Date: Thu, 7 Aug 2008 22:33:43 -0800
From: hinshaw4 (at) inbox.com
Subject: Converting My Best Friend: Part 1

Please read and enjoy this story. It actually happened, though names,
dates, and sequence of events have been changed to protect the innocent and
spice up the story.

Disclaimer: Part of this story is true, but the vast majority of it is a
work of my own imagination. All names have been changed to protect the
innocent. If you're not 18 don't get caught reading this or don't read it
at all.

CONVERTING MY BEST FRIEND: Part 1

My best friend is amazing. I was there when he touched his first boob and
our parents worked together. After that, we lost touch for about five
years. Then at the start of my senior year and his junior year, I ran into
him in the library. We chatted for about fifteen minutes and caught up
before I had to get back to class. On my way out the door he called my
name.

"Yea?" I answered.

"Can I get a ride home?" he asked.

"Sure. Just meet me by the front doors after school."

"Thanks man, see you then!"

Over the next few weeks we continued to hang out daily. Eventually I
started spending the night at his house. The longest period of time that I
stayed at his house before I officially moved in with him was three
weeks. We had some rough times, not with each other, but with other people
teasing us because we spent so much time together. They called us "gay" and
"faggots". Unbeknownst to my best friend Evan, I really was gay. He was 17
and very very much sexy. He had black hair (dyed hair). He was extremely
skinny and about three inches shorter than me. He had the sexiest six pack
I had ever seen and the sexiest ass I could only dream of seeing but it
looked great in the chick pants he always wore.

That was one of the main reasons people thought we were gay together.  Evan
was the stereotypical "emo" boy. Black hair, eyeliner, chick pants, and he
even (sadly) cut himself. However, I saw through all that. He was the first
friend I ever had that cared about me. Later he would tell me that his
girlfriend and I were the only two people who cared about him and didn't
think he was a piece of shit. His own mother had told him on several
occasions that he was a worthless piece of shit. In early October we were
high and drunk at a party and I told him I was gay. He told me he pretty
much knew and that it was cool with him.

In fact, he said if he ever ruled the world his first objective would be
free love. In late October we were at another party about 20 miles out of
town when Evan came to me with a question.

"Hey man, I'm pretty drunk. Can you drive me into town to see my friend
Jessica?"

"I don't know man. It's snowing hard and that's a lot of gas that's gonna
be used."

"Please man! I promise I'll pay you gas money with my next paycheck!
Please!"

I pulled him into a side room. I couldn't believe I was about to say this
but he was drunk and this would be the best time.

"Let me suck your cock and I will."

"Oh man I don't know. I'm not gay. It's cool that you are but I just
can't."

"No it's ok," I said. "I just can't waste the gas to drive you into to town
tonight."

"Fine! I'll do it but you can't breathe a word to anyone!"

"Deal!"

We got about two miles before a white out started and we gave up, turned
around, and slowly inched out way back to the party. Evan made it very
clear to me that I wasn't gonna be able to blow him since we didn't
actually make the trip. I told him that was fair and we went back and
partied the night away.

Two days later Evan threw me a landslide. He called me and I'll never
forget that conversation.

"Hey Max, it's Evan. Listen, I need $200. Can you help me out?"

"Evan, that's a lot of money. What can you give me in return?"

"A boner. You can take as long as you want and you can even swallow if you
want."

"Evan I was just kidding that night. I could never do that to you, you're
my best friend."

"No seriously Max it's OK. I've whored myself out for money before, it's
kind of fun. Don't worry, you're my best friend too. I couldn't live you
without you man."

So we agreed. I gave him the money but suddenly he forgot about the
blowjob. I was afraid to bring it up so I let it slide. I figured the next
time we partied together I would lead him upstairs and relieve his
load. However I never got the chance. Two weeks later we were at my house
for lunch. I went in the kitchen for some water and when I returned Evan
had his pants unbuckled, unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled partway down with
his hand under his boxer briefs massaging his cock.

"Woa!" I exclaimed.

"Let's do this in your parents' room. They have the best curtains so you
can make it real dark in there. No offense, it's not that I think you're
ugly, but I'd rather not watch my best friend blow me."

We went downstairs, my cock hard at the thought of what I was about to
do. I closed my parents' curtains, turned off the light, and shut the
door. Evan was already lying on the bed with his pants and boxer briefs
pulled down around his ankles. I knelt in front of him. I noticed he only
had a small patch of hair which was weird for a 17 year old.

"Do you shave?" I asked.

"I trim. I shave my armpits and my ass though although I haven't shaved my
ass in awhile."

"That's sexy! Can I rim you too?"

"No man. We agreed on a blowjob."

"Fine."

However, I hesitated. I started giving him a hand job and looking away from
his face.

"Do you just want me to get this over with?" I asked.

"Yes," he said.

So I leaned forward and swallowed his succulent hard 6 inch cock in my
mouth. It was wonderful. I started caressing his balls and occasionally
licking them. I kept opening my eyes to look at his face but he had his
head laid back with his eyes closed. I used my tongue to massage the tip
and lick his balls. I started rubbing his legs, getting closer to his ass
with each stroke. I used my other hand to jack him off as I sucked and
licked his beautiful staff. When I finally touched the edge of his ass he
involuntarily bucked so I chose not to proceed.

I instead began rubbing his stomach and chest. I played with his nipples
with my hand and with his cock with my tongue. I felt his cock tense up and
after about ten minutes he bucked again filling my mouth with 5 jets of
sweet, milky, boy cum. I was in heaven. I stopped and cleaned up his cock
with my mouth. He just laid there and I just knelt there for another five
minutes in silence. Finally he sat up, jumped off the bed, used his shirt
to cover his cock and started for the door. On his way out and up the
stairs I saw his tight hairy 17 year old ass and got hard. Then I followed
him upstairs and he immediately went into the bathroom. I heard the sink
running and he was in there for about 15 minutes.

During that time I released my 7 inch wonder and to fantasies of bending
Evan over and fucking the shit out of him, I came to a strong orgasm
myself. I quickly cleaned up in time for Evan to leave the bathroom. He
smiled at me.

"I'm sorry if that wasn't worth $200 man. Like I said, it's hard for me to
get off to a guy sucking my dick."

"No don't worry about it. It was worth it."

After that we went back to school. Much to my joy it didn't ruin our
friendship. In fact it strengthened our friendship.

People would joke and say, "I bet Evan has a tiny dick!" and Evan would
walk by me and whisper, "It's not so tiny, is it?"

We would both laugh hard and only we knew why.

To this day Evan and I are still best friends and I am still the happiest
kid alive.

Like what you read? Email me @ hinshaw4 (at) inbox.com. Stay tuned for more
adventures of Evan and Max.