Date: Tue, 29 Nov 2005 15:09:47 -0800 (PST)
From: flakd ladjkfl <flugtag8@yahoo.com>
Subject: Becoming Better Friends

This story is a work of erotic fiction. If it is illegal for you to read
this type of materiel in your area then leave now.

If you would like to contact the author about the story, go ahead and
e-mail me at flugtag8@yahoo.com I would love to hear from you.

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BECOMING BETTER FRIENDS

Saturday Evening:

I lay here on my bed thinking about what's going to happen once Ceasar gets
here. My cock is leaking in my hand just thinking about it. Hopefully we'll
continue what we did yesterday. I suppress the urge to stroke myself
because I don't want to start something that I won't finish. At least not
till Ceasar gets here. For now it's enough for me to just hold my dick and
occasionally give it a nice squeeze.

But I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. Perhaps I should tell you what
led me up to this anticipation. Let you in on the events that took place
that opened up my eyes to see my best friend in a different way, In a
deeper way...a more intimate way. Well let me begin at the beginning...



Friday Morning:

First let me start off by telling you a little about myself. I'm 16, or at
least will be in about a month. I'm 5'6 about 130 pounds, black hair, and
brown eyes. I have short hair and keep it combed forward with little spikes
in the front. Pretty much any random teenager you might see on the
street. My name's Robert by the way.

Anyway; it's Friday morning and my alarm just woke me up to get ready for
school. Well actually I give myself about 10 minutes extra because I like
to lie in bed for a while first and "play" with myself. I wake up this
morning like I have every morning since I was about 12, with my morning
wood sticking out of my boxers. I rub my balls a little and stroke my shaft
lightly. I love the feel of my hard-on in the morning. This may sound a
little immature, but it makes me feel so...manly to have my hard cock
sticking out of my boxers when I wake up. I rub my hand down my chest
loving my smooth torso. I'm not naturally smooth though. I have a little
hair on my chest and some a little lower making a treasure trail. I shave
it all off though cause I love the smooth feel. My pubes I don't shave but
I do trim them. As I finally reach my shaft I slowly stroke it a couple of
times. I play with my 5 and a half inches and run my fingers through my
pubes. Now I know 5 and a half inches isn't anything boys normally brag
about, but you have to understand that although I went through puberty
rather normally, my cock stayed about 3inches. It was really only till
recently that my cock finally got bigger. It happened in such a short time
too. It seemed like one morning I woke up and had a couple of more inches
of cock. Now I hear my mom start calling me for school so I have to put it
aside. I get up, take my morning piss and get ready for school.

School is nothing special just...school. What is cool about it though is my
4 classes with Ceasar. School is a little more tolerable with him; he's my
best friend. When I was younger I had a friend Mike who was cool but he
moved away and after that I never really had a good guy friend. That is,
until I met Ceasar. I met him through a mutual friend and we just hit it
off. Hanging out on weekends, going to movies, regular stuff.

Ceasar by the way was 5'8 and like me, black hair and brown eyes. He had
that slightly disheveled skater boy hair thing going for him, which I was
so jealous of because I could never pull it off.



Friday Afternoon:

My last class of the day was P.E., which I had with Ceasar. Now I would
like to tell you about all the cocks I would see in the shower, but the
truth is that at my school we weren't required to shower although we could
if we wanted. No one did of course but the showers were still there
nonetheless. As we finished getting dressed we headed out and started
talking.



Ceasar: so you doing anything this weekend...?

Robert (me): No not really, just have some..."business" that I couldn't
finish this morning



When I said that, I made a jacking off motion with my hand. Now although we
didn't talk about that kind of stuff, we did joke about it and lately we
have been kinda getting a little serious when we made our comments. For
instance, what I just said was serious but I said it half jokingly as not
to embarrass myself. I asked if he wanted to come over to my house and hang
out. He said he had some things to do but that he could come later and
maybe he could stay over. I was excited because I never had a friend stay
over at my house (yeah I know, I'm a dork) and I said, "cool".



Friday Evening:

Ceasar got to my house about 8o'clock. He said that his mom didn't want him
to stay over because they were going to go somewhere tomorrow morning, but
he said that he told her he would get up early and go back home before they
had to go. We had some pizza and watched T.V. for a little while. Then
after that we played my PS2, but we got bored with that fairly fast so we
turned it off. After that we put on what we were going to sleep in. Just
some boxers and a thin white shirt. Ceasar did look pretty hot like that I
have to admit.

Now before you assume that I'm in love with Ceasar, let me clear it up for
you. I've always considered myself straight, but for some time now I find
myself having feelings that I don't quite understand. I seem to find myself
checking out guys. And for a while now I've been wanting to...experiment
with a guy. I wanted to do it with a friend but alas, I had no real close
guy friends. That is, until I met Ceasar. Ceasar is a cool guy and not to
mention cute. So I was just a normal teenage boy who wanted to get some
mutual satisfaction with a friend.

Well back to now; I was at my desk online checking out some sights, and
Ceasar was lying on my bed flicking through the T.V. channels. Ceasar was
propped up on his elbow with one of his legs up. My desk is at the end of
my bed and the position that Ceasar happened to be in was giving me the
perfect view down the leg of his boxers. Once I noticed this I immediately
looked away and acted like nothing happened. He didn't notice this of
course, but I just wanted to be sure. When I was sure he was focused on the
T.V. I looked back, making sure just to move my eyes and not my head as not
to arouse suspicion.

As I looked better I could see his pubic hair and his cock lying along his
leg. It looked nice, about 3 inches and a nice thickness. Although I
couldn't actually see them, I could see the skin leading down to his
ballsack and could see hair there. He fidgeted a couple of times but I
still had my view. I liked that way his cock would move when he shifted. I
looked back at my computer screen but I kept stealing glances in his
boxers. I guess I held onto one of the glances to long because when I
looked at his face he was staring at me. He kind of had a puzzled look on
his face. He felt with his hand at the gap between his legs and his boxers
and then realized that his package was on display for me to see. Quickly he
sat up and got kind of stiff.

We both got awkward and I felt the need to say something.



Me: sorry bout that...I....just...

Ceasar: sorry I didn't...

*awkward silence*



We talked over each other and I was trying to figure out why he was
apologizing. Then I realized that he was saying he was sorry for being
exposed. We just stared at each other and were trying to think of what to
say. So I tried breaking the ice



Me: Dude you have pretty hairy nuts.

*I said this in a jokingly disgusted tone to try and ease things*

Ceasar: man your just jealous because you don't have any hair on your
balls.



Once he said the comment I could see his face lost the stiffness and he
relaxed.



Me: Well I like them smooth.

*true*

Ceasar: really, maybe I should try that sometime.

*pause*

Me: umm...I'll show you mine if you show me yours...



Yeah I know that it sounded like something that a 5-year-old might say to
his friend if he got curious, but it was the best that I could come up
with. I mean sure I wanted to say something that seemed suave and clever,
but the truth is I'm not that good with words and it was the best thing I
could think of that got my point across. So I waited nervously as he stared
at me. I was trying to decipher the look in his eyes as to give some clue
to how he was taking this. And just as I was about to say it was a stupid
idea and tell him I was sorry, he responded.



Ceasar: okay.

*his reply seemed to hang in the air for the longest time*

Me: so how do we do this?

Ceasar: Well let's get them hard first.

Me: okay...umm...we could go on sights...

Ceasar: cool



I sat on the chair at my desk and Ceasar pulled up another one next to
me. I found this to be pretty cool because Ceasar and I never admitted to
going on porn sights even though we both knew we did. So I pulled up some
of my usual sights and clicked some pics. We both had one hand lightly
covering our boxer-clad privates. Perhaps lightly rubbing, but not so much
as to let the other notice. We made empty comments about the pics we saw
like, "nice" or "look at those". Mainly I'm sure they were just made to
reestablish our masculinity. Within less than a minute I had a full
hard-on, not just from the pics but also in anticipation of what we were
about to do.



Me: well, I'm ready

Ceasar:...me too

Me: okay then lets..stand up I guess

*we stood up and walked to the center of my room in a unison that easily
displayed our nervousness*

Me: Should you, or me, I mean...who goes first...?

Ceasar: well you've already seen mine when I was on the bed, so I think
it's only fair that you go first.

Me: okay

*His logic seemed to make sense*



Our boxers were tented out pretty much the same so that seemed to at least
slightly ease my mind. I grabbed the waistband and pulled them all the way
down to my ankles lowering my torso down so that my cock was kept from his
view for as long as possible. Then I stood back up so that now it was out
there for him to see.



*pause*

Ceasar: Whoa!

Me: yeah...?

Ceasar: You're not circumcised?

Me: no



This is another reason I was nervous about him seeing my dick. I wasn't
circumcised and I know that almost everyone in the US is. I had had a
conversation once with some acquaintances about who was cut and who
wasn't. When I saw the way there were talking about it I lied and said I
was circumcised because I knew that if I told them the truth they would
think it nasty or dirty.



Ceasar: wow, that is so cool. I didn't know that you were uncut.

Me: thanks...really?

Ceasar: yeah, you're so lucky. I wish I were uncut.

Me: thanks

Ceasar: geez, your balls really are shaved. And they're huge too.

Me: thanks. I shave them cause when I jack-off it feels really good to hit
a smooth sack on the downstroke.



My balls weren't huge, but they were pretty big. I also had a pretty big
sack, which I was also proud of. I had never been so open with someone. I
don't why I just told him what I did. It was fun to say it out loud to
someone and also a little scary.



Ceasar: well I guess it's my turn.

*pulls boxers down quickly with no thought*

Me: nice, you ever measure?

Ceasar: don't all teen boys? I'm 6 inches

Me: lucky, I'm only 5 and a half

Ceasar: I'd give it up though if I had a foreskin like you.

Me: oh I didn't know my foreskin was so coveted

Ceasar: *laughs* well it is. So how...does it...work?

*referring to my cockhood like it was some sort contraption*

Me: while, when I'm soft you can't see my cockhead at all. But when I have
wood like I do now you can see the head peeking out a bit like...well like
this

*I grab my cock and point the head at him showing how the glans peeks out*

Ceasar: That's so cool. my heads just like...there.

Me: oh, but you do have a pretty fat cockhead.

Ceasar: yeah thanks. So...how do you jack-off?

Me: Usually I just stroke the shaft tugging my foreskin along. Or sometimes
I'll just keep on pulling the hood back and forth to cover and uncover the
head.

Ceasar: Do you use lube?

Me: yeah, sometimes when I'm really horny I'll keep the skin back the whole
time and stroke it all with lube.

Ceasar: Lucky, at least you have the option to do it with or without
lube. I have to use it cause if I don't the friction is to rough on the
head.

Me: Harsh

Ceasar: umm...Can you skin it all the way back to uncover your knob?

Me: sure

*I pull back my foreskin completely, showing him my glans*

Ceasar: cool, can I see how you...

*He trailed off and slowly made a jerking-off motion with his hand*

Me: umm...okay, but you have to do it with me.

Ceasar: OKAY!



We lay back on my bed and I start to rub my cock so I can get it as hard as
possible. Ceasar lies next to me and he starts to stroke his cock. We're
next to each other now jacking off. I stroke up and down my shaft and start
to uncover the head. I was looking at him jack-off and he was looking at me
jack-off. I could see in his eyes that he seemed fascinated with my
cock. He looked at me for a second and said, ''can I...''. I saw what he
was going to say and said ``go ahead'' before he even finished his
question. We stopped for a second and looked in to each other's eyes. I
slowly reach over and grab his cock. He reaches and grabs hold of mine. I
am so overcome with feelings now. The sensation of my cock in his hand is
great. He plays with it stretching my hood. I feel his cock, it feels so
hot. I rub around the head marveling at how fat it is. His shaft is smooth
and I can feel it lightly throbbing in sync with his heartbeat He starts to
draw back my hood and I moan. He looks in my eyes and pulls it back all the
way. He touches the cockhead and I wince.



Ceasar: Sorry!

Me: no it's fine, just that my cockhead is really sensitive. go slow

Ceasar: your' cock feels so hot

Me: yours too



I'm gliding my fist up and down over his dick lightly cause I know he
usually uses lube. He slides my hood back over my dickhead and rubs around
it. Moving his hand down to my balls he plays with them. Feeling their
weight in his hand he squeezes them and tugs down on them a little which
causes me to breath heavier with pleasure. Taking his cue I feel down over
his nutsack and rub his balls against each other. He moaned and I knew I
was doing something right. I went back to stroking his cock since now he
was making a good amount of pre-cum. His shaft was so slick now; my hand
was just a blur on his dick. ''I'm getting close'' he said, so I decided to
go for what I had wanted to try all night. I let go of his cock, got up,
and went between his legs. I slid the head in my mouth and loved the
taste. I sucked in more of his shaft. I couldn't get it all in but I took
most of it. ''OH FUCK!'' was the first thing he said once he slid in my
mouth. ''I'm cumming!'' he moaned as I felt him shoot in my mouth. He shot
about 6 healthy spurts, which I kept in my mouth. I pulled off of him and
was going to spit it out when I figured ''what the hell?'' and swallowed it
all.



Ceasar: you swallowed?

Me: Yeah

Ceasar: what's it taste like?

Me: salty, but pretty much just thick

*Ceasar looked at me now as if expecting something*

Ceasar: well...

Me: what?

Ceasar: lay down

Me: for what?

Ceasar: so I can suck you off.



Well I wasn't about to argue with getting my first blowjob so I complied
quickly. I laid down and he got between my legs. First he licked all over
my ballsack sucking each nut into his mouth and gently tugging down my
sack. Then he moved up to my cock and stuck his tongue under my foreskin. I
just about fainted feeling his tongue licking over my glans. Lapping up the
pre-cum that had been trapped in there. Next he peeled down the hood and
started to suck my cock. He sucked the whole thing. If felt great to feel
his nose in my pubes and his chin pressed into my big balls. He was tugging
my sack down, which was full of cum ready to shoot out of my cock. I ran my
hands through his hair and started thrusting into his mouth. I told him I
was ready to cum and he started to really suck hard. I came into his mouth
and he kept it all in there. He came off of my cock and spit it out in the
trash. He came and laid next to me. We spooned and fell asleep in each
other's arms.

The next morning I was kind of pulled out of my sleep. I say ''kind of''
because I was in a state that was half-awake and half-asleep. All I could
feel was pleasure coming from my cock. It got stronger and eventually I
remember cumming, then drifting off back into a deep sleep. I woke up later
and saw Ceasar was gone. There was a note however on the pillow next to me;



---Sorry I'm not there next to you, but I had to go with my family this
morning. I got up early and got ready and was about to leave when I saw
your hard-on sticking out of your boxers and couldn't resist. I jacked you
off cause I regretted not swallowing your load last night. I don't know if
you felt it or not but I swallowed every drop. I already asked my mom and
she said I could stay over again so I'll be back later tonight.

Keep it hard for me and ill see you tonight

Ceasar---



Saturday Evening:

So here I am lying on my bed waiting for Ceasar. I don't know if I can hold
off cumming any longer, but I just heard the doorbell and I see him out the
window with what looks like a hard-on in his pants.

Wish me luck...!

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This was my first attempt at writing a story. I have been reading stories
on nifty for a while now and wanted to give something back. Hope my story
gave you a good cum.

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