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Ryan And Me, And Ethan 10
That night, and the following early morning, for the
one time I let Ethan had access to my ass, for the one time I let Ethan
fucked my virgin cherry, for the one time I let Ethan plunged his 7
inches down my tight butt - I fucked him back. Three times. It could be
that I wanted to remind Ethan who was in charge. I wanted Ethan to know
that I was the dominant one. Or the way Ethan said it - I was a top,
whatever that meant. Or it could be a simple explanation such as
I loved Ethan's hot ass. I loved feeling his butt cheeks on my skin as
I slammed my hips hard on him when I plunged deep into his ass.
The night was erotic to me. The night was a
satisfying one, where my lust was not restrained. Ethan was willing. He
let me have him in any way I had wanted. I was happy. I should have
been ecstatic. And I was. But not completely. When we were resting,
when the head was doing its thinking, the mind could not help but to
linger to Ryan. There was still this frustration I had with him. I
could not be happy knowing that he had conned me into giving myself up
for his sexual pleasure. The fact that I was tricked to give my first
blowjob - taking in his 8 thick inches rod into my mouth - agitated me
a little. But this pleasure that I had with Ethan was also raising
another question. There was no doubt I liked the sex - the hot
passionate animal-like sex. But there was also the fear. I was scared.
Was I gay for wanting the man sex with Ethan? If I could, I wished Ryan
was there with me. I did not want to be gay alone. I wanted someone
there with me. I wanted my best friend.
I thought it would take a long persuasion for me to
forgive Ryan. That he had to act up in order for me to forgive him. I
wanted him to know that what he had done was not acceptable, and as a
man, as a best friend, he should keep his words and returned the favor.
It was also a want of redemption. For every thought that I had knelt in
front of him and let him fuck my mouth, and I did not get to do that in
return, made me feel like I was cheap. I hated that feeling. I hated
Ryan. I hated Ryan for making me feeling that.
And then the call came.
'Wanna get away?'
These three words from Ryan were enough. Whatever I
had planned to make him realize that I was not pleased was forgotten.
The feeling of doubt that I would still be having a best friend ended
with that call. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was glad that he
It was a simple getaway as I had thought. Ryan
wanted us to get away from the town for the weekend. One where we would
have Friday and Saturday nights to ourselves. Just Ryan, me and Ethan,
as suggested by Ryan. The thought of only the three of us together,
without any restraint and interruption excited me. Not that we had any
trouble to have some fuck together, but the thought that we could have
more than just merely a few hours together was encouraging. we had more
than 24 hours to get wild. We had more than a day to be as sexually
charged as we would want to. It was easy to get Ethan to say yes. He
had wanted this as much as I did. I did wonder if he had wanted this to
have Ryan's hot body, as much as I had also secretly hoped for.
Friday came, and I jumped at the sound of Ryan's car
arriving. I was waiting for 10 minutes but it felt longer. I was
anxious, but I worked hard to suppress it, not wanting questions from
my family. Camping away with Ryan and friends was common. It was not my
first time. But of course none of them knew that it was Ryan, Ethan and
me only this time. I rushed out, carrying my backpack in my hand. I saw
Ryan. He smiled. Ryan had always been close to me. Yeah, we had our ups
and downs. But no matter what, he was still my best friend. Seeing that
smile, and thinking of the promises the weekend would bring, I pushed
whatever little thoughts of the frustration I had with him to the back
of my mind. The weekend was ours. It belonged to the 3 wild young men,
and I was not planning to have any grunges to spoil the weekend.
We talked as Ryan drove to Ethan's place. We talked
about everything, and everything but sex. Or that shower event that led
me to be upset with him. But a few minutes before he turned into the
lane where Ethan's house was, Ryan placed his palm on my thigh. He let
his hand rested there, as he continued talking about his aunt in his
house that weekend, taking care of his mom. This was the reason he
could get away for the weekend. But his hand gesture was more than one
that was merely friendly. He wanted to tell me that he was making
effort to be more romantic in this relationship we were having. I did
not push his hand away. But neither was I sure if I had wanted my
relationship to be anything but best friend, or good fuck buddies.
Ryan's hand moved away as soon as we could see Ethan.
That night that I had spent with Ethan revealed more
than just merely his crush for me. I found out too that his parents
knew about me. They knew about his crush for me. I believed that his
mom was happy to see Ethan spending time with the guy he had been
admiring for years, but I doubted that she would be happy to know that
I had slept with him. I did not ask Ethan about all this. I would
want to, when I had the chance.
The campsite was an hour drive away. We knew a few
places, but we wanted privacy. So, it had to be Sam's Hill that we
would head to. Sam's Hill was once a popular spot for picnic, but
lately, as other places began to merge as spots for family getaway,
Sam's Hill's popularity began to dwindle. Not that it was totally
deserted, but given this particular month, given this particular time,
we knew that it would be more likely to be free. Of course we
could be wrong. But Sam's Hill was just right. We could set up our
tent. There was a small lake. There were trails for tracking, which I
was not sure if we were going to be doing that.
'Ryan?' Ethan called, as Ryan kept his silence,
driving with his eyes focuses on the road. The silence was either due
to that he was thinking, or that he was just not easy to strike any
conversation with Ethan. 'I heard that Lindsay and you are over. Is
Ryan nodded his head. I was surprise to see Ryan so
willing to answer Ethan on this matter. Usually, Ryan would
demand for his privacy.
'When?' I asked. Curious. I had suspected that Ryan
would break up with Lindsay, but to know that Ethan had known about
this before me was surprising. I thought Ryan would have told me first.
I should have found out about this kind of thing from Ryan, and not
having to hear it from Ethan.
'Does it matter?' Ryan asked, without looking at me.
At the back, Ethan moved himself forward, clinging on to our seats to
make sure that he would not be left out from our conversation. I was
rather disappointed with Ryan's response. As if he was reading my mind,
he said - Wednesday.
Wednesday. I thought of Wednesday. And then, I
realized it was the day Ryan came over to my place. It was the same day
where we committed... well, I committed my first act of blowing him.
The images of his thick, hard cock pointing at my face flashed through
my head. I felt a tingle inside. It would not be long before we would
all be naked again, and I would be able to see a naked hot Ryan again.
'So? What happened?' Ethan wanted to know.
Ryan paused. I wondered if he would answer Ethan.
Ryan was not one who could put his thoughts or feelings into words.
Neither was he one eager to share his personal stuff. With me, Ryan
could open up a little. With others, even less. Perhaps because of
that, I knew I was always special to Ryan. And for that, I could never
be angry for a long time with Ryan.
Ryan shook his head. His eyes were still staring
out, avoiding any eye contact with anyone of us. 'Something about us
not connecting. Something about wanting something different. I don't
know. That bitch!'
My eyes caught Ethan's. Something in Ryan's tone was
telling us that he would not want to talk more about this.
'You're ok?' Ethan asked, in a sympathetic tone.
'Here, maybe this would make you feel better!' Ethan
said, as he leaned forward and kissed Ryan on his cheek.
'That's all? How was that supposed to make me feel
better?' Ryan remarked, after Ethan backed himself away. But Ryan was
smiling. What he had said was definitely a tease. 'Gonna have to do
better than that!'
Ethan smirked, before he leaned forward and caught
Ryan's ear with his lips. I watched, engrossed, as Ethan licked and
nibbled Ryan's ear. Ryan liked it. I could see his chests heaving, and
he was trying hard to focus his mind on his driving and yet, he wanted
so much Ethan to continue. Ethan's hand moved forward, to feel
the hardness of the body lying underneath Ryan's shirt. His fingers
played with Ryan's erected nipples, and slid down his hard abs, before
groping Ryan's big bulge.
I was jealous. I wanted a bit of the action too, but
I would not make any move on Ethan, with Ryan there. Neither would I
want to touch Ryan's body in front of Ethan.
Ryan was losing his concentration on the road. The
car swerved slightly, prompting Ethan to let go. We just chuckled, when
Ryan got his car back on the right track. The road was still empty,
with occasional moments of one or two cars driving by. There was no car
Ethan turned to me. 'Kiss me,' he said.
I was unsure. But I was pretty sure that Ryan heard
that. I was not clear if kissing Ethan was something permissible in
front of another self-denying gay best friend, but the damage was
already done. Ethan was not asking for permission to kiss me. Ethan was
asking to kiss me. The tone Ethan had used was telling Ryan that Ethan
was already comfortable enough to go that level with me.
Anyway, I figured that Ryan had his fun. It was my
turn. I turned my body sideway and kissed Ethan on the lips. Ethan held
my face, as his lips covered mine. He sucked my lips as he held me
close. I was pretty sure that Ryan wanted to see this, and was
surprised to see this, but I could not let myself to be thinking of his
feelings. I wanted Ethan on my lips. I wanted to feel and taste him. I
let myself go. Ethan parted my lips with his tongue and slipped it
inside my mouth. Our tongues met, and we unleashed whatever hunger we
had in that moment, exploring each other within our binded, parting
But I let myself to secretly hold Ryan's arm. I did
not know why I did that. Perhaps I wanted him to know that he was still
with me, even when I was making out with Ethan. That he was not
excluded from me. Ryan did not push my hand away.
So, it was the scene of these 2 guys - Ethan and me,
making out in Ryan's moving car, without a care in the world of being
caught or being watched. Ethan was a great kisser. And I enjoyed being
lips-handled by this newly discovered lover. I was getting aroused.
Ethan knew. His fingers had already found my hard-on, trapped in my
shorts. He was stroking me, teasing me.
I was hard. I did not want to wait. I unbuckled
myself and let Ethan pulled me back to the backseat, leaving Ryan alone
to watch the road. I unzipped my shorts and offered my hardening cock
to Ethan, who took it and almost swallowed the whole rod of mine in his
mouth. I groaned. My hands struggled to find places to balance myself,
as Ethan laid back, to give me more room to squat over him. My hand
found Ryan's strong shoulder and held on. Ethan bobbed himself up and
down on my stiff dick. I swayed my hips back and forth, jamming his
mouth with my cock. Ethan grunted each time I gagged him, as my
cock hardened more between his lips. I felt his tongue as I slid in and
out. I felt his spit sliding down my balls. I was thrilled. I plunged
my cock deeper into Ethan's mouth, feeling my balls hitting Ethan on
his chin. I groaned more. My hand gripped Ryan's shoulder tighter. Ryan
just kept silent. I knew his eyes were watching me from the rear
mirror. He was watching my face in ecstasy.
A few more mouth-fuck, and I cum. I moaned. I pulled
out my cock, and aimed at Ethan's open mouth. Some loads were shot
directly into him. Some oozed down, covering him on his lips. I was
panting, happy to get my first loads out. I looked down and smiled at a
proud Ethan. He was always happy to serve me.
I thought of Ryan. I bent down and whispered to
Ethan. Ethan grinned, and nodded his head. I moved aside, and let Ethan
Ethan leaned forward, and spoke to Ryan's ear. It
was soft, but loud enough for me to hear. 'Justin wants me to kiss you.'
I wondered what Ryan's reaction would be. He knew
what this was about. He knew both of us would cum inside Ethan. He knew
I was pushing him. But would he take it?
Ryan's car slowed down. Ethan turned Ryan's face
towards him, and their lips met. I watched from the rear mirror Ryan's
lips touched Ethan's cum-covered lips and held himself there. I watched
as Ethan's tongue pried open Ryan's lips, and forced its way into
Ryan's mouth, making Ryan taste my cum inside his mouth. I wanted this.
I wanted to watch Ryan's humiliation.
But Ryan surprised me back. Instead of being just a
passive kissing partner here, Ryan held Ethan's head and licked the cum
around Ethan's lips before letting Ethan go. Ethan was surprised too,
but he did not say anything. Ryan's eyes met mine through the mirror as
he continued driving, increasing the speed.
It was like Ryan was telling to tell me - the game
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