Brian and I had been friends for a long time, back before high school. We shared lots of interests, including basketball, and both were lucky and tall enough to make both the Jr. Varsity and the Varisty teams. To say that we were close was an understatement.
There wasn't much time left in our senior year, and I wanted him to know how I felt before it was over and we went off to college. My original plan was to tell him a month ago on my 18th birthday, but for some reason I hesitated. Now I had decided that tonight, the day he made 18, would be the perfect time to tell him. I didn't know how he would react, but my gut told me he'd be ok with it. So tonight would be the night. I just didn't know when.
Leaning against the rail of the deck watching the moon rise, I suddenly felt his shoulder touch mine and he leaned against me some. Nothing unusual, but this time I put my arm around his waist and pulled him close. He turned and looked at me, and the light caught his green eyes, and I just stared. They told me he had the same feelings I did, so I took the chance and moved my face close to his. His face met me half-way, and our lips touched. We kissed gently and then backed up a bit and looked at each other. His arms went around my back, and he pulled me to him, and we fell into a deep open-mouth kiss.
It was electric for me, had never felt like this kissing a guy or girl before. Who knows how long it lasted, but finally I felt his lips close and he whispered, "I've been wanting to do that for so long." "Me too", was all I could say, and I slid my arms down around his firm butt and pulled him closer. He responded by pulling my chest against his and again out lips crushed against each other's, tongues dancing together. He had me pinned against the deck railing, grinding his crotch against mine, both of us now with swollen dicks. I could feel my precum making a wet spot in my briefs, and knew that it wouldn't be long before it soaked through my jeans.
Suddenly he stopped and pulled his face back from mine. I started to panic that he was going to quit, that he was afraid to do what we both wanted to do. Then he smiled and said in a low voice, "You know we should go up to my room and get naked."
I chuckled and said, "Good idea, I need to get out of the jeans."
His hand slipped down and gripped my stiff bulge as he said, "Yeah, we need to let this free."