, I kept looking at him, to react quickly if he did, but he stayed his distance from me also. I guess he thought I might do something also. He leaned against the car next to us and he just started talking about how he was sorry for being such a dick all the time. I really wasn’t listening to him much, didn’t really care about what he had to say. But one thing struck me. He said, “I am just pissed off, because I am losing my best friend.” I knew that that felt like…. I had been there; I could sympathize with him. But I wasn’t about to let him know that. I didn’t say anything else to him. He turned and walked away, because Adam was at the top of the stairs with his things, walking down. He was looking at the two of us there and I could see the anger still on his face, and the concerned. I smiled at him, just to let him know things were cool. He walked passed his friend/roommate and didn’t say anything. I watched him put his things in the back of his truck, open his door and get in. I sat there for a second looking at him. He said, “You okay.” I smiled at him almost wanting to laugh. “Are you okay.” I said…. fighting back the desire to laugh…. He said, yea and he laughed a little. “You sure…” I said, He smiled at reached over and punched me in the arm. We drove off. He said…I was surprised that you weren’t out the truck, kicking his ass. I laughed and said, you know I am more a lover and not a fighter.
He drove me home. He said he wasn’t in the mood to hang out, just wanted to get home and put up his things. I told him to call me later and he said he would and he did. I went to bed that night replaying what his roommate had said about, losing his best friend. I thought about the sadness in his voice when he said it. I also began to wonder if there was something more there that I didn’t know about…. I played with the questions of, did his friend have the same sort of feelings as I. Was he like me when it came to Adam. Was he also dancing too close to that fire……
To continue…………
So now that my live is complete, whole again. I was happy. And true to form he and I just picked up right back where we left off. We hung out as much as we could after work, on the weekends and it was great having the duo back together. However, there was now an added wrinkle. The duo was becoming a trio. My buddy had also a new friend, his roommate…. He was the third wheel so to speak, and boy was he ever. One thing about me and my best friend. We here like hand in glove, and sometimes others just never seem to fit in between us. Girlfriends broke up with both of us because of our closeness, even though we never purposely choose each other over our girlfriends or anything like that. The bond we shared was extremely close and personal. We never thought that it was something was really evident to others around us.
I knew about my sexual desires and my attraction to men. I am equally attracted to women, it is what it is with that and I accepted it. Once someone I knew, someone at my church no doubt, thought that even at the age of 17 my buddy and I were gay. We were at a function for youth kids, anyone who has ever gone to church knows those things. So we all sitting in this persons living room and my buddy was on the couch. I was one of the last to come in. I stood there looking for a place to sit and looking for him, the room was packed, so I just decided to stand when I noticed my buddy motioning for me to come sit by him on the couch but there was no place to sit. So he patted his leg welcoming me to sit on his lap and I did. In full view of all these people, I did. It didn’t seem weird or dirty or even freaky. At that time, I wasn’t fully aware of my sexual attraction to him at all. We were just best friends. After the event one of the youth directors said he wanted to talk to me and offered to give me a ride home. Now he had a lot of kids with him, giving them all a ride home…I told my buddy that I was going to ride home with this person and off I went. I sat up front in his van and there were about 10 girls and boys there. I wondered what he wanted to talk to me about…Had I done something wrong. I waited and waited and watched each kid get out of the van at their houses. Finally, it was just he and I. He made a stop at a store and I got a soda and we drove down the road. I did notice that this road was dark and out of the way and I wondered what was going on. He pulled over into a parking lot where the businesses were closed. I said that I had to pee really bad and I hopped out the van to piss. When I got back in he was there waiting for me. No sooner that I had the door closed he had his hands on me. He grabbed my crotch. Now he was about 25 and I was 17. I didn’t know what to, how to react or anything. I had not had any experiences at that time. I pushed him a way and yelled at him to stop and asked him what he was doing. I sat back in the seat, and adjust myself, and he said to me. “I thought you were that way.” What way is that I shot back. I was mad and getting upset about this He said he thought I like guys. “My head spun around at these questions. What did he see? Why was he asking these questions? He said well you were sitting on Adam’s lap (that is not my buddies real name. I am just tired of saying buddy. ) and you guys looked a little too comfortable. I shot back at him. “That didn’t mean anything, there was no other place to sit.” He said, it just looked like something more than just that. He left it alone, I told him to take me home and started the van and we drove off. I asked him to pull into the store. He did and I got of the van and told him that I was not getting in the van with him that I would call someone for a ride… He drove off…. I called Adam and asked him to come get me. What would I say to him? He was there as fast as he could get there…. He drove me home and I didn’t say anything about what had happened. I didn’t tell him that I was sexually assaulted. As stupid as this sounds I was more interested in what my youth director saw, than telling anyone what happened. After that was when I was more aware of my actions around him…. I suppose that one incident struck the match that lit the flame inside me and turned on the light about my connection with Adam.
Anyways, I tried to be accommodating with Adam and his new buddy. But he and I were like oil and water, we never mixed. I was one side of Adam and he was on the other, and he didn’t like the fact that I was even there at all and I knew it. I could feel it. Every time I was around he always had this attitude of he wished I would be somewhere else. I never mentioned it to Adam, but I noticed after a while his friend seem to be less and less around. They still lived together…But he didn’t hang out with us as much. Adam still hung out with him, I didn’t want to be one of those people that would stop him from having friends, even if I didn’t like the guy.
One night Adam came by and asked if I wanted to go and get something to eat. Yea, I said and we went off to get Coney’s, our favorite food. He told me that he was going to move out, that he wanted to know if I wanted to be roommates. I don’t know who shouted it out first my brain or my mouth. But I said yes, and we sat there and made plans. I told him I wanted to move out of my apartment to a different one, a newer one. He had said that he was going to move home again, he needed to save some money. I quickly said that he could move in with me if he wanted too. But he declined at said that he really need to save some money and he and I living together at that time wouldn’t be good because he would spend all his money. I accepted that, he was always the practical one, of the two of us. I asked him when he was planning on doing this. He said actually tonight he was moving out. I asked him if his friend knew. He said yes, he knows…. He told me that they had been fighting a bit here and there, and that he was getting on his nerves and he wanted to get away from him. I asked what happened, and he said they just weren’t getting along, and that his friend had moved his girlfriend into the apartment and never asked him about it, and they would not pay bills and always ran out of money. I accepted that……We ate our food and got back into his truck. He said that he was going to go and get the rest of his things from the apartment. He had already moved most of it, but he had just clothes and things there. We pulled into his complex and he parked. I reached for the door, I wanted to help him get his things. He said, “Just stay out here, I won’t be long.” I looked at him, ‘You sure, I don’t mind helping you.” He said it was okay, it wasn’t a lot of stuff, and he would be back quick. So I sat back in the seat, I was a bit deflated about it. I wanted to see what condition he was living in. I sat there watched him walk up the stairs and go inside his apartment. I started to hear some yelling coming from his place. I knew his voice. He voice is loud and deep, and he could yell…. I really couldn’t make out what they were saying, just a bunch of shouting. I wanted to get out and help but I sat there and waited. The shouting stopped. It was just turning dark out, and I saw someone come down the stairs. It wasn’t Adam, it was his friend. He was getting something out of his car. I watched to see what he was doing…. I saw him crab something and then watched him light it. He was smoking…He turned around and looked at Adams truck. I don’t think he was aware that I was in there. He looked back at the apartment and then at me. He began walking toward me. I sat there…I wasn’t in the mood to fight, but if he wanted one I would give it one. He walked up to my side and I looked at him and I spoke first. Where is Adam? I said really fast. He responded, upstairs getting him things. Okay, I said, I kept looking at him, to react quickly if he did, but he stayed his distance from me also. I guess he thought I might do something also. He leaned against the car next to us and he just started talking about how he was sorry for being such a dick all the time. I really wasn’t listening to him much, didn’t really care about what he had to say. But one thing struck me. He said, “I am just pissed off, because I am losing my best friend.” I knew that that felt like…. I had been there; I could sympathize with him. But I wasn’t about to let him know that. I didn’t say anything else to him. He turned and walked away, because Adam was at the top of the stairs with his things, walking down. He was looking at the two of us there and I could see the anger still on his face, and the concerned. I smiled at him, just to let him know things were cool. He walked passed his friend/roommate and didn’t say anything. I watched him put his things in the back of his truck, open his door and get in. I sat there for a second looking at him. He said, “You okay.” I smiled at him almost wanting to laugh. “Are you okay.” I said…. fighting back the desire to laugh…. He said, yea and he laughed a little. “You sure…” I said, He smiled at reached over and punched me in the arm. We drove off. He said…I was surprised that you weren’t out the truck, kicking his ass. I laughed and said, you know I am more a lover and not a fighter.
He drove me home. He said he wasn’t in the mood to hang out, just wanted to get home and put up his things. I told him to call me later and he said he would and he did. I went to bed that night replaying what his roommate had said about, losing his best friend. I thought about the sadness in his voice when he said it. I also began to wonder if there was something more there that I didn’t know about…. I played with the questions of, did his friend have the same sort of feelings as I. Was he like me when it came to Adam. Was he also dancing too close to that fire……
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Dude. Hot Story but I really do wanna know what happened between you and ur Hot Roommate pls.... Thank You. Can't wait....
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The drama is so real though! Cant wait for the update!
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Things went back to the way they were with Adam and myself. The normal of going to clubs, working out and going out on dates with girls. I never talked to him about his friend, nor did he, and he never mentioned to me anything about what happened at his parents’ house. He just seemed to move on from it and that was fine with me. I was glad to have my best friend back. For months thing just went his way, just hanging out. He started dating this girl and they were pretty serious. I liked her. We all would hang out when we could. He was working two jobs, hauling trash during the morning and delivering pizzas at night.
One night I was home at my apartment. I got off work pretty late, and was up watching TV. Around 2am someone knocked on my door, and I was shocked to look out and see him standing there. He was still in his work outfit, the red Domino’s Pizza shirt and cap. I have to admit he must have made some excellent tips when people opened their doors and saw this sexy beast standing there. I am sure there were many fantasies being played out in people’s minds. He came in and asked me what I was doing. He had never come over this late. So it was weird and I wondered what was up. He said that he wanted to talk to me. I was intrigued by that. Something was up. He wouldn’t be here at 2am if it was not important. He went to the kitchen got himself a beer, he didn’t need to ask… He had free reign here and he even had his own key. I had given him one, because he needed a place to take Rachel when they needed some alone time. It never bothered me, that he used my place like a hotel. Well it annoyed me that he would sometimes leave and not turn the lights off. LOL. He sat down on the couch next to me and said that he was planning on asking Rachel to marry him. I was shocked, “Really” I said, “this is that serious” he said “yea it is.” He told me that he had talk to his parents about it already and they approved. He wanted to see what I thought about it. Now he has always wanted to get married, ever since middle school he talked about being married and having a family, wanted to have kids at a younger age than his dad, so he could do things with them. So I wasn’t too surprised that he was talk about his. I just didn’t think she would be the one…. He has known her for a very long time, so the last 6 mo. was just more added time. We talked about it. He told me in about 2 months he was going to move away to where she lived and get an apartment and they were going to live together while she went to college. I had my concerns about that, because he was moving to be there. He told me he was excited about it, and I wasn’t going to try and burst that bubble for him. So I smiled at him, said I was happy for him and punched him in the arm. “Damn man, that hurt” he said. “You are getting stronger and so much bigger now.” I smiled and said “milk does a body good” and we both laughed. He drank his beer fast and got up to get another one. He brought out two this time and we tossed to his future marriage. We drank those down and I got up to take a piss, and when I came back out he was standing looking at some photos that I had taken. He made a comment about how good they looked and slapped me hard on the back. I slapped him back, it did sting a little, and he grabbed me, and we were off. We have wrestled so many times, slapped boxed, and all of that. So I came around my couch and we moved my coffee table and prepared for battle. I have never beat him he towers over me and outweighs me but I didn’t care. I gave it my best shot, and it gave me opportunities to have my hands in places, and his hands in places, and our bodies in positions that we normally weren’t not in. We did this for about a 30 mins or so, and at one point he had me on my knees and he was bent over trying to pin me down, or hold me in that spot. Now he had on black slacks, and my head was right in his crotch area. In fact, I couldn’t move my head because I was pressed against him. On the side of his face I could feel the weight of his dick up against me. To my surprise he was hard. “Oh Jesus” I thought to myself. He was excited, and I had never seen him like this. My body was in full excite mode. I pretended to try and wiggle away from him, but I was really just trying to put my face closer and closer to him. And in truth a part of me wanted him to let me go. I really wished that my hands were free. I had said that “Man if my hands were free, I would punch you in the nuts.” He seemed to like that I was trying rebel against him and he held me tighter. Every move he made him rub up against me more. I tried to turn my head from side to side and each time I did, I could feel his hard bulge, rack across my face, from cheek to cheek, and it was pure excitement that at times my mouth was directly on his crotch. This was insane, and it make only lasted a few minutes, but it seemed so much longer. Finally he let me go. I stood up and looked at him, both of us breathing hard. Hell I wanted to just grab him and kiss him. He looked at me and smiled, “for a while there, I thought you were going to get out of that.” He said, and punched me. I punched him back and we both laughed. The light from my dining room and TV was just enough to see him leaning against the wall and I standing there. It was too dark to make out if he was still erect or not. I was in a tail spin. He said he had to get home and thanked me for the chat and listening to me and said that he would come by tomorrow sometime…..We could do something all day if I wanted. “For Sure “ I said, he walked to the door and just as he opened the door, I slapped him on his ass and said, “see you later” He turned and looked at me and smiled, “Bitch” He said, smiled and stepped out the door. I shut the door and sat back on the couch. I was out of breath. Happy and breathing hard………… I went to sleep that night thinking I should have taken advantage of the situation and just tested the waters. But the past was the wall that I wasn’t ready to jump over……
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Things went back to the way they were with Adam and myself. The normal of going to clubs, working out and going out on dates with girls. I never talked to him about his friend, nor did he, and he never mentioned to me anything about what happened at his parents’ house. He just seemed to move on from it and that was fine with me. I was glad to have my best friend back. For months thing just went his way, just hanging out. He started dating this girl and they were pretty serious. I liked her. We all would hang out when we could. He was working two jobs, hauling trash during the morning and delivering pizzas at night.
One night I was home at my apartment. I got off work pretty late, and was up watching TV. Around 2am someone knocked on my door, and I was shocked to look out and see him standing there. He was still in his work outfit, the red Domino’s Pizza shirt and cap. I have to admit he must have made some excellent tips when people opened their doors and saw this sexy beast standing there. I am sure there were many fantasies being played out in people’s minds. He came in and asked me what I was doing. He had never come over this late. So it was weird and I wondered what was up. He said that he wanted to talk to me. I was intrigued by that. Something was up. He wouldn’t be here at 2am if it was not important. He went to the kitchen got himself a beer, he didn’t need to ask… He had free reign here and he even had his own key. I had given him one, because he needed a place to take Rachel when they needed some alone time. It never bothered me, that he used my place like a hotel. Well it annoyed me that he would sometimes leave and not turn the lights off. LOL. He sat down on the couch next to me and said that he was planning on asking Rachel to marry him. I was shocked, “Really” I said, “this is that serious” he said “yea it is.” He told me that he had talk to his parents about it already and they approved. He wanted to see what I thought about it. Now he has always wanted to get married, ever since middle school he talked about being married and having a family, wanted to have kids at a younger age than his dad, so he could do things with them. So I wasn’t too surprised that he was talk about his. I just didn’t think she would be the one…. He has known her for a very long time, so the last 6 mo. was just more added time. We talked about it. He told me in about 2 months he was going to move away to where she lived and get an apartment and they were going to live together while she went to college. I had my concerns about that, because he was moving to be there. He told me he was excited about it, and I wasn’t going to try and burst that bubble for him. So I smiled at him, said I was happy for him and punched him in the arm. “Damn man, that hurt” he said. “You are getting stronger and so much bigger now.” I smiled and said “milk does a body good” and we both laughed. He drank his beer fast and got up to get another one. He brought out two this time and we tossed to his future marriage. We drank those down and I got up to take a piss, and when I came back out he was standing looking at some photos that I had taken. He made a comment about how good they looked and slapped me hard on the back. I slapped him back, it did sting a little, and he grabbed me, and we were off. We have wrestled so many times, slapped boxed, and all of that. So I came around my couch and we moved my coffee table and prepared for battle. I have never beat him he towers over me and outweighs me but I didn’t care. I gave it my best shot, and it gave me opportunities to have my hands in places, and his hands in places, and our bodies in positions that we normally weren’t not in. We did this for about a 30 mins or so, and at one point he had me on my knees and he was bent over trying to pin me down, or hold me in that spot. Now he had on black slacks, and my head was right in his crotch area. In fact, I couldn’t move my head because I was pressed against him. On the side of his face I could feel the weight of his dick up against me. To my surprise he was hard. “Oh Jesus” I thought to myself. He was excited, and I had never seen him like this. My body was in full excite mode. I pretended to try and wiggle away from him, but I was really just trying to put my face closer and closer to him. And in truth a part of me wanted him to let me go. I really wished that my hands were free. I had said that “Man if my hands were free, I would punch you in the nuts.” He seemed to like that I was trying rebel against him and he held me tighter. Every move he made him rub up against me more. I tried to turn my head from side to side and each time I did, I could feel his hard bulge, rack across my face, from cheek to cheek, and it was pure excitement that at times my mouth was directly on his crotch. This was insane, and it make only lasted a few minutes, but it seemed so much longer. Finally he let me go. I stood up and looked at him, both of us breathing hard. Hell I wanted to just grab him and kiss him. He looked at me and smiled, “for a while there, I thought you were going to get out of that.” He said, and punched me. I punched him back and we both laughed. The light from my dining room and TV was just enough to see him leaning against the wall and I standing there. It was too dark to make out if he was still erect or not. I was in a tail spin. He said he had to get home and thanked me for the chat and listening to me and said that he would come by tomorrow sometime…..We could do something all day if I wanted. “For Sure “ I said, he walked to the door and just as he opened the door, I slapped him on his ass and said, “see you later” He turned and looked at me and smiled, “Bitch” He said, smiled and stepped out the door. I shut the door and sat back on the couch. I was out of breath. Happy and breathing hard………… I went to sleep that night thinking I should have taken advantage of the situation and just tested the waters. But the past was the wall that I wasn’t ready to jump over……
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yeah, I am but loving the story as well!
I'm always left looking forward to the next part.