Pride Story

It was the middle of spring break and I had no where to go. My best friend, Jared, was also going to stay home. Confession time, I've had the longest crush on him. Ever since the first time I met him in 5th grade, I felt that I could really trust him and of course, he was hot. We always managed to "click" in our friendship. But even though I felt I could tell him everything, telling him I like him was not very easy.

Even though we were out of school, we still had to play tennis. One day at tennis practice, Jared's mom called him on his cell and said that she wasnt going to be home. His dad wasn't ethier, and since it was spring break, his brothers were sure not to be home. So he asked his mom if I could spend the night so he won't be too lonley. She agreed and I got to spend the night.

I went over to his house with a ton of movies and games (not knowing that the night was going to be filled with something MUCH more fun). It was around 10pm and we were watching a scary movie. I like them even though they scare the crap out of me. We were on the sofa together and before I knew it, my arm was around his shoulder. I hesitated and took it off. Finally, I could hold it in no longer.

"Jared...do you...like...me?"

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?"

I knew he meant he liked me just as a friend.

"Oh, I'm just being stupid, thats all."(actually, I always am)

"You're not stupid! Why do you always say you are? (I always say I am and he hates it when I do) You're smart, funny, and in my eyes...kinda cute."

I smiled at him and said, "Kinda!? I see the way you look at me."

We both laughed.

"But you said you liked me as a friend."

"I never said that, you just probably assumed it. I actually hoped, we could be more than just friends."

By then, my arm was around his shoulder again. We both stayed quiet, not quite looking at the movie, not quite looking at each other. Then I felt the sudden urge to lean on him. I did and he leaned on me too.

The movie was over and now we were just leaning on each other. Then I said something that probably told him that I wanted something to happen.

"So here we are, two gay guys, leaning on each other."

"You make it sound so bad, but I know what you mean."

I quickly landed a kiss on his cheek.

He looked at me and said, "What was that!?"

At first I started doubting him being gay, but the he said, "I know you can do better."

Then my lips were touching his. We made out for atleast 10 minutes before he led me into his room and locked the door behind us.

He quickly stripped himself of all his clothes. By the time he was finished, I was way ahead of him. I knelt down and began toying with his cock before i sucked it. He was very pleased. Very!

I managed to get him to cum in my mouth before we heard a noise from his parking lot. Holy crap. We quickly got dressed though we both had each other's shirts on.

We ran down to his living room and sat down, him on the floor with his back leaned on the sofa and me on the couch, began to "watch" the movie that was still on, though it was long over. His dad came in and said that he was let out early and wouldn't get back in till morning. He walked to his room and closed the door behind him so he could sleep.

I leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "I guess we'll continue our little "game" in the morning. And by the way, I don't like you."

He turned and looked at me, heartbroken and shocked. I smiled and leaned forward again and whispered, "I love you..." and kissed him on the ear. (of all places)

He looked at me and winked. We never saw each other as normal friends again. We saw each other as something much more...