Discovering the unknown

I smiled at him as I hurried out the pool gate. Our trailer was only a block from the pool so I was back in less than five minutes. When I stepped out of my shorts I sort of wiggled my hips a little as I stood before him in my black Speedo briefs.
"Ah. Now that's more like it." Steve laughed.
A couple of days passed and we were back at the pool, again I could once more tell that Steve was still curious about something.
"Hay Buddy," I said as we sat on the edge of the pool with our feet in the water. "I've known you much too long for you to try and hide something from me. Do you want to ask me something? If so go ahead."
"Well . . . well . . . this is kind of personal."
"So what?
"Well . . ." and I though he would hyperventilate from the way his breathing quickened. "I . . . I was just wondering if you've ever been with a boy yet?"
"No. Not yet. Why?"
"Well . . . I'm sure I'm not gay. But I've always been curious what it would be like. And . . . well since we've been best friends all our live . . . ah . . . well . . . do you think you'd want to try it with me?"
From the big smile that spread across my face I think he knew the answer before I told him.
"Steve! I'd love to."
"W . . . W . . . When?"

I chuckled softly because he made a croaking noise when he tried to get the word out.
"How about right now? I think you can see I'm ready." And I slid my hand up my leg so he would notice my raging hard on. "Mom won't be home until after midnight, so we have plenty of time."
He smiled broadly and I ask him if he would bring my shorts over. I was so hard I was afraid I would poke out the waistband if I stood up. As we left the pool area I noticed a couple of young girls giggling and covering their mouths as they whispered to each other. One of them was using her finger as a make believe cock and trying to hold it down.

While I was getting us both a Coke out of the fridge I could tell Steve was quite nervous about the situation he had put himself into. I sat down on the sofa and patted the cushion beside me. He was so cute the way he almost walked over sideways. He looked as though he wanted to be close to me and run all at the same time. As he sat down he clamped his legs tightly together like a girl. I smiled at him and put my hand on his naked thigh.
"Relax Buddy." I whispered. "Remember this is going to be a learning experience for both of us."
That seemed to relieve most of his tension and I could actually feel the large muscle in his leg soften.
"Do you want me to take the lead, and then we will just go from there?"
He never answered just shook his head "Yes."

I was just as green as he was and didn't really know how to begin. I had once kissed a girl so I decided that was as good a place as any to begin. I slid over close so our bare legs were touching as I delicately took his face between both of my hands. His eyes went wide as I leaned in closing the distance between our lips. I stopped with my lips hovering just inches from his. I let just the tip of my tongue slide out and seductively slid it back and forth between my loosely parted lips. I could see his eyes sparkle as he watched my sexy overture. I could feel his hot breath on my moist lips. Just as our lips touched I could feel him tense. I didn't rush. I slowly opened my mouth so I could cover his lips completely and savor his taste. I felt the tension leave his body as his hands slide up my arms from my elbows to rest on my shoulders.

His tongue shot out and buried itself deep in my mouth. I began to gently suckle it and he moaned as if he would collapse. Using one hand I softly began to feel his chest and hard flat stomach. I tweaked his nipples and he moaned again and pulled me down on top of him as he lay back on the couch.
When I let my left hand slide down his stomach and cup his cock and balls still confined under his tight Speedos his body suddenly went taunt again. "Ah!" He sucked air as though someone had suddenly thrown cold water on him.

I left my hand in place but never moved it. In just a couple of seconds his hand covered mine and he slowly began to rotate both hands over his package and I felt him go hard almost instantly.
I continued to gently fondle him as I worked my lips lower. When I came in contact with one of his nipples and ever so gently nibbled it he arched his back and moaned so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear. My next stop was his belly button. When I circled it with my tongue and began to explore its inner depths was when he really came alive.
"O my God Jamie! . . . I . . . I never dreamed it would be like this."
His sudden outburst led me to believe he found what I was doing to him to be very distasteful.
"What's the matter? You want me to stop?"
He grasped my head in both his hands and pulled my face tightly against his stomach.
"No! . . . O god never!"

He arched his back even more and pulled my head even tighter against his quivering stomach.
"Oh Jamie! This is wonderful! Ahhhhhh . . . please don't stop."
I continued to kiss and lick his navel while I hooked a finger in each side of his swim briefs and began to slowly slide them over his hips. When his cock was freed it popped up and made a slapping sound as it hit the side of my face.

I had saw many pictures of women giving head and guys doing their buddies so I knew basically what to do. I thought about the stories I had also read and the techniques others used to pleasure their men and I knew I was ready to give it a go.
When my tongue swirled around the head of his big fat cock he almost came off the couch. I looked up and our eyes locked together. I took just the head of his prick in my mouth and used my tongue on the underside.
"Oh Jamie! Ohhhhhh that's so gooooooood."

I let his cock slide deeper into my mouth and was able to take about six inches of it. God, he must have been eight inches long! Slowly I began to raise and lower my head taking as much of him as I could.
After only about seven or eight thrusts into my mouth he suddenly clasped both hand on the back of my head and emitted what could only be described as a very muffled scream. His legs shot up and locked around my waste as I kneeled between them and my mouth was suddenly flooded with his cum.

I had really never thought about having him cum in my mouth, but once he got started I became so excited I sucked for all I was worth. I coughed and sputtered, not because it tasted bad, but because there was just so damn much cum to drink. By the time he gave me the last of his seed I realized that it was delicious. Without thinking of how I must be affecting his super sensitive willy I kept sucking trying to draw more of his nectar out of his balls.

"Oh Jamieyyyyyyyyyyy . . . ohhh . . . oh . . . OH Jamie please! I can't stand anymore."
That was the first time I notice he was quaking and shivering from his head to the tips of his toes. His grip around me with his legs was so tight it almost hurt.
I lifted my head and smiled at him while I licked the cum off my lips and chin.
"Please Jamie, another kiss. Please."

I slid up on top of him and covered his mouth with mine. He held me tight as we tasted each other and I could feel his tongue searching for the last remaining morsels of his cum inside my mouth.
"Gosh Jamie!" His chest was heaving and his breath was coming in short gasps. "That was the most wonderful thing I ever experienced."
"I thought it was pretty cool myself." Then I kissed him again.
"Give me a minute to come down then I want to do you."
This got him another hard kiss as I slid off the top of him to lie at his side.

He followed much the same pattern I had. When I came I thought he was going to suck my cock out by the roots trying to get every drop. He wasn't satisfied with just once. Before he left at eleven, which was extremely late for Steve to be out, we had sucked each other dry two more times. My cock was a little tender the next day after having such a workout. Each time I felt it's tenderness during the day a smile turned my mouth and the thoughts of the evening before with my best Bud flooded my mind.

During the rest of the summer Steve and I spent many happy afternoons together. He continued to insist that he was not gay but simply enjoyed having sex with his best friend. Our friendship stayed constant and I felt confident it was nothing more than the friendship it had been all our lives. Steve was a wonderful guy, and a true friend, but the love I felt for him was in that special friend kind of way not the love of a boyfriend.