Did I have enough nerve?
After all, we were in my bedroom - just the two of us. We had reached a line. Do I cross it? It had taken a long time to get here as I stood at the foot of my bed with Brian holding a tube of lubrication in his hand he just found in my bedside table. He acted shocked. The question was he really shocked?
You see, Brian was my best friend. We had known each other since High School. Initially, we attended separate colleges. But recently he had transferred to my college and was looking for a place to stay.
I had an off campus apartment and my roommate had just graduated. So inviting Brian to come over and consider being my roommate next semester made sense.
He wanted to try out for the Track and Field Team. I was on the Swim Team.
I know you're thinking the swim guys are all gay. Well, we aren't. But we are comfortable with our bodies as we are in slim suits all the time.
Brian wasn't gay either. But once after high school we jacked off together while watching a porno flick celebrating that we both were no longer young teenagers and were about to go off to college.
It started innocently enough. I saw Brian rubbing his dick through his pants half way through the sex scenes.
"Man, I've got to relieve myself. Do you mind?" He finally said.
It was the first time I had actually seen his dick. He pulled down his pants and knelt down on the floor in front of the TV. I was oblivious to the naked bodies writhing on the screen as he grabbed his hard shaft with his hand and started massaging the length of it.
It felt awkward for a second with me rubbing my own erection through my clothes as he slowly jerked off with his pants down. So I knelt down next to him and started doing the same.
He was getting into the movie. Slowly he'd massage his dick. I would glance over to watch while stroking my own erection.
Before long Brian lifted up his shirt with his other hand to give him more room. Suddenly, my heart leapt as his washboard abdomen came into view with the flickering light of the TV casting shadows of him masturbating. I hadn't been attracted to the male body to that point in my life. But every time that image appeared in my mind - I became aroused.
I remember like it was yesterday. Brian looked over and saw me staring at him masturbating. He then looked at me masturbating. His eyes drifted to my dick then back to my eyes. Slowly.
"You have a nice dick, Chris." He said.
"You do too." I said.
I guess the images and my young hormones were too much. Suddenly, I started cumming. Streams of white fluid spurted from my dick. I heard Brian grunt and his cum soon crossed over the beads I had deposited on the floor.
We never said anything more about the incident after that day. But I thought of it often. Especially, now.
Brian and I were real comfortable with each other as best friends usually are. So when he stopped in to look over the apartment it was like old times. We visited each other's schools and saw each other fairly often. So he felt immediately at home.
As I was freshening up in preparation for going out - Brian leaned back on my bed to wait. When I came out of the bathroom I noticed he was opening my bedside drawer. I didn't think anything about it, as he was just bored. Until he came out with the lube he found there.
"Hey, dude. Got a kinky girlfriend or is this your girlfriend?" He said.
"What do you think it's for?" I said,
"Hey, man. If I'm going to be your roommate I just need to know."
"What, you afraid it's for you?"
"You wish."
We joked quite a bit so the exchange was nothing out of the ordinary. But as he leaned back on the bed smiling at the lube, I saw it. His toned abdominal muscles were peaking from underneath his shirt as he leaned back.
His legs were stretched out and crossed at the ankles. I could see a slight bulge in his pants and suddenly begin to wonder if his dick was still as gorgeous as it had been years earlier.
"Yea. Maybe I do." I said. It just came out.
"Do what?"
"Wish it was for you."
"It was a joke." He said.
"You started it." I said.
"Okay. I'll put it back. I was just kidding."
"No. Leave it out."
"What? You need to jack off now?"
"Whatever you had in mind. I know how you like jacking off."
"You'd like to watch me jack off? You ain't turned gay on me at this college have you?"
"No. But that's not how you felt after High School." I said.
"Oh. When we jerked off that night? As I remember you blew your wad a little quick."
"Well. I've grown a bit. And you enjoyed it."
"You are the one that enjoyed it. You liked looking at my dick."
"You took your clothes off first as I recall."
"I'm just not shy." He said.
"Gay. Shy. Whatever you want to call it. You sure were happy to show off your dick."
"Just 'cause I jacked off with you, it don't make me gay."
"You forget what you said?"
"What?"
"You liked my dick, too."
