Jace and I have been friends since way back when. In high school, we had many of the same classes and many of the same friends. To be honest, we were pretty inseparable. By the time we needed to make our college selections, we ended up gathering all the school catalogs at my house and filled out our applications together, promising and hoping that we would be accepted to the same schools and committing ourselves to choosing the same school when all was done. And providence was on our side - we were both accepted to North State University, a two hour drive north of the town where we lived. Our student lives were pretty ordinary, and to be honest, I am unable to report any great adventures or calamities, which I guess is a good thing. My name is Logan.
Our social lives during high school and college were pretty ordinary. Since neither Jace nor I were jocks or nerds, we fell comfortably in the middle.
We both majored in business, and after graduation, we found ourselves in management trainee career paths at major corporations. We stayed near the North State University area where several corporate headquarters were located, and of course shared our first real apartment in the same area. But I need to back up some to one night in our dorm room during our sophomore year of college.
By age 19, Jace, who was 175 pounds and 6 foot 2 in height, looked like the boy next door. With wavy brown hair and brown eyes, his trim muscular build made him a target of most girls around campus, not to mention the occasional guy who seemed to offer an inviting look. And I had seen him enough times changing in our room or at the showers to know that he had a smooth body. So there we sat in our room, getting ready to go to bed, and Jace started a fateful conversation.
By age 20, Jace surprised me. "I think we're gay!" Jace blurted out.
I looked over at him, sitting up in his bed, wearing a white undershirt and a pair of blue boxers. "Excuse me?" I responded, not knowing whether to take him seriously or not.
"No, really, I think that's why we don't hang out with girls much!" Jace explained. "We're just not into them, I think."
"I'm not sure what's gotten into you but you are so wrong," I began. "I remember last year when we went on that double date at the drive-in movie, and it started to rain, we both scored in that car that night! And we were 19! " I concluded.
Jace just looked at me blankly. "I know I like girls!" I stated.
Jace shrugged his shoulders. "I know that Logan, but I think there's more!"
Jace just sat there silently. "I had sex with a guy last week!" he suddenly blurted out.
Not knowing what to say, I sat quietly and patiently, waiting for him to add more to his revelation.
"I just liked it!" he admitted, a sly grin beginning to form across his mouth.
It was my turn to shrug. "That doesn't necessarily mean anything Jace. Maybe you are and maybe you're not, it's all good!" I said. Jace grin, maybe out of relief I didn't scream at his news.
"So is this guy a friend or just a quick sex partner?" I asked.
There was Jace shrugging again. "Not sure! It started as a quick blow job in the locker room after class but we've been hanging out during lunch a lot this week. He's the guy I went to the movies with tonight. It felt good!" he added.
"Well Jace, that's cool, honest," I said.
"You're not mad, Logan?" he asked me hesitantly.
"Why would I be?" I responded. "We've always had our own personal lives! We're just best buds, that's all! Just remember, he can be your sex toy, but I'm always your best bud! Got it?" I joked.
Jace gave me the widest grin and jumped out of bed, giving me a great big bear hug. "Thanks pal, you're the best!" he whispered in my ear as he let me go, jumping back into his bed and turning over to go to sleep.
"And you are too you know, Logan! When you're ready to come out, I'll be there for you too! Sleep tight," Jace offered.
"That's right Jace, I really don't like girls at all. I just practice on them to convince myself of that," I replied, reaching to turn out the room light and laying down to go to sleep.
Well, Jace was gay. He and his movie night partner dated for over a year. Jace had several more relationships, just as I did, which sadly for the two of us, never materialized into anything serious. That was of course until the second half of our senior year. That's when Jace met Zack. Jace and I were on a lunch break between classes and went to a popular burger joint. Getting ready for an upcoming exam in a class we shared, we discussed some of the material. At one point, with our mouths filled with food, we got stumped on a particular class problem. From out of nowhere, a voice at the next table called out the answer to us! We were grateful for the information and looked over to thank our helper. We saw this guy at the next table having lunch by himself. We recognized him as someone who had sat in the back of our classroom. He introduced himself to us right away.
"Hi! I'm Zach, I'm in your class, I recognize you guys!" Zach said, wiping his hand on his pants before offering it to us for a quick handshake. Jace and I followed suit, also wiping hands on our pants legs and shaking Zach's hand. We immediately had him move to our table so he wouldn't have to eat alone. We talked a bit more about the class material we were studying. Jace made a comment that we had never chatted together before.
"I really wasn't avoiding you in class," Zach offered, I just didn't want to get in the way of a couple!" he explained.
"Oh, we're not a couple," I stated. "Just long time friends," I added.
"Roommates actually," Jace contributed, "Besides, Logan is still straight, so far!" Jace said with a giggle.
"Hey!" I objected. "I like girls, lay off Jace!" I proclaimed.
"It's cool," Zach began, "I used to be straight too," he proudly admitted.
"Oh really, said a suddenly interested Jace. "Please continue!"
Needless to say, watching Jace ogle Zach, I could see the fires start to grow. And I had to admit, Zach was quite good looking. At maybe 185 pounds, and a good 6 foot 2 in height, his short blonde hair and blue eyes made him stand out in a crowd. Jace would later add the facts that Zach had 8 inches cut and had a pretty hairy chest. But at that moment, I could feel myself start to disappear. Very little class material was discussed after that point as Zach and Jace shared family histories and other details about their lives.
That just about brings us back to present time. Zach and Jace have been dating ever since. Although they have talked about moving in together, they both seem to enjoy their own space for now. I reminded Jace that he still shares an apartment with me, but he enjoys his quiet home time away from work and romance.
The other night, Jace came home from an early date with Zach.
"Why home so early man? Everything okay?" I asked.
"I have an early day that's going to be pretty busy tomorrow," Jace explained.
"I thought you'd stay over at Zach's," I replied.
"Nah, he had an early morning too, and when I stay over, we don't get much sleep," Jace added with a sly grin.
"How about you, Logan? Anything happening on your social calendar?" Jace asked.
"Nah, just chilling," I replied. "Maybe tomorrow you and I can grab a bite together? We haven't done that in a while, unless you have plans of course!" I suggested.
Jace smiled as he began to unbutton his shirt. "I'd like that," he replied. "Dinner and something fun for a change!" he said, turning as he began to walk off to his room.
The next day at work was ordinary enough, and I looked forward to having dinner with Jace. Between work and his time with Zach, we really didn't have that much time to hang out much anymore. By mid day, we had exchanged texts and decided on a new seafood restaurant downtown. Nothing fancy but definitely a step above the typical fast food we usually settled for. We had a really good time together. With good food, and splitting a bottle of wine, it was a really nice evening we were spending together.
Almost ready for desert, Jace gave me one of those serious looks. "What?" I blurted out, tired of his knowing stare.
"We need to talk Logan," Jace began.
"Is this the moving out speech I've been expecting?" I asked.
Jace smiled and gave me a light laugh. "No, not at all, ... at least not yet!" he responded.
"Oh, then what?" I continued.
"Zach and I will probably move in together, but we're thinking not for another six months," Jace explained.
"Its about you! You need a social life!" Jace commented.
"Well, MOM, I have a social life!" I answered, with a bit of indignation.
Jace just stared at me with a concerned look. "Not that gay thing again Jace?" I said.
"Listen Logan, I really don't care if you are gay, bi or tri or that matter! I just want you comfortable and happy!"
"Tri? What the fuck is tri?" I asked, ready to laugh.
"Seriously, are you happy with your love life?" Jace asked, pushing the question. "And tri is a joke, as in 'try anything'", Jace added with a chuckle.
"I'm fine, honest. I Just haven't found anyone I'm interested in; or comfortable to be with, for that matter," I offered.
"Listen, I see how you turn your head when a good looking guy walks by and I think you'd be happier if you just admit it to yourself, that's all! I think once you move in that direction, you'll be open to meet the right person, whether it be female or ... MALE!" Jace said, emphasizing the 'male' when he said it.
"You're just wrong Jace, but thanks for caring, honest!" I said, offering him a conciliatory grin.
We finished up dinner without saying anything else on the subject, and then we went home. We were both looking forward to a quiet night, so after washing up, I slipped into a clean pair of boxers and planted myself in front of the television. I began my usual flicking of the remote and played channel roulette, hoping to find something that either wasn't twenty years old or inanely stupid.
A short while later Jace came out into the living room. I had heard him in the shower and was now shocked to see him dressed up in a black suit and white shirt and tie, moving to stand in front of the television set. He picked up the remote and shut off the television, turning to face me.
"You going out Jace? I thought you were about to turn in!" I commented.
"Lets just call this an intervention Logan!" Jace said, offering me a reassuring grin.
"You lost me Jace, and please turn the television back on. I wasn't watching anything good to be honest. It was just some reality show. Get this, they dump these people on a remote island and hand them a skillet and a sewing machine. The person who lasts the longest while cooking the best gourmet meal and designing and making the best runway outfit wins! Crazy huh?" I said, trying to change the subject or whatever screwball plan Jace had cooked up!
Jace turned around to where we had a small ipod attached to some small speakers. He pushed some buttons and controls and suddenly some bump and grind music started to play.
Holy shit, was all I could think. Jace began to slowly dance in front of me, wiggling his hips and looking as sexy as he could, which at the moment wasn't very effective.
"What the hell, Jace!" I said, a bit annoyed.
"I'm going to prove to you that you do get off on guys!" Jace explained.
"We're roomies, like best buds, this is just wrong," I offered.
But Jace ignored my pleas. By now, his jacket was off and his tie was loosened. Resigned that he was not going away, I folded my arms across my chest and leaned back into the couch. I made myself comfortable, spreading my legs a bit and started to make faces at Jace as he tried valiantly to remain serious in this apparent seduction, or whatever it was!
After a while, watching Jace, I could tell by his face that he was really enjoying putting on a show for me. But what he was attempting to prove I could not guess. With his tie gone, he removed his white shirt to reveal his muscular smooth chest. He began to dance a bit closer to me and I enjoyed looking him over. Of course I was not aroused but merely appreciating his fine physique. His smooth chest and decent sized nipples stared at me. He flexed his arms and lifted them up, revealing small patches of hair under his arms which forced his chest muscles forward, protruding and flexing somewhat. Jace shook his head once or twice, forcing his wavy brown hair to fall over his forehead. He was cute, I had to admit it.
A few times he stared me down until we held eye contact, winking and grinning, as if he was in on this odd joke. Jace took a few steps closer to me.
"I'm going to remove my pants now Logan. Are you ready?" Jace cooed.
"Why Jace, you gotta pee or something?" I joked.
With his eyes still locked on me, Jace moved his fingers to the pants zipper and lowered it slowly. He pushed his pants down over his hips and his muscular thighs. I was a bit surprised to see him wearing only a white thong. Actually I was a bit shocked. The thin nylon material was pretty sheer, leaving nothing to the imagination. We had seen each other naked countless times, either in school or while sharing the apartment, but this time was different, very different. Jace's cock was semi hard, and he repeatedly was rubbing through the thong, and lightly moaning as he did so. But this time felt different, and I could feel my heart beat pick up the tempo, as if it was syncing with the hypnotic music playing in the room. Jace stepped closer still, grinding his hips side to side and then back and forth. I could smell his body heat. I could smell the vestiges of soap on his skin, and I cold also detect a light scent of sweat. His proximity was certainly forcing me to react deep down inside.
Suddenly Jace was smiling broadly, nodding his head in my direction. Actually nodding his head in the direction of my lap. I was grinning back at him until I lowered my head to look at my lap and what he was recognizing. I looked and was shocked. My boxers had formed a very obvious tent and at the very peak of that tent was a small wet dot. I was leaking! Holy shit, I was aroused! But how could I be? This was my best friend and roommate. I didn't have the hots for him or desire him!
But I knew I was hooked. I couldn't fight the feeling and nonchalantly slipped my hand into my boxers, grabbing my already hard cock and began to play with it. I fondled my balls and looked up at a grinning Jace, who already hard, had begun to stretch his thong as far as it would go. Our eyes locked, each knowing that the other was in the heat of sexual arousal. I watched Jace clip his fingers inside the thong waist band and he lowered the garment from his hips. The straps curled upon themselves as they rolled down his legs to his ankles. He easily stepped out of one leg opening and lifted his other foot, tossing the thong in my direction. It landed in my lap and I picked it up, looking back at him.
To give him a run for his money, I picked up his crumbled thong and rubbed it slowly across my chest and onto my throbbing cock. "You like that, you flirt?" I asked, only to be met by his head eagerly nodding up and down. I pushed his thong aside and looked at my cock, seeing the precum ooze out of my piss slit. I rubbed my palm over the top of my cock head for some good lube and then began a slow yet deliberate jacking of my now eager throbbing cock. I looked at Jace to find him wide-eyed, turned on as much as I was. But apparently he was ready to go to the next level.
Jace grabbed a nearby footstool and pulled it over in front of where I was sitting. Now nude, and hard of course, he sat down with his legs spread. He positioned himself and began to jack himself off. In no time we were both panting and moaning low. Our eyes were locked as we pumped, almost in unison. How we had gotten to this place, as long time friends and not jack off buddies, I wasn't quite sure. I took off my boxers to get better access to my cock.
Jace and I furiously pumped our throbbing cocks. Closer and closer our orgasms built up until I came first. My legs splayed apart even farther as my ass clenched itself deep into the couch, and my back arched into the cushions when I erupted. One, two, three spurts shot forth out of my spent cock. The first landed on my knee while the second hit Jace on his knee while the third hit the floor between where Jace and I were sitting. Jace gave me a quick grin when he felt my jizz hit him and then his eyes closed and his face scowled as he went into his own eruption. A guttural growl escaped his throat as he reared back, his throbbing purple cock opening its mouth wide. His first two volleys reached my chest, which I found astounding. His next two shots fell in-between our knees. It was awesome, not to mention hot as hell. I had to admit that it was one hell of an orgasm for me, better then most!
After we regained our composure, Jace stood up and quickly dropped onto the couch sitting next to me, our cocks already shrinking into retreat. With our bare hips and knees touching, Jace patted me on the knee.
"I knew I'd turn you on and get you off!" he began. "You do like guys Logan. Its no big deal," Jace concluded .
"You have a hot body Jace!" I replied. What guy wouldn't get off seeing another guy jerk off!" I calmly explained.
"Most guys would have left the room," Jace said, raising his eyebrows.
"Please let me fix you up!" Jace pleaded. I know some nice guys looking to meet another nice guy! And you're one helluva nice guy!" Jace added.
I sat quietly for a while and then leaned over to give Jace a quick kiss on the cheek as I stood up, still naked. I picked up my boxers. "You're a good friend and I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I'm okay, honest. And I still like girls!" I said.
After Jace's show and our mutual jack off session, I headed into the bathroom and took a hot shower, cleaning up any remaining sticky parts from our admittedly hot session. I wrapped a towel around my waist after I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I didn't feel like getting into a fresh pair of boxers so I just hopped into bed naked. I shut my room light and was about to turn over when I heard a knock at my door.
"Yeah," I called out.
Jace came in and sat down on the side of my bed naked. Evidently he had not showered yet and still had some dried cum spots on his chest and legs. I looked up at him, waiting for him to speak.
"You're not mad at me are you, Logan? You know I'd never do anything to upset you!" Jace offered.
I patted his sticky knee and giggled. "I'm fine Jace. I understand your concern, and maybe you want me to be more like you, but I'm not. And that's okay. And we are so okay! Best buds for ever man! And I even love you! You're my best friend. I just don't love you THAT way," I said with a knowing grin.
"Sleep tight Logan, and I love you too, man," Jace responded, standing up and leaving my room. "Sleep well," he added.
But I didn't sleep well. I tossed and turned all night, rerunning in my mind the image of Jace stripping and jacking off in front of me. I know I was aroused, after all, it got me so hot that I unabashedly stripped and jacked doff in front of him. We had never done that. I had never done that before. Sure, there were a couple of nights at school when we both jacked off when the lights were out. I know we heard each other doing it those times, but the darkness and lack of recognition kept if very acceptable. But this was different. This was obvious, and in full light, and reacting and responding to each other.
But maybe Jace was right. Maybe I did like guys but just wouldn't admit it, or didn't want to admit it. I found my hand on my freshly washed belly, gently caressing my skin, and feeling my cock coming back to life. My hand went lower, as if to see if my cock really was getting hard. And it was! My head was still filled with images of a naked Jace. No actually, the images in my head were faceless. My thoughts were only on his cock, no, actually just on any cock. Images of cocks I had seen over the years, at pools, locker rooms, sports event, even magazines and movies floated across my field of vision. Was I obsessed? Was I really gay? No way, I kept repeating to myself. I pulled my hand away from my body and tucked it under the pillow, turning on my side and trying to think of anything else besides cocks, penises, wangs, shlongs, peckers, and long fruits or vegetables like bananas and zucchini. Damn, was I a mess or what?
Our social lives during high school and college were pretty ordinary. Since neither Jace nor I were jocks or nerds, we fell comfortably in the middle.
We both majored in business, and after graduation, we found ourselves in management trainee career paths at major corporations. We stayed near the North State University area where several corporate headquarters were located, and of course shared our first real apartment in the same area. But I need to back up some to one night in our dorm room during our sophomore year of college.
By age 19, Jace, who was 175 pounds and 6 foot 2 in height, looked like the boy next door. With wavy brown hair and brown eyes, his trim muscular build made him a target of most girls around campus, not to mention the occasional guy who seemed to offer an inviting look. And I had seen him enough times changing in our room or at the showers to know that he had a smooth body. So there we sat in our room, getting ready to go to bed, and Jace started a fateful conversation.
By age 20, Jace surprised me. "I think we're gay!" Jace blurted out.
I looked over at him, sitting up in his bed, wearing a white undershirt and a pair of blue boxers. "Excuse me?" I responded, not knowing whether to take him seriously or not.
"No, really, I think that's why we don't hang out with girls much!" Jace explained. "We're just not into them, I think."
"I'm not sure what's gotten into you but you are so wrong," I began. "I remember last year when we went on that double date at the drive-in movie, and it started to rain, we both scored in that car that night! And we were 19! " I concluded.
Jace just looked at me blankly. "I know I like girls!" I stated.
Jace shrugged his shoulders. "I know that Logan, but I think there's more!"
Jace just sat there silently. "I had sex with a guy last week!" he suddenly blurted out.
Not knowing what to say, I sat quietly and patiently, waiting for him to add more to his revelation.
"I just liked it!" he admitted, a sly grin beginning to form across his mouth.
It was my turn to shrug. "That doesn't necessarily mean anything Jace. Maybe you are and maybe you're not, it's all good!" I said. Jace grin, maybe out of relief I didn't scream at his news.
"So is this guy a friend or just a quick sex partner?" I asked.
There was Jace shrugging again. "Not sure! It started as a quick blow job in the locker room after class but we've been hanging out during lunch a lot this week. He's the guy I went to the movies with tonight. It felt good!" he added.
"Well Jace, that's cool, honest," I said.
"You're not mad, Logan?" he asked me hesitantly.
"Why would I be?" I responded. "We've always had our own personal lives! We're just best buds, that's all! Just remember, he can be your sex toy, but I'm always your best bud! Got it?" I joked.
Jace gave me the widest grin and jumped out of bed, giving me a great big bear hug. "Thanks pal, you're the best!" he whispered in my ear as he let me go, jumping back into his bed and turning over to go to sleep.
"And you are too you know, Logan! When you're ready to come out, I'll be there for you too! Sleep tight," Jace offered.
"That's right Jace, I really don't like girls at all. I just practice on them to convince myself of that," I replied, reaching to turn out the room light and laying down to go to sleep.
Well, Jace was gay. He and his movie night partner dated for over a year. Jace had several more relationships, just as I did, which sadly for the two of us, never materialized into anything serious. That was of course until the second half of our senior year. That's when Jace met Zack. Jace and I were on a lunch break between classes and went to a popular burger joint. Getting ready for an upcoming exam in a class we shared, we discussed some of the material. At one point, with our mouths filled with food, we got stumped on a particular class problem. From out of nowhere, a voice at the next table called out the answer to us! We were grateful for the information and looked over to thank our helper. We saw this guy at the next table having lunch by himself. We recognized him as someone who had sat in the back of our classroom. He introduced himself to us right away.
"Hi! I'm Zach, I'm in your class, I recognize you guys!" Zach said, wiping his hand on his pants before offering it to us for a quick handshake. Jace and I followed suit, also wiping hands on our pants legs and shaking Zach's hand. We immediately had him move to our table so he wouldn't have to eat alone. We talked a bit more about the class material we were studying. Jace made a comment that we had never chatted together before.
"I really wasn't avoiding you in class," Zach offered, I just didn't want to get in the way of a couple!" he explained.
"Oh, we're not a couple," I stated. "Just long time friends," I added.
"Roommates actually," Jace contributed, "Besides, Logan is still straight, so far!" Jace said with a giggle.
"Hey!" I objected. "I like girls, lay off Jace!" I proclaimed.
"It's cool," Zach began, "I used to be straight too," he proudly admitted.
"Oh really, said a suddenly interested Jace. "Please continue!"
Needless to say, watching Jace ogle Zach, I could see the fires start to grow. And I had to admit, Zach was quite good looking. At maybe 185 pounds, and a good 6 foot 2 in height, his short blonde hair and blue eyes made him stand out in a crowd. Jace would later add the facts that Zach had 8 inches cut and had a pretty hairy chest. But at that moment, I could feel myself start to disappear. Very little class material was discussed after that point as Zach and Jace shared family histories and other details about their lives.
That just about brings us back to present time. Zach and Jace have been dating ever since. Although they have talked about moving in together, they both seem to enjoy their own space for now. I reminded Jace that he still shares an apartment with me, but he enjoys his quiet home time away from work and romance.
The other night, Jace came home from an early date with Zach.
"Why home so early man? Everything okay?" I asked.
"I have an early day that's going to be pretty busy tomorrow," Jace explained.
"I thought you'd stay over at Zach's," I replied.
"Nah, he had an early morning too, and when I stay over, we don't get much sleep," Jace added with a sly grin.
"How about you, Logan? Anything happening on your social calendar?" Jace asked.
"Nah, just chilling," I replied. "Maybe tomorrow you and I can grab a bite together? We haven't done that in a while, unless you have plans of course!" I suggested.
Jace smiled as he began to unbutton his shirt. "I'd like that," he replied. "Dinner and something fun for a change!" he said, turning as he began to walk off to his room.
The next day at work was ordinary enough, and I looked forward to having dinner with Jace. Between work and his time with Zach, we really didn't have that much time to hang out much anymore. By mid day, we had exchanged texts and decided on a new seafood restaurant downtown. Nothing fancy but definitely a step above the typical fast food we usually settled for. We had a really good time together. With good food, and splitting a bottle of wine, it was a really nice evening we were spending together.
Almost ready for desert, Jace gave me one of those serious looks. "What?" I blurted out, tired of his knowing stare.
"We need to talk Logan," Jace began.
"Is this the moving out speech I've been expecting?" I asked.
Jace smiled and gave me a light laugh. "No, not at all, ... at least not yet!" he responded.
"Oh, then what?" I continued.
"Zach and I will probably move in together, but we're thinking not for another six months," Jace explained.
"Its about you! You need a social life!" Jace commented.
"Well, MOM, I have a social life!" I answered, with a bit of indignation.
Jace just stared at me with a concerned look. "Not that gay thing again Jace?" I said.
"Listen Logan, I really don't care if you are gay, bi or tri or that matter! I just want you comfortable and happy!"
"Tri? What the fuck is tri?" I asked, ready to laugh.
"Seriously, are you happy with your love life?" Jace asked, pushing the question. "And tri is a joke, as in 'try anything'", Jace added with a chuckle.
"I'm fine, honest. I Just haven't found anyone I'm interested in; or comfortable to be with, for that matter," I offered.
"Listen, I see how you turn your head when a good looking guy walks by and I think you'd be happier if you just admit it to yourself, that's all! I think once you move in that direction, you'll be open to meet the right person, whether it be female or ... MALE!" Jace said, emphasizing the 'male' when he said it.
"You're just wrong Jace, but thanks for caring, honest!" I said, offering him a conciliatory grin.
We finished up dinner without saying anything else on the subject, and then we went home. We were both looking forward to a quiet night, so after washing up, I slipped into a clean pair of boxers and planted myself in front of the television. I began my usual flicking of the remote and played channel roulette, hoping to find something that either wasn't twenty years old or inanely stupid.
A short while later Jace came out into the living room. I had heard him in the shower and was now shocked to see him dressed up in a black suit and white shirt and tie, moving to stand in front of the television set. He picked up the remote and shut off the television, turning to face me.
"You going out Jace? I thought you were about to turn in!" I commented.
"Lets just call this an intervention Logan!" Jace said, offering me a reassuring grin.
"You lost me Jace, and please turn the television back on. I wasn't watching anything good to be honest. It was just some reality show. Get this, they dump these people on a remote island and hand them a skillet and a sewing machine. The person who lasts the longest while cooking the best gourmet meal and designing and making the best runway outfit wins! Crazy huh?" I said, trying to change the subject or whatever screwball plan Jace had cooked up!
Jace turned around to where we had a small ipod attached to some small speakers. He pushed some buttons and controls and suddenly some bump and grind music started to play.
Holy shit, was all I could think. Jace began to slowly dance in front of me, wiggling his hips and looking as sexy as he could, which at the moment wasn't very effective.
"What the hell, Jace!" I said, a bit annoyed.
"I'm going to prove to you that you do get off on guys!" Jace explained.
"We're roomies, like best buds, this is just wrong," I offered.
But Jace ignored my pleas. By now, his jacket was off and his tie was loosened. Resigned that he was not going away, I folded my arms across my chest and leaned back into the couch. I made myself comfortable, spreading my legs a bit and started to make faces at Jace as he tried valiantly to remain serious in this apparent seduction, or whatever it was!
After a while, watching Jace, I could tell by his face that he was really enjoying putting on a show for me. But what he was attempting to prove I could not guess. With his tie gone, he removed his white shirt to reveal his muscular smooth chest. He began to dance a bit closer to me and I enjoyed looking him over. Of course I was not aroused but merely appreciating his fine physique. His smooth chest and decent sized nipples stared at me. He flexed his arms and lifted them up, revealing small patches of hair under his arms which forced his chest muscles forward, protruding and flexing somewhat. Jace shook his head once or twice, forcing his wavy brown hair to fall over his forehead. He was cute, I had to admit it.
A few times he stared me down until we held eye contact, winking and grinning, as if he was in on this odd joke. Jace took a few steps closer to me.
"I'm going to remove my pants now Logan. Are you ready?" Jace cooed.
"Why Jace, you gotta pee or something?" I joked.
With his eyes still locked on me, Jace moved his fingers to the pants zipper and lowered it slowly. He pushed his pants down over his hips and his muscular thighs. I was a bit surprised to see him wearing only a white thong. Actually I was a bit shocked. The thin nylon material was pretty sheer, leaving nothing to the imagination. We had seen each other naked countless times, either in school or while sharing the apartment, but this time was different, very different. Jace's cock was semi hard, and he repeatedly was rubbing through the thong, and lightly moaning as he did so. But this time felt different, and I could feel my heart beat pick up the tempo, as if it was syncing with the hypnotic music playing in the room. Jace stepped closer still, grinding his hips side to side and then back and forth. I could smell his body heat. I could smell the vestiges of soap on his skin, and I cold also detect a light scent of sweat. His proximity was certainly forcing me to react deep down inside.
Suddenly Jace was smiling broadly, nodding his head in my direction. Actually nodding his head in the direction of my lap. I was grinning back at him until I lowered my head to look at my lap and what he was recognizing. I looked and was shocked. My boxers had formed a very obvious tent and at the very peak of that tent was a small wet dot. I was leaking! Holy shit, I was aroused! But how could I be? This was my best friend and roommate. I didn't have the hots for him or desire him!
But I knew I was hooked. I couldn't fight the feeling and nonchalantly slipped my hand into my boxers, grabbing my already hard cock and began to play with it. I fondled my balls and looked up at a grinning Jace, who already hard, had begun to stretch his thong as far as it would go. Our eyes locked, each knowing that the other was in the heat of sexual arousal. I watched Jace clip his fingers inside the thong waist band and he lowered the garment from his hips. The straps curled upon themselves as they rolled down his legs to his ankles. He easily stepped out of one leg opening and lifted his other foot, tossing the thong in my direction. It landed in my lap and I picked it up, looking back at him.
To give him a run for his money, I picked up his crumbled thong and rubbed it slowly across my chest and onto my throbbing cock. "You like that, you flirt?" I asked, only to be met by his head eagerly nodding up and down. I pushed his thong aside and looked at my cock, seeing the precum ooze out of my piss slit. I rubbed my palm over the top of my cock head for some good lube and then began a slow yet deliberate jacking of my now eager throbbing cock. I looked at Jace to find him wide-eyed, turned on as much as I was. But apparently he was ready to go to the next level.
Jace grabbed a nearby footstool and pulled it over in front of where I was sitting. Now nude, and hard of course, he sat down with his legs spread. He positioned himself and began to jack himself off. In no time we were both panting and moaning low. Our eyes were locked as we pumped, almost in unison. How we had gotten to this place, as long time friends and not jack off buddies, I wasn't quite sure. I took off my boxers to get better access to my cock.
Jace and I furiously pumped our throbbing cocks. Closer and closer our orgasms built up until I came first. My legs splayed apart even farther as my ass clenched itself deep into the couch, and my back arched into the cushions when I erupted. One, two, three spurts shot forth out of my spent cock. The first landed on my knee while the second hit Jace on his knee while the third hit the floor between where Jace and I were sitting. Jace gave me a quick grin when he felt my jizz hit him and then his eyes closed and his face scowled as he went into his own eruption. A guttural growl escaped his throat as he reared back, his throbbing purple cock opening its mouth wide. His first two volleys reached my chest, which I found astounding. His next two shots fell in-between our knees. It was awesome, not to mention hot as hell. I had to admit that it was one hell of an orgasm for me, better then most!
After we regained our composure, Jace stood up and quickly dropped onto the couch sitting next to me, our cocks already shrinking into retreat. With our bare hips and knees touching, Jace patted me on the knee.
"I knew I'd turn you on and get you off!" he began. "You do like guys Logan. Its no big deal," Jace concluded .
"You have a hot body Jace!" I replied. What guy wouldn't get off seeing another guy jerk off!" I calmly explained.
"Most guys would have left the room," Jace said, raising his eyebrows.
"Please let me fix you up!" Jace pleaded. I know some nice guys looking to meet another nice guy! And you're one helluva nice guy!" Jace added.
I sat quietly for a while and then leaned over to give Jace a quick kiss on the cheek as I stood up, still naked. I picked up my boxers. "You're a good friend and I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I'm okay, honest. And I still like girls!" I said.
After Jace's show and our mutual jack off session, I headed into the bathroom and took a hot shower, cleaning up any remaining sticky parts from our admittedly hot session. I wrapped a towel around my waist after I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I didn't feel like getting into a fresh pair of boxers so I just hopped into bed naked. I shut my room light and was about to turn over when I heard a knock at my door.
"Yeah," I called out.
Jace came in and sat down on the side of my bed naked. Evidently he had not showered yet and still had some dried cum spots on his chest and legs. I looked up at him, waiting for him to speak.
"You're not mad at me are you, Logan? You know I'd never do anything to upset you!" Jace offered.
I patted his sticky knee and giggled. "I'm fine Jace. I understand your concern, and maybe you want me to be more like you, but I'm not. And that's okay. And we are so okay! Best buds for ever man! And I even love you! You're my best friend. I just don't love you THAT way," I said with a knowing grin.
"Sleep tight Logan, and I love you too, man," Jace responded, standing up and leaving my room. "Sleep well," he added.
But I didn't sleep well. I tossed and turned all night, rerunning in my mind the image of Jace stripping and jacking off in front of me. I know I was aroused, after all, it got me so hot that I unabashedly stripped and jacked doff in front of him. We had never done that. I had never done that before. Sure, there were a couple of nights at school when we both jacked off when the lights were out. I know we heard each other doing it those times, but the darkness and lack of recognition kept if very acceptable. But this was different. This was obvious, and in full light, and reacting and responding to each other.
But maybe Jace was right. Maybe I did like guys but just wouldn't admit it, or didn't want to admit it. I found my hand on my freshly washed belly, gently caressing my skin, and feeling my cock coming back to life. My hand went lower, as if to see if my cock really was getting hard. And it was! My head was still filled with images of a naked Jace. No actually, the images in my head were faceless. My thoughts were only on his cock, no, actually just on any cock. Images of cocks I had seen over the years, at pools, locker rooms, sports event, even magazines and movies floated across my field of vision. Was I obsessed? Was I really gay? No way, I kept repeating to myself. I pulled my hand away from my body and tucked it under the pillow, turning on my side and trying to think of anything else besides cocks, penises, wangs, shlongs, peckers, and long fruits or vegetables like bananas and zucchini. Damn, was I a mess or what?
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