Summer with Eric

Chapter Three: Comparing

The door creaks open and Eric walks through with his towel tied low around his hips. Droplets of water slide off his collarbone and down his sides before settling in the V-line of his abs. His body is so incredible and I'm having a hard time trying to uncross the wires of wanting to be him or to be with him. I'm again so lost in my own thoughts of his body that I don't realize he is saying something.

"Dude you're up," he waves his hands in front of my face to snap me out of my stare.

"Oh shit, sorry that weed has me thinking way too much."

"Oh yeah? About what? Trying to finally go all the way with Jen?"

"Tonight could be the night man," I say crossing my fingers for luck. "I mean I'd even settle for a blowjob again, she's got a magic mouth."

"Ahh that's not even fair, I'm actually dating Amy and she barely sucks my dick," he says faking distress.

"Guess I'm lucky. Maybe I just have a nicer looking dick than you, one that girls actually wanna put their mouth on," I tease back.

"I've seen that thing and I don't think it's any better looking than mine," he says matter-of-factly.

"You stealing glances of it in the locker room huh?" I ask.

"I mean c'mon every guy's eyes wander around to see how he compares."

"Yeah you're right. Hard to compare with just a quick glance though." I notice the bulge behind the towel has grown a bit since we've been talking about blowjobs and getting lucky and my own dick hasn't fully deflated since I was sniffing his musky clothes.

"Alright whip yours out and I'll drop my towel and we can see how we measure up then."

I stare at his expression trying to decide if he's being serious or just messing around with me. "Yeah lemme just get my buttons undone," I reply mockingly.

"I have less to undo," he says as he drops his towel. So this confirms he was, in fact, serious about comparing. His dick bounces up slightly and settles back down to a lower angle. He's a bit hard but not at full mast. I stand up and drop my shorts and underwear and my dick springs up harder than his as I'm reaching full boner.

"That sex talk got you a bit stiff there buddy," he says pointing at my cock.

"Hey you don't look totally soft there either man," I say pointing back.

"You're right, truth is weed makes me pretty horny and I was also rubbing it a bit in the shower anyways. I need to fuck Amy so bad tonight man or I'm gonna go crazy." His dick inflates more and starts to point up.

"I do too. Well not Amy, but hopefully Jen. Alright man come a bit closer and we can see who actually has the nicer dick."

He walks over to me, his cock bouncing with each step. He stops about a foot in front of me and our dicks are nearly touching. He looks up at me and stares at my eyes for a second. I notice the length of his dark eyelashes and how they stand out against his hazel eyes. His dark eyebrows make his eyes pop and I truly realize how attractive my best friend is. His voice pulls me from my own head again.

"Yeah I think mine is a little bit longer but I think yours might be thicker. Our heads look kinda similar though. I don't think either one is more or less ugly than the other. Almost twin dicks I'd say," he says as he pats my shoulder. "Can I grab it?" he asks.

"Oh uh... do you think it would be awkward," I reply trying to hide my interest.

"I don't think so, I just wanna see if yours actually is thicker."

"Okay, sure you can touch it."

He reaches his hand out and takes a hold of my rock hard cock. He opens and closes it a couple times around it, as if trying to get a good feel of its dimensions. He makes a cup with his hand and holds the bottom side to check the weight. My insides are screaming and I don't think I've ever been so turned on in my life.

"Yeah man, I definitely think yours is thicker. Grab mine and see for yourself," he tells me.

My hand immediately shoots out and grabs his hard dick, maybe a bit too eagerly. His dick is only slightly thinner than mine and probably half an inch longer. But overall we have very similar dicks. I notice how he keeps his pubic hair. Similar to most of the guys on the team he leaves it fairly hairy, not totally out of control but definitely a bit of dark black hair all around his cock leading up to his happy trail. I also notice his balls, they're big and heavy and seemed to be in need of release. They're covered in a light dusting of hair that continues down his legs. I squeeze his dick a few more times and I swear I heard a moan escape his lips. His hand is still on my dick too and I sense a bit of precum is going to leak out soon. He looks up at me and stares into my eyes again and slightly leans in.

"ERIC SWEETIE ARE YOU HOME?" his mom yells from downstairs.

We both jump and our hands drop from each other's dicks. "Fuck man you better take a shower now and I'll get dressed, it's already eight and Derek said come over around nine."

"Yeah good plan," I say through the lump in my throat worrying I might've messed up our friendship. I take my socks off and walk towards the bathroom door. He grabs my shoulder and spins me around.

"And don't jerk off in there, you need to save the juice for Jen," he says winking at me as he grabs his balls.

A wave of relief rushes through me knowing he's still himself and not seeming regretful. I turn the shower on and my mind is racing. "Was he about to kiss me?" I wonder. "Did he get as turned on by that as I did?" So many questions flood my mind and I'm left wondering if these feelings for my friend will stop or if they'll develop into something uncontrollable inside me.

"It's gonna be a long night," I say to myself.

Chapter Four: The Party Pt: 1

At around 9:30 PM, Eric and I hopped out of his truck and walked up the path to Derek's house. There were a few people chatting and drinking some beer outside on the porch and the familiar noise of a party coming from inside the house. I stole a glance at Eric before we walked in and a warm sensation spread throughout my body. "This is seriously fucking with my head," I thought to myself.

"You ready?" he turned me to and asks.

"As I'll ever be."

Upon opening the door the smell of weed and alcohol drifted into my nose. It was mixed with the smell of hairspray and aftershave. The mixture of smells were comforting and I thought about how this is the last summer before we leave high school and move on to our real lives. Eric spots Amy, Jennifer, and Heather and walks over to them with me close behind.

"What's up babe?" he says as he kisses her cheek.

"Hi sweetie, you look so handsome tonight," she replied loudly. And she wasn't lying. Eric was wearing nice pants that hugged his ass so nicely, the ass I was fantasizing about a few hours ago. His button up shirt was open at the top and his chest hair was peeking out slightly.

"Woah and you've already had some drinks huh?" he asks her laughing.

"Me and the girls got started a little earlier," she whispers and leans in for a kiss.

Watching them kiss made me angry. I've always been jealous of guys with hot girlfriends before, but this is the first time I'm actually jealous of the girl getting to be with the hot guy. The hot guy that's also my best friend. The one who had his hand on my cock a few hours ago and mine on his.

He broke the kiss and looked at me. "Let's go get something to drink." He grabbed my shoulders and walked me towards the counter with the drinks.

"I was hoping she wouldn't drink too much tonight, she really gets on my nerves when she's too drunk."

"Well, only way to deal with someone drunk is to get drunk yourself," I reply.

"Yeah, you're right, let's get started."

We both crack a beer and chug and then do the same thing with three more back to back.

"Whew that's a good start right there," he says laughing. We begin talking without having the slightest clue of the time that's passed. We slowly but surely make our way to one of the couches throughout our time talking, drinking several more beers as time passes. I'm feeling the beer start to cloud my brain a little bit and I can tell Eric is feeling the same way watching his blinks slow down.

"Hey man, I was gonna tell you before we left my house, but you look really great tonight." He reaches out and touches my hair. "I've always been jealous of your hair color, my black hair is so boring, the blond looks good on you.

"Nah man I dig your hair, makes your features stand out so well. And I mean look at you, you always look great," I say earnestly.

"Aw man stop trying to butter me up to get in my pants," he says winking.

"What's going on over here?" Amy says as she sits on Eric's lap.

"Nothing, just talking a little bit with Charlie."

"Just a little bit? It's been an hour and a half. You left me babe! I wanna spend time with my boyfriend and you're just over here talking to Charlie, who you see all that time," Amy points at me, slurring her words.

"Amy calm down, I see you a lot too. Sometimes I just wanna talk about guy stuff and not listen to you complain about what other girls are doing or about how mad your mom makes you," he replied back with anger.

Amy looks stunned and embarrassed and yells, "Fuck you Eric, I listen to you whine about how tough football is and how tough your dad is on you." Tears well in her eyes and she runs up the stairs and I hear a door slam.

Eric gets up and run towards her. "Amy wait! I didn't mean it, don't cry." His voice fades out as he continues up the stairs.

Jennifer looks at me and I look back at her. She sits on the couch next to me and exhales loudly. "Well, that was awkward," she says.

"Yeah, alcohol and arguments are never ideal, but what's a good party without a fight," I laugh.

"That's true. And with them you never know if you're gonna get lovey dovey or a fight. Lately, they've been bickering all the time. And when he's not around it's just Amy talking my ear off about little things he does to annoy her."

"Yeah, that's the same thing that Eric does. But oh well what can ya do? It's something they need to figure out on their own."

"Maybe they should just break up," she says.

I immediately feel slightly guilty for wanting them to break up so she won't have him anymore. They're happy enough together and I don't wanna see either of them sad, but how am I gonna explore these feelings if I have guilt in my head about him cheating on Amy with me. "I'm getting ahead of myself", I think, "that thing earlier was probably just a one time thing."

"Yeah, I mean if they'd be happier off alone or with someone else," I finally reply. "Anyways enough about those two, how have you been?"

"I've been great, having a lot of lake days with the girls and trying to enjoy my summer before we get trapped in school Hell again." I laugh and then she laughs, her white teeth sparkling. "I wanted to tell you how good you looked when you guys walked in, but I didn't seem to have any time, and I was a little nervous," she says quietly.

"You're always so sweet Jen," I brush her hair behind her ear and lean in for a kiss. She kisses me back and it feels nice, at first. Then I start imagining I'm kissing Eric, imagining how his mustache would feel against my mouth. Imagining the smell of his aftershave by my face and grabbing his amazing ass. I feel myself start to get hard and Jen breaks the kiss.

"Should we go find a room?" she asks seductively.

"I think we should," I smile back.

Suddenly, a door slams from upstairs and Amy runs downstairs, her eyes flowing like a river. She runs to the door and Jen jumps off the couch. "I should probably go with her," she says apologetically.

"Yeah good idea, I should go check on Eric too, see you around," I reply.

I slyly tuck my hard cock into my waistband and start to walk up the stairs, thinking a million thoughts a minute about what could've happened. I walk up to the only closed door on the second level and grab the knob.

"Here we go," I say under my breath.