Heath and Travis - more than friends

I've known Heath McAdams practically my whole life. He was in my school class...and now here we are, almost finished with highschool. It's hard to believe that I'd never noticed how attractive Heath was until just recently - he's got the physique of a Greek God, an amazingly chiseled face, with a really sexy haircut, piercing green eyes, and fine black hair on his arms and face. I always knew that girls never turned me on very much - and definitely not with knowing a person like Heath.

We both go to South Palms Highschool in California, as seniors. We've lived in Long Beach all eighteen years of our lives - it's a pretty lame ass city, in my opinion. Now we were in our last class of the day - US Government. Heath sits behind me and to the left one seat in this class. The teacher, Ms. Jacobs was droning on about the usual boring shit - overdue homework, some essay that was due in a few days; I didn't really care. The classroom had to have been at least 100 degrees - our school was old as hell, and there was no conditioner. The fact that it wasn't even autumn yet made it all worse. 

Finally, the bell rang, ending Ms. Jacob's boring lectures. As the class rushed out, I looked over my shoulder at Heath. He was barely awake, as usual. I couldn't say I blamed him.
"Hey, man, let's get out of here, class is over," I said to him.
"Oh, really? Let's go then, dude." He responded, after rousing himself.

As we were walking down the hallway towards his truck, we talked about our first week of school. It had been pretty stressful - what with getting used to a bunch of new, boring-ass teachers and all. It still felt like it should have been summer, but Heath and I were both more than ready to just be done with school once and for all.

I stared at Heath's ass all the way out to the parking lot - it looked amazing, covered in those tight, black jeans he always wore. Suddenly, I couldn't resist anymore. I walked up beside him, and grabbed that meaty ass of his and squeezed.
"What the fuck, Travis?!" he shouted, shoving me away.
"Don't act like you're mad, Heath. I know you like it anyway," I smirked.
He glared at me, but I could tell he agreed, although he'd never admit it. Trying not to smile, he kept walking.

Heath's known me long enough to know that I always went for guys - he'd never had a problem with it, and I was grateful for him still being my friend. The fact was, I wasn't so sure about Heath - the last girlfriend he'd had, broke up with him because she wasn't getting any romantic attention, at least from what I understood. He always seemed to talk about guys more too - cute ones. However, as friends, we'd never done anything romantic, short of slapping each other's asses now and then as a joke.

I climbed inside Heath's black truck - even after he'd had it for two years now, I still loved it. It fit his personality perfectly - powerful and masculine. I threw my backpack on the back seat, and then looked over at him getting out a pack of cigarettes. 
"Want a smoke?" he asked.
"Alright." I took one out of the pack on the dashboard and lit up. Inhaling, I felt the stress from a full day in school melt away, and was finally able to relax.
"Shit, dude, I needed that," sighed Heath as he blew smoke out the window. "I still wish it were fuckin' summer."
"Yeah, me too", I replied, still staring at Heath as I smoked.

By this time I was getting pretty hot. Fuckin' school board - why did we have to start school in the middle of AUgust, anyway?
"Fuck, it's so hot today.", I complained, cranking up the air conditioner.
Sweat was pouring off my body, so I pulled off my tight red tank top and threw it on the floor of his truck along with all the other trash. The cold air from the A/c blew on my nipples, making them stiff.
"Ahh, that's better", I said, leaning back in my chair.
Heath smiled at me knowingly. "You're always too fucking hot, Trav. I never see you with your shirt on."
"I guess that's just me," I replied, chuckling.

We reached his house and pulled up in the driveway. Heath doesn't exactly live in the best part of town, but the house he lives in with his dad is pretty nice. It's got a big living room, and a bathroom with a spa in it, and a couple of bedrooms upstairs.
He parked the truck, looked over at me and asked,
"Wanna hang out for a while?"
"Hmm, well I guess we'll have to, 'cause we're already at your house..." I laughed.
"Yeah, true that, Trav," he said, getting out of the truck.

As usual, Heath's dad wasn't home. He never expected him to be home, anyway. Half the time, Heath never even knew where his father was. I felt pretty sorry for him, but it was nice to have a house to ourselves whenever I came over to hang out.

We flopped down on the couch, and turned on the TV. I noticed that Heath sat closer to me than he normally would, but then I figured he was too tired to care, anyway. I could see his jockstrap bulging through his jeans.
"You got football practice later, dude?" I asked him.
"Nahh, practice was canceled today, for some reason," he mumbled, absorbed in the TV.
"So why are you wearing a jockstrap?" I asked, amused.
"I like the way it feels, Trav." he replied.
"Oooh really, so now you like wearing jocks on your crotch, just 'cause you like the way it feels?"
"Yeah, you got a problem, dumbass?" he asked, looking at me.
"Nope, but I think it's pretty hot," I told him, laughing.
"You're fuckin' stupid, Trav," he said, and went back to watching flipping the channels.

Eventually, he landed on a show about a bodybuilding contest. 10 or so men were on the screen, all working out in a gym. They were all wearing tight spandex shorts, and grunting loudly as they lifted.
"I didn't know you liked bodybuilding, Heath," I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, I only go and spend half my life in the gym just to look like this, you idiot," he told me, but he was smiling. "You should join the team too, you'd get in even better shape."
"No way in hell, I hate football." I said. "Besides, I'm in fine shape."
Heath looked my chest up and down - my shirt was still off.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Let's see your body, then," I said to him. "It's only fair that we compare both of ours."
He pulled off his shirt, revealing his amazingly tanned and muscular torso. The six pack was incredibly defined, and starting below his belly button I could see a fine line of black hair, which got wider at the top of his jeans.
"Yeah, you're right." he said to me, staring at my chest. "I'm way more muscular than you'll ever be."
I punched him in his muscled bicep. "You're such an asshole, Heath."

We went back to watching the show. They were still working out, but now some of the bodybuilders were talking about their workout routines, and the supplements they took. It was pretty boring, but all of them had nice bodies, which only looked better, since they were all sweaty and glistening.
Suddenly, I noticed Heath looking at me.
"You gettin' excited over this, Trav?" He smirked.
I looked down. Without realizing it, I had been rubbing my 9 inch cock through my jeans, and it had hardened partially.
"Nah, it's just getting uncomfortable in these damn jeans and stuff," I told him, which was practically the truth. It was almost as hot in Heath's house as it had been outside.
"You mind if I take off my pants?" I asked. "It's hotter'n hell in hell in here."
"Sure, whatever, I don't care Trav." he said, still watching the sweaty men work out on the TV. I couldn't tell how much he was enjoying it - his jockstrap was still firmly in place.

I peeled off my jeans, shoes, and socks, and threw them aside with my shirt and backpack, then sat back on the couch in only my underwear.
"Ahh, that's better," I said, stretching myself. "Now I'm not so god damn hot anymore." 
Heath glanced at me - for longer than normal, and I almost thought he grinned.
"You want something to drink?" he asked. "There's plenty in the kitchen."
"Alright." I sauntered into the kitchen and threw open the fridge. There were a couple of Mountain Dews on the shelf, and I grabbed them. I found some ice in the freezer, and a 2 cups on the counter, and poured the Dew into them, adding ice.

I stopped on the way back into the living room, and looked at myself in the mirror, setting the cups down. I've always had a pretty good physique - but it's nothing like Heath's. He's right about me not working out enough, but I just never seem to have the energy. Running my hands through my short, curly brown hair, I decided I'd have to get more serious about it soon. Stretching, I pulled down my undies halfway, revealing the top of my short brown pubic hair. Body hair's always turned me on - pubes, armpits, you name it, I find it hot.

I picked up the drinks and walked into the living room. Heath was still watching the bodybuilding show, and by this time they were in the judging contest. All of the competitiors were dressed in small, tight bikinis, clearly revealing their ample bulges.

I circled around the couch, and set down the drinks on the coffee table. Heath had removed his own tight pants by this time - now he was only wearing his gray boxer briefs, and I could still see the jockstrap outlined underneath. His huge legs bulged out of his tight underwear as he relaxed on the couch.
"You got that hot, too, man?" I asked, chuckling, more horny than amused.
"Yep. You were right about it being a million fuckin' degrees out today, Trav." He reached for his drink, took a gulp, then leaned back with his arms over his head.
"Woah, man, don't you ever shave?" I asked, my eyes transfixed on his bushy black armpit hair. He looked at me across his tricep.
"What? Shave? Hell no. Do you, Trav?"
I didn't answer, but instead, pulled down my tight underwear to show him more of my pubes. I figured he wouldn't mind, anyway, seeing how we were both almost naked.
"Guess not," he said, looking at my crotch, but trying to not show it.

I sat back, enjoying my Dew, as I went between looking at Heath's glistening chest rising and falling, and the men on TV posing for the judges. My cock was growing uncontrollably, but I didn't mind. I felt so relaxed, and relieved that I could be with a dude who didn't care - especially my best friend. Or did he care? Heath seemed to be staring at me more and more, but it was probably my imagination.

The show ended, and by this time Heath was getting up from the couch.
"I'm gonna take a shower, dude, alright?" he said, walking towards the stairs and yanking off his gray boxer-briefs at the same time. He tossed them at me, and they hit me in the face.
"Whatever, dude, it's your house.", putting the shorts in my lap. I watched his ass encased in the jock strap, as he walked up in the stairs, flexing his legs and butt all the way. A minute later, I heard the water come on. I had been waiting for this.

Quickly, I took off my underwear, and threw them aside. I couldn't control myself any longer. After lying back on the couch, I grabbed my cock and began masturbating myself, while picturing Heath's amazing body. Sliding my hand up and down my meat, I masturbated harder and harder, sweating all the time. A super loup THUMP from upstairs suddenly stopped me, my hand still on my throbbing cock. The shower water had stopped running.

"You okay, Heath?" I yelled, getting up from the couch, with my cock swinging back and forth.
"What the fuck?" I thought to myself, as I walked up the stairs, and then noticed something. Heath's jockstrap was laying at the top. I bent over, and picked it up, as I laid down at the top of the stairs again. Heath seemed to be okay, because I heard the water start running again.

His jockstrap smelled amazing in the crotch. I held it over my nose like a gasmask in inhaled deeply. It was a stale, salty odor, and very powerful. My cock was engorged with blood in less than a second again, and I began jerking it off, slower this time. I laid there, almost falling asleep with his cup over my face, slowly stroking the full length of my penis.

A bit later, I heard the shower water stop running, and then a door opened and closed. I was still laying naked in the hallway, but I didn't care. Nothing could get me away from Heath's amazingly, manly scent.
"What the fuck are you doing out here, Trav?" Heath smirked. I sat up quickly, the jock falling into my lap. He was wearing a small, white towel, and was dripping water everywhere. His shiny, black hair looked even more amazing when it was wet. I thought I detected a pretty large bulge behind that towel, too.
"You found my cup in the hallway, eh?" He joked.
"Yeah, I figured I shouldn't let it lie around to trip over, I said, standing up, still at full mast. I threw it at him, and as he caught it, the towel dropped around his ankles, revealing his partially erect, 11 inch cock. I could see the veins and curves in it. It was the most amazing piece of meat I had ever seen.
"Oops." said Heath, but he made no move to pick up the towel as he put the dirty, yellowed jockstrap back on. His eyes were glued to my body, as were mine to his.
"Do you always wear that stupid thing?" I asked. "It looks like you haven't washed it since you got it."
"I haven't, Trav," he said, laughing, and went back in the bathroom. "Be right out!"

"Yeah, whatever," I said, walking into his bedroom. I couldn't stop thinking about his cock I had glimpsed in the hallway just a second ago. Thick, black pubes, a huge set of balls. Probably the most masculine cock ever, and I had seen a lot before, but never Heath's. I laid down on the bed, rubbing my cock. It was leaking precum everywhere - I wondered if Heath had even noticed I was naked. Whatever, I didn't care now, I was too horny to give a shit. Heath had a nice bedroom - a small desk with a computer, a large double bed, and a big window overlooking the alleyway. The window was open, blowing hot air everywhere. I began to sweat again, which made some nice lube for my cock as I slowly rubbed it.

Heath walked into his bedroom, totally nude, but his skin was dry and he smelled clean now. He saw me masturbating, and stood there. His cock was slowly rising, and I smiled.
"C'mere, dude. It's obvious we've both been horny all afternoon.", I said.
Transfixed, he walked to the bed. Both of our cocks were fully erect now, and he couldn't take his eyes off of mine - there was no hiding it now. I yanked him by the arm, pulling his hot body down next to mine. I looked at him - his eyes were filled with lust.
"Fuck, man, you've got such a hot body. I knew it ever since I met you" I said to him.
"You're fucking nice yourself, Trav," he responded. I spit on my hand, grabbed his cock, and began to slide my hand up and down its eleven inches. Heath closed his eyes and groaned, as he reached for my own dick, unable to hold himself back any longer. He began to jerk my cock off roughly, without any lube on his hands. It felt amazing, and soon our two bodies were sweating everywhere. He was thrusting his groin in and out of my hand by now, grunting with each pump of his cock.

I sat up, and took my hand off, which caused him to open his eyes.
"Hey, man, why'd you stop? That was feeling so good!" he said, too horny to be angry with me.
"Because -" I said, as I put my mouth over the head of his cock, and licked it, "- this feels better, doesn't it?"
"Unnh, yeah, dude, suck me off now." Heath grunted, and he laid back. I happily obeyed, licking up and down the full length of his shaft. He was getting precum all over my face...and some in my mouth, too. It tasted amazing, slightly sweet.

I swallowed all eleven inches of his cock without warning, causing him to cry out in ecstasy. I could feel his piss slit halfway down my throat as I sucked him, still leaking torrents of precum. The veins of his throbbing cock were pressed against my throat and mouth, and I was so far down now that my nose was buried in his thick black pubes.
"Shit, Trav, where'd you learn to give blowjobs like this?" Heath managed to say in between grunts. "You're like, a fucking pro at it, dude."
After enjoying his cock for a minute longer, I pulled my mouth all the way off of it. It was shiny with spit and precum, and still bulging all 11 inches into the air.
"Fuck, man, you have one nice cock," I told him.
"And you're amazing at givin' blowjobs, Trav." Heath grabbed me, and shoved his tongue deep in my mouth. We kissed passionately, our spit and his precum mingling in our mouths. Our hands slid up and down each other's sweaty bodies, until his came to a rest on my own cock.
"Now I wanna suck off this huge dick," he whispered in my ear.

Heath kissed his way down my abdomen, licking my six pack and pubes. I hadn't showered in almost three days at that point, mainly because I loved to smell more natural.
"Shit, this smells amazing," I heard Heath mumble to himself. He began to lick the top of my cock as he massaged my groin and balls. It felt amazing.
"So, is this your first time with a man?" I smirked, as he looked up at me through my pubes with his sexy green eyes.
"Yeah, dude, but I wouldn't wanna be with anyone else but you right now." he said, and then engulfed half my cock in his warm mouth. I grunted loudly, as he began to go up and down, sucking like he was trying to get life out of my cock. He went up and down, getting spit and precum all over my crotch and his face, going lower and lower with each suck. Pretty soon, my whole cock was engulfed in his mouth, and he stopped moving. Heath looked back up at me, and I could almost see the bulge of my penis halfway down his throat. He looked so hot like that - all I could see were my pubes, brushing his stubbly chin!
"Dude, I'm gonna cum" I grunted, my whole body tensed. He quickly pulled his mouth off my cock and starting passionately kissing me again.
"Don't yet," he whispered in my ear. "I'm not ready to." He pulled back, looking at me with his sexy eyes, while we rubbed each other's slick bodies.
"I want - you - to fuck -me..." I moaned, in between kissing.
"I've never fucked a guy before, Trav, are you sure? Do we need lube?"
"I like it without lube...no condom..." I grunted. 
"Sounds hot, man..." he moaned, and continued kissing me.

After a minute, Heath sat up on his knees, stroking his cock. His sweaty chest was heaving, and his dark brown nipples and abs were rock hard. I figured mine were too.
"I never knew you liked cock so much before," I said to Heath, looking into his eyes as I jacked myself off. "Girls are okay Trav, but I think guys are pretty hot, too," he said. "You never knew that?"
"Well, you never acted like you were interested in my, Heath", I said to him.
"Aw, who the fuck cares, anyway." He grabbed my feet and swumg me around so that my ass was just below his cock.
"I had no condoms, anyway" Heath said, giving me this really sexy look. "But I do have lube."

Heath bent over, pulling my ass into the air, so that my back was resting on his thighs. I could feel his warm breath on my asshole.
"Yeah, fucking rim me man," I told him, as he began to lick my tight hole. Deeper and deeper he went, soon he was tongue fucking my hole - I couldn't believe how good he was at it! His hot tongue jabbed in and out of my asshole, and I grunted louder and louder.
"Shit, Trav, your hole smells so fucking hot. You shouldn't ever shower" Heath said, as he looked up at me.
"Just stick your meat in me, man, I can't take it anymore!" I practically screamed. I was writhing uncontrollably, and my whole body was throbbing in sweat. Never had any boy like Heath made me this hot.

He laid my legs over his shoulders, and I felt his throbbing penis on my hole, and he began to rub it up and down, making me hornier than ever before. I felt the head of his cock slip inside of me, and he grunted and smiled.
"You like that, dude? You want more?"
"Oh, fuck yeah, fuck me hard Heath." I said, panting and groaning.
He slowly entered my ass, and I could feel myself pulling him in.
"Fuck, your ass is so tight. I can't believe this" he said, throwing his head back in ecstasy.
He slid his cock all the way inside, and I suddenly felt nothing but pubes on my asshole. His cock seemed to reach all the way to my center, as he slowly began thrusting it in and out.

I couldn't believe how complete I felt - 18 years of knowing this amazing stud of a boy, and we were finally true, intimate friends. I never dreamed anything like this could have happened. With each thrust of his cock, it seemed to hit a magic spot inside of me, throwing waves of pleasure over my body. No other boy I had ever been with had made me feel this way - I never wanted Heath to take his cock out of me, I wanted him to leave his 11 inch meaty cock in my ass forever.

Heath continued to pound my asshole, his cock seeming to go even farther in with each thrust. It slid in and out, glistening with my ass juices and his precum, as I watched. I jerked my own cock off as hard and fast as I could, trying to last as long as possible. I never wanted this amazing experience to end.

"Fuck, Trav -" he groaned loudly, pounding my ass with phenomenal speed. As soon as I felt his cock begin to throb wildly from deep in my ass, I knew it was too late. Boiling hot torrents of cum gushed deep into my insides, and at the same time, I blew my load all over my chest and the sheets. Gallons of creamy white semen, everywhere. We were both grunting loudly, and I was practically screaming in sheer ecstasy as I orgasmed.

Heath fell on top of me, his cock still slowly gushing semen inside of me, and began to passionately kiss me again. Wave after of wave of pleasure kept passing over me - this was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced
"Jesus, dude, that was amazing" he whispered.
"Let me taste your cum," I said to him, still shivering.

He pulled his cock out of my ass, slowly, and it was still hard. It was covered in my own ass juices, his cum and spit, and sweat. I hungrily began to lick off the sticky, sweet, mess, tasting his amazing cum. It tasted and looked how I always dreamed - thick, pearly white, and bittersweet. I sucked his penis clean, right down to the pubes, and pulled him in again.
"Have a taste" I told him, as we kissed. Our spit and semen mixed together, and he caressed my ass slowly, licking my lips, tongue, and chin.
"Your ass is mine now, Trav," he said, massaging it. "I've never had a more amazing fuck than with your sweet ass."
"I'm all yours, Heath," I told him, and we cuddled together close, holding each other's sweat and cum slicked bodies close. I felt his still warm cock in the crack of my ass, and smiled. It belonged there - I'd never want my new lover anywhere else. We fell asleep.

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Let me know what you think, that was my first work of erotic fiction! It too me about 6 hours to write, and I didn't edit it much, but I hope everyone likes it. Personally, I've fallen in love with Travis and Heath. :)

I will continue it if anyone expresses the desire to read more. Thanks!