Date: Sun, 20 Nov 2005 10:42:38 -0800 (PST)
From: chuck h <unkle_c@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys, Buds, and Bullies pt. 1

Disclaimer: Please read: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is
illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop
now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage
boys and is for adult eyes only. The acts are consensual and are a result
of their love or lust for one another. This story is completely fiction,
all descriptions and names are also made up, and any similarities are
truly just that, purely similarities.

"Boys, Buds, and Bullies" pt. one

I guess in order for you to get an honest perception of my situation, I
should give you a brief description of me as well as Robbie, and a little
back-round information as well, this way you can form your own opinions
about my current situation.
K, to begin with, my name is Abe, short of course for Abraham. I know, I
know, but you have to understand that when I was born and my parents
named me, we lived within the Amish community, where most names are
chosen from the bible. I had just turned ten years old when My mom
decided she wanted me to live a more fuller life, and to grow up with a
lot less restrictions. Guess she didn't totally understand the strict
rules of the Amish people and their way of life when she married my dad.
He being born and raised within the community himself, had no desire to
ever leave.

Therefore shortly after my tenth birthday, my mom awoke me while every
one else was sound asleep, and somewhere around midnight she smuggled me
out.
Like thieves in the night, I remember running up the long dirt road that
led us to the highway, with my moms tight grip on my hand, as she sobbed
all the way, mostly, I found out years later from fright rather than
sadness. We ran for what seemed like hours to where my grandfather (her
father) was waiting... to drive us to civilization, leaving behind my dad
and the only home I had ever known.

I will not annoy or bore you with all the details of resettling in our
new town, a suburb of Boston, and the past seven years of my life... none
of which are very important, since what I have to say all took place
after my seventeenth birthday.
I will however say this much, with my grandfathers help, my mom bought a
home in a quiet area about thirty minutes from downtown Boston.
This is where I met Robbie, he and his parents being our next door
neighbors.
Before I go any further, I'd like to throw this in...while growing up in
the Amish community, I had been taught over and over again that we each
must come face to face with our demons as we travel through life, but
little did I know at the tender age of ten...that my new best friend in
the whole world would be one of them.

The thing is, Robbie and I are so different in so many different ways,
how we became so attached, and the best of friends... I will never know.
I mean when I first met Robbie I had instilled within me the extremely
strict teachings of the Amish ways, so many rules you would think I was
exaggerating if I went into detail, which I wont... I mean that's their
way of life, so whatever! Just wanted to give you an idea of how
different my friend and I are.

At ten years old I was a skinny, shy, extremely timid, and a very passive
young boy. Shoulder length dark brown hair and large brown eyes.
Robbie on the other hand was as I said just the opposite. Timid, shy,
passive? Not Robbie, anything but! He was everything I had been warned to
stay away from. However, being the first friend in my new world, and
living so close, I kept most of what he was all about ...a secret from my
mom, which at the time was the vulgarity he used, his mean streak, and
his selfishness.

At ten he was already into sports, playing team soccer during the summer
and hockey during the winter. By the time we reached High School, he was
the captain of our football team, as well as our wrestling team. Also
played on our baseball team as a catcher. So you get the picture, he was
a jock as a young boy, and became more of a jock as he grew older. Now as
we hit our seventeenth years, all I can say is this, he and I would never
pass as twins.
I have of course grown-up some what, not the skinny boy I was back then.
Today at five feet seven, and a hundred and thirty three pounds with
enough muscle to fight my way out of tough situations if need be, (thanks
to the help and guidance of my best bud) I can look in the mirror and be
somewhat proud of my body. However with that said, I can honestly say
that my body can't even come close to competing with Robbie's. He is
truly the idol of the entire school, and the heart throb of many. At five
eleven inches, and a hundred and sixty something pounds with zero body
fat, the dude is a walking heap of muscle...I swear.
The rest of us guys at school are lucky if we even get to score with the
chicks he has no use for.

I actually am more lucky than some of the other guys, only because most
of the chicks he has no use for, choose me just to be close to him, but
I'm not complaining, trust me.
Of course his well muscled body is only a fraction of his total package.
His bleached blond hair, colt blue eyes, and those dimples in his cheek
when he flashes those bright pearls of white, certainly don't hurt his
looks. But, some... however very few, shy away from him because of his
conceited ways, selfishness, and sometimes mean spirit. I on the other
hand seriously believe that his cocky attitude and self love, and his
ability to never accept the word NO... only adds to his total package.
Some of the not so brave dudes have often whispered amongst them selves
that his exaggerated opinion of himself, and his vanity will only hurt
him one day. When I over hear such talk, I'm quick to jump to his
defense. "Exaggerated opinion?" I ask them. "What the hell is EXAGGERATED
about the shape of his awesome body, and good looks, or his ability to
lead the High School into victories by being the captain of our Football
team, and wrestling team?"

Yeah ok, maybe he is selfish I'll be the first to admit that, but he's
an only child, and comes from a heap of money.....he can't help it if
he's always been given what he wants, and most of the time without even
a slight argument, and if he isn't given it, he takes it, either way he
believes that whatever he desires ...is his, no arguments! But is that
totally his fault?... NO it isn't! That is how he was raised, how he was
taught.
Ya, I guess you can say I look up to my best friend, and would do
anything for him. Not because he is the most popular teenage dude in our
town, and not because of all the chicks I can get by being his best bud,
and certainly not because without him as my best friend, there would be
an awful lot of students at school that wouldn't even know I exist...
nah, I look up to him mostly because he's always been there for me,
helping me to understand that life itself isn't ALL about religion and
withdrawal... helping me to build strength both in my body and my once
shy mind.

I may not be into sports and body building as he is, and I may not be the
bravest teen in the world, but what little I am...I owe to Robbie, and
that's a fact.
So ya, we maybe the total opposites in many ways, but by the time we
finished our junior year of high school and the summer before our senior
year, (which is where my problem begins) I was extremely proud to have
him as my best friend, and found myself always trying to thank him for
that honor.

Ok, enough with the boring details of our backrounds, on with my
predicament.
As I said, it all began the summer between our junior and senior year of
High School.
With only two and a half weeks remaining before returning to school.
Robbie's on again off again girlfriend, Shannon... had been dumped by
him again. This was like the fourth time in the three years they had been
dating. From what Robbie says, the reason is simple, she won't give him
head. It wasn't enough that she began letting him fuck her long before
they were of age to do so...nope, with Robbie that's history... now he
wants more from her...a lot more.

He wanted something that nearly all the girls at school ...at least in
our town refuse to do. Taking some dudes cock into their mouths and
sucking on it, was just not going to happen...least not from any of the
goody two shoes at our school. But as I've said before, Robbie hasn't a
clue what the word NO means!
It was Thursday morning while Robb was laying on my bed spread eagle,
wearing his tighty whities, his back leaning up against the head board of
my bed trying to conquer the latest Gameboy II game.

I was rummaging through my closet looking for something different to wear
that day. While at the same time a little agitated with Robbie from the
night before. It was just another sleep over night, like the millionth in
the past seven years. Just as my eyes were shutting down for the night,
the hundredth time since we crawled into my king size bed, Robbie was
busy venting about how fucked up Shannon was for not wanting to blow him.
"Seriously dude, she is like always bitching to me about the damn
condoms. `Do you have one? Is it a strong one? You sure it's safe?' so
you would think that if she's that fucking concerned about getting
knocked up, it's all the more reason she should resolve to fuckin
blowing me...huh? I mean she sure ain't gonna get pregnant from eating
my babies...now is she!"

Trying my best to be a good bud, by giving him the ear he so needed, I
sighed for the thousandth time. "Robbie? Listen to yourself, dude. You
know as well as any of us horny dudes at school that getting head just is
not going to happen, not with Shannon, not with any girl in this
town...so my advice to you is to just give it up, man...forget about
getting head, be thankful that YOU... (unlike most of us)...are at least
getting laid WHENEVER you damn want!"

An even louder sigh from my bud...out doing my sigh by far. "Easy for you
to say, I've been wanting to know how fuckin awesome it feels, having my
dick buried in some chics mouth and throat...ever since I saw my first
porn vid. Fuck dude, that has had me horny for a blow job ever since.
Where as you wouldn't even watch the fucking vid with me...so how would
you even know what you're missing? Tellin ya, Abe, that cunt took nine
and a half fucking inches all the way down her throat....and that dude
fucked her mouth as hard as he fucked her pussy...even harder, I think!"
I knew I wasn't going to get through to him, I never could when it came
to something that had him so worked up, so I gave up. "Look, Robbie, it
isn't going to happen, she's not going to blow you, and after breaking
up with her at least four different times because of it...you may as well
just accept it! So before you need to go another day without getting your
rocks off, and I might add that three days is a damn record for you...
you may as well break down and call her. You know as well as I do,
she'll fuck you five times tomorrow just to have you back, that should
make up for not getting off for the last three days...eh?"

I should have known that I wouldn't get the last word in, nor would I be
able to close my eyes and enter dream land. He sat up, flipped on the
light, and sighed again...which made me sit up as well. When I looked
over at him, he was gently and slowly massaging his package. Something he
always did when discussing sex... not caring who was next to him while
doing it. `Noooo way, dude, she's gonna pay for saying NO to me... this
time. Besides I may just drop her anyway, that new babe that moved in
over by Aaron Saunders has the hots for this hunk of meat. Just maybe
willing to take it in her mouth too, that is after I fuck her brains out
a few times."

He then looked down at his full hard on, the outline of his massive cock
pressed against his rock hard abs, being held prisoner... hidden behind
the soft tight cotton of his white briefs... briefs which were already
too tight to begin with...stretching them even more so. The outline of
his entire shaft as well as his bull size balls were now protruding
through the tight cotton rather obscenely. With his thick mushroom shaped
knob peeking out over the waistband, he turned to me and grinned.
"Remember the last time you jerked me off, dude? Fuck you were pissed,
for like a whole fuckin week." I watched as he began to jack himself
slowly, that's when I decided to jump into the shower, I didn't want a
repeat of what happened that night a month ago. I decided to take a long
hot bath instead, so that he'd be asleep, once I returned to the room.
Anyway, that's why I was upset with him from the night before...I
didn't get to sleep till like three in the morning....and now here I am
watching Robbie playing with a new game, ignoring me big time. "Hey dude,
I'm going to shower, be out in a few, K?" "Whatever!"

Oh yeah, something I should tell you about. When Robbie and I were
younger, we used to jack one another off like twice a week, but we
stopped a couple of years later.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not gay and of course Robbie isn't either. The
jerking off stuff started after we both hit thirteen. We were just two
innocent young teens, well, at least I was innocent, Robbie had already
been jerked off by his younger cousin three or four times before I got
into the act. Anyway, this went on for a couple of years, jerking each
other off at least once sometimes twice a week. Then it stopped after we
hit fifteen, that's when fucking twat was more exciting then getting a
hand job from your best friend. Just thought this info might mean
something later.

The night in question, which happened about a month ago? K, I may as well
tell you about that too. We were again laying in bed talking about how
much my girlfriend Tracy and his girl Shannon both loved getting fucked.
Robbie was bragging about how thick and long his cock had gotten since we
were fifteen. He even insisted on pulling it out and showing me it. Sure
enough, I had to concede that his cock had grown up a lot in the past
couple of years and was now a monster compared to mine. I knew he was
horny, the dude is always horny 24/7, and if you get him on the topic of
sex, well forget it, he's ready to fuck within seconds.
So his next words only surprised me slightly. "Hey, wanna jerk me off
like you used to? Look at this thick cock, Abe, it's so fucking hot
right now it will probably only take you a few strokes, wanna?"
I didn't want to, and not quite sure how to say no to him, I decided I
needed just the right words... therefore I was hesitant to answer him. It
didn't seem right anymore. We were older now, and even though it was my
best bud in the whole world asking me, well simply put...jacking off
another dude wasn't something that I felt comfortable about doing these
days. "Nah, I'll pass, dude...I mean it's not like when we were kids
doing it, ya know? We're older now, and it would be weird doing
something like that, you know, it would be kinda ...well you know what I
mean....kinda gay!"
Robb's face showed the disappointment, even a little shock. "Are you
serious, Abe? What the fuck is wrong with lending your best bud a hand? I
mean it's not like we do this every day, and we both know that neither
of us is a faggot....so what's the big deal? Go ahead, dude... just wrap
your hand around my rod and stroke it like you used to... to tell ya the
truth, you probably will need both hands these days...not likely one of
your hands will fit around it anymore...hehe!"

I held my ground, hoping that Robbie after hearing me out, would agree
with me that touching each others dick at our age was still kinda gay.
"Listen, dude, you know you're the best friend any guy could ever want,
and I would do absolutely anything for you, you name it... but I can't
do this. Like I said, we're not kids anymore, and at our age, it just
ain't right...it's just... well...it's just too gay, dude... it's as
simple as that!"
The look on Robbie's face changed from disappointment and surprise, to
one of anger. "Dude? Are you calling me a fuckin fag, cause I want you to
jack me off, is that what your saying? You want me to beat the shit out
of you like I used to when we were younger? Remember those days, dude?
When you pissed me off, and I had to punish you... is that what you
want?"

It was my turn to be shocked and disappointed. "Oooh my God...no
way...that's not what I'm saying at all! Robbie? ...I know you're no
fag...you of all people... the biggest jock in school, the only dude that
ever got to fuck four cheerleaders in one week, be serious, of course
I'm not saying you're gay. All I'm saying is that if I place my hand
around your dick and jack you off, I myself would feel sorta gay...I know
we used to do it all the time, but that's when we didn't know any
better, you get what I'm trying to say? I would feel that I was doing
something wicked, if I did anything like that today! That's all, I
swear!"
The anger on Robbie's face still remained, nothing I just said made him
feel any better. "I don't know what you're trying to say, all I know is
that you're saying NO to me! How the fuck can you tell me in one breath
that you'd do anything for me, anything at all, and then when I ask you
to do me this one fucking favor, you quickly... without even giving it
thought, say NO! Fuck dude, you know how horny I get, and it's been a
whole three fucking days since I've gotten off, I'm fucking dying here,
and you ...my best fucking friend in the world is saying NO to me...ok
listen, I'll tell ya what...you jerk me off, and just so you wont feel
like a fucking faggot, I'll do the same for you, deal?"

I knew I was fighting a losing battle, and I was very hurt that Robbie
was so pissed off at me. He was right, I told him I'd do anything for
him, and then I turn around and speak the unspeakable word, the one word
he hated more than anything. I knew I would hate myself if Robbie
remained pissed off at me. So I convinced myself that if he was going to
go so far as to touch my dick, and rub it till I shoot, then how could I
refuse him the favor?

"Ok dude, it's a deal, but never again after this...you gotta promise me
that, ok?"
The look of anger still remained pasted to his face, but I knew once I
started massaging his massive shaft, he'd be quick to forgive.
He knelt up on the bed, and straddled my chest, pulling the waist band of
his cotton briefs down and tucking it under his large nut-sac. And for
the first time in a long while, I noticed how fucking big he was getting.
His shoulders were wicked broad, his chest was huge, his pecs were cut
deep, and even his nipples stood out straight. His whole upper body
tapered down into a perfect V shape. His thighs straddling my chest were
thick and well muscled, his entire body was smooth except for some fine
blond tufts of hair under his pits, a thin yellow trail leading from his
navel down to a nice size patch of pubes just above his monster dick. His
large nut-sac now resting on my upper chest was also smooth, and it was
plump as hell, showing off the outline of two large egg shapes hidden
behind the tight skin.
His well muscled body now sitting comfortably on top of me, his full
weight pressing on my abs, forcing my back deep into the mattress, had me
wondering what he was up to. While looking down at me with that angry
smirk still attached to his handsome face... and rubbing that massive
cock of his. For some odd reason, my whole body started to quiver a
little, I could feel tiny goosebumps forming all over me, the heat from
his butt and thighs helped some what, but I was still feeling like a cold
draft had entered my bedroom. Suddenly I remembered what I had been
taught as a youngster, we all must come face to face with our demons as
we travel along the path of life. Somehow I knew just then, that my best
friend in the whole world was one of my demons.
All the more reason I must never agree to take part in such a wicked act
again.

"Robbie, what are you doing? Why you on top of me like this?"
A slight grin appeared in place of the angry look. "Relax stud, I just
figure if you're gonna jerk me off, then we may as well be comfortable
while you're doing it, right? I know I'm comfortable...and from the
look on your face...you look pretty fuckin comfortable too, kinda reminds
you of when we wrestled every day... back then, this was your favorite
position to be in, or have you forgotten that already?"
I couldn't understand what was happening to me, my body began quivering
beneath Robbie's powerful weight, I now had a strange feeling in my
stomach, I just wanted to get this whole thing over with. "Of course I
remember us always wrestling around, but I don't remember this being my
favorite position, it was my least favorite, maybe. But not my favorite!"
"It was your favorite, trust me. You used to love having me on top of
you. Actually I always sat a little higher on your chest, remember? Kind
of like this."
With that said, Robbie slid his warm butt closer to my face, till his
plump man size nut-sac was now resting on my chin, his thick cock still
standing straight up-wards, only now it was directly over my face. I had
never seen another dudes cock up close like this. Even when we did
wrestle, we were always wearing something ...even if it were just
underwear, and all those times I jerked him off, it was always through
his open fly.

I felt my heart begin to pump faster, my nerves were getting on edge, my
entire body was now shaking. I began to plead with my best friend.
"Please get off me, dude, you're scaring me!..seriously man, I said I'd
jerk you off...so get off me...so I can do it and get it over with!"
A concerned look spread over Robbie's face. "What's you problem, dude?
I'm not gonna fucking beat on you or anything, what the fuck you shaking
for. I just decided that if your gonna jerk me off, I'd like to have you
do it in this position. Go ahead Abe, look at it...look how fucking huge
it's gotten since the last time you saw it. Come on ...wrap your hand
around it, feel how hot it's gotten since back then. Look Abe, look at
how fuckin thick it is now. Check out my balls, dude. Ain't they huge
mother fuckers now, you can touch em if you want, fuck, dude, you're my
best friend, you can even kiss em if you want, I don't give a shit!"
It's true I was getting more scared by the second. "Please stop talking
like that Robbie, I just wanna jack you off and get this over with as
quickly as possible!"
"Then what the fuck you waiting for, go ahead...wrap your hand around
that big fucker, and start stroking it. Pump it nice and slow, for your
best buddy here... You know what I think, Abe? I think you may even want
to go back to doing this on a regular basis, after you feel how warm it
is ....and oooh fuck... wait till you see how much jizz I can shoot these
days... maybe a whole bucketful since it's been like twenty four hours
since the last time...ya know! ... Go ahead, Abe... start stroking me!"

I felt as though I was losing it completely, his words were soft and
quietly spoken. I needed to get this over with, get him off me, and then
convince him, that I will never do anything like this again, best friend
or not.
I lifted my arm and placed my right hand around his massive cock. He was
right, it was so damn warm, hot almost. He was right about something else
too, I couldn't get my hand to go entirely around it. For some reason I
felt envy and jealousy, it had to be close to twice as thick as my own
dick. I also felt humiliation, I just couldn't believe I was laying
beneath my best friend like this, with his nut-sac nearly touching my
lips, and me pumping his huge power-tool.

I knew it wasn't going to take long, his head was thrown way back and
his soft moans were getting louder. I looked up at his well developed
chest and pecs, the muscles tightening up big time, his arms now thrown
behind his head and locked together, showed off his well rounded biceps,
and the wet tufts of blond hair in his pits. With his head thrown back
like that, I noticed for the first time ever, the veins in his thick
neck, no wonder the dude was so hot with the chicks, he was like a wild
animal once his blood began flowing.

I was amazed at how hot his shaft was getting, it was so wicked warm,
then I felt his nut-sac tighten up wicked hard, his body began to pulse,
shifting his weight even closer to my face, with his nut-sac now covering
my lips. It to was warm as hell, and I moved my face from one side to the
other trying to throw his balls off my lips. The odor from his sac was so
potent, and the more I tried not breathing it in, the more I inhaled. The
smell from his nuts wasn't really dirty, but manly, and now they were
building up sweat, and the sweat was being smeared onto my lips from me
trying to shake them off my mouth. I had to struggle to pump his dick
faster and harder. Hoping he'd shoot his load, and this humiliation
would soon be over.
Finally my wish came true, but the old saying `be careful what you wish
for' suddenly came to mind, as large thick creamy gobs of another dudes
seed, began splattering my entire face.

Robbie's copious amount of warm cum, blew straight upwards, then came
down, and hit my forehead, my eyes, my nose, my ears, I felt like I was
drowning in it. My eyes shut tightly, after the first glob hit my left
eye, now it felt as though they were both coated with his sperm. I opened
my mouth (BIG MISTAKE) to plead with him to wipe the cum off my eyes, but
quickly received a full mouthful of his left nut.
I felt my face still being occasionally splattered by the pellets of warm
cum, but the pace was beginning to slow down. I began preying that Robbie
would just come back to reality, look down at me... and notice that I
couldn't see.

Again my prayer was answered, but before I was able to open my eyes once
again ...I had to go through some extremely embarrassing moments of
listening to him verbally humiliate me even more. "Hey dude, I said you
could kiss my nuts, not suck em, but after that awesome hand job... you
can do anything you want...so go ahead, suck on em if you want. By the
way, I just improved your looks one hundred percent, you're gonna be
able to nail whatever fucking chic you want from now on...but you may
have to tell them that it's my cum covering your face...or else they may
think you were born looking like that."
Suddenly it dawned on me, that I could just use my own fingers to scrape
away the cum from my eyes, and after doing so I looked up into the
grinning eyes of my best friend.

I still had a mouthful of his nut-sac, and there was nothing I could do
to dislodge it from my mouth. His weight and position on top of me
prevented me from doing anything but lay there beneath him. I tried
pleading with him to get off me, but all that came out of my mouth was
muffffhhhhs and more muffffhhhhs. This just made him laugh in hysterics.
"Dude? What are you trying to say...huh? You asking me to remove my
fucking balls from your mouth, is that it? Blink your eyes once for no,
and three times for yes."
I tried blinking my eyes, but they were pasted with dry cum, and was only
able to blink them once. He started laughing even harder. "Oooooh , So
you want me to leave it in your mouth, fuck dude, I have no prob with
that, but could you do me a little favor, could you use your tongue to
kind of clean em off a little bit?"
I tried shaking my head no, but with his strong thighs planted on each
side of my head, it was just another difficult task. "Tell you what, Abe,
you give that nut a few licks, and I'll get off you, how's that?"

I actually had to think about that, ya, it was a real disgusting thought,
me licking another dudes balls, but on the other hand, it was Robbie, and
as it was, one of his baby makers was already in my mouth... so what did
I have to lose. I know, I know, wicked disgusting, but the sooner I did
it, the sooner this whole mess would be over with, then I could just lay
back and enjoy the feeling of Robbie jacking me off.
I used the tip of my tongue to swap over the portion of his nut-sac that
was in my mouth, and heard him let out a few soft moans. I continued
brushing my tongue over the huge ball of man meat planted solidly within
my mouth. Not sure for how long, but after a while and to my surprise...
Robbie kept his word, and lifted him self off me. "Good job, as a matter
of fact, you were so good, I may even let you do this again in the
morning! Maybe have you clean the other nut."
I had the taste of my best friends sweaty balls in my mouth, and hearing
these words from Robbie, I freaked, and subconsciously swallowed. I was
surprised that I didn't need to run to the bathroom and barf.
However, I did need to go and wash his dried cum off my face... or so I
had planned. I was becoming slightly drunk from the strong potent odor of
Robbie's thick creamy spunk covering my face like a mask...trying very
hard to not inhale...but the harder I tried, the more of the exotic aroma
drifted through my head.

Robbie was laying on his belly beside me, and as I started to get up from
the bed, I felt a strong arm swing itself across my chest. "Where you
going, dude?" Once again I was pinned on my back, this time by Robbie's
strong forearm. "I need to go and wash your cum off my face, I'll be
right back." I tried once again to lift myself up. This time I felt a
powerful thigh drape across my lower abs, pinning me beneath it. "Nah,
you can leave it on there till morning, let's just get some sleep!"
I suddenly realized that my best friend betrayed me. "Sleep? What do you
mean?... we had a deal, aren't you going to jack me off, before going to
sleep?"
Robbie lifted his head and looked me straight in the eyes. "Jack you
off?... Hell noooo!...I'm no fag, dude!....now just get some sleep, and
I want you to leave my cum on your face as punishment for saying NO to me
earlier!"
Punishment?? Punishment?? What the fuck was he talking about? He can't
punish me, who the hell does he think he is? "DUDE? What do you mean
punish me? What right do you have to punish me for anything?"

Again Robbie lifted his head and gave me an evil glare. "Listen Abe, even
with that fucking awesome hand job you gave me, even with you so
willingly sucking my right nut, I'm still not in a very good mood, so
for your own sake, just close your eyes and go to sleep, before you
fucking piss me off more than you already have, K?"
His tone scared me again, but the look in his eyes scared me even more. I
had to make a wicked tough decision, should I drop him as a friend? I
decided to sleep on it and decide in the morning.

The next morning I awoke to a joyful voice in my ear. "Hey sleepyhead,
what do you say we go and grab breakfast at Micky Dees? My treat, then if
you want ...we can go and catch that movie you've been wanting to drag
me to... come on...grab a shower, you look like shit, I'll just run home
get some bucks, and you be ready by the time I get back, cause I'm like
fuckin starving here."
I was wicked pissed off at him, especially with him acting like nothing
at all happened the night before, but that's Robbie in a nut shell.
During breakfast I brought up the incident briefly. "Listen Dude, about
last night... I never want to do that again...ok?"
Robbie, just grinned, not making any promises. "Hey dude, better eat up,
we'll be late for the matinee. By the way, Shannon's folks are away
till late tonight, I plan on fucking her brains out, why don't you bring
Tracy over and do the same, I think you'll feel better afterwards!"
He had a good point, after last night I feel a need to reaffirm my
manhood...if only for my own benefit.

Well, that was the incident a month ago that Robbie was referring to, and
ya ...I was like pissed off at him big time for a good week or two after
that.
I pulled out an old tee-shirt that was handed down to me by Robbie. I
remembered how he gave it to me after telling me it was his old cum rag.
I was tempted to throw it away back then, but threw it in the wash
instead. It was a tee he got when attending a concert by `The 2 Live
Crew' "Hey waddaya think, this with my khaki shorts?" Receiving my usual
response from my bud when I asked about something that held zero percent
of his interest. "Ya man, whatever" not taking even a fraction of a
second to look up. I remembered it being one of his favorite groups for a
while, mostly because of their cocky attitudes and wild boy ways. I
myself never really got into rap and couldn't for the life of me, follow
the words all that well.
Finally, he put down the controller, looked up at me and laughed. "Dude?
You can't be serious...get my old cum rag off...I'm seriously not going
anywhere with you wearing that! Fuck dude, I bet it still has the smell
of my cum all through it, is that why you wear it?"
I looked over at Robbie and gave him my evil glare. "Don't start that
shit again, it's my face that may never recover from the odor of your
cum, I thought I would have to take a scrubbing pad to it that morning,
just please, never remind me again...ok, dickhead!"
Robbie just laid on my bed and roared with laughter. "Who are you
kidding, dude? You loved every second of that scene, and you know it as
well as I do." Again I looked over at him and glared. "Seriously Robbie,
drop it, before we get pissed at each other!" "whatever, dude!"

I changed my tee, and later that day while at Robbie's house, I tried
encouraging him to call Shannon. "So, why don't you call her, you know
you want to, I mean face it, dude, if she hasn't given in to blowing you
by now, it ain't gonna happen, and the sooner you accept that, the
better things will be between you two. Besides three days without dumping
your seed? Oh My GOD...seriously man, even I may be scared to come near
you tomorrow!"
Robbie gave me an evil grin, and rubbed his basket. "Now who's bringing
up the subject...huh? Telling ya, Abe...you secretly crave it...you just
don't want to admit it!"
I was about to get pissed off, when the phone rang. It turned out to be a
call from his grandparents. Robbie and I had always talked about going up
to their camp in New Hampshire and spending a few days fishing...but now
seven years later it's something we still only talk about. I watched as
his face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Awesome! But I'll have to call
you back after Abe checks with his mom...ok?"
I wondered what was up...were we finally going to get that fishing trip
we've been talkin about for so long? Robbie said his goodbyes, and as
though I was carrying the ball for the rival team, he ran over and
tackled me, nearly breaking my damn neck. "Dude? What are you doing
laying on the floor, get the fuck up, and go and beg your mom to let you
go to New Hampshire for a week of some awesome fishing! And by the way,
I'm saving the best news for when you get the ok... COME ON DUDE...get
up and run home, I want your ass back here fast with your moms ok, that
you can go!"
With his foot rubbing across my face, the mild odor from his socks
drifted up my nostrils, and once again, I felt a brief tingling down
below. I began asking myself why, I mean was I just curious, or was there
more to this unexplainable feeling I would sometimes have towards the my
dominating friend?
With his foot still being rubbed over my face, It was Robbie's threat
that brought me back from my thoughts. "Move it, move it, move it, before
I pounce on you again...OR shove this foot in your mouth!"

To be continued...