Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2002 19:35:13 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eric and ME

Disclaimer: What can I say? This is just a love story about two young guys
of legal age (I know, odd for me, isn't it?). The sex isn't even
kinky. (That will disappoint some of you, I know.) But it comes out of my
heart and also my groin cause it does have sex in it! And, before you send
me e- mails asking - NO! IT IS NOT TRUE!!! I only wish it was. You can
guess which one in the story is me! Happy reading!

ERIC AND ME
RimPig (c) 2002

It was December. The Christmas holidays were just around the corner and
almost everybody in my high school was getting ready for the Holiday Dance
that would be held the last night of school before the holiday break.

I really could have cared less about the Dance. I didn't go to
dances. There was no reason to.  Though I was as typically confused about
my life as any 18 year old is (and usually won't admit it.), there was one
thing that I was not confused about. I had no interest in girls, except as
friends.  I knew that all of my sexual/emotional attraction was to
guys. One guy in particular.

That guy was Eric Blackthorne. But this was nothing unusual. Almost every
girl I knew (and probably not just a few of the boys) were attracted to
Eric. He was athletic, intelligent and incredibly beautiful.

Now, I realize that beautiful is not a word usually associated with
guys. But in Eric's case, there was really no other way to describe
him. His face was that of an angel! Almost too pretty to be a male. Golden
blonde hair, deep blue eyes beneath long dark lashes, a muscular body that
stood over six feet - all this combined to make Eric not just a jock/stud
but almost a male/god!

Ok, I had this major crush on the hunk! But it's really not my fault. You
see, I'd known Eric all my life. He lived right next door to me. He was
only six months older than me and we both shared something in common - we
were both only children. His parents evidently couldn't have any more
children after Eric and I was adopted by parents who couldn't have children
at all. Eric became, for me, not only my best friend but like my surrogate
brother as well.

I can't begin to tell you how many times Eric and I slept together in each
other's beds over the years. We were so inseparable, it was like our
parents had two children rather than one. When they talked about us, they
laughingly called us 'the twins', because you hardly ever saw one of us
without the other. And, strangely enough, we did bear some resemblance to
each other. Oh, not that I was as beautiful as Eric. I mean, I'm not ugly
or anything, but I don't have Eric's looks. At least I don't think so.

I did have the same blonde hair and blue eyes, though my eyes tend to be
paler than his. And I am one inch shorter than he is. But where Eric is
very outgoing, I tend to be a lot quieter and shy.  Part of it, I know, is
not wanting anyone to get too close to me so they don't learn my 'dirty
little secret' - that I'm gay. Not even Eric knows. I think he might guess
but I've never admitted it to him and he's never asked me.

When we were growing up, Eric and I had done the typical 'boy'
things. Exploration of each other's bodies, mutual masturbation and all the
rest of it. But we'd never gone 'too far'. There was no oral sex or even
physical affection between us. I'm sure that Eric put it down to just being
typically horny boys. I only wish I could have.

No! I craved to take our relationship to a much higher level. I didn't want
to have sex with Eric Blackthorne. I wanted to make love with him forever!
I wanted to 'marry' Eric Blackthorne!  Something I knew could never
happen. Eric seemed to prefer to date females, especially if they were
members of the cheerleading squad.

After all, it only made sense. Here he was the team captain and quarterback
of the school football team - a team that had fought it's way to the State
finals - and won for the first time in the school's history! Eric was also
well on his way to being the valedictorian for our senior class. Add to
this his charm and personality and he could literally have almost any girl
he wanted from the school's female population. And since the most desirable
girls were part of the cheerleading squad, they became Eric's personal
harem.

I did notice that he didn't stay with any one girl for very long. I asked
him about this once and all he would say was that he preferred 'variety'
and didn't want to get 'tied down' to anyone. Eric had dreams. And with his
incredible will and strength of purpose, I knew he was going to make them
come true. Eric wanted to go to a top University on a football scholarship
and become a lawyer. He would welcome the opportunity to play in the Pro's
but either way, he would get his law degree.

But there was one thing about Eric's plans. They included me. It was Eric's
idea that we should both go to the same college on scholarships and both
become lawyers so that we could open our own law practice - Blackthorne and
Harrison. That 'Harrison' is, of course me. James Harrison.

It made sense in a lot of ways, we'd always been together. We were like the
'dynamic duo'! All through junior varsity and into high school, Eric had
been the quarterback and I had always been his favorite 'receiver'. In
fact, it had been a long, 'hail Mary' pass from Eric to me that had won the
hard-fought state championship game.

Now, it was supposed to be the two of us, again, working our way through
college and into business together. It wasn't like I didn't want that. But
I began to realize it would never work. I couldn't spend the rest of my
life being near Eric and just being a friend or law partner. But at the
same time, I could find no way to tell Eric how I felt. It wouldn't do any
good anyway. He was straight. That was obvious. And the one thing I didn't
want was for Eric to end up hating me.

I could see no way out of this dilemma. No matter which way I turned, the
only result I could see was losing Eric forever. Or driving myself crazy
and ending up being without him anyway. I even, at times, when I'd had a
few too many beers, actually contemplated just killing myself and getting
it over with. I didn't want to live without Eric and I didn't see anyway
that could happen.


I was lost and miserable and I guess all the stress began to show. It
started with my mom, asking me if I felt ok. I told her that I was fine,
but she continued to look at me in that 'way' she does which says, 'You
can't fool me, mister! Something is wrong and I'm going to get to the
bottom of it!'. She didn't press, but I knew the matter wouldn't be
dropped.

Then several of my friends made off-hand remarks about the fact that I
seemed distant and pre- occupied. I blew it off saying that I was worried
about finals coming up after the holidays because I didn't want to blow my
scholarship chances.

But the biggest blow of all came the next day at lunch when even Eric began
to asking me what was wrong.

"What do you mean? There's nothing wrong!" I protested defensively.

"The fuck there isn't, bro!" Eric retorted. "You haven't seemed like
yourself for weeks now.  Something's wrong and I want to know what it is."

"Look, it's nothing, OK? Just leave it alone." I pleaded.

"No chance, bro! Whatever it is, you know I'll help you handle it! Haven't
I always been there for you?" Eric reminded me.

'Not in my empty bed, you haven't!' I thought to myself.

"Look, it's nothing I can't handle by myself, OK!" I practically was
screaming at him.

'Oh, real good, asshole!!!' I thought to myself. 'Go ahead and take it out
on Eric! That should make things better!!!'

"Ok. But you know I'm here if you need me." Eric said with real pain in his
voice and eyes.

I wanted to crawl under a rock! Here he was, the guy I loved most in the
world, offering to help and I'm making him feel like shit! But I couldn't
help it. There was nothing he could do, short of turning gay. That would
help.

"Are you going to the Dance?" Eric asked, changing the subject.

"No! You know I don't dance!" I said, still with a slight edge to my voice
that I wished wasn't there.

"No, bro! What you don't do is DATE!" Eric stated. "Maybe that's what's the
fuck wrong with you! You need to get laid! You need to get your 'ashes
hauled', boy!" and started giggling at his own words.

Well, he hit the nail right on the head. I DID need my 'ashes hauled'.  But
I needed it with him!  Nobody else would do. I needed to be able to touch
him, hold him, be held by him, and say all the things I wanted to say to
him. But that could never be.

"I'm sorry, I don't happen to have a harem like you do!" I said.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Eric asked, confused.

"You know, the cheerleading squad - your own personal little harem of
willing bed partners!"

Well...that came out a little bit nastier than I intended.

"Look, bro! Those fucking chicks don't mean anything to me! They're
convenient to get my rocks off! I could care less about any of them!" he
said with expected defensiveness to my attack.

"So do you care about anybody?" I shot back without even thinking.

That question stopped him dead in his tracks. He sat there with his mouth
open for a few moments, looking at me with a hurt, questioning look in his
eyes. Like I'd just shoved a knife through his gut or something and he
couldn't understand why I would do something like that!

"Yes..." he finally said quietly. "I care about you. You know that,
bro. I've always cared about you."

Now I REALLY felt like shit! I knew that he cared about me. Almost like we
were brothers.  That's the way it had always been. But I needed more from
him and I just knew he didn't have that more to give. That's what was
tearing me up inside.

Luckily, at that moment the bell rang ending the lunch period. We both had
to move our asses to class, so the discussion was 'tabled' for the time
being. It was 'tabled' forever as far as I was concerned. It wouldn't do
any good to rehash it.

And it didn't come up again, until the night of the dance.

I was home alone that night. My parents had gone out to some big holiday
party and wouldn't be back until probably the wee hours of the
morning. Eric, of course, had one of the cheerleaders at the Holiday
Dance. And I was keeping company with a 12 pak and my right hand. As the
evening wore on, I drank more and more and got more and more morose! I
could tell it was going to be one of those 'black' nights when all the
thoughts of what a mess my life was were going to tear me apart.

I was on about my 5th beer when I heard a knock at the door. It was after
11pm. I couldn't figure out who the fuck could be knocking at the door at
this hour. But when I got up to open it, there stood Eric. And he wasn't
looking in any better shape than I was.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked.

"Nice welcome, asshole!" Eric retorted.

"Well, why aren't you at the fucking dance?" I insisted.

"Because I'm not, alright?!" Eric growled at me. "You got another beer
around here?"

"Sure. I'll get you one." I said.

I went to the kitchen to get him a beer but when I got back to the living
room, Eric was no where to be found. But I had been left clues as to his
whereabouts. His formal wear, beginning with his bow tie, were left in a
trail leading up the stairs to my room. I followed the trail, picking up
each article of clothing until I figured he wasn't going to be wearing
anything at all when I found him.

I found him where I expected to, plopped on my bed wearing nothing but a
pair of tight, white briefs! GOD! I loved to look at him like that! Eric
always wore white briefs. I had always worn them as well because he did. I
only wish I looked as great in them as he always did. I could see that this
was an old pair because they were quite tight and showed his basked
extremely well.

"So what the fuck happened? Why'd you leave the dance so early?" I asked,
handing him the beer and sitting down on the bed next to him. We were both
dressed in nothing but our white briefs.

"I just had a lousy night." Eric replied, hanging his head. He hadn't even
taken a drink of his beer yet. He just sat there holding it.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I quietly asked him.

"No!" he growled. And then he paused, putting his untouched beer on the
night stand.. "But I guess I need to."

"Ok. I understand. I'm willing to listen." I said.

"Well, fuck! You ought to be! This is all your fucking fault anyway!" he
said, his voice heavy with sarcasm.

"What the fuck did I do?!!" I asked incredulously.

"You started that crap about 'my harem' the other day!" he said
belligerently. "And asking me who I did care about! I really don't need all
that crap right now!"

"Look, Eric, I'm sorry. I didn't have any right to say that. I didn't mean
to hurt you in any way." I apologized.

"The fuck you don't have a right!!! You have every right! You have more
right than anybody in the whole fucking world!!!" he yelled.

Then something happened that I thought I would never, ever see. Eric fell
over on my bed and began to cry like a baby! Not just tears - heavy
sobbing! I couldn't even imagine that!!! But there it was - happening right
in front of my eyes. I was frozen for a time. I didn't know what the fuck
to do!!! Finally, I tentatively reached out and lay my hand on his
shoulder.

This caused a reaction I didn't expect. Eric felt my hand and raised up on
the bed. He looked at me with his tear-stained face and then grabbed hold
of me and began crying all over again - only this time with his head
resting on my shoulder and his face shoved into my neck!

I sat there stunned for a few moments while Eric continued to sob. Finally
it dawned on me to put my arms around him and hold him. This was not
something I particularly wanted to do because I knew what kind of a
reaction this intimacy would have on me and I only had on these small
briefs and the reaction would become highly visible! And sure enough, no
sooner than I felt the warmth of his body as I held him to mine, than my
cock started lengthening and becoming hard. Soon, I knew it would reach
full erection and then begin leaking cock honey out the piss-slit and
causing a large area of wet in the white briefs. All of which would be
clearly visible to Eric.

But my problem, right at the moment was Eric. I'd never seen him like this,
at least not since we were very little boys. I remember one day when we
were both about four, Eric fell out of a tree when we were playing. He
really hurt his leg badly, tearing muscles and cartilage. Luckily, being as
young as he was, he healed fine. But I remember sitting next to him on the
ground and him trying desperately trying to hold back the tears from the
pain - trying to be a little 'man'. It didn't work, however, and we ended
up with me holding him while he cried and then half carrying him to his mom
to be taken to the hospital. That was the last time I ever saw Eric cry.

I continued to hold him in my arms. I have to admit, my own heart was
breaking to see him like this. I couldn't imagine what had happened that
would have hurt him this badly. Finally his sobs stopped and he seemed to
calm down. But he continued to hold onto me and I continued to hold him in
my arms.

"This feels really nice, bro." I heard him say quietly. "I haven't felt
this safe in a long, long time."

This really confused me! Safe? Safe from what? What could possibly make
Eric Blackthorne feel unsafe?!

"Yeah, it does, Eric. It feels really nice for me, too." I quietly replied.

I thought, after I said it, that this might be pushing things a bit too
far, admitting that I liked holding him. Liked the feel of him in my
arms. Liked the feeling of his arms around me. Fuck! I LOVED the feeling of
him in my arms and him holding onto me!!!

"I'm glad." he replied. "Maybe this is what's been wrong the whole time."

"What do you mean?" I asked, not knowing where the fuck he was going with
this.

"Maybe this is the way it should have been all along." Eric said, looking
up at me. Looking me in the eyes for the first time.

And in those eyes! I saw something I just couldn't imagine. I saw love. I
saw desire. I saw something far stronger than I'd ever seen before. But I
knew I must be crazy! I must be imagining this - certainly I couldn't be
seeing this in Eric's eyes! Eric - Jock-Stud/God of North-central High! No,
I got a wire crossed somewhere!

Before I had a chance to answer, however, or even figure out what was going
on, all my senses were stripped away. Eric reached up and pulled my face
down to his and then gently, very gently, touched his lips to mine in a
fleeting kiss.

I pulled back quickly. I didn't know what to do. Eric had just kissed me!
Oh, how I'd longed for this moment for so long, but now that it was here, I
didn't know what response to make. If I kissed him back, I knew that it
would be all over. I would never be able to rein in my passions and I would
almost devour him. And there was always the chance that his kiss had other
meanings - friendship, gratitude - not the love/lust I was feeling for him.

Eric must have seen my fear and confusion. He rose up and pulled himself
level with me. Then he reached out and pulled me harder to him and put his
lips aggressively against mine. Then I felt his tongue demanding entrance
at my lips and, at the same time, wrapping me in his muscular arms.

That was all it took. There was no turning back now. I opened not only my
mouth by my whole self to him. And he swiftly took possession. I felt him
tasting me and touching me at the same time in ways that I had always
dreamed he would. I finally came to enough to respond and began to stroke
my hands down his muscular body, feeling the velvet softness of his skin
and the steel hard texture of his muscles beneath.

We sat there on the bed, wrapped in each other's arms, lost in each other's
kiss, for how long I can't imagine. It felt like hours but I knew it could
only be a few minutes. I began to think that this kiss might never end and
that was just fine with me! But it did. And then I was left to look at Eric
and I found myself having trouble doing that. For some reason, I felt
tremendous fear and shame for what we had just done. I felt like this was
all some kind of huge mistake and now Eric would realize what happened and
hate me for it!

He noticed that I was having trouble looking at him and he reached out and
took my chin in his hand and raised my face until I was looking directly
into his eyes. Again, I saw the love and desire in them, but something else
as well. I saw fear. Fear that he had freaked me out and that I would
reject him.

"What's wrong, bro. Don't you love me?" he asked, almost begged, me.

"Oh God! Eric! Love you?!! You have no idea how much I love you - or how
long I've loved you!" I answered. "But why now? Why tonight?"

Eric smiled at my protestations of love for him, but seemed to hang his
head at the question of why.

"You know I took Cheryl to the dance tonight." he started.

"I knew you took one of them. They were all kind of interchangeable to
me. I was never sure which one it was." I admitted.

"Yeah." said Eric. "It was like that for me, too. I just never realized it
until you said something about it the other day. They really were 'my
harem', as you put it. And I didn't care anything about any of them. And
that was fine. I was getting my rocks off and everybody was happy -
well...everybody but me. And you. I thought I had it made. I got all the
sex I wanted and you were always there for me. But when things started
going bad between us and you asked me about who I cared about, it finally
hit me. I wasn't happy. I wasn't getting what I wanted. And it was all
because I couldn't admit the truth to myself."

"Which is...?" I asked. I didn't want him to stop there.

"Which is that I didn't want to be just getting my rocks off. I could do
that by hand! I wanted to be with someone I loved and who loved me. I
wanted to feel something other than just another orgasm. But everywhere I
looked, the only person I could see was you! And I didn't know how to deal
with that! And then tonight really tore everything up! Cheryl and I got to
the dance, but within half an hour, she wanted to leave. She was horny and
wanted me to fuck her for the rest of the night. And this didn't turn me on
at all! It was like I felt used - the same way I'd used her and the rest of
them. Anyway, we parked out back of the stadium where we usually did and I
tried to fuck her."

"What do you mean...tried?" I asked, shocked at what he was admitting.

"I couldn't get it up!! For the first time in my life, my cock just lay
there! Cheryl tried jacking me off and even tried sucking on me and nothing
- NOTHING! - could get it erect. I finally gave her some excuse about being
tired and she told me to drop her off at the dance then and go home.  That
she would find her own way home. What she meant, of course, was that she
was going to find someone else to fuck her and it will probably be all over
school by Monday that Eric Blackthorne is impotent!" he almost screamed
this last.

"And that's when you came here?"

"No! First I started driving around. I wanted to come here. I didn't know
where else to go. But I couldn't just come here. I had to think some things
through first. I started thinking about you again. I started to think about
what I really felt about you. Did I really care? And how much? And that's
when it happened." he said.

"What?" I asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.

"I got a hardon!!! I got rock-hard thinking about YOU!" he gasped. "I
finally realized what it was that I was looking for! I didn't want 'my
harem', I didn't even want a female! I wanted YOU! Oh, God, bro! I'm so
sorry! I never wanted this to happen! I didn't want to fall in love with
you! And worse, I didn't want to have to tell you - I just didn't seem to
have any choice. I know you probably hate me for this and I wouldn't blame
you if you did! But I do. I love you. And I'm hoping you might feel the
same. I thought I felt that when I kissed you? Did I?"

He sat there, looking at me. The look of a lost puppy on his face, almost
begging me to love him and take him home with me. But we were already at
home and I was already in love with him.

"Eric..." I began. "I've loved you for a very long time. I've known since
we were 13 and used to 'mess around' with each other that you were the only
person in this world that I wanted. I just never thought you could ever
love me. I thought that you had maybe guessed how I felt or somehow knew
that I was gay. You certainly noticed that I didn't bother dating."

"Well, yeah, bro! That was kind of obvious - that you didn't date." Eric
said. "But I just thought you were waiting for someone special to come
along. I knew you liked me and were my most loyal and best friend in the
world. But I never knew you loved me and wanted me. Why didn't you ever say
something?"

"Oh, yeah! Like I was going to say to you: 'Eric, I hate to tell you this
but your best friend is a fag and is in love with you! He wants to suck
your cock and take your cock up his ass and spend the rest of his life with
you!' Yeah, right!" I said sarcastically.

"Do you?" Eric asked.

"Do I what?"

"Do you want to suck my cock, take my cock up your ass and spend the rest
of your life with me, bro?" Eric said as he stared into my eyes.

I couldn't take the intense contact and looked away.

"Yes." I said almost in a whisper. "I do want to suck your cock and have
you fuck me. But most of all, I do want to spend the rest of my life with
you."

He reached out for me again, taking me in his muscular arms and again
aggressively moving his mouth over mine while his tongue demanded
entrance. As we kissed his hand began to move down my body and I felt him
brush over my cock, which by now was so hard it hurt and leaking like a
ship about to go down to the bottom!

He grasped it through my briefs and squeezed it with his hand. I moaned
involuntarily into his mouth at the thrill that went through my body. He
moved his mouth from mine and began to move his head down as well. His
mouth next attacked my throat, sucking gently and nipping me with his
teeth. An even louder moan escaped my lips! I was on the verge of cumming
and we had not really done anything yet! I had to stop before I came too
soon and so I placed my hands on his muscular chest and pushed him away
from me.

"What's the matter, bro?" he asked, looking at me with some fear in his
eyes. "Don't you want this?"

"On, God! Eric! I want this more than anything, but I'm going to cum and
second if you don't slow down!" I begged.

"But I want you to cum. I want to give you pleasure." he said, looking at
me with love in his eyes.

"I know, Eric, but...." I stammered.

"But what, babe?" he asked.

"Eric...Eric....I....I don't...." I couldn't bring myself to say it.

"What?" he looked at me questioningly. Then a light seemed to dawn in his
eyes. "Oh, you don't know what to do! You're a virgin, aren't you?" he
asked gently.

"Ok, yes! I'm a virgin!" I said somewhat defensively. "I've never been with
anybody. And as much as I've dreamed about being with you, I still don't
know what to do."

"Bro! It's ok! You don't have to know anything but that you love me and I
love you! The rest is all 'mechanics'. We can work that out. I don't really
know anything either. You're the only guy I've ever been with. I mean I
know what's supposed to happen, but I've never done it myself.  We'll find
out together. Ok?" he said soothingly.

I nodded my head, unable to speak, I was lost in the ecstasy of being with
him.

"And besides, bro! This should be easy! We don't have to guess what feels
good or what turns each other on. We both know what it feels like! I know
what to do to you just by what I would want you to do to me!" he smiled at
me.

This began to sink into my lust-filled brain. Yeah! I knew what I wanted to
do to Eric! I knew exactly what I wanted to do - just from what I would
love for him to do to me.

These thoughts gave me courage and I suddenly became the aggressor. I
pushed Eric back onto the bed so that he was laying across it with his legs
hanging down on the floor. I raised up over him and began to attack his
body with my mouth.

I began by sucking and licking his tiny nipples. The aureoles were barely
the size of a dime. I found them incredibly erotic to look at and even more
erotic to taste. They rapidly became as hard as tiny bullets. As I moved my
lips across his muscular chest, however, something else drew me
strongly. The masculine scent of his armpits! I pushed his arm above his
head and buried my face in them, inhaling the strong scent of his sweat. My
tongue tasted the salty wetness of them and I was lost to the taste, the
scent and the sensation.

I never knew how much I was turned on to the smell of Eric until now. God
knows, with all the time we had spent together and all the time we'd spent
in locker-rooms after games, I knew his scent as well as my own. But
suddenly a memory came into my mind. We were about 14. We had spent the
night at Eric's house and we had engaged in mutual jacking-off during the
night. I awoke sometime during the early morning and Eric was just getting
out of bed to go and take a piss. I rolled over into the warm spot that he
left and buried my face in his pillow. I could smell his scent on it and it
thrilled me. I became erect just from that contact with him. I read
somewhere that smells were the best triggers for memories. I guess that
I've now found out how true this is.

I left his armpit and traveled down his body, using my tongue. I glided
over his soft skin and could feel the ripples of his muscles as the intense
feelings drove him farther and farther towards his own explosion. When I
reached the edge of his briefs, I took them in my teeth and started to drag
them towards his feet.  I had to pull them up to get them over his enormous
cock which, when uncovered, pawed the air at a 45 degree angle. The scent
of his crotch hit me and I almost gasped in ecstasy! Using my hands, I
pushed his briefs down to his knees. He raised his legs and helped me get
them off the rest of the way. But I wasn't done with them yet. I took them
in my hand and pressed them to my face. I inhaled deeply of the sweat and
musk that filled them and sucked at the wet pre-cum stain which soaked a
large section of the front of the briefs. It seems Eric leaks as heavily as
I do! And I wanted to taste this sweet nectar from his body.

Eric watched me as I inhaled and sucked on his briefs. His eyes grew large
as he saw me sucking on the pre-cum they held.

"Yeah, bro! Get off on my scent! Suck on my cock-honey! There's lots more
where that came from for you!" he said, his voice husky with passion.

I looked back at him, his briefs still pressed to my nose.

"You smell so good! You don't know how much I love the scent of your body!"
I exclaimed, feeling free now to put voice to any and all of my feelings.

"Damn, bro! You turn me on so bad!!! Nobody has ever wanted me the way you
do! Nobody's ever made me feel so special and so wanted in my life!" he
exclaimed.

"That's because nobody's ever loved you or wanted you as much as I do!" I
swore to him.

Then, putting actions to words, I leaned down and began to lick at his
sweaty and fragrant balls.  I'm glad our parents weren't home because they
probably could hear Eric's moans next door at his house, they were so
loud!!! I nursed at his balls, sucking each one into my mouth individually.
They were too big to take both at once. I then began to lick below his
balls in the area between his balls and his sweet asshole.

When I got there, another scent hit me. Another stronger, darker scent that
drew me like a magnet. The scent of his most vulnerable and secret
place. Eric's beautiful ass! I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know
it was even something that guys did to other guys. But I knew that I not
only had to sniff but lick his fragrant butt. The scent of sweat, musk and
something that was uniquely Eric drew me on and I pushed his legs apart and
up to gain better access to his hole.

My tongue began to lick the length of his ass-crack and Eric began to moan
even louder than before. This was something neither of us had ever
experienced before and Eric was evidently blown away by it!

"God, bro!!! What are you doing down there!!! God! I've never had anybody
do that to me before! It feels so GOOD!!! I can't believe it!!! God! Bro!
Eat my ass. Yeah, man! Eat my fucking ass!!!" he moaned as I continued to
lick and suck at his beautiful pink hole.

I finally got his ass to relax enough that I was able to press my tongue
inside and begin to lick out the inside of his butt. The dark taste had me
almost cumming from the thrill of it! This was by far the nastiest thing I
had ever done in my life, but it was also the most sexually exciting thing
as well! I loved eating Eric's butt!! I just hope he didn't think less of
me for it later.

"Man, you keep that up and I'm gonna lose it!!! Big Time!!!" Erik warned
me.

I moved my licking tongue back up over his balls and straight up his
enormous cock. The fucker had to be at least ten inches and thick!!! I know
I said I wanted him to fuck me in the ass, but I don't know if I could take
this sucker or not!!!

I licked all over the big head and sucked up all the cock-snot that had
dripped down the shaft. I licked out the piss hole and then began to move
my head down, taking as much of the huge organ into my mouth as I
could. Eric moaned as about four inches went into my mouth. He began to
thrust up, fucking my mouth. He pushed to hard, however and I started to
gag on it.

"God! I'm sorry, bro! Are you OK?" Eric said, true concern showing in his
voice.

"Yeah, I'm ok! Don't thrust so hard. Let me get used to this big fucker
gradually!!! You're hung like a fucking horse, you know! And I've never had
a cock in my mouth before!" I instructed him.

"Ok, bro! Anything you say. Just keep doing what you're doing. Please! You
have no idea how good it feels! So much better than any girl that's ever
swung on it!" he moaned.

I went back to sucking on this huge hunk of man-meat. I was bound and
determined to take the whole thing - right down to his sweaty, musky pubic
hairs. I gradually moved the head into the back of my mouth and the
beginning of my throat. I found if I breathed through my nose, I could suck
without coming up for air. Then, with all the saliva my mouth was producing
and all the pre- cum that Eric's rod was producing, I suddenly had to
swallow to get rid of it all or have it all pour out of my mouth onto
Eric's crotch.  When I swallowed, suddenly half his cock moved comfortably
down my throat! I was 'deep throating' Eric and could take his whole cock!

I swallowed again and my nose was buried in his fragrant pubic hair. The
masculine smell of Eric just about drove me over the edge while his huge
cock moved in and out of my sucking throat.

"God! Bro! You've got the whole fucking thing in you!!! Nobody has EVER
been able to do THAT! I didn't think it was possible!!! Fuck!! It feels so
good!!! I'm gonna cum any second, bro!  Get off if you don't want to eat my
load!!! HERE IT CUMSSSSSS!!!" Eric screamed.

I pulled back so that the head of his cock was in my mouth. I not only
WANTED his load - I wanted to TASTE his load! The first shot hit the back
of my throat with such power I thought it was going to go right through my
head! The second shot filled my mouth completely, forcing me to swallow or
drown!  I quickly swallowed and was rewarded with eight more shots of
Eric's delicious salty/sweet cum! I nearly came myself, just from the
thrill of having gotten him off!

We lay there for a few minutes. Me, nursing on Eric's softening cock -
trying to get any left over cum I could. Eric, panting and trying to get
his breath back. Finally he reached down and pulled me up to his head and
pushed my head down on his chest and held me. After a few moments, he
spoke.

"Bro, that was the most amazing, fucking powerful orgasm I've ever had!!!
If sex with you is going to be like this, I don't know if I can survive it
for long!" he said, nuzzling his face in my hair.

I looked up and smiled at him. He leaned down and took possession of my
mouth again with his tongue. I thought for a second that he might balk at
kissing me after I ate his ass and drank his load, but the way he was
licking out my mouth, he evidently found the taste of his own ass and cum
to be to his liking. Finally he got everything there was to get and pulled
up, looking down at me.

"Bro, you didn't cum, did you?" he showed concern in his voice.

"No. I wanted to get you off! I was too concerned with making sure that you
had a good time to worry about it." I admitted.

"Ok, we can't have any of that, now! This partnership has to be equal! So I
guess I'm just going to have to work just as hard at getting you off as you
did me." he smiled that incredible smile of his.

"Look, Eric, you don't have to. Honest!" I protested.

"You don't get it yet, do you, bro?! I WANT to!" he said.

And with that, he started moving his tongue down my body just as I had done
his. He started with my nipples. Up until then, I never knew that my
nipples were so erotic. And, I guess, I was kind of glad that Eric had been
with girls before cause he REALLY knew how to eat my tits!!! He sucked on
them, then he used his teeth lightly to nibble on them and I thought I was
going to cum right then and there - just from his sucking my tits!!!

He also put his nose into my armpit. I was a little worried about that at
first. I hadn't been on a date tonight, so I hadn't even taken a shower
yet. I thought my ripe pits would gross him out. On the contrary! The next
think I knew, Eric was snorting and sucking and routing in my pits like a
real pig! He obviously got off on the scent of my body just like I did on
his! I could hear his moans and groans of sexual desire as he continued to
feast in my pits.

Finally he began moving down over my abs and then buried his nose in my
pubic hair allowing my cock to rub against his cheek. There was a slight
bit of stubble there and it tickled my hardon. He also began to lick and
suck at my balls. Now it was my turn to moan in ecstasy!!! His tongue was
causing my cock to throb and leak cock-snot like there was no tomorrow! But
rather than going down to my ass, he instead went up and swallowed my cock
into his warm, wet mouth.

Eric started to go down on me, further and further. Now, I didn't have a
horse cock like him, but I have a nice, thick eight inches. I felt my
cockhead hit the back of his throat and I thought he would stop there. No!
Not Eric Blackthorne! He was far to competitive for that!!! I had deep
throated him - he was going to deep throat me - or die trying!

I felt him swallow like I had and suddenly I felt my cock moving down the
tight, muscular sleeve of his throat. I moaned loudly as I felt his nose
hit my pubic hair! And I could hear him snorting again, sucking in all that
crotch funk I had built up over the day! 'God!' I thought to myself. 'Eric
is REALLY getting into this!' I fucking couldn't believe it. Here was Eric
- the Jock-Stud-Sex- God sucking on my cock and snorting my crotch! Nobody
would EVER believe this!!!

He began to move his head up and down my cock, allowing it to move in and
out of his throat.  The feelings from his hot blow-job were quickly driving
me over the edge as well. My cock began to harden and to I was getting
close. I was about to warn Eric, when he suddenly allowed my cock to pop
out of his mouth and flop on my hard abs.

"That's enough of that for a while. I don't want you cumming yet, bro! I
want to explore more!"  he turned to me with an evil grin on his face.

What could I do? I was at his mercy now! I was a quivering lump of teenage
hormones praying for release!

Eric got up and moved to in between my spread legs. He pushed my legs up
and back with his hands and my ass opened up and came level with his
face. The next thing I could hear, was Eric heavily breathing in the scent
of my ass and moaning. I couldn't fucking believe this!!! Eric was sniffing
my ass and getting off on it!!! But the best was yet to come! He leaned
forward and began to lick my ass, just the way I had his.

He was right! The feelings were incredible!!! And intense!!! I began
moaning and thrashing on the bed as I felt his lips lock around my rosy
pucker and Eric began to suck on my hole! God! Did it feel wonderful!!! He
sucked and licked at my hole until I could relax enough to loosen my
sphincter and allow him entry with his tongue.

Eric pushed his tongue aggressively into my ass and began to lick inside
me. The feeling was beyond belief or description! He ate my ass like a man
who was starving. And as he licked and sucked at my hole, I could feel him
packing spit up it. Then it dawned on me what he was after!  He was going
to take me at my word when I said that I wanted him to fuck my ass!

Well...fine! If that's what he wanted, I would do whatever I could to give
him my ass to fuck! But I was still scared of that monster cock between his
legs. I began to figure, however, that if his huge cock could go down my
throat, it probably could go up my ass as well.

When he had my asshole lubricated with enough spit for his purpose, Eric
gently began to slide a finger in my hole. It burned a little at first, but
as he worked it further in, it began to feel really good! Soon his finger
was sliding in and out of my ass with ease and I was again moaning and
thrashing on the bed.

Eric then added a second finger. This time, he drove the fingers further up
my ass and suddenly I was seeing stars and feeling like I could cum
instantly!!! I didn't know what the fuck he'd done, but it felt so
wonderful!!!

"What the fuck was that??!!" I moaned.

"That's your prostate, bro! Don't you remember getting a prostate exam from
the doctor?" he asked, his voice husky with sexual desire.

"Sure, but it never felt like THAT!!" I cried.

"That's because he didn't eat your ass and get you relaxed first. That
little sucker's going to make you cum gallons, bro! Wait until my cock is
stroking it!!! You'll see!" he husked at me, his voice getting deeper by
the second from his passion.

"Wait a minute! How do you know so much about it?!" I asked.

"Knew a girl once who used to play with my ass while I fucked her. One
night, she had me jack off while she played with my ass and got one of her
fingers far enough up there to stroke my prostate when I came. It was
incredible!!!" he admitted.

"Well, then! I guess turn about will have to be fair play!" I moaned.

"Bro, you can fuck my ass any time you want - except now. Now, I'M going to
fuck your ass until it fucking falls off!" he vowed.

And I didn't think he was kidding, either!

Eric continued playing with my ass until he had four fingers stretching
open my hole. He at least was considerate enough to figure just how thick
his cock was and what it would do to me if he didn't get me relaxed before
he tried shoving it up me.

As it was, his initial entry was difficult at first. My body still resisted
letting something that big IN!  Finally he looked down into my eyes.

"Push down like you are taking a dump, bro! That will make it relax and
open up!" he instructed me.

I didn't ask how he knew this! I wasn't exactly sure I wanted to know. But
I pushed down, just like I had to take a big dump and the next think I
knew, half of that fucking tree-trunk of his was buried in my butt!

The muscles of my ass locked down HARD! Eric stopped any movement and just
knelt there with his cock half buried in my ass and began stroking my inner
thighs and all around my crotch, helping me to relax. Finally, we both felt
the muscles in my ass begin to relax and he pushed further inside. Again,
my muscles locked up and again Eric stroked my body until I could get used
to this huge invader in my body. I relaxed again and this time Eric quickly
drove his cock completely in my ass! I could feel his soft, blond pubic
hair tickling my hole.

And the most incredible thing happened. As soon as he bottomed out in me,
my ass completely relaxed and all the pain and discomfort went completely
away! Now all I felt was the fullness of his cock. The cock of the man I
loved. We were finally joined like one body! Tears began to roll from my
eyes and down the sides of my face.

"What's wrong, bro! Am I still hurting you?" Eric voice was filled with
concern.

"No! God, No!" I cried. "I finally have you inside of me!! You don't know
how long I've waited for this, Eric! How long I've wanted you there! Fuck
me! Please! Fuck me! Shoot your fucking load up inside me and make me
yours!" I begged.

"That's just what I intend to do, bro!"

And putting actions to words, Eric began to slowly fuck my ass. He started
out slowly and gently but soon the pace and power increased. The harder he
fucked me - the more I begged him to fuck me HARDER! Finally his hips were
slapping against my ass in a loud, staccato rhythm as he pounded me with
his huge cock. I began to feel the muscles in my groin tighten and the cum
begin it journey from my balls up my cock. I hadn't even touched myself! I
was going to cum, just from Eric fucking me!!!

"Eric! HARDER!!! I'm gonna cum!!!" I begged again.

He didn't answer, he just pounded harder and a few seconds later I began to
scream as cum shot out of my cock and flew over my head!

"GOD!!! I'M CUMMING!!! FUCK MY ASS!!! FUCK MY FUCKING ASS!!!
AAAAAHHHH!!!!" I screamed as I came.

The tightening of my ass muscles threw Eric past the point of no return at
the same time and he, too, began to moan and scream out in orgasmic
ecstacy!

"FUCKING YOUR ASS!!! FUCKING YOUR ASS HARD!!!  FUCKING YOU...AAAAHHHH!
CUMMIINNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!" Eric voice joined mine.

I could feel his cock quiver in my ass and each shot of his cum as it left
his cock. My own cum had covered my face, my chest, my stomach and finally
the last of it dribbled into my crotch.

Eric looked down at me and my cum covered body, smiling like he'd just done
something incredible! The same smile he had the night he held the State
Championship trophy which we'd just won! And maybe he had every right to
feel that way. He'd certainly gotten me off better than I had ever gotten
off. The proof of that lay all over my body.

Finally, Eric collapsed on top of me. I guess he didn't mind all my cum
because he kind of rubbed his body against mine and covered us both with
it. The cum on my face and neck, he licked off and then pressed his lips
against mine. When I opened my mouth to his tongue, he let all the cum he'd
collected fall into my mouth as well. We lay there swapping my cum back and
forth between us until it was all gone.

Eric put his strong, muscular arms around me and rolled me over on my side
so that we were facing each other. He reached up and gently stroked my hair
and then my cheek. It was like his eyes were memorizing ever inch of my
face. And it was obvious from the gentle smile on his face that he was
pleased with what he saw.

"God! I love you so much, bro! I had no idea what the fuck love felt like
until tonight! This is the most incredible feeling in the world!" he
whispered to me.

"Yes, but it can be the most painful feeling in the world when you have to
hide it, or it doesn't get returned!" I reminded him.

"I promise you, bro! I will never let you hurt again! You will always know
that I love you! I will tell you and I will show you every day of my life!"
he vowed.

"That almost sounds like marriage vows, Eric." I giggled.

"That's as close to them as I guess we'll ever get. But it won't make them
any less true or any less strong, bro! I promise you - for better for
worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, and not just for
as long as we both live, either! Forever!" he said, kissing me gently on
the cheek.

The tears began to pour from my eyes again as I looked at this incredible
man who I loved.

"And that goes for me, too!" I sobbed, laying my head on his chest.

"I never doubted that for a second, bro!"

And that's the way it's been for over 20 years now. We did go on to play
football in college - in fact, we both were All-American and were both
drafted by pro teams. But we kept to our plan and we both went to law
school.

If you're ever around town, just look for the old converted firehouse near
the courthouse. You'll see the sign - "Blackthorne and Harrison, Attorneys
At Law".

And that's Eric and me.

The end.



I hoped you liked this one. There are no other parts to the story. I wanted
to do just a simple love story with sex in it for those of you who want to
get off as well as have your heart-strings tugged a little.

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