Gay Sex with Brendan

The doorbell rang. I was home alone, and I felt like inviting a friend over. Brendan- my best friend actually. I needed to tell him something important.
"Hi Brendan," I said, gesturing him to come upstairs. We entered my room. "I need to tell you something..."

"Sure thing, Ryan," he replied. He hopped onto my bed, and sat with his legs and arms crossed.

"I'm not sure how to tell you this... But... This may shock you as well... I'm gay..." he admitted. I just came out to someone for the second time. My parents were before, and they were okay with it.

He seemed interested in what I was saying so I continued. "Not only that... But I think I'm in love with you."

There was a short moment of silence. "That's funny..." he said. "I'm gay too." I almost stopped breathing. That meant a lot to me. "And I'm also in love with you."

That started a whole new relationship between me and him. We leaned in to kiss each other. That's what started the whole thing. Kissing. We were kissing for about five minutes, sitting in the same spot, until we decided to start getting undressed.
I pulled off his shirt, and kissed his chest. It was warm, just like his lips. There wasn't any hair on it, though, which was what I liked. I'd leave out that it made me feel weird that I had a semi-hairy chest, but still. Next off came my shirt. Brendan leaned on me until I fell back on my bed, and he climbed on top of me. We continued kissing, shirtless, for the next two minutes, until he started humping me. Lip to lip. Chest to chest.

Our pants followed, leaving us in our boxers. The kissing continued, but this time, only our boxers were on. He was still on top of me, and I thought it was better that way. I did weigh a little more than him. But I wanted him to be under me for a little bit. We rolled on my bed, until I was on top.

"Wanna take off your boxers?" I asked. I already slid my hands into his boxers, grabbing his cock.

"I love you," he said, sliding his hands into my boxers and doing the same as I did to him. I pecked a small kiss on his lips, then pulled off his boxers. He followed. We were both completely naked.
I looked at his cock. "Funny," I said. "Our dicks are about the same size." Eight inches, I'd say. The thing was, his cock was very hairy, uncut. So was mine, and I liked that better too.
We rubbed our cocks together. It felt better than heaven.

I wasn't planning on anal or oral sex, and neither was he. So we didn't.
"I'm about to cum!" he shouted. I could hear the excitement in his voice.
"Me too!" The white cum shot out of her cocks, almost simultaneously. I was on the bottom again, so it all ended up on my chest. And I loved it.

We had sex every weekend for the next year.