Unconventional Friendship

We where getting closer to that line that divides fact from fiction. The older we got, the more difficult it became to play dumb about the secrets between us. There where times where I would run my fingers through his hair and he always love that until I made contact with his face or rubbed his cheek. He would hop to his feet remembering something he had to do but had forgotten. I would always get angry at myself for going too far but knew that an apology was not an option. I would simply except his excuse for having to leave and try to hold back the tears until he was out the door.

When will I learn that I had to love him on his terms, not mine. Even when he got his first girlfriend. Nothing changed between us. It was business as usual except for the new emotion of homicidal jealousy I felt towards any girl that he was interested in. I was becoming an emotional wreck. You would think that I would be happy when he had a falling out with some girl but I wasn’t. I could see that the loss was painful to him and I hated her for hurting him and not seeing what a wonderful person he was. What the fuck was wrong with these bitches? Didn’t they know that he was as good as it would ever get? FUCK!

The sight of Bobby crying made me fell what a mother must feel like when her child is sick and there is nothing that she can do to make it better. We would lay his head on my chest and cry while I ran my fingers through his hair. I knew that he could hear my heart pounding and why. But we carried on with this relationship without talking about it. It was what it was.

Shortly after my 18th birthday I succumbed to the sexual urges that had been raging in me for years. I masturbated with a guy from school and we ended up performing oral sex on each other. I knew that Bobby had been having sex with girls but still I felt horrible by what I had done. I had cheated on him and I felt guilty and sad.

After another dramatic breakup with some girl I was there to step into my role as his place to seek comfort. I would listen to him speak about all of the things that he loved about her and I found it ironic that I loved him for many of the same reasons. This girl in particular had really hurt him. In one of those moments the truth just slipped right out as if it had always been known. I was comforting him and reassuring him that he was too good for her. Then it just came out.

"How could anyone not love you?"

"What do you mean?"

I couldn’t do this anymore. I was going to say it and he knew it. You could smell the fear in the room. His and mine.

"Bobby, look at me"

"No"

"Yes Bobby! Please"

"I can’t"

"Bobby you already know!, you know Bobby!"

"I’m going to get married, I’m going to have kids"

"Go ahead! I’m still going to love you. I will never stop loving you"

Bobby began to cry like I had never heard before. Like a little boy in pain. I felt responsible for it and thought that it would all be over in a matter of minutes. And this time for good.

"Why can’t you be a girl. TELL ME GOD DAMN IT! Why can’t you be a fucking girl"

The whole scene was so emotional that I was surprised that I could come up with the correct answer. 

"Because I would be just like the others who have hurt you and you’d be crying about me in some other guys arms"

I heard his neck snap as his head popped up to look at me. He started hitting me and crying while he pounded his fists on my chest. I did nothing to stop him and the strikes weakened as I looked directly into his eyes as he was doing something that I knew that he never imagined that he would do.

When he ran out of energy he just looked at me waiting for me to speak but I didn’t. I could see the look of sorrow as he realized what he had done.

"Do you still love me now?" was all he said with tears streaming down his face.

"I will never stop loving you"

He was shocked by my response and the look of sorrow on his face turned to
shame and utter horror by what he had done. He collapsed in a heap on my chest and began to beg for forgiveness. 

He was pulling on his hair as if he was trying to pull it out. "Oh my god! What have I done? I’m sorry, I’m sorry" He lifted my shirt to look at my chest and. "Oh fuck! Look what I did to you"

He pulled my shirt back down and rubbed my chest. I did what I always did when he was in need of comfort. I gently ran my fingers through his hair. For the first time Bobby reached up and caressed my face. He started kissing my chest and now it was my turn to start crying. 

"Shhhhhhh" was all I heard him say before he kissed me directly on the lips. I put my arms around him and pulled him close to me. "I’m scared that I won’t like it, but here goes" I felt Bobby push his tongue past my lips and he both fell into this kiss that was unlike anything I had ever felt before. But it reminded me of that night in the theater and how I dreamed about this very moment. We broke off the kiss and looked at each other for a second, smiled and went right back to it. 

I could feel the hardness of his erection grinding against my leg and I wanted to give a blow job for the second time in my life. I ripped his shirt off and he did the same to mine. He feeling of his bare chest against mine was incredible. Our stiff dicks where grinding in a frenzy of wanton sexual release. 

He looked scared as I rolled over on top of him. I stripped him naked in 10 seconds flat. I took his hard cock into my hand and admired its beauty. He knew what I wanted and did nothing to stop me. I pointed the tip of that cock over my open mouth and inhaled it to the root. I could feel his thick bush of pubes on my face.

He was going crazy. He was making fuck moans and didn’t care if anyone heard them. I breathed through my nose and took in that scent that I had admired for years. Now it was Bobby and a mixture of teenage balls that had me leaking buckets of per cum. I remember not liking the taste of pre cum from my first blow job recipient, but with Bobby it was different. The pre cum was a teaser to me and I couldn’t wait until he spewed.

I remember him telling me that none of the girls ever sucked him all the way. I have never had a penis ejaculate in my mouth and before today the though of it made me sick. I made sure that the first guy that I sucked off gave me plenty of warning when he was ready to cum.

I just sucked in anticipation of his announcement. I wondered how he’d say it. Would I get any credit? Would he even let me have a taste. I didn’t have to wait very long and it was perfect. I had never heard another guys sexual moans and it was like magic to my ears. Even the first guy I sucked off just said "okay! Jack it now" and then he shot a tiny wad.

Bobby pushed the back of my head down onto his cock. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" he said. It was turning me on so much that I pulled off my pants so I could jack off while I sucked him. He pushed my hand away from my cock and took over for me. The feeling of his hand on my cock had me ready to shoot just in time with him.

"Oh yeah! You’re going to make me cum so hard! Let’s cum together"

I started moaning with his cock in my mouth. My moans made it clear that I was about to cum. "Oh yeah! Are you cumming? Here comes mine! Oh yeah! Hear it comes"

I sucked faster has Bobby felt my cum shooting all over his leg. It set him off instantly and I felt the taste of his cum flow out across my tongue. I swallowed three times to get it all down and Bobby twitched a few times.

To be continued...