We thought we were straight!

I'd known my best mate for years, we'd met at college, ended up working for the same firm and regularly met at weekends just to chill out. Did I fancy him? No - at least I thought I didn't. We were both straight, we'd both had girlfriends, thoughts of being gay had never crossed my mind. There was one thing that had intrigued me though - hair. Mark was 6 feet tall, dark and good looking and he was hairy. Not massively so, but enough that you could see some poking up when just the top button of his shirt was undone and it fascinated me. My problem was that I was smooth, very smooth, my body just didn't want to produce hair, at 25 I still didn't need to shave everyday so I just wondered what it was like, how it felt.

One summer's afternoon, we were doing what we regularly did, chilling out in my apartment, sitting on the floor, drinking beers, listening to music and chatting. We'd had a couple of beers each but nothing excessive and the conversation was flowing well, when suddenly Pete reaching up for his beer on the table slightly above him, misjudged things and the beer went straight down the front of his t-shirt. Having got soaked he quickly took his shirt off and that is when it all started. I'd seen him shirtless many times before and each time I had to try hard not to stare. He looked wonderful.

His body was good anyway but that hairy chest just did something to me. It started from just below his neckline, not very thick at first but getting denser as it went down to his nipples, the area in the middle of them being the thickest of all. Then there was a gap of relatively smooth light skin before another area of dense black hair on his firm stomach. Pete was rubbing the patch of dampness with the dry part of his shirt. How I wished I was doing that, I knew I was staring, but couldn't stop, I was beginning to think about what was below his belt.

"Mark, Mark" I suddenly realised Pete's hand was waving in front of my face "You got a clean shirt I could wear mate?" "Yes no problem" I said. Standing up to go to the bedroom, I realised too late that I now had a massive erection and the jogging pants I was wearing were showing it off rather than hiding it. A quick glance at Pete's face as I turned to leave the room told me he'd seen it, he couldn't miss it, after all. for him sitting on the floor it was at eye level.

I was standing near the bed, facing away from the door, just wishing that my cock would just drop so I could return to other room, but it seemed instead to get harder and harder. Then two arms appeared around my waist and a voice whispered in my ear "Why don't I take yours" at which the arms started to lift my shirt. Pete threw the shirt onto the bed before starting to cuddle me from behind, I could feel his chest against my back, it felt warm and soft. The voice whispered again "I don't know why, this feels right". I turned my head and his face was there, both our lips ready, we kissed, a long slow kiss. His hands slowly started to slip inside my jogging pants, extending them outwards and forcing them down. My hard cock bounced up, Pete grabbed it with both hands. "Wow" he whispered. My head was spinning and I realized that mine was not the only hard cock, I could feel Pete's through his jeans rubbing against my bare backside.

I turned, dropped down to my knees and undid his belt. No this was too quick, my arms went up, my hands on his chest and I pushed him onto the bed. Then I was on top of him, touching him, stroking him, kissing him, experiencing that chest that had fascinated me for so long. I think he was surprised just how eager I was. I don't know how long this went on for, but we both enjoyed it and eventually I slid of him and started to unzip his jeans.

There was no disappointment, his thick hard cock was there just waiting to be sucked, my tongue tickled it, gently mopping up the precum that was oozing from it, then my mouth opened wide and slid down the shaft. Pete gave a gasp of excitement as my mouth reached the bottom, and then moaned softly as my mouth moved up and down. I moved my body round, so that it was above his and slid my still hard cock into Pete's mouth. This was going to be the best afternoon ever ....