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It felt like a semitruck had crashed into my gut.

“I’ll take that as a no,” Kai said with a decidedly wicked little laugh.

“Please put some pants on.” I said. I
did not
moan.

“Is that really what you want, Dylan?” Kai shook his hips from side

to side, making his cock flop about luridly. My own dick jumped, and that

time I
might
have moaned. “Thought not,” he said.

Slowly my brain started to catch up to what was happening. Which

is to say, it started to remind me that maybe I shouldn’t be staring at my

best friend’s junk, drooling. It also began to wonder just what exactly was

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going on here, and what I was supposed to do. Kai, however, seemed hell-

bent on keeping me from getting my footing.

“You love me, right?”

“What?” Hard as I tried, I couldn’t catch my breath enough to say

that above a whisper.

“’Cause I love you,” Kai continued, not seeming to hear me. “And

I’ve been thinking… like, I’m horny all the time, and you probably are

too. We’re teenagers, right? I don’t know about you, but I masturbate,

like, whoa. And since we already love each other…. I mean, there’s really

only one way for us to get any closer… and how do I know I’m not gay

anyway, without trying? I already like you more than anyone else.”

“What are you…?” I had to stop, search for my voice, and try again.

“What are you trying to say?”

He cocked his head to the side, hands on his hips. “I’m asking if you

want to suck my dick, dude.”

My brain finally quit trying to catch up. It threw up its little brain-

hands and went into a back room somewhere to watch TV. In its

defense, I don’t think it was getting anywhere near enough blood right

then to have even a fighting chance. I finally managed to tear my eyes

away from Kai’s downstairs magic, only to stare up at his face, my jaw

hanging open, with a dumb look of incomprehension. Kai giggled a

little at my confusion—was he nervous?—and stepped right up to the

bed, until his cock was literally in my face.

Tentatively, I reached out my hand, cupped his balls and lifted ever

so slightly, feeling the weight of his junk in my hands.

It was amazing.

Kai didn’t slap my hand away, laughing at me for falling for some

elaborate prank, which, I realized, a huge part of me had been expecting. I

lifted a little higher, until his dick was a fraction of an inch from my lips.

My tongue darted out and, delicately, I licked the tip. This time, it was Kai who moaned.
This is really happening
, I thought and, inhibition suddenly evaporating, I gave into years of pent-up desire and swallowed his cock.

In seconds, Kai was hard in my mouth. I massaged his balls with my

hand as I worked, gaining confidence and speed. Kai’s moans became

louder until they drowned out the sounds of the video game, unpaused but

forgotten. Suddenly, I felt his hands grab my head, fingers clutching at my

hair. He shoved my head down, thrusting over and over, his cock working

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deeper as he fucked my face. He did it with a force and an intensity I was

totally unprepared for, and I gagged.

I pulled away, and Kai laughed at me, teasing, “Come on, dude.

Take it like a man.”

I laughed too, and punched him softly in the stomach. Honestly, I

was glad for the break, if only because it gave me the opportunity to look

again at Kai’s entire body. Hard, his dick had grown exponentially; it

stood straight and tall, throbbing. Kai grabbed his cock and stroked it

slowly, twice, along the entire length of his shaft. I growled with desire.

I leapt up and pushed Kai down onto the bed. Kneeling on the floor,

I found myself in a much better position to devour his cock. His legs were

spread wide to admit me, and the hand I used to massage his balls began

working its way farther down. I found what I was looking for, took his

cock as deeply as I could without gagging, and at the same instant thrust

my middle finger into Kai’s asshole.

“Dude!” Kai yelped. I could feel his whole body tense around my

finger. “What the fuck are you….” but right then I found it. His prostate

was a little harder for me to find than my own was, but the second I

stroked it, Kai’s words dissolved into shouts of pleasure. I went faster,

tongue swirling the head of his cock, one hand massaging his insides, the

other his balls, which had begun to draw up close to his body. His ass

tightened around my finger, gripping it. His breath came in ragged,

heaving gasps.

“Dylan.” Kai moaned. “I’m going to….”

But I knew what was coming, and I was prepared for it. Kai’s ass

clenched so hard I was almost afraid it would snap my finger. He thrust

up, forcing his cock deep, and with a yell, he filled my mouth with his

cum, hot and salty. It hit the back of my throat, but I fought the urge to

gag—I was getting pretty good at that. I swallowed every last drop, sucked

him dry through spurt after spurt until finally he was empty. I licked him

clean, popped my finger out of him, and flopped down beside him on the

bed, listening to him catch his breath.

Suddenly I became painfully aware of my own needs. The front of my

shorts were stained with precum, and I was so hard, it hurt.

Kai noticed too. “Dude, little Dylan’s straining to escape his prison.

Let him out, man.” But when I reached down to unbutton my pants, he

grabbed my arm, stopping me. “I guess there’s gotta be a little quid pro

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quo, eh, buddy?” He slid off the bed, knelt between my legs, unbuttoned

my shorts, and tugged them off. I pulled off my shirt and put my hands

behind my head, propping myself up for a better view. My bush was the

same dark red as my hair, and more wild than Kai’s had been, and my dick

was longer—though, it seemed to me, less immaculately shaped. Freed

from my shorts, it flopped against my stomach with a wet smack, which

made Kai giggle. Definitely nervous this time.

He grabbed my cock and slowly started jerking it. He quickly began

to go faster. The sight of him there, head just beyond my cock, tongue

caught between his teeth in concentration, made my heart skip a beat.
This
is really happening!
I hadn’t even let myself dream of this possibility, but now it was right there before me. Touching me. Kai covered his face with

his other hand, as if embarrassed or unable to believe this was happening

too. He looked up at me through his fingers, saw me watching him, and

winked. I shuddered. Seeing the effect he had on me gave Kai confidence.

He began to work my cock harder, stroking from base to tip instead of

awkward, rapid jerking. He grinned at me wickedly as my moans filled the

room, and laughed every time I gasped his name. With a mischievous glint

in his eye, he brought his face closer to my cock, and my breath caught.

His tongue darted out, and I thought I would die. He ran the tip of his

tongue along the entire length of my shaft, and it was too much. I burst,

hot ribbons of cum blasting onto my chest, my neck, and even beyond,

spraying Kai’s bed with the evidence of my pleasure. I had never cum so

hard in my life.

Kai got into bed next to me, laid his head on my chest, and said,

“That was actually kinda fun.” In seconds he was asleep. I wasn’t far

behind.

I HAD the most remarkable dream. In it, Kai and I had been naked, fooling

around. Then we lay enfolded in each other’s arms, him holding me close

as he whispered in my ear,
I love you.
I floated in that in-between of waking and sleeping, where you were still dreaming but knew it was fake

and you were about to wake up. But I wanted so desperately to stay there

forever, because in real life….

My eyes snapped open.

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Wait, some of that had actually happened. I looked over and, sure

enough, Kai was lying there naked, curled into a ball on the complete

opposite side of the bed, his back to me. It wasn’t the postcoital snuggle of my dreams, but we were still naked, and I was covered in dried cum. And

I could remember the taste of his.

All I could think, as I watched him sleep, was the sight of him

standing there, naked and erect, or holding my dick in his hand. I felt an

ache, deep in my gut, to crawl across the bed and hold him close, feel his

heartbeat against mine. Instead I rolled out of the bed, looking for my

clothes and a way to escape before Kai woke up and everything was

ruined. He might love me, but this could tip me off the edge into falling
in
love with him.

But Kai stirred before I could do more than stand up. He rolled over

and smiled tiredly at me, taking in my naked body through heavy-lidded

eyes. His look held no disgust or regret, or any of the things I had been

fearing he’d feel if he woke up to find us naked together.

Instead he only said, “Good morning, starshine,” even though the

sun was clearly setting outside. He stretched, bringing his cock back into

my line of sight. Once again I experienced that tunnel vision of desire,

where the whole world disappeared except Kai—more specifically the bit

between his legs. Kai began playing with himself, distractedly, his grin

growing wider as he noted the effect he had on me.

“Dylan, dude, you’re covered in dried cum. Gross. We should take a

shower.”

I thought for a second I was imagining things. Surely this was all a

dream, right? “We?”

“Mmhmm,” he said, getting out of bed. He grabbed me by the hips

and steered me toward the bathroom.

Why had I wanted to leave again?

I was hard before we even got in the shower, which Kai apparently

found hilarious. He draped a washcloth over my cock, laughing, making

jokes about pitching tents. It started off as less a sexual shower and more a playful one, with Kai giggling throughout, spraying me with cold water,

initiating more than one soap fight and staying decidedly flaccid. But I did

get to rub soap onto his back, and when I let my cock brush against his

ass, he giggled but didn’t make me stop. Finally, I dropped all pretense,

reached around and grabbed his dick, stroking it until he was hard in my

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hand. He leaned back against me, thrusting into my hand, each movement

of his hips rubbing his ass against my cock. Soon he came, but when I had

milked every last drop from him, he kept moving, caressing my dick with

his ass. I had the strange feeling that shoving my finger in his ass earlier

had awakened some desire in him, something I definitely wanted to

explore. Holding him tight against me, I started thrusting until I came,

covering his back and my abs with cum.

“Oh, dude, gross. Now you have to wash my back again.” He

giggled. “And this time only washing.”

The shower finished pretty quickly after that. I tried to dry him off,

but he kept whipping me with a towel, turning the tender moment I had

imagined into more of a locker room struggle. Then we played some more

video games and went to bed. I slept on the inflatable mattress Kai had

under his bed. I kept hoping he’d tell me to crawl in bed with him, but he

never did, and something stopped me from asking if I could. Before I

could muster the courage, he was snoring. Soon I fell asleep with that

weird ache in my gut.

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CHAPTER FIVE

IN BIOLOGY class, Mel sat between Kai and me, eyes shifting

suspiciously back and forth, first at me, then at Kai. I pretended not to

notice. Mel was always unusually perceptive, and it was clear she knew

something had happened. For one thing, she never sat
between
us. She had often made fun of Kai and me, saying we were attached at the hip. But,

perhaps most incriminating, neither of us said anything. Our usually

incessant joking banter was completely absent. Worse, this had been going

on for days now: the awkward silences, keeping our distance, refusing to

look at each other.

“Okay, one of you better start telling me what is going on,” she said

through clenched teeth.

Kai looked up from the paper he was idly doodling on. “What?”

“You know exactly what I mean. You two have barely spoken all

week. Are you fighting about something? What?”

“We’re not fighting, are we, Dylan?”

I looked over and, for a second, our eyes met, Kai’s and mine. In

that instant, a thousand images flashed through my mind: Kai naked,

me blasting load after load of cum onto his chest, his hand holding my

cock, his face at the moment of orgasm. We both looked away.

“Nope. Definitely not fighting.” I said, feeling my face turn red.

Mel narrowed her eyes and stared hard at me, as though trying to

make me break through sheer force of will. Angrily she said, “Well,

whenever you two decide you want to start talking to me, let me know.”

She stood up, using the pretense of needing to throw something away, and

sat back down at a different table.

I stole another look at Kai, but if he noticed, he didn’t look up from

his doodling. Even the sight of his bent neck, ignoring me, was enough to