Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2009 20:30:32 -0000
From: gaverage@btinternet.com
Subject: Straight best mate - Part 6

Straight best mate - Part 6

Hello again, sorry for the delay, but I have been busy
recently. This update should have been written a week
ago, but there we go!

It's Sunday 11th Jan. Jake and I had planned to get a bit
wreaked. Planned for about a week, although have been
talking about it since before Christmas. Just to put
things in context, remember that I'm 27 and Jake is going
to be 19 this year.. There are some differences between
us and one of them is drugs. Jake has taken pills and a
few other recreational drugs and this has been going on
for a while now. It's an every now and again thing (once
every couple of months). He is not an addict or anything
like that. other than for weed! And he has never tried
anything like heroin or crack.

When I was his age I never tried anything, focused on
work work work and missed a few experiences along the
way. Now that I'm older and have a younger circle of
friends, I have tried a couple of things. but the times
this has happened in the last 3 years could be counted in
single digits. I'm not trying to justify or excuse our
decisions because neither is necessary, but I just wanted
to clarify that we are not major drug users and that we
use drugs. they don't use us!

So basically Jake saved a couple of "good" pills from a
night he had a couple of months ago. He suggested that we
use them one time so that I could try them. I have had MD
before, but it's a bit heavy if you take too much, so a
pill seems to be more manageable.

After talking about it for ages we finally agreed a night
when we both had the next day off so that we could spend
the "come-down" together, which is a very sensible
approach. Sunday night after the other guys had gone
(Halo3 multiplayer!!) we "dropped" the pills and waited
for them to kick in. After a while it started and we got
all sweaty and fidgety. We decided to mess around outside
and go for a walk. trust me, there is not much better
than a 2/3am walk on back roads with at most 1 car
around. We take a good amount of water with us and start
walking. We both feel great and start to feel "loved up",
which is common. Nothing happened, we were just hugging a
bit and arms inter-locked while walking. After about an
hour, maybe two we get back "home". Sitting in the bar
area for a few minutes, don't know why? We started
chatting about various things.. Space and time..
Politics.. The conversations and ideas that you can come
up with in our situation are really funny and at least at
the time, really brilliant!

I can't really remember how the conversation started but
Jake said something that really got me horny (I was
already majorly loved up like he was). I said that he
shouldn't say things like that as he knows I'm
bi/curious. He said that I knew he was a bit curious
himself. At this point I turned away and perhaps with a
little more drama than was needed made it obvious that I
was frustrated. He asked me what was wrong and I made him
push a few times for a response. I told him that I wanted
to honour his request for nothing to happen again but
that I was really in mood right now and need to take some
time to cool down. I didn't want to push him. His
response was along the lines of, "we are both pilled up,
fuck it". With that we started to kiss, right there in
the bar at 4 or 5am (who can tell?!). Quickly moving
upstairs to the sofa we kissed and I got to lick him all
over (hmmmmm). I was going between his cock and lips,
each with equal attention. His cock really struggled to
stay hard. as did mine.. The down side to our pill...
What a shitter! He said he really wanted it, but that
nothing was happening. I was gutted. We stayed up
starting to feel tired, hugging and kissing on the sofa.
but more soft kissing than fast raw passion. He went to
bed and that was it.

At around 12 noon I heard him flush the toilet. I was
feeling tired, but still "up". I went through and asked
if I could lay with him to warm up. I got in bed with him
and put my arm round. He was in and out of sleep while I
started to rub him. I was hard as rock as the memory of a
failed chance from a few hours ago kicked in. I moved my
hand down to his boxers and started rubbing his already
semi cock. As he didn't say anything I got his cock out
and started wanking him (now at full hardness!) and he
was doing his "whimper" moans, which get me going so
much!

He turned round so I could take the boxers down more and
that his back was facing me. At first I thought he was
trying to pull away but then he started edging back into
me bit by bit. I already had to turn to face him in order
to be comfy while wanking him.

When I truly realised that he was moving towards me, I
moved in close so that my cock (still hard.. still in my
boxers!) was against his naked arse.

I started to pump in and out a little and there were no
complaints so I decided to take off my boxers and see.. I
moved my cock to his arse and push into his cheeks a
little; he moved back into me, there was no doubt that he
new what was happening. I was pumping in and out of his
arse cheeks and meeting resistance as I reached his hole.
Each time I touched it, he moaned and after a while we
started a very clumsy attempt of "entry". I was pushing
gently and so was he, but in our position it was not
going to happen.. At least not the first time, he was too
tight obviously.

Even though I was not actually fucking him, his moans
kept continuing though and before long he told me he was
about to cum. I wasted no time moving him so that I could
finish him off with a blowjob; I find it special to me
that no-one else gets to do this to him. He has said
again that he doesn't shoot in the mouth.. But he says
that he really likes it with me and only me! Lucky me!

It doesn't take long with me sucking him deeply before
his moans increase and he starts to cum, Shots after
shots of it, with him finishing with a deep moan.

We lay there for a while and I give him a kiss, which he
returns. After a quick snog I suggest a smoke. We then
fall asleep with him in my arms.

That was just over a week ago and although we have spoken
about the night and how good it was, we have not
mentioned the next morning/day other than to say that we
thought the "come down" was not that bad.

I'm now back to that place where I'm waiting for the next
time, without making it too obvious and without it taking
too much of my thinking time. Again I have to admit how
hard it is.. I have had him in that way and I now want
him every day.. It's all new and exciting but it seems to
take too long between sessions! I think if we had a full
two weeks of "fun", every night getting at it, then the
"new" feeling will wear out and it wouldn't be so hard
waiting a week or so between sessions.. But what are the
chances of that!!

Well there you have it. You may be thinking "lucky
bastard". but trust me. there are many downsides to my
situation and they hurt like hell. I put up with them
because I hope one day the good will outweigh the bad all
of the time (rather than just on one of our nights), but
I am probably living in false hope!

Cheers again for reading. Comments, as always, extremely
welcome.


gaverage

gaverage@btinternet.com