The Love We Shared

Bryan and I had been friends forever, since we were boys in fact. I met him at a christian camp. (The irony is beautiful.) As soon as I saw him, I knew that I was in love. Even at eight years old, we both knew that there was something different between us. We started out slow, just hanging out at church. Then we started sleeping over at each others houses, and by the time we were ten, we were closer than brothers. He stayed at my house more than he did at his house. At first we made sure that we were complete christian boys... but after a while, we realized that we had stronger feelings than just friends.

Our parents didn't even pay attention to us when we hung out. They even left us at my house by ourselves. One time, the time in question, we had a little more than the usual playstation fun. It was the week after our shared eighteenth birthdays. (Another cool thing we shared.) As usual, he was staying the night at my house, and we got to talking about life, and love. "Well you know that Stephanie and I broke up right?" He asked me. "I heard something about that. Im sorry, I hoped I heard wrong." I reached over from my bed to give him a pat on the shoulder. "Im not. She never listened to me! She always had to have her way, or she would blow. And God she was expensive at Christmas." He chuckled. I laughed briefly, awkwardly. It was times like this, when he would break up with his.girlfriends that I would get that feeling. In the pit of my gut, I would get a feeling like a gallon was being inflated. Then when he would find another girl, and the balloon would pop. "Well, you.know that I love ya, right man?" I asked, making my tone turn joking. He looked over at me... looking into my eyes. He has the most beautiful brown eyes. They beautifully accentuated his black hair and tanned skin. His red lips always made me want to gasp in pleasure at the thought of kissing him. "I know that Kyle, and... I love you too." He said, emphasizing love. I met his gaze, and I knew... he meant it in the way I have wanted him to mean it for ten years.

He stood from the chair next to my bed, never taking his eyes from mine. I move simultaneously, without a thought, and slid back. He took my face in his hands, caressing me softly. My heart picked up tempo, racing as my love pulled my face close to his. "Do you think you are ready for this?" He asked me. "I-I yes. Yes I am?" I made the statement a question in my nervousness.

Our lips met, and my head and heart exploded. His warm caressing lips, and his amazing taste... I could not form a coherent thought. He opened his mouth, inviting me in, and driven by pure instinct, my tongue met his. To those of you who have felt your true love's kiss, you know what I am talking about. Those of you who have not, imaging the best feeling possible, then multiply it by a million.

He pushed me down gently, straddling me and pushing his chest to mine. I could feel his heart beefing in time with mine. As we kissed, I felt his hand slowly start to make its way to my chest. His feather-light touch tickled me. I lifted my arms to his body, pulling lightly at the bottom of his shirt.

He took the hint and let me remove his shirt, exposing his beautiful body. When we were younger, our parents would throw us in the shower together to save time and water, and I always noticed that Bryan had great physique, but I was eight, and thought nothing of it. But today, full of hormonal drive, I could not help but marvel at his smooth-bodied perfection. I began rubbing my hands across his chiseled abs, enjoying the muscled feel. He moaned in my mouth, and then I felt something that I had wanted to feel for almost six years, I felt his rock-hard cock pressing against my inner thigh.

He reached his hands behind my head, pulling my shirt off. I pulled back when he tried to resume our kiss. He gave me a puzzled look. I grinned at him, sliding down lower, and grabbing ahold of his belt. He got the message then, and quickly rolled over so that I could find easier access. I smiled as I straddled him, removing his belt and slowly undoing his zipper. I looked into his eyes once again as I removed his pants. His boxers, straining with the tension of his fully erect cock, were off before he could blink. There it was, the most beautiful penis in the world. Seven inches of perfect man-flesh. I could not take my eyes from it.

It was only after he brought his hand back to my face that I could resume the thought process. "Your turn" he said as he shoved me back into my pillows. All I could do was gasp as he yanked off my pants, boxers and all. We were both fully naked. He lowered his head to kiss me, rubbing his cock against mine. The pre cum was flowing beautifully, slicking our horny cocks nicely.

He thrust his tongue into my mouth with a fierce urgency. I moaned, feeling as if I had died and font.to heaven. "Oh, Kyle!" He said, moving from my lips down. He kissed a line down my six pack down to the base of my six inch boner. He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent. I reached down and pulled his face back to mine. "Your turn." Is all the warning he got. I flipped him over in one move, and licked all the way down to his cock. "Oh!" He exclaimed as I swallowed him whole. I had never sucked a dick before, so I didn't know what to expect, but it certainly didn't expect to enjoy it so much. The taste, the smell, the feel... it was all surreal. I sucked, moving up and down the shaft untill I had it all the way in my throat. Then I sucked and sucked. I felt his hands on either side of my head, and his hips thrusting his cock even deeper into my throat.

We went on like this for twenty minutes, then I felt a change in his balls. "Oh God Kyle! Im going to come!! OH OH OHHH!!" and with that, I felt a hot liquid burst to the back of my throat as his cock convulsed. The taste of that semen is the sweetest thing I hve ever tasted. I swallowed every drop of cum I could, even sucking some out of his deflated organ as he moans quietly.

I finish his cum, and reach up to kiss him. Allowing him to taste his own cum. He likes it. As I feel my dick tightening even more, Bryan gets a look in his eye that says I am in for a treat. He sits up, making me do likewise. He then reaches.over into his bag, pulling out a tube of lube. "I want to be your first everything!" He says as he lays back and opens the tube. I smile, applying some to my cock and some to his ass. He never takes his eyes off of mine.

I position myself right over his hole, too excited to speak. I was really going to have sex with the only man I will ever love. I pushed my head against the opening, making sure not to hurt him, and start slowly pushing myself in. He gasps in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. I push further. Loving every inch of his beauty. "Oh!" He moans. His ass is like the perfect tightness, giving me the most sensational feeling ever. Like my cock has a glove that was designed for it. Once im all the way in, I begin to slowly move in and out, and before either one if us could expect it, we were doing it!! Both of us screaming in pleasure.

Ten minutes of pure ecstasy, and I feel the familliar twinge in my balls. "Oh, im going to come!" I said. "Come inside me!" He yelled. " I wanna feel you shoot in me!!" And that sent me over the edge. I came like I had never came before, in a hurricane of a pleasure storm. I shot twelve times, deep in Bryans ass.

So exhausted, I collapsed on top of him, breathing like I had run a marathon. " I love you.Bryan." I said. He looked up at me. "I love you.too Kyle!" And with one last kiss, we layer down to sleep for the first time, as a couple.