Just friends: Part 2

I woke up in the morning with a splitting headache and a dry throat. When I came to my senses I realized that I was still in the clothes I wore yesterday, the only thing I had managed to kick off before I face-planted on to my bed were my shoes. And I wasn't even the one who was drinking, I wonder how shitty Harry felt...HARRY! It all suddenly came rushing back into my head. The drama with Joe, the evening out, the KISS! I still found it hard to believe that just under twelve hours ago I had locked lips with my bestfriend. But it had happened, it was real. I checked the time on my phone that was carelessly slung on my bedside table. It was only 9:30am, but I knew Harry was probably awake.

I was meant to be taking him to the stables this evening and part of me just wanted to text him some excuse as to why I couldn't make it. I didn't know if I could face him again. This was probably no big deal for Harry, being gay and having had kissed a few guys in his lifetime, but it was a huge thing for me. The problem wasn't the fact that I had kissed a guy, the problem was the fact that it felt ok and I liked it. I liked kissing my male friend.

I had never thought about guys before. Even when Harry came out I never thought about what two men did together. I mean I knew, obviously I knew but it never even popped into my mind. Then all of a sudden my lips were against another man's and that scared me. I slowly dragged myself into a standing position and headed for the bathroom. Harry's parents were away for a while and so I knew it would be ok to stop by in an hour or so. I stood under the spray of the shower, my head pressed against the tiled wall. I closed my eyes and sighed. What the hell was I going to say to him? For some reason I made sure that I was completely, one hundred percent squeaky clean before getting out the shower and switching off the water.

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Fully dressed I ran out the door and towards my car. Once inside I started driving, probably much slower than I needed to. In a way I just wanted to get this over with but at the same time Harry's place was the last place in the world I wanted to be right now. When I pulled up outside his house I actually felt sick. I had never been so nervous in my entire life. "Okay breath, he's been your best friend for eight years...there should be no secret feelings between us" I said out loud in my car. I squeezed the steering wheel before un-doing my seatbelt and getting out the car. I walked up the front path and knocked loudly on the door. I waited for about two minutes then knocked again. I was making quite a noise on the front door, if Harry was still asleep it surely would of woken him up. But after my third time of knocking I realized that I wasn't going to get any reply. Surely he hasn't gone out yet. It was after all only coming up to half ten. I walked round the side of the house and opened the side gate. I closed it slowly behind me and walked into Harry's back yard. I went up to the backdoor and peered into the kitchen, seeing if there was any sign of life. I leaned against the door and to my surprise it was open. I almost fell forward on to my face but managed to keep my balance. I stepped inside the house and started searching for him. When I got into his room and saw he wasn't there I was seriously worried.

Suddenly it came to me that he was probably in his shed. Harry had a large shed at the end of his garden and while it was filled with things like bikes and a lawnmower it still had enough space for a sofa and television. And while the television only had 5 channels it was equipped with a DVD player. There was also a mini fridge inside, the perfect place for a group of friends to chill out in the evening which is something we did often. I made my way back down the stairs and out into the back garden. I strolled across the well kept grass until I reached shed. I expected to hear the TV on or some music but I heard neither. I was about to knock and open the door when I heard a light moan. Now at first I thought that perhaps he had someone in there with him and that I should turn around and come back later, but then after more high pitched moans and sighs I realized that he was alone. I remembered that around the side of the shed there was a small window and while I knew it was wrong to spy on someone I have to admit that I was rather interested at what he could possibly be doing to himself.

I went round the side of the shed and peered in through the window. From the window I had perfect view of the sofa which my best friend was laying on. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt but nothing else. "This is so wrong!" I thought as I stared between Harry's legs, but no matter how much I told myself to, I could not pull my eyes away. Harry's long penis was sticking up straight between his legs, hard and throbbing. The delicate fingers on his left hand were gently rubbing the tip, every time he added a little pleasure his long, lightly tanned legs would tremble. I glanced up at his face where his eyes were closed and two fingers from his right hand were between his cherry lips, being sucked softly. Harry then bought his right hand down his body and below his balls. He shifted slightly and his legs parted a bit more. His finger came in contact with his asshole and slowly pushed inside. Harry started fingering himself, moving deeper and deeper each time he did so. His second finger joined the first. He began this little routine, probing his fingers in and out of himself, then removing them both and massaging the slightly loose ring. I saw him gasp and whisper something to himself. I wish I knew what it was.

Removing his fingers, he squeezed his cock and reached to the side of himself. The hand Harry had been fingering himself with was wrapped around a light, blue, vibrator. He lifted up a bottle of lube and squirted a good deal all over the tip before rubbing it up and down the rubbery shaft. My dick twitched and I realized it was because I wished it was my cock that Harry had his hands all over. Harry moved the fake cock towards his hole and pushed. This time I heard him gasp and his eyes snapped open. His gaze shot around the room while he took deep intakes of breath. For a second I thought he looked right at me when he glanced to the end of the room. My stomach dropped, but I soon realized that I wasn't spotted seeing as there was no reaction on his face. I saw him press the handle and heard a light vibrating sound.

I heard a loud squeak come from Harry's mouth as he began moving the vibrator in and out, gently fucking himself with it. His eyes gently closed again as his body wriggled about on the sofa, enjoying the sensations. I felt my own pre-cum dribble into my underwear. I wanted to pull my dick out my jeans and wank over the display I was watching through the shed window however I slowly came to my senses. Harry started before me therefore would most likely be done before me as well, once he had came he would probally come out to clean up, finding me with my face against my window and my dick in my hand. I was fully aware that what Harry was doing was a private thing and something I shouldn't be watching, no matter how close friends we were. Things were already going to be awkward between us, I didn't want the tension to increase.

I walked a few meters away from the shed just to make things more convincing and to give the illusion that I had only just got here. "Harry! Are you in there mate?" I called, my voice shook a little, but I don't think he noticed. There was suddely a lot of noise coming from inside the shed. I went back over to the window to watch. "Oh shit!" I heard Harry mutter as he pulled his underwear on and hid the vibrator behind a pillow. "Just a second!" he called back as he opened the window on the opposite shed wall to where I was standing and flicked on the TV. I moved round towards the door as Harry approached. He opened the door, his face slightly flustered. He smiled brightly but looked awkward as hell.

"Why is your face so red?" I asked, smiling back at him.
"It's pretty hot in here" he lied. I chuckled slightly inside. But my confidence soon faded when I remembered what I came over to tell him.
"Since when did you watch football?" I asked, as I sat down on the sofa and glanced at the television that Harry had quickly turned on.
"Since...like forever...I wanna know more about it, for when I come and watch one of your matches..." he said, his voice shaking slightly.
"I told you, you don't have to come and see one" I replied.
"How comes your here so early Jay? I thought you were coming till this evening" he questioned, however he looked pleased to see me.
"I needed to talk to you. I needed to talk to you about last night, you know, when we...kissed" I whispered. There was a long silence where we both just looked at the floor. Then Harry came over and sat next to me, leaning on the pillow that hid his recently used sex toy.
"Listen...what happened doesn't make you gay if that's what your afraid of. It was me who kissed you, you just accepted it, which i'm grateful for because I was so upset yesterday...I wasn't thinking properly, I didn't do it to mess you up or anything, i'm sorry if that's what has happened!" he sighed, looking irritated at himself.

"I liked the kiss Harry...And being gay isn't a problem for me. I don't think sexuality is the situation, I know that I liked it because it was you. Not because your a guy. I liked it because it was my amazing bestfriend in my arms. You haven't messed me up, all that i'm thinking is, what happens next? What happens now that is has happened? Do we just go back to normal? I don't know what I want from you!" I groaned, and put my face in my hands.
"I'm right here Jay...Tell me what you want? You wanna kiss me again?" he whispered. There was a change in his voice, he sounded sexy and full of lust.

Without thinking I leaned over his slim body and stuck my tongue straight into his mouth. Harry's soft pouting lips pressed against my own as my tongue battled his and tasted every inch of his mouth. His long fingers ran all over my chest and arms, feeling my tensing muscles. He quickly lost patience and pulled my shirt off, allowing himself skin to skin contact. I ran my hand down his left side, gently rubbing his nipple with my thumb. The kiss became harder and wetter, but I didn't care, every area of his mouth tasted amazing. My right hand traveled down the other side of his body and on to his left leg. I felt the material of his underwear and started to pull the material between his legs to the side, exposing his large balls and still nicely lubricated asshole. Before he had time to figure out what was going on my index finger was sliding in and out of his slippery hole. I was amazed at how tight it was having only been penetrated by a good sized, fake cock about ten minutes ago. I broke the kiss and began kissing and sucking on Harry's neck and ears while he buried his face into my shoulder, muffling his moans. I pushed him so he was laying flat down and covered his mouth with my own again. I had never felt this way before with a girl, it was like I wanted to devour his entire body.

My middle finger entered his body as well and I fallowed what he had been doing before. Sliding my fingers in and out of his hole and then massaging the puckered entrance. "Yeah, keep doing that!" he moaned with his lips brushing against mine. I shoved my tongue back inside his mouth. I didn't wanna talk, I didn't wanna think, I just wanted him, all of him. I reached behind his head and underneath the pillow. My fingers found the rubbery fake cock and I pulled it out from underneath him. Before he knew it my fingers were out and the vibrator was nearly half way into his opened hole.

He squealed with delight and pounded the sofa with his fists. I clicked it on and a light buzzing sound came from inside Harry's ass. His legs jerked violently and he gave me a look that indicated he was in heaven. I kneeled between his open legs and began fucking him ever so slowly with vibrator. Reaching forward Harry un-buttoned my jeans and pulled down the zipper. He then began rubbing my already hard cock through my underwear, turning me on like mad. Harry reached inside my boxers and pulled out my long, thick, hard dick and snapped open the bottle of lube with his other hand. He squeezed a long line of it on to my vieny shaft and began jerking me slowly.

I couldn't take it anymore. I yanked my jeans and my underwear down to my ankles and climbed back properly on to Harry. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his underwear, "Yes Jay! Take my undies off" he begged and raised his ass as I pulled them down over his legs and off over his feet. Harry reached between his legs and spread his hole as I lined up my cock. "Oh!" he gasped loudly as I pushed my throbbing penis deep inside him. Almost straight away I began moving my hips, pumping in and out of him picking up speed. I was fucking my best friend and it felt AMAZING. My shaft burned with pleasure and the head of my cock tingled with delight. Harry wrapped his legs around my back and kissed me passionately, spending time to suck and nibble on my bottom lip. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" he hissed aggressively and flopped his head back down on the pillow, his eyes closed tight.

I licked the sweat off his neck and then looked down between our legs. I looked at where my large cock was slipping in and out Harry's small, but fastly loosening hole. Harry looked down too and saw that my cock was only over half way inside his ass. "Deeper baby, please!" he begged and opened his legs wider. Reaching round he grabbed on to my ass and pushed me forward, filling himself up with dick. We both moaned, we were in heaven. I went back down on him and began kissing and sucking his neck, leaving love bites all over him.

I was aware of Harry's fingers sliding up and down the crack of my ass, the tips of them jabbing against my hole every time they passed. They were still lubricated and slippery from where he had given me a hand job earlier and while I was still hammering in and out of his warm, moist ass like there was no tomorrow, I was waiting in anticipation for his hands to enter me. Harry raised his hips and thrusted up towards me, groaning like mad. I felt a little pleasure on my back passage and then felt Harry's finger pushing inside me. He began rubbing my passage, touching and fingering every spot inside me. My thrusts became less precise but never slowed. "Yeah give me that dick!" Harry sighed, his eyes rolling back inside his head. His arms began to tremble yet he managed to add another finger into my ass hole. Because his arms were wrapped round me, the movement of his hands were limited, however I had no idea something inside me could feel so amazing!

I pulled off Harry's t-shirt and began licking and sucking on his left nipple. Once again he squealed in delight and I began sucking harder on the small pink nipple. I felt my balls tighten and my legs began to turn into jelly. I picked up the pace, my face burried into Harry's chest, my hands on his hips, pulling his slender body towards me. His left hand caressed my back while the fingers on his right hand drummed in and out of me. My breathing became deeper than it already was and my body tingled violently. I arched my back and thrusted straight in him for a final time. We both shouted with pleasure before I sprayed a large, sticky load inside him. Harry whimpered slightly feeling my warm liquid fill him up. I fell on top of him and we both lay there, like one big sweaty and sticky mess. I didn't want to leave his warm body...

However my dick slowly started to become soft and slip out of him. When it did so I fell back and lay on the opposite end of the sofa to Harry, staring between his legs. My cum was flowing out of him and his hole was lose and sore looking. He reached down and rubbed his swollen penis, pre-cum spilling out of the head as he panted loudly.

"Mmm...you fucking destroyed me!" he sighed, looking at me and my deflating penis with lustful eyes.
"You didn't cum" I said back, catching my breath. Harry looked at me mischievously and grinned.

"You're right Jay, I didn't!" he giggled and pounced on top of me. I was recovering from my orgasm and so exaughsted that I couldn't think fast or get him off me. Before I knew it the spongy head of Harry's dick had popped inside my reluctant hole. "Oh god!" I groaned in pain and closed my eyes. He leaned over and began to gently kissed my cheeks, neck and lips. I could feel his warm pre-cum lining my tight un-willingly passage. It felt so strange, but at the same time natural, even though it hurt quite a bit. I started breathing quickly again as Harry propped my left leg up on my shoulder and began rocking backwards and forwards, impaling me with his long cock. The pain began going away and my spent cock began to respond to Harry's fast jabs inside me. "Ohh Harry! Stop it..." I moaned. It felt so good, I was in absolute extacy, but I didn't know if I wanted him inside me. Fucking a guy was one thing, but getting fucked was completely different.

Harry tilted his head back and grunted with pleasure before looking back down and straight into my eyes, "You really want me to stop" he grinned, knowing that I was feeling good. "I don't know...I-" my mumbled replied was drowned out by Harry's lips covering mine. We shared a wild, passionate kiss as I wriggled about underneath him. I realized that the more I moved and tried to push him out the tighter I would squeeze around his dick causing him to growl inside my mouth. It was a tight fit, I could feel how much of a squeeze it was to move in and out of me. A lot more difficult than it had been when I was fucking him. However, I wasn't the one laying spread-legged, begging for it.

Harry began kissing my neck again and his thrusts became deeper, harder and faster. I began moaning quietly again, closing my eyes and biting my lip. I didn't want this to feel this amazing but it did and there was nothing I could do about it. He began muttering things in my ear about how good I felt and that he was close. The firm cock kept rubbing something inside me, something that, if I hadn't just squirted so much cum about five minutes ago, I would of came again. Harry's body began shaking and he groans became louder. Harry gripped on to my waist and forced himself deep inside. He let out one long moan and I did too as I felt warm cum inside me. It felt so good, my friend's cock and my friend's cum felt so good inside me. My eyes rolled back and I eased up a little, allowing the final movements of his cock to be free and easy. Once Harry stopped moving there was quiet. It was silent apart from our deep breaths. I could of sworn I heard our hearts beating through our skin.

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Harry.

I could feel his eyes on me as I rode round and round the paddock. The fact I knew he was watching was making my penis harden all over again. I woke up this morning wondering if I had lost my bestfriend. I had been nervous, depressed and frightend about the whole damn situation. More than I had actually let on to Jay. But he came round, not much was spoken, he just fucked the hell out of me and then I did the same. Afterwards we had a shower, seperately which was kind of weird after what we had done. I thought maybe he was regretting it, that he'd make some excuse to leave as soon as he cleaned up, but he hadn't. After our showers we had layed on my bed in our underwear. Watching TV and talking about the normal things that we always talked about. However we lay closer than normal and every now and then there were silent moments, where we would just look at each other for a long period of time...

I noticed I had slowed down and began to urge my horse Ice on faster, taking her over some of the highest jumps. Normally I could ride her for hours and hours. But right now there were too many things going through my head. Plus it was rather painful being bounced up and down on my ass. It had, after all, taken quite a beating today. I figured 45 minutes was enough exercise for her for the evening and began to take her to her stables. Once Ice was in her stable and had enough food and water to last her the night I made my way back round the front to where Jay was leaning against his car, watching me. Jay had never looked at me like this before, his dark eyes showed so many emotions and I got butterflies as I neared him. He grinned as I got closer and stopped right infront of him. For once I had no idea what to say to him. "You guys get better and better every time I watch you. You should definitely enter a competition, you'd be amazing" he said, smiling at me.

"Thank you..." I whispered, I suddenly felt so shy.
"What's wrong?" he asked, walking closer and putting his arms round me. He felt so warm and so inviting. I looked up at him and shook my head, smiling, unable to think straight. He stared at me for a while, then grabbed the back of my head. He pulled me towards him and pressed those juicy lips against mine. As soon as our mouths came into contact we fell to the floor and began groping each other's asses' and cocks through our trousers. Our lips parted and I felt his warm tongue slip into my mouth, dancing and intwining with mine. He pulled away and pulled my shirt apart, causing a few of the buttons to spring off, but I couldn't care less at that moment.

He kissed down my neck and began sucking and kissing my nipples. Taking time to work over the both of them. His left hand skillfully undid the top button and zipper of my trousers and he began massaging my cock through my tight underwear. His right hand was sliding up and down my right side, every now and then he would drag his nails across my goose bump covered skin, making it burn in all the right ways. I lay back, my head on the soft grass and stared up at the sky. The sun was setting and a few stars were already visible in the sky.

It was beautiful, in fact a better word for it would be perfect. I felt Jay's soft but strong hands pulling down my underwear, and I knew it would be even better the second time round...

Hey everyone, thankyou so much for all the nice comments on the first part of this story. Let me know what you think, thanks again. :)