Date: Sun, 24 Sep 2023 01:00:29 -0400 From: Ted Davidson Subject: Jack and Pete Chapter 1 If you like this story please consider checking out my Patreon at patreon.com/TedDavidson_Writer. I make bi-weekly content that will always contain gay, bisexual, trans, and sissy content. I also do requests at other tier levels, where you pick the characters and topic, and I made your fantasy a written reality! Also please check out my published book on Amazon. "Snowed In With My Best friend" by Ted Davidson. It's free on Kindle Unlimited! Thank you for reading! Please remember to donate to keep stories like this and many many more alive at https://donate.nifty.org/ Exploring My Best Friend "I present to you all the class of 2022!" yelled Principal Smith. I flurry of caps came raining down over the group of freshly graduated seniors. Jack, and his best friend Pete were standing in their gowns attempting to catch their respective caps among the roughly three hundred others. "Who fucking cares about that stupid cap, lets get outta here!" Pete yelled over the crowd of people clapping and whistling. "Fuck yeah, I don't want to be in the school another minute." Jack said, unzipping his gown and letting it fall to the floor, leaving it behind forever. Both boys were never at the top of their class and frankly, they had no clue what they were going to do with their lives. Jack had thought that he wanted to follow in his father's footsteps by becoming a mechanic, but in his heart he knew that it was not meant for him. Pete had never had a thought about anything past high school. He always said "when I need to figure it out, I will." He never would. Jack and Pete were hopping into Pete's car to head back to his place to play some video games for the night, maybe steal a couple beers out of his dad's fridge. "I'm so fucking glad that we are out of that shit hole." Pete said while lighting a cigarette and rolling down his window. "Pass me one of those." Jack said. Pete pulled out another Camel, and handed it over to him. Jack grabbed the smoke and lit it up. "You can say that again. You think your dad is going to be home tonight?" "I doubt it, he has been spending the majority of his time at the bar after work." Pete said, taking a good pull off the cigarette, then flicking the ash out the window. "You think he will notice if swipe a couple of his Millers?" Jack asked, flicking his own ash out the window. "Oh, I already planned on it" Pete said, taking a final drag of his smoke, then flicking it out the window. "Excellent!" Jack replied, following Pete's lead, and throwing his smoke out. * The boys pulled into the driveway to Pete's house just after four. No one was home and nobody should be for another couple of hours. Pete lived in a two story old house in the middle of their small Michigan town. A large garage took up the majority of his small back yard and that was where Pete's dad's work shop was at, along with his beer fridge. "So you wanna just grab a few beers from the garage now?" Jack said slamming the door to Pete's car. "I don't see why not. We could just hide them up in my room while we play video games." Pete said slamming his door behind him as well. They hurried along the driveway towards the garage in hopes that the fridge was full enough that Pete's dad wouldn't notice if a few were missing. Pete pulled the fridge door open, it made a seal breaking "shhhlick" when it finally opened revealing approximately fifty ice cold bottles of beer. "Holy shit, I think we could grab more than just a few." Jack said, trying to pull his jaw closed. "Shit no kidding. Why not three each? That should be enough to get us both to the nice warm spot." Pete said already reaching in for his share. "I'm in!" Jack replied, taking Pete's spot at the fridge and grabbing his three bottles. "Plus, if we want to get a little crazier, I think I know where my mom stashes her bottle of vodka that she doesn't want my dad to find. The boys half assed tried to hide their bounty under their shirts, just in case someone around the corner decided to get nosey. The boys jumped onto the side deck, and ran inside. "Hey can you bring mine up stairs too? I gotta take a piss." Jack said handing over his beer. "Sure thing" Pete grabbed Jack's beer and ran upstairs to his room. When he slipped into his room, he dumped the bottles onto his bed and decided to throw on something a bit more comfortable, they did plan on playing games all night and his blue jeans were just not going to work. Pete opened the top drawer of his dresser and pulled out a pair of blue basket ball shorts. He unzipped his pants and let them hit the floor in a heap. "Damn, I knew I should have changed into some other boxers before going to that ceremony. These things are soaked with sweat." Pete thought, feeling the dampness from the front all the way to the seat of his boxers. He dropped those on top of the blue jeans, and searched for a new pair in the dresser. "Shit, where are all my boxers?" Pete looked over to the mounding heap of dirty clothes that were weeks behind and didn't seem like they were going to clean themselves. He was trying to think quickly because he knew that Jack would be up here any minute, and Pete was standing there with his cock waving around while he frantically looked for something clean to put on. "Damn! Well, I guess it's free balling for me tonight." he said under his breath. Pete grabbed his shorts that he pulled from his dresser, and slid them over his naked lower body, feeling the slick material glide over his cock, the foreign material sent a slight shiver up his spine because the material is not what boys boxers are made of. He felt a bit naughty knowing that he was going to be sitting there with his best friend playing games and drinking, and the only thing separating him from years of embarrassment was some thin blue material. He got them up just in time, Jack burst through the bedroom door. "Damn that felt good, now where is the beer?" Jack said drying his freshly washed hands on the front of his t-shirt. Pete pointed over to the bed where their little soldiers were laying down, the white foam that was starting to form on top from the jostling was now starting to settle. "You want one now?" Jack asked twisting the top which was followed by a `tsssst'. "Fuck yeah!" Pete said pulling over another chair so that it was front a center of the TV so that it was in ultimate position for gaming. He reached a hand blindly behind him waiting for the cool glass bottle. Jack handed it to him, and Pete twisted the cap off, and brought the bottle to his lips. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You can't drink yet! We haven't even toasted!" Jack said, lightly pulling Pete's arm away from his mouth. "What are we toasting? Us leaving that shit hole?" "Not just leaving it! Leaving it forever!" Jack said, holding the neck of his bottle out for Pete to tap with his. "Can't argue with that." Pete said meeting the neck of his bottle out to Jack's. They both brought their bottles to their lips and took in three or four good gulps of the bitter piss water. "Ahhhh, damn that's good!" Jack said setting his beer on the table next to Pete's bed. "So what are we going to play? I was thinking the new Call of Duty?" Jack said sitting in another chair that was already in the prime spot too. Pete sat down in his chair that he brought over, landing with a `thud'. "Sure! I figure we have all night to play whatever we want." Jack removed the disc from the case, put it in the tray, and pressed the button to bring in the disc. "Have you played this one yet?" Jack said, flopping back into his chair. "Yeah, Sean came over last week and we played all night. Game is pretty sick." Pete said, taking another sip off his beer. He re-holstered the beer snugly between his legs, clamping it with his crotch. He felt the coolness of the bottle start to suck all warmth from his balls, which left him with a nice cooling sensation on his over heated sack. He looked down and saw why it is important to always wear underwear, the deep red tip of his cock was poking out the bottom of his shorts. He quickly pulled them down, hoping that Jack didn't get a glimpse of his dick. "Shit, I forgot to bring my controller. You want to just swap back and forth?" Jack said searching through his back pack. "Damn! Really? I guess that will work." Pete said, still unconsciously tugging his shorts so he doesn't have another mishap. "Don't worry bro! When it isn't your turn, you can always entertain yourself with this!" Jack pulled out from his bag a really worn copy of "Penthouse". "Where you get that?" Pete said, really pulling his shorts down now. "I found it under my dad's bed. Sure there are a couple pages that are stuck together, but most of the pics are still there." Jack threw it over to Pete, the pages flapping as it flew through the air. Pete attempted to catch it but only knocked it out of the air onto his lap. He noticed the crusty pages almost immediately. "Go ahead and look through that, I'm going to play a quick round." Jack said throwing on his headset. Pete looked at the cover, it showed a girl with overly obnoxious tits that were half covered by a blanket, barely covering her nipples. Pete thumbed through the magazine, stopping at a few of the spreads, then moving on to the next. Most of them were of some faked titted, blondes that were just showing off there pussies with an overly faked `oh' face. After turning through a few more crinkled, hard pages, he found a spread that showed a brunette swallowing a thick, meaty rod, her chin resting firmly on his shaved balls. Pete began to feel a tingle in his cock, which he was now not thinking about it peeking out and showing himself to the world. He flipped the page, the next two were stuck together so it was the next set of pictures. The next scene showed a close up of the beer can cock now squarely shoved up her ass. Pete's cock was now flicking at the sight, wishing that it was his ass that had that fat cock resting in. Pete had always suspected that he was gay, but never really wanted to say it out loud, because saying it out loud made it real. He regularly explored his body when alone, stroking his cock, shoving one, two, and sometimes, when he was really horny, three fingers into his tight, virgin ass. One time, when he was really wanting to taste another man, he even finished a stroke session by laying on the floor with his legs on his bed, which gave him perfect aim towards his face. He shot his load all over his face, letting some of his spunk drip into his mouth. The taste was not what he thought it was going to be, he thought that he might not like it, but the taste only made his cock hard again, and ready for another shot to his mouth. Pete's head wasn't the only thing peaking out from the bottom of his short shorts. Now it was the head and about an inch of the shaft. His cock wast very big but neither were the shorts. The head was now pulsing and throbbing with blood. His dick was hardening fast, and he was still wrapped up looking at the magazine, now on the last picture of the set, the women now had the softening cock resting on her chin, and the fresh warm glaze surrounded her mouth. "What the fuck bro. Jeez man why is your cock just sitting out like that?" Jack said, breaking Pete from his trance. "Oh fuck, shit, sorry man. This magazine is just so hot." Pete was scrambling to come up with something but just couldn't. "I changed out of my underwear because they were sweaty, but I didn't have any clean ones. I will throw on my pants again, sorry man." "No, no, no man! It's cool! That shit happens. Plus, she is pretty fucking hot isn't she? Jack said flipping the picture back to the set that had the man's cock jammed up her ass. "Ha yeah, fuck yeah she's hot." Pete said, his eyes were bouncing back and forth like he was watching a tennis match. "Her tits are amazing." trying now to blend in. "They are perfect, so round, and her nipples look so good. I could just nbble on them." Jack said, throwing his head back like he was already about to cum just thinking about it. "Hey, it's your turn dude. I think I'm going to go change into some shorts too. It's getting pretty hot in here." Jack said, tossing the controller onto Pete's lap, barely missing his now completely shrunken cock. "Sounds good dude." Pete said throwing on the head set. * Jack went into the bathroom down the hall with his shorts flung over his shoulder. He was whistling on his way, trying not to show that he was totally thrown off by what he just saw. He closed the door behind him, and let out a lung full of air. "Fuck! Did I just see what I think I saw? Was his cock seriously just hanging out there for me to see? Did he do that on purpose? Did he want me to see his cock? Did he catch me staring at it for the first thirty seconds while he was in dream land?" Jack thought in his head while he paced around the bathroom. Jack also never wanted to say out loud that he was also interested in men. He started looking at his father's dirty mags at a very young age. Sneaking a peak here and there, it's not like he tried to hide them. He would thumb through the pages trying to find the biggest meatiest cock he could find and imagine that he was wrapping his lips around it, taking in its length, and letting it tickle the back of his throat, coaxing out all of his seed and shooting it down into his stomach. Jack was at a cross roads now, does he try to approach Pete about his cock out, or does he act like it never happened? He pulls down his jeans and decides that he will do the same as Pete. Go commando. Jack then pulls up his smooth shorts passed his half hard cock, unknowingly feeling the same tingle that Pete experienced no more than an hour ago. He rolls up his dirty clothes and makes his way back to the room, trying to act as casual as he can. "You getting your ass kicked?" Jack said stuffing his clothes into his back pack. "Fuck no, I destroy at this game." Pete said over the clacking of thumb sticks and the mashing of buttons. Jack glanced down at Pete's shorts, hoping that he might get another surprise, and sure enough, he did. Pete's deep red cock head was just starting to peak out on the bottom of his shorts again. Jack followed the outline of Pete's cock back toward his groin and noticed that he could see the bulge of his meaty balls pressing up against the fabric. "Fuuuck" Jack said under his breath. He could feel the spark in his cock start to make it grow, and soon enough he could feel it start to creep down the leg of his shorts and push out the bottom, exposing himself unknowingly to Pete. Pete glanced over at his friend that was standing over, staring down at his groin. Pete looked down at his cock and saw that it was peeking out again. Instead of immediately going into defense mode, he glanced over to Jack and saw that his cock was also showing out the bottom of his shorts. Neither of them said anything, but just stared at each others exposed cocks. Pete's cock rapidly started to harden and grow more, and more, giving Jack more to look at. "BOYS!" a voice yelled from the bottom of the stairs. "You boys up there?! We brought home pizza!" Pete's mom yelled before walking away. "Oh, shit! Uh pizza sounds good right about now!" Pete said breaking the trance both of them were locked into. "Oh, uh yeah, lets get some fucking pizza." Jack said shaking his head, hoping that Pete didn't notice him locking eyes with Pete's cock again. They both stood up, not look each other in the eyes, and made there way down stairs. * "You boys looked so handsome up there on the stage today." Pete's mom said, putting out some paper plates on the table. "Moooom." Pete said pulling over some plates for him and Jack. "Hey, I'm your mother, I can call you handsome still." Pete's mom said pulling a piece of pizza for herself. Jack was stuck in another world, pizza was at the bottom of his list for things he wanted to think about at that moment. All he could picture in his mind was Pete's cock. Every scenario in his head always ended with Pete's cock in his mouth, then Pete letting him fuck his brains out. He eventually pulled over a piece of pizza just so he could keep up the act but he knew that he looked like he was in a daze. Pete was having the same problem and the exact same thoughts only, Jack's cock was in Pete's mouth then ended up in Pete's ass, stretching him to capacity. But what both boys didn't realize was that both of their cocks were now poking out under the table, where all Pete's mom would have to do is drop and fork then catch a glimpse of two young boy's rock hard cocks. Both boys seemed to realize this problem at the same time, and had to retreat from their fantasies if they ever wanted to leave the kitchen again with their dignity. Both boys eventually had their cocks back in the place, and thank Pete's mom for the pizza. They made it very clear that they had some very important games to play. They both turned on their heels and sprinted up stairs. Jack was following Pete up the stairs and again was entranced by the way his ass was eating his shorts because the lack of underwear.. Once back in Pete's room they both tried hard to get the thoughts of each other's cocks out of their minds, not knowing that both of them wanted each other. The boys drank the remainder of the beer and continued their slaughter on Call of Duty. "Shit man, we are all out of beer. I don't think I'm done drinking yet." Jack said clearly a little tipsy. "Yeah me neither! Let me see if I can find that vodka." Pete said getting up from the chair, and scurrying away. Jack noticing again that Pete's ass was hungrier than ever. Both cheeks were now stating to show. Pete came back five minutes later with a half drunken bottle of Popov. "Popov? What, are we planning on dying tonight?" Jack said chuckling. "Beggars can't be choosers." Pete said, spinning the cap off the plastic bottle, and take a good slug of the thick burning liquid. "Fuck that's harsh." "Let me see it" Jack said snatching the bottle from Pete's hands, and taking and even bigger slug. "Jesus fuck that shits nasty." Jack said squinting his eyes, trying to hold it down. "Yeah but I can already tell that this is going to be a good night." Pete said taking one more sip instead of a full gulp. The boys continued to take nip after nip from the bottle while playing their game. "Fuck man, I'm really starting to feel it now." Jack said flopping his head back in the chair. "But it feels good doesn't it." Pete said following suit. Jack always got to talking when he got a few in him so why would it change now. "Hey Pete, you got anybody you like at school? Like, like like?" Jack asked not opening his eyes. "Ugh Jack are we really going to do this?" "Yeah you're right. I gotta take a piss, be right back." Jack said standing up and scooting in front of Pete, not noticing that his cock was now starting to show an outline in his shorts. But Pete noticed. Pete waited to hear the bathroom door close and he decided then he would show Jack who he like liked from school. He jumped up from his chair, shut off the TV and Xbox, turned off the bright overhead light, and switched on the much dimmer side lamp. He pulled down his shorts, exposing his naked lower body. He shoved his shorts in his closet so that Jack would not catch onto Pete's plan until Pete wanted him to. Pete then jumped into his bed and quickly covered up. Only allowing his shoulders and head show, but facing away from the door. They he laid there waiting for Jack to walk back. While Pete was setting up his plan, Jack was finishing up draining his bladder. He flushed then stumbled his way back to Pete's room. When he walked in he noticed that most of the lights were off and Pete was now in bed, and looked like he was sleeping. "He man what gives? We done drinking?" Jack said grabbing the Popov to take one more good gulp. "Yeah, I just think the vodka hit me a little too hard, I just needed to lay down." Pete said, not turning towards Jack. "You are probably right, the vodka has me twisted too. Where am I going to sleep though?" Jack asked. "Well I do have a queen sized bed, you can sleep in my bed as ling as you sleep on your side" Pete said with a chuckle. "Yeah dude I don't think you have to worry about anything, I will face the other way." Jack said pulling up the comforter, and sliding into the bed. Pete could immediately feel the warmth that Jack brought to the bed. He was definitely not facing away from Pete because he could feel his warm breath across his neck. Pete rolled over so that he was looking at Jack in front of him. Jack was clearly not tired because he was staring at Pete with the intensity of a house fire. "What?" Pete playfully pushed Jack. "Whats so funny?" "I was just thinking about how your you dick was hanging out of your pants earlier, you should have seen your face!" Jack said letting out a good chuckle. "So you don't want to talk about how your cock was dangling out too when you came back from the bathroom?" Pete said returning the chuckle. Jack gave Pete a playful push back. "You didn't see shit" Pete pushed back one more time before pulling back the comforter to push Jack out of the bed. What he saw when he pulled it back both shocked him and aroused every erotic thought he has ever had about his best friend. Jack was laying there with his cock fully out and on display. "You're naked!?!" Pete said as loud as he could without waking his parents. "Is there a problem?" Jack said smiling back at Pete. "If there is I guess I'm in trouble too." Pete said pulling back his side. "Because I am too." Pete said smiling back. "So what should we do about this?" Jack said moving closer, close enough so that he could smell the alcohol on Pete's breath. "Maybe you come a little bit close and we can find out." Pete said Jack scooted closer to his best friend, wrapping his arm around Pete's waist and pulling his hips towards Jack's. "I knew I saw you looking at my cock earlier." Jack said. "Well how could I not? It is a gorgeous cock." Pete said reaching down, and grabbing a hold of Jacks throbbing cock. "I knew when I saw your cock peaking out today I needed to have it." Jack reached down and grabbed Pete's package. Both of their cocks were now completely hard, the boys were moaning with every stroke form the other. Jack locked eyes with Pete, and leaned in for a kiss. His lips nearly landed square with Pete's but missed and hit part of his nose. They both pulled back and laughed, knowing that the booze was to blame. The next attempt landed perfectly, and they locked lips, driving their tongues into each others mouths. They continued to stroke each others cocks with dancing with each others tongues. Jack pulled away to gaze into Pete's eyes. "Have you always felt this way?" "Why don't we talk about this tomorrow?" Pete said, and started to move his head towards Jack's rigid dick. Pete kissed the top of Jack's cock, then twirled his tongue around the head, tasting the already flowing pre-cum that was running down his shaft. Jack was beginning to moan louder and louder. "Fuck yeah, your mouth feels so fucking good." "Yeah you like that? You like when I lick that fat dick?" Pete kissed the head of Jack's cock one more time before opening wide, and shoving Jack's cock to the back of his throat. He held it there until he felt his reflex start to reject it, then pulled it out along with a string of saliva. Pete twirled his tongue around the head of Jack's cock to spread the spit then bottomed out to the back of his throat again. "Oh fuck that feels so fucking good Pete." Jack said, his hips were starting to twitch now. "Don't you fucking cum yet." Pete said removing Jack's cock from his mouth. "I wouldn't if this didn't feel so fucking good." Jack said trying to control his breathing. Pete plunged the cock back in and started to bob up and down faster and faster, teasing Jack knowing that he could blow at any moment. Jack grabbed the back of Pete's head and started to force his best friends mouth further and further until you could no longer see Jacks cock, it was now completely filling Pete's throat. "Fuck yeah, you still like this cock?" Jack said finally releasing Pete's head from his grasp. "I love your fucking cock. I need that fucking cock in my ass." Pete said getting to his knees. "Well why don't you bend over so I can really fuck you." Jack said pulling his shirt over his head. Pete spun around and got down to his elbows, showing Jack everything he needed to see. Jack spread Pete's cheeks and dove in, driving his tongue deep into Pete's ass. Pete yelped at the invasion, feeling Jack's wiggling tongue go deeper into his depths. "Fuck, get your tongue out of there, I want your cock." Pete said dropping down so his chest was laying on the bed so he could reach back and present himself for his best friend. "You have any condoms?" Jack asked stroking his cock. "Condoms? What? Are you going to get me pregnant? Just put your dick inside me." Pete demanded. Jack chuckled. "You got it baby." Jack danced his cock around Pete's opening until he found his spot. He started to plunge forward at a steady rate until he felt the head of his cock pop into Pete's bowels. "There, it's in. Now give me all of it!" Pete said looking back at his best friend. "You don't want me to take it slow?" Jack asked, slowing working in his cock. "NO! I want you to fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Pete said pushing his hips back to Jack, slamming Jack's cock in for him. Jack threw his head back feeling the warmth of his friends insides. His hole was tight but he could tell that Pete has been working on his back door before. "Oh fuck you are so deep right now." Pete said through labored breaths. "Now hammer me" Jack did not hesitate and started to hammer his best friends tight hole, feeling it grip then relax with every pump. "That's it! Don't hold back! I can take it." Pete said, matching Jack's rhythm, making sure that every inch of his friends cock was plunging as deep as it could each time. "Boys! It's almost eleven! You don't need to be wrestling at this hour!" Pete's mom said from the bottom of the steps. Both friends stopped their fucking. "Sorry....mom......we were.......just........messing......around" Pete said through breathless panting. "Dad will be home soon, he's gotta work a double tomorrow so I don't want you waking him." Jack's cock was starting to pulse and throb inside of Pete's ass, Pete knew that his best friend was about to fill him up with his warm cum. "Don't worry mom, we are going to bed now." Pete said feeling the warmth flood his bowels, knowing that Jack was now exploding all of his juices deep inside him. "Fuck that feels so fucking good." Pete said, feeling his friend pull his cock from his ass, cum flowing with it and pooling on his bed. "Get over here, I want to taste that cock." Pete said moving back to his knees. Jack sat down in front on Pete with his now softening cock standing up right. "You think you can get it ready for me again?" Pete said taking his friend cock into his mouth, tasting his own ass mixed with his best friends cum. "You keep sucking me like that and it wont be long." Jack said thrusting his cock up into his friends throat. Just then Pete's door to his room opened with a long creeeeek. "Hey bud, sorry I missed your graduation today......Pete! What the fuck!" Pete's dad walked is and found his son's ass on complete display, still gaping from the fucking that his best friend just gave him, a trail of cum was still leaking down to the sheets. Pete pulled his friends cock from his mouth and spun around to see his dad's surprised expression. "Dad, it isn't what it looks like!" "I know exactly what this looks like." Pete's dad said, before dropping his work pants to the floor. Continued in Chapter 2 Thank you for reading, remember to please check out my patreon at patreon.com/TedDavidson_Writer and to also check out my book that is on Amazon now. "Snowed In With My Best Friend" by Ted Davidson which is based on some true events.