My best friend and I finally started messing around after years of dreaming about it
This is a true and long story about the first time, after years of dreaming about it, and a extremely long lead up. i finally hooked up with best friend.
Jake and I have been best friends since 6th grade. Ever since then jake has always been the same. Super attractive. 5’9, dark skinned latino, muscular, who is very popular with the girls and who played baseball all through jr high and high school. He’s had the same girl friend since I’ve known him. But that’s not saying they didn’t take breaks here and there. Which were mostly because of him and his love for women.
One thing I liked about jake since a young age is how guarded he was around people he didn’t know or wasn’t comfortable around. I like/liked that because since the beginning of our friendship him and I have been externally close. And we’ve spent so many nights speaking for hours. He was/is vulnerable around me.
We’ve always had an externally close relationship, which is one of the reasons my attraction towards him happened.
since around 7th grade jake would come over pretty much every weekend. He would get dropped off and we’d go upstairs and turn on the tv in the living room. This ended up being the start of our comfortably with each other.
My living room set up consists of a sectional and a decent sized arm chair that was super comfortable. Well jake and I pretty much always sat together in the arm chair. Unless my parents or siblings were upstairs or something like that.
With that being said we never really discussed sitting together. Or why we did it. It’s was kinda like an upspoken word.
I don’t specifically remember the first time we sat on that couch together. But I do remember the first few times. And how it felt. I always made it to the couch first, then he would slowly walk up to the couch, turn around and plop down right next to me. Every single time he would sit down I would feel my dick get hard.
He would often throw his thigh over mine, and man spread the majority of the couch. He didn’t not care about my personal space.
Around this same time, we started getting more and more comfortable sleeping together. Meaning a lot of the time jake would throw his thigh on mine like he did on the couch. We would often sleep extremely close to eachother and I would sometimes spoon him, and wrap my arm around him.
Every time that would happen I would be up pretty much all night. With my chest pounding trying to hide my hard dick. I would wake up with pre cum in my briefs every single time.
I did however try my best to act like it was no big deal at all. I didn’t what him to know I was turned on by it. I was convinced he would be weirded out and unfriendly me.
Anyway again we never talked about sleeping like that. It’s like we both knew not to mention or talk about it. And also never felt the need to
Jake was a baseball player. Which meant when we became freshman in hs, he had games pretty much every weekend for half a year
A lot of the times he would come over after games, in uniform and all to chill and hangout at my house because we pretty much considered my house his second home. This meant that he would shower at my house a lot of the time and Because jake was over all the time he didn’t think twice about leaving his dirty clothes at my house. Or leaving it on my bathroom.
That was what turned everything up notch.
At the beginning of his season freshman year he came over after one of his games. It was a Friday night and we were thinking about meeting up with some friends later that night.
