Hard. It was hard to think that my Best Friend's brother who I've known for 15 years was gay. It was hard realizing how similar his little brother, my best friend, my... secret love, looked in comparison. It was hard during the sleepover when I stood in their kitchen and stroked it, first to the erotic dream I had of my friend. It remained hard when his brother caught me. It was still hard when he offered to help. It was hard as it penetrated the ass of the older sibling who moaned out his little brother's best friend's name. It only got soft after it emptied itself inside his ass. But the hard part was... well... I needed to reflect on the day in order to help decide the last hard part.
I had just arrived at my best friend Trent's place that morning, a mere seventeen hours prior. We were both 21 year olds who planned on getting shitfaced all week and having a damn good time. It was going to be mostly just us. Sure we'd have some other friends over but it was just him and I... and Michael, Trent's older brother.
Michael and Trent lived together and have now for... 8 days. Michael got kicked out of their parents house after coming out to them and the rest of the family. Having grown up in a time where being part of the LGBTQ community was a normal thing, it didn't faze us. His parents who are from a different time period weren't so understanding. After that he was kicked out but immediately welcomed into Trent's apartment.
I felt bad for Michael. He didn't deserve the hate he got. I also felt kinda responsible because it was my coming out of being bisexual to my friends and family that helped motivate him. Unlike my parents who still loved me and had no issue with my sexual orientation, his parents did. I hadn't seen him since before he came out but I knew I would see him and I would talk to him and see how he's doing.
It was great seeing my friend after a long semester and we hugged and started making our usual jokes and banter. He told me how his girlfriend will probably come over in a couple days and hangout with us and I told him no problem. He said that since Michael was taking up the guest room that I had to sleep in the living room. I had no problem with that. He told me to get comfortable and that he needed to go shower.
As I was setting my stuff down I noticed Michael who was watching TV on one of the couches. We hadn't noticed each other till I was in the room. "Hey Michael." I said with a slight smile and a short wave. "Joey!" Michael said standing up. He walked over to me and pulled me into a hug while saying "How have you been man?" I accepted the out of character hug. "I've been great, man..." As we hugged I could feel his entire body. His toned chest. His warm arms. His... hands smoothly rubbing my back? And my thighs felt his thighs. They were behind sweatshorts, no underwear. And they felt something... kinda hard?
'Shake those thoughts out of your head Joe, he's your best friend's brother for god's sake. Stop thinking about it too hard.' My conscience told me. "How about you Mike?" I said leaving the hug. I was kinda sad feeling his hand leave my back. "How's life?" Michael walked back and sat back down and said with a fading smile "It's mostly been good. It's nice living life with all of that pressure on my shoulders. And I'm not living with the old folks anymore so I have more freedom now." Michael said, getting sad.
"Yeah I heard about what happened." I said, sitting down next to him. I noticed he was starting to cry. This time I pulled him into a hug and started rubbing and patting his back. I said soothingly into his ear "Hey, hey hey, you don't need to cry. Shhh, everything is going to workout. You didn't do anything wrong. And I want you to know that what you did was a great thing. It's hard to come out, especially to your parents. They might not be understanding now but give it some time. They'll come around." His tears started to stop and he looked up at me.
"Th..thank you Joey. It's been a hard time but I'm gonna get through this." Michael said. "That's the spirit." I said, my left hand falling to his thigh, the same one that had his soft cock lying on, which I was now touching. I also now noticed my cock was hard and his knee was pressing into it. We didn't say anything about it as we stared into each other's eyes with our heads close together. "You know, it was your coming out that helped me." Michael said, leaning in a little. "Yeah I heard about that. Glad I could help you." I replied, also leaning in.
"Yeah," He said.
"Yeah." I said.
We got closer... and closer.. until our lips brushed each other.
"I'm done in the shower!" Trent said walking towards the living room. Before our lips fully connected, we pushed apart onto opposite couch ends. Trent turned the corner in his towel and asked "How's it going on here? What are you two up to?" "Uh we're just watching some TV." I quickly replied. "Well finish up your show. I wanna school you two in some smash brothers." Trent said walking away.
After he left there was an awkward silence between Michael and I. I excused myself to the bathroom and went to the second bathroom down the hall. I closed and locked the door, lifted the toilet seat, pulled my pants down and started beating off. I couldn't believe what just almost happened. I can't believe I almost got carried away with making out with my BFB. It was scary but it was also erotic and sexy. I felt just a bit of his lips but it was enough to know I wanna feel them again.
