I miss my friend

When I was young, I had a best friend named Shawn. He lived just up the street from me growing up. We would spend the night at each others houses every weekend. We would play NES and watch movies. Typical stuff. Then one day it became more.

We were in his room and it was bed time. He asked if I wanted to play truth or dare. I had never played it before. It started off just normal stuff. Do you like this girl. What's the worst time you got in trouble. I dare you to go knock on mom's door and run back. We were in pajamas. He dared me to take off my pajamas. I did. I was wearing only underwear. Then I dared him to get naked. He did. We did a couple more truths. Then he said, "Not really fair that I'm naked and you aren't." I said, "Well, you haven't dared me to do anything else." So he dared me to get naked.

We couldn't help but look at each other's cocks. He said that he liked mine and that it looked nice. I told him the same. Then he dared me to start masturbating. So I did. I told him that it was kinda weird without something to look at. So he pulled a playboy from underneath his bed. He propped it up so we could both see. I started to play with my cock. Then I dared him to sit next to me and masturbate with me. He got near me but not next to me. I said, "No. Next to me." He said, "Like touching?" I said, "Yep." So he got next to me so our thighs were touching.

We both got really excited and started to get into jacking off together. I said, "Kiss me." He said, "You didn't dare me." I said, "Screw truth or dare." He said, "Isn't that kinda gay?" I said, "No. Just two friends." So we kissed while we jacked off. We would use the truth or dare thing as an excuse to get naked and jack off together. Neither of us ever argued. For me, I really looked forward to the weekends so I could get naked with him.

Then one day, we didn't even do truth or dare. I just got naked. He said, "Don't you want to play truth or dare?" I said, "We just use it as an excuse to get naked and mess around. We should just do what we want to do." He said, "Well, that definitely makes it gay." I said, "Maybe, but THIS is definitely gay." I leaned over and started sucking his cock. I sucked him for a few minutes and he said, "Ok. Being gay is kinda cool. This feels so good." A few more minutes into it he said, "I wanna suck your cock too."

So we 69d. Neither of us knew that term existed. We just both wanted to suck each other at the same time. I was hooked. I knew that I definitely enjoyed sucking dick and I most definitely loved having my dick sucked. This would be the end of truth or dare. At first, we would not talk about what we did when we weren't doing it. After a few weeks of what we had progressed to, we couldn't hold it in anymore. Fridays when we were on the bus home from school, we would start talking about it. Out in the open. We didn't care if anyone heard.

He would say, "My house or yours tonight?" I said, "Doesn't matter to me. I'll ask my mom." He said, "I can't wait for bed time." I said, "Me either. I've been looking forward to it all week." He said, "Me too."

This would lead all the way into high school. We had to keep what we did under wraps because back then being gay wasn't as accepted as it is today. We were both in band together and when we would go on overnight trips, we would swap roommates so we could room together. I was normally the bottom. I liked being on top but I would get so horny thinking about him fucking me doggystyle. We both had girlfriends and would do the hand holding and kissing thing with them, but we had sex with each other. Our girlfriends thought it was sweet that we weren't horndogs just looking for pussy. In reality, we were absolutely horndogs. We were having sex like 2-3 times a week and sucking each other off every chance we got.

We both went to prom with our girlfriends. The girls wanted to go to an after prom party. Shawn and I got a hotel room. We had amazing sex that night. We were both in bed. We were naked and watching tv. I looked over at him and said, "I love you." He leaned over and we made out for several minutes. He said, "I love you too bro. I'm glad I have a friend in you to share these experiences with. High school would have been such a drag without you.

After graduation, we did more of the same all summer. Then fall came. I went to UNC. He went to Purdue. We never spoke again. This was before cell phones and texting. I'm now 48. I've looked him up on facebook and have sent him messages but he doesn't respond. I think about him all the time. I'm married with kids but I miss the friend I had all that amazing sex with.

By Anonymous

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