Date: Thu, 9 Jul 2020 09:45:23 +0000 (UTC)
From: Cody Mitchels <codymitchels@yahoo.com>
Subject: A New Stage In Our Friendship (watersports)

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My best friend James and I were at a wedding together.  Both in our late
twenties it was the time when people we knew were starting to get married.
It was our third wedding this summer.  Neither of us had our own dates but
we were usually each other's plus ones for stuff anyway.  We spent most of
our free time together. That made it harder for us to actually date people,
at least for me but neither of us seemed to mind that much.

It was a pretty fun night. Nice non-religious ceremony, good food, great
people.  The only bad thing was that it was out in the middle of nowhere.
One of the bride's parents had a pretty big chunk of land that they were
having the ceremony and reception on but we had to drive like half an hour
away, which realistically isn't that bad but still.  It was also later in
the summer so fortunately it wasn't unbearable being outside for a while in
a suit.

The reception was a pretty good time. We didn't spend much time on their
"dance floor" but they had a bunch of other stuff to do. The open bar
helped with the slight hokey-ness of some of the outdoor wedding activities
like lawn games and stuff like that.  After a few drinks though having a
ton of games at a wedding seemed like a great idea.

We did one last shot then we looked at our photo from the photo booth. We
tried to see how many of the photo booth props we'd be able to include in
each one.  In one we managed to both wear a hat, prop glasses, hold
something in each hand, and hold up a banner around us.  Somehow though his
arm was still around my shoulder just like it was in most of them.

We had never been an actual couple. We never even talked about the
possibility. We just always seemed content spending a lot of time together
and enjoying each other's company.  I definitely would have been interested
if he wanted to expand on our already perfect friendship but I also didn't
want to ruin anything by bringing it up first.

God he's gorgeous; piercing green eyes and slightly shaggy brown hair that
always managed to look perfect no matter how much he moved or sweat. He
worked out pretty frequently but he wasn't overly muscular but just
enough. That perfect toned lean body. I looked alright next to him, shorter
blondish hair, blue eyes, in shape but not a body like James had.
Especially in a tailored suit he looked fucking stunning.

James stopped drinking earlier than I did since he's the one who drove us
there. Every drink I would have he would just chug some water to make sure
he was fine to drive.  Even though it wasn't that far away the family
offered people the opportunity to stay the night.  Once we saw them start
setting up tents we were positive that we'd be sleeping in our own beds.

We eventually got into his car and started making our way back.  As we were
driving James started to wiggle a bit in the driver's seat. It was really
subtle at first but about halfway home he was practically rocking as he was
driving.

"Fuck I have to piss. I should have gone before we left." I watched as he
kept wiggling and started to grab his crotch.  "Can you check for a bottle
for me?"

"Haha yeah sure dude" I could feel my cock growing in my pants as I watched
him struggle to hold it all in.  Something about it was just really hot.
"I don't see any back there." I wasn't lying but I probably would have just
to see what would happen next. He started to wiggle more and more and let
out a groan.

"Damnit, maybe I can hold it." He brought his knees tighter together and
kept wiggling while he was driving.

"If you have to go just go. You can always take a shower when you get
home." Thinking of that was making me throb even harder. If he wasn't so
distracted I'm sure he would have seen my dick straining at my suit pants.

"Dude no. I'm not gonna piss myself. And besides having to get my suit
dry-cleaned it'd be awful trying to clean up my car." He was groaning
almost in pain at this point. "Ugh I have to pull over."

"No come on. We're on a back road somewhere it's not safe. I'm sure you can
hold it. Anyway we'll be back at my place soon and you can come in and
pee." James took a deep breath and was visibly struggling more. He
shuddered a bit and I looked down and saw the smallest wet spot on the
front of his pants.

"Fuck Cody, it's starting to hurt. I gotta take care of this."

Maybe it was having been drinking for a while or just that I was super
horny but I leaned over and pulled down his zipper.

"Whoa what the hell are you doing dude?"

"It's okay just relax." I pulled out his dick that already glistened with a
bit of piss.  I looked up at him "You need to drive safe and can't do that
while you have to pee so bad. So just pee and I'll take care of it."

I took his dick into my mouth licking the drop of piss off of the head.  He
tried to protest at first but it was easy to tell that he was about to
start pissing whether my mouth was there or not.  I heard his hands grip
the steering wheel tighter and in a matter of seconds I was gulping down
the hot stream of piss as it hit the back of my throat.

I eagerly swallowed, each gulp slightly massaging his cock in my mouth.  I
was more than happy to drink down everything he had to offer but also
practically it was to keep his car and suit clean.  At least I could lie
and say that's the reason I did it if I had to.

Only a few drops leaked from my lips locked around his cock.  He let out a
loud moan that lasted almost as long as he was pissing.  I could feel his
cock start to stiffen a bit but once the tap ran out he pushed back against
the car seat to get his dick out of my mouth.  He put it away and zipped
his pants back up.  I licked the remainder from my lips and let out a
gentle sigh as I rearranged my throbbing dick in my pants a bit of precum
showing through my suit pants.

"Fuck.... Thanks..." James bit his lip, sighed again and rubbed at the wet
spot on his pants a bit to dry it and then refocused on driving us home.

"Anytime." was all I could say along with a small chuckle.

The rest of the car ride was pretty silent.  I was really worried that I
made a huge mistake. Did I just fuck up our friendship? He seemed to enjoy
it, or at least be fine with it.  It was just one friend helping out
another.  It was no different than when he helped me move into my
apartment. I was too busy worrying to notice that he drove us to his
apartment instead of dropping me off at mine.

"Come in for a drink Cody." James wasn't asking but telling me to.  Before
I could even answer he was already out of the car walking up to the door.


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