Another fucking Friday. I’ve got a couple more hours of work with nothing to look forward to for the weekend. Will and I broke up a couple months ago after he said he just wanted to be friends. I’ve not been able to move on, though I hear Will has gotten serious with some twink he met on Grindr. So it’s fair to say I was down in the dumps. I’d texted my best bud from college several times, spilling my guts to Aaron about the breakup and my current sense of loneliness. He was super supportive and even offered to fly in and spend a weekend. I deflected the offer and he didn’t bring it up again.
As work was drawing to a close and everyone in my department was heading off to what I’m sure was a much more exciting weekend with spouses or partners or family or whatever, when my phone dings. I look at the notification and I see a message from Aaron. I swipe it open to read.
Aaron: “What are you doing this weekend”
Me: “Nothing, same old boring nothing”
Aaron: “Come on dude, you need to get out there, find someone to fuck or suck or just make out with.”
Me: “Ha! Not gonna happen, just gonna heat up some leftovers and watch the game.”
Aaron “What about…”
Then nothing for a minute. I’m about to text him back when a pic comes through.
My jaw almost hits the floor as the image sears into my brain. Aaron, lying in bed, hairy chest on display, one arm behind his head showing his armpit, that fucking armpit. The sheet is down below his navel, that gorgeous grin on his face. Fuck, I always thought he was hot, but we never did anything, not wanting to screw up our friendship. Well… we did have that one drunken night where we made out for a little bit, but it didn’t go any further. 10 years out of school and he is still looking good. Then I notice the pillows, the bed, the room.
Me: “What the hell?!?!? That’s my bed?!? Are you here?”
Aaron: “Why don’t you get your ass home and find out.”
I quickly close up my computer and practically run for the exit and my car. My commute is usually about 30 minutes this time of day, I think I made it home in 20. I barely remembered to close the garage door as I opened the door to my kitchen. “Aaron?” I called out.
“Back here.” I heard from down the hall.
I tried to walk calmly, but I know I was moving pretty quickly by the time I got to my bedroom door. And there he was, all 6’2” of gorgeous man, lying in bed. Lying in MY bed. The late afternoon light, filtered by the blinds, played across his exposed body. Fuck he was handsome.
Aaron and I meet our freshman year at college, living on the same dorm floor. We hit it off the first week with many shared interest, including our attraction to men. It wasn’t long before we were best buds, moving into our own apartment for the next 3 years. I was definitely attracted to him, and I think he was attracted to me, but after the once drunken night, we set up the “Rule”. Stupid rule that I think I suggested. We were really good friends and didn’t want to jeopardize things with sex. So the “Rule” was… No sex, no matter how desperate or drunk, no sex.
“What the fuck Aaron?” I gasped out as my eyes continued to sweep up and down his exposed body.
“Just wanted to see my best friend, and I think you needed to see me,” he said quietly. “The last few times we’ve talked or texted you’ve been so down.”
I just nodded my head and added, “Nothing ever seems to work out.”
Aaron holds out a hand, beckoning for me to come to the bed. I don’t really have to think about it too hard, and I start kicking off my shoes before climbing on the bed. Aaron and I have cuddled before so this wasn’t new. Okay, maybe a little new as Aaron is shirtless, maybe even naked under the covers. Why my mind went there I’m not quite sure, but I settled in on the covers and he pulled me in, spooning behind me, draping an arm across my chest.
“So…,” Aaron starts.
“Yeah?” I prompt him when the pause seems overly long.
“So you gonna tell me what’s going on with you?” he finishes.
I pause for a second, trying to think of what’s going on, why I’m so down. If I can’t tell Aaron, who else could I tell, he knows me so well. “I’m 30,” I start. “Single and…,” I pause for a second, “and I’m fucking lonely,” I finish quietly.
Aaron kissed the back of my head and pulled me in tighter. “Fuck Will, his stupid ass wouldn’t know a good thing if it bit him on the ass.”
I laughed. “True, but why do I keep finding these idiots?”
“You know…,” he started while putting a finger to my chin and pulling my face toward him. “Don’t you think it’s time we stopped the “Rule”?”
I snapped my head around but had to turn my body in his arms so I could face him completely, so I could look into those soulful brown eyes. “But…”
Aaron cut me off with “Christ Pete, don’t you think being best friends is a great place to start?” I could see the hope in his eyes, searching mine for a hint of something. And then, before I could respond, Aaron moved in and placed the most tender, sweet kiss on my lips.
“Fuck,” I whispered, my eyes never leaving his. “Really? Are you sure? You’re my best friend, I can’t lose that.”
“You won’t, I promise,” Aaron quietly said before moving in for another tender kiss. That kissed turned more passionate, mouths open, tongues sliding over teeth and entertwining. His free hand slide down my side, to my waistband of my slacks and started to pull my shirt out. “Too many clothes,” he mumbled before I realized I was still completely dressed. I practically jumped out of bed and soon my clothes were flying every which way. I really hadn’t looked at Aaron till I was ready to pull off my briefs. I tucked my thumb into the waistband and hesitated, finally looking up. Aaron was wide eyed looking at me with anticipation, waiting for me to reveal the last bit of my body. He’d seen me naked a lot when we lived together and shared a bathroom, but this was different. The look on his face made it very clear that this was different. His checks were flushed, pupils dilated, mouth open, his breathing shallow. God he look about to lose his mind.
“Damn Pete,” Aaron said as he continued to stare at my near naked body. “You’re so fucking hot.”
I blushed at the compliment and then could only gasp as Aaron got out of bed. “Fuck,” I moaned out as Aaron’s perfect body moved slowly towards me. He was completely naked and his cock was already rock hard, the tip glistened with a drop of pre-cum.
“Get those briefs off,” Aaron urged me.
I awoke from my trance and quickly pushed my briefs down and off. As soon as I straighten back up, Aaron was right in front of me. Our hard cocks bumping into each other. I wanted to take in the sight of him, study his form under new vision, but before I knew it Aaron wrapped his arms around me and our bodies crashed into each other. Fucking hell! The feel of his hairy muscular chest against my more smooth lean one felt so amazing. I swear sparks were flying every which way and I was afraid my head was going to explode.
“Finally,” Aaron almost whispered into my ear. “I’ve wanted to hold you like this since our freshman year.”
“Me too,” I squeaked out. “Just too afraid of losing you as a friend.”
“Trust me,” Aaron said and all I could do was nod, before he started kissing my neck, nibbling on my earlobe, kissing my cheek and finally kissing my lips again.
All of a sudden it was like a damn was breached. Our mouths were trying to devour each other. Our hands stroking and tweaking out backs, butts, shoulders, everything they could get their hands on.
“Bed,” I moan against his lips. Aaron surprised me by grabbing my ass and pulling me up. I wrapped my legs around his hips and arms around his shoulders as he carried to the bed. He tried to lay me down easily, in what I’m sure was supposed to be some romantic move, but he was a little out of balance and it turned more comical and he practically fell on top as he dropped me onto the bed.
“What the…” I almost screeched as I laughed out loud when his full weight fell on me.
“Oh shit,” Aaron sputtered out as he started laughing as well.
I watched the sparkle in his eyes and the blush on his cheek, a little from embarrassment, a lot from excitement. How have I keep this man at arms length for so long?
“Come here,” I said quietly as I spread my arms, and my legs, to welcome Aaron’s solid frame more onto me. Gods his weight felt so good, so right, as he settled into place, our cocks sliding against each other. In our new position we just stared into each other’s eyes. We were both grinning from ear to ear, eyes twinkling with delight. “Fuck you’re heavy,” I laughed out.
Aaron snorted and kissed my cheek, my forehead, before taking my earlobe between his teeth and then growled lowly, “and you love it.”
“I do,” was all I could add as I pulled him tighter, but allowed his mouth roam down my neck, kissing and biting the tender skin at my clavicle.
Aaron was about 4 inches taller and outweighed me by 30 lbs. He was solid and firm, I was more lean muscle. I could feel our cocks leaking against each other as he lay on top of me. We thrust against each other in the growing slimy mess we were creating as we made out. Our lips getting puffy from the wonderful assault. I could fell my balls tensing as my orgasm was approaching, I almost panicked, not wanting this to happen so soon and not like this. I wanted his cock in me. Aaron must have sensed what was going on and told me to let go, he was right there with me.
“Oh SHIT!” I bellowed out as my balls contracted as spewed a huge load between us, the warm sticky fluid covering my abs and soaking into Aaron’s hair. It was quickly followed by Aaron’s gasp against my mouth as his balls released his juice to combine with mine.
“Holy fuck!” I barely gasped out. “I can feel both our loads running down my sides,” I laughed out.
“What a wonderful mess you are,” Aaron quietly said as he moved off a little bit and examined my stomach. “Now that we’ve taken the edge off, we can take our time. The next ones will take a little bit longer. Let’s take a shower and get you ready for round two.”
Next ONES? Plural? Be still my heart! I laughed, and Aaron laughed along with me, and then we both almost split a gut as I tried to get out of bed and not smear all our spunk everywhere. And it dawned on me, what had always seemed to be missing… joy, fun, silliness. Sex is great, but sex with Aaron was carefree and fun. Okay, we’d only gotten off once, but I knew this much about him after living with him for 3 years. I mean, who ever thought laughing was such a turn on.
Aaron had the shower on and was testing the temperature as I stumbled into the bathroom. He laughed and quickly tossed a washcloth in my direction so I could wipe up some of our loads. “Not fair,” I grumbled, “all that hair,” I pointed toward his stomach where what little of our joint loads were there just seemed to wet his hairy belly a little. Aaron smiled and pulled me into a hug and then, with exaggerated movement, rubbed his thatch of hair over my abs.
“There you go. Happy now?” He asked with a big grin.
“Ecstatic.”
“Great, now hop in and let’s get you cleaned up,” he stated while giving me a playful smack on the ass.
We spent a long time in that shower, going from giggles to moans. Each of us taking the time to explore almost every inch of the other’s body. Aaron’s deep brown eyes sparkled as he watched his hands trace up and down my arms, over my pecs, tweaking my nipples, then down to caress my balls before turning me around. “Get ready hot stuff,” he growled into my ear before sinking to his knees and proceeding to pull my ass cheeks apart and eating my hole like he needed it to survive.
“Holy FUCK!” I screamed, my voice echoing off the white tile walls of the shower.
Aaron snorted into my ass, “I take it you like this.” I could almost feel his grin against my ass.
“Hey mister, less lip from you,” I said trying to sound stern before adding “more tongue,” and grabbing the back of his head, pulling him in closer.
Aaron kept that up for several minutes and I was a quivering mess. He rose from his haunches, reached over me and turned off the water. “Bed, now,” he said huskily.
That got my attention and I practically ran from the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way out. I dried as best I could and practically leapt onto the bed.
Aaron appeared a moment later and stopped drying his hair as he took in my splayed body on the bed. His eyes went wide with lust, the pupils taking up almost the whole of the eyes. His mouth was slack and his cock started pulsing to life. I grabbed the back of my knees and slowly pulled them to my chest.
“Oh Fuck!” Aaron let out with a groan as he eyed my ass, offered to him, spread open for him. Aaron quickly dropped the towel and walked quickly to the nightstand to grab the lube I always kept there. “Fuck Mitch…” he moaned out as he popped the top of the lube and drizzled some on his fingers. His efforts earlier had my pucker loose, but he knew he needed to open me up a little more. I was impatient but he took his time teasing my outer lips, slipping in one then a second finger, stroking my prostrate. All our teasing and laugher were done now, we were both very serious getting down to business.
“Fuck Aaron, please fuck me,” I begged as a third finger entered me and I moaned with pleasure.
“Ready?” he asked as he moved further in between my legs, rubbing his cock head against my now relaxed pucker.
I nodded and pushed out a little as the tip of his cock breached my tight outer ring of muscle. “Yes,” I moaned as inch after inch of his 7 inch cock entered and slid inside me.
“Fuck, you’re so hot, and tight,” he whispered as he bottomed out, his wiry pubes rubbing against my almost hairless ass. He stayed like that for a moment, letting us both get used to the feeling.
“Okay, go,” I told him as I was now ready. He nodded and started pulling out the going back in, slow and steady, getting into a rhythm. He lowered himself onto me and I wrapped my arms around his impressive back and legs around his waist. We stared into each other’s eyes as he fucked into me, using a steady rhythm.
“I’m not going to last too long, trying to hold back,” Aaron said as his lips touched mine. We kissed passionately and moaned into each other’s mouths as our orgasms neared.
“I’m gonna… gonna…,” was all I could get out before I kissed him hard and moaned into his mouth as my load spewed from my cock coating our stomachs again. That was all it took and Aaron roared against my lips as his cock expanded and erupted a warm load into my belly. It felt like he fired off squirt after squirt and his body was wracked with spasm and convulsions for a while before he collapsed on me, his heavy weight making me feel safe and secure.
We laid like that for a while, catching our breaths, his cock still hard inside me. “I love you Mitch,” Aaron said quietly, “I have for a long time.”
All I could do was smile, pull him in tight, kiss his temple and whisper “I love you too.”
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