Date: Thu, 22 Jan 2004 21:03:38 EST
From: MAKIDAN420@aol.com
Subject: Best Friend Fantasy

Doug and I had been friends for many years.  He was the tall, dark and
hairy athlete and I was the shorter blonde scholar.  We were truly each
others best compliment.  Neither of us dated through Junior and Senior
year.  We worked together at his parents restaurant and we enjoyed our
group of friends.  Seldom were we seen without the other.

Every shift that we worked together, Doug would find a way to touch me or
tug at my body.  These weren't regular macho wrestler moves, these were
pointed and directed pokes, pulls and rubs to my crotch and ass.  At
first I found this very annoying, I was a serious worker and he was
horsing around.  I never thought that it was a sexual thing.

At the end of our Junior summer we had been playing a great deal of
golf.  We spent every Sunday on the course and then swimming at their
lake home.  It was idyllic.  Our bodies were toned and tanned.  We were
secretly experimenting with alcohol this summer.  One Sunday night it got
the best of us, or did it bring out the best in us...

After playing some tunes and swapping dreams of the future, we decided
the vodka had taken over and we had better get some sleep.  We were in
his bedroom and his parents were below at the other end of the house.
Privacy was assured, so we had been sitting around in our briefs.  As
Doug lay out on his bed he did not bother to get under the covers.  I
looked over at his body and was turned on by his full balls and dick
jutting up from his loins.  Quite an impressive bulge.  His hairy legs
looked almost black in the fading light, and his treasure trail was
clear.

I got instantly hard watching him fall into sleep.  He was occasionally
rubbing his balls and slipping his hand inside his briefs.  At one point
he rolled onto his side, giving me a direct shot of his hairy bubble
butt.  I could make out the cleft through his  white briefs and felt an
urge to feel him there.  I had seen his cock semi hard and hard a few
times, but we never did anything.  Tonight, something took over my
cautious nature.

I quietly crossed over to his twin bed and sat in the crook of his
knees.  I slowly started rubbing his upper thigh.  He seemed asleep and
didn't flinch.  After a few strokes he turned completely onto his
stomach. His beautiful hard ass was staring up at me.  I tentatively ran
my fingers under the upper band of his briefs.  I felt the sweat
collecting just at the top of his hairy crack.  The clean pure scent of
male musk over came me.

Reacting to my senses, I slowly started pulling down his briefs.  I knew
he was awake when he lifted his hips and helped me pull them all the way
off.  I almost came when I pulled them over his feet and one of his legs
landed on my rock hard cock.  I had never heard of a rim job.  I never
knew men enjoyed licking an ass or getting licked there.  In total
reaction to what was turning me on, I ran my nose into his hairy furrow.
As my chin was coming up, it caught on his secret bud.  I felt the twitch
there.  The odor was overwhelming.  It was pure male.  It was not dirty,
we had spent hours in the lake and a quick shower earlier.  I could smell
Doug's essence.  On impulse I ran my tongue through from his balls up to
the small of his back.  I felt his body shudder out of control.  In a
frenzy I started licking and lightly chewing up and down his crack.  When
my lips got near his hole I would suck on it as if I were sucking on my
teeth to remove a food bit.  He started humping the bed with every trip
of my tongue through his crack.  Quite by accident, my tongue found it's
way into his hole.  I would bet we were both transported to heaven at
that moment.  So soft, pungent and sweet.

After all too few flicks of my tongue, Doug quickly turned over and
frantically started beating his cock.  I saw his balls bouncing and
naturally straddled his thighs.  Our teenage balls, full of unspent cum
were rubbing and then grinding.  I grabbed my cock and matched his pace.
Doug shot first.  Even if his eyes were open, he would not have had to
flinch. Thick globs of cum flow over his head onto the head board and
then off to the side on his pillow.  The instant I smelled his cum in the
air I shot in the same fashion.  Our spasms lasted for an eternity.  We
were drenched in sweat.

As I slowed my orgasm Doug grabbed my dick and roughly tried to milk more
out of it.  As the intensity subsided, he slowly turned onto his side,
casting me off his legs.  He turned his back to me and covered his cock
and balls with a protective hand.

Not a word had been spoken.  Not a look had been exchanged.  We never
discussed it the next day.  We have never discussed it in 20 years.  I
wonder if we will discuss this summer at our high school reunion?