I (M22) just got back from my annual discord friend meetup a bit ago so I figured I’d make this while the memory is fresh. Sorry for the rambling I’m still shocked about everything.
To start, I’m 5’9 with a pretty decent build ig. Big butt, broad shoulders, a bit more tummy than i’d prefer, and slightly past shoulder length brown hair. I always knew I was a little different from most boys growing up, but it didn’t really make sense until recently. I thought it was normal to think about other boys the same way I thought about girls which, it is, but you know what I mean. It wasn’t until I met my friend who I’ll call M (22 as well) that I knew for sure.
I’ve known M for a good 4ish years now. We met through a mutual friend after being dogshit at Destiny 2, and an absentminded friend request on discord. They’re about 6’1 with chin length curly hair and a pretty lanky build overall. Very nerdy about pokemon (which i definitely tease them for), really good at playing bass, and gay. They also love to tease me, which always makes me feel weird (read: subby)
Every summer my friend group (me, M, and 7 other people) all meet up together. One of their parents has a spare house that we use while we’re there and there’s plenty of rooms for people. This year however, 2 rooms were under renovation, meaning that 2 of us would have to share a room for the week. Since the rest of my friends are overwhelmingly straight they all shuddered at the idea, naturally that just left me and M (who I’d already been developing a crush on for the past few months).
M’s kinda weird. Not in any meaningful way but up until our vacation they’ve always been pretty flirty with me. Not enough to be noticed by others but you can just sorta tell. I asked them why they were doing that and was told that I was just paranoid and that “you’d know if I was flirting with you”. Obviously that only planted the seed of paranoia even deeper.
Cut to the first night. Everyone had showered already, and were sitting in the common room watching youtube on the TV. I had on an XL band tee and some lame pj bottoms. Everyone but M. I asked where they had gone since I didn’t see them out there and they told me that M was probably in bed because of a headache or “some other gay thing”. Noted. I made my way upstairs to our room to get something from my bag. The door was cracked, letting out the smallest sliver of lamplight. For reasons unknown, I had become filled with dread. Since I didn’t hear any noise on the other side and dared not peek, I slowly pushed the door open, expecting to see my friend snoozing.
They were not snoozing. Not even close. Before me was one of my closest friends jacking off in our shared bed. I let out a flustered squeak and closed the door before running to the back porch. I needed to collect my thoughts. Was that real? Did I ruin my friendship? And why oh why did I have a painfully hard boner? I sat there for what felt like hours, but was likely less than 5 minutes before getting a buzz from my phone.
Discord
M: you can come back in dude
My heart was in my throat at this point. All these conflicting emotions, some good some bad, and he really wanted me to go back to the bedroom? “Sure” I thought out loud. Approaching the door, I knocked softly and was met by a vague “come in” noise. M was still lying in bed, now thankfully covered by sheets. I had no idea what to say or even think, it’s really embarrassing but I just sorta stared at them with my almost-teary doe eyes. They picked up on my extremely apparent anxiety and told me to relax and that everything was fine, I hadn’t ruined anything. Immediately the tension in my chest subsided, however it was replaced by a slightly more pressing feeling that I hadn’t felt before.
I was still basically frozen at this point, until they grabbed my hand with both of theirs and started rubbing their thumb on the back of my palm. That immediately brought me back to reality, with the unfortunate side effect of blushing like an idiot. Partly because they held my hand, but mostly because I felt the slight slickness of precum they were inadvertently spreading around on my hand. I think we both realized it at the same time, me turning red and them pulling their hand back quickly. A brief moment of silence fell between us as I came up with something, anything to say. All I managed to say was “want help?” in the most pathetic way possible.
M, always one to keep me on my toes, started laughing at me. At first I was almost upset but quickly realized they were just teasing like usual. “Do you even know what to do?” they whispered with a smile. I told them to shut up and that I definitely knew what to do (a lie, I’ve never done anything with another penis before), before being prompted to pull back the blanket. My heartbeat was in my ears and, the emotion I was unsure about crystallized into horniness to the point of being dizzy. The anticipation was killing me. I pulled gently, revealing a soft maroon head, with a sizable bead of precum pooling on their stomach. More, and a firm shaft came into view. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had never seen another penis in person before, let alone one attached to my best friend. Overall it stood no more than 5 inches (the best size imo), with a juicy head and a perfectly sized shaft.
Once I cleared my thoughts I asked if I could touch it. A silly thought in hindsight but always good to do. The second their head began to nod I took my pjs off, laid down beside them and started stroking it. Feeling someone else’s cock twitch and pulse in response to my touch was genuinely hypnotic. I asked how I was doing and got a soft moan in response, so I must’ve been doing something right. After a minute or two of doing this I noticed a pretty big blob of precum coming out, and after this point I was just following my instincts.
I lowered my head and parted my lips and tongue just enough to allow his head in, and in a swift motion sucked it off. M twitched hard and let out a yelp. “Dude did you just suck it?” I laughed a little and said “yeah I don’t want my hand to be sticky”. The look in his eyes practically begged me to keep going, and my body moved on its own. I gently opened my mouth, making sure to cover my teeth, and slowly slid down on his cock. It pulsed and twitched inside me. I had never been this horny in my entire life. After getting used to the sensation of having something in my mouth, I started going up and down. Gripping the lower portion of the shaft with one hand and keeping the rest, including that plump head, in my now much more wet mouth. Any trace of coherent thought was completely gone. Nothing else seemed to matter except M’s steadily leaking cock, and my now ravenous desire to keep going. M shuddered and writhed on the bed as my tongue slowly circled their head. Admittedly it was pretty clumsy since I had never done this before but I figured it’s the thought that counts.
I was so fixated on sucking their cock that I barely heard M telling me they were close. I tried throating just because, and to our delight I managed to take it all the way to the base, gagging only a little. That made M moan loud enough that I was almost worried we’d get caught. I resumed what I was doing earlier and after a couple minutes I heard M whimper and could taste more precum. They told me to stop and that they wanted to cum on their stomach but I shook my head and kept going, speeding up slightly. I saw their toes curling and heard their breathing get shaky. I knew it was coming. I got one last meek “bro im gonna” from M before it happened. Powerful throbs filled my mouth as I tried to focus on keeping it all inside. M was in heaven, head thrown back, chest hitching and toes curled. All I could think was “this is where I belong”. M regained their composure slightly and told me I could spit if I wanted to, but I squeezed the rest out and audibly swallowed everything, sticking my tongue out to prove it.
M looked like a crumpled tissue. Completely worn out and on the verge of sleep. I was the exact opposite. I wanted more. More twitches more cum. Clearly I’d have to wait till later for that. I looked between my legs and only now noticed the large precum puddle on the sheet below my tip. Something for later, I figured. I felt especially brave and gave M a peck on the lips before putting my pants back on. I slid into bed and turned off the lamp, the last thing I heard before drifting off was M’s contented breathing.
A lot more happened on this vacation, so let me know if you want a part 2 or update or something. Thx for reading