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Originally published in PlayGuy magazine December, 2001

 

 

I don't know why I did. It's not like it was something that I thought out or planned or anything like that. Maybe it was because Danny had been accepted into college and it looked like I'd be heading for the mill, or it could have been that he was spending more time with his girlfriend. I really don't know. We'd been to a concert the night before with our buddies and had gotten pretty buzzed so it could have been the after effects of drinking and whatnot. It was early in the morning and I woke up with a morning piss-on and the first thing I saw was Danny sipping coffee and hunting for a cigarette. We were alone in our room (well, his room really. I'd sort of moved in years ago when my parents moved away) and it was quiet and all.

I reached in my drawers and played with my dick and whispered, "Hey, Danny. Smoke on this for a little bit."     

He was just wearing a dirty tee shirt and socks. He turned to me and said, "What?"

"Come on. Just for a bit. It's no big deal." I said, using the tone that always convinced him. I pulled my dick out the flyhole and sort of waved it. "Just once. Please. I'm so fucking horny."

     

 

 

"Jay, I'm not queer." he answered, making a face but still checking out my bone.     

"I know. Come on, you're my best friend and I'm really in need here." I pleaded, giving him my best grin. "It'll be just between us, I swear. I'm so horny it won't take long."     

He made that sound he always did when he finally relented and did as I asked. He knelt down on the dirty carpet and touched my dick for the first time.

"Just this once." he said and I nodded in agreement.     

But it wasn't that once. Two days later while we were sitting in the car listening to music I conned him into doing it again. I held back and made him work for it. Afterwards he was going to see his girlfriend and I said, "Hey buddy, there's some gum in the glove compartment. You don't want Chrissie to taste my dick when you're making out later. Some girls don't like that." He called her and cancelled the date.   

 

 

 

The next night I didn't even badger him at all, just pulled my pants down when we were alone and waited expectantly. Danny made sure the door was locked and then got on his knees. I answered the phone while he sucked me and told Chrissie that I didn't know where Danny was, maybe with some other chick. When he'd swallowed my cum I said, "You're the best friend anybody ever had in the whole world."     

A week later I came home and he was playing video games. He was glad to see me, racing games are always better when you have a real challenger. We had a great time racing and crashing, shouting and laughing, just like we always did. I asked him if he had plans for later.     

"I told Chrissie I'd call her. She's mad at me for ditching her so much. Maybe we'll go to the mall." Danny said.

"I was at the mall earlier." I said, my eyes glued to the video screen. "I got us a present while I was there."     

"A present?" Danny echoed. "What kind of present?"     

"Check it out. In the bag there." I responded, "Hey, where's that skateboard game?"     

Danny didn't say anything. I heard the rustling of the bag so I knew he'd got it, there was no need to look.     

"Come on, buddy." I encouraged him, "Let's play the skateboard game. The extreme version. That game is fucking awesome."

"Sure, Jay. Whatever you say." Danny answered. He put down the tube of K-Y jelly and went searching for the game.    

 

 

 

 

 

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