New Beginning

badjujuboy · Sunday at 11:06 PM

New Beginning Part 1

Alex and I aren’t exactly innocent, I’ll admit. We were best friends in high school, but being on opposite coasts, we drifted apart during college. A while ago, though, we reconnected online through one of the fetish sites and discovered we were both living in the same city. After a quick back-and-forth, we picked up right where we left off, though some things had clearly changed.

These days, we’re both crushing it in our careers, real alphas in that sense. But when it comes to our personal lives, that’s a whole different matter, and we’ve figured out an arrangement that’s just right for us.

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Back in high school, there’d been a growing distance between us at the start of our senior year that I couldn’t explain. I hadn’t told him I was gay. Afraid of his reaction, I never pushed it, wanting to keep our friendship. Besides, I never had a problem meeting up with guys from the university in town. So, I basically avoided shitting where I ate.

We were both summer babies. By then, we were 18 and in peak shape. Physically, we could pass for brothers. Alex was 6’ to my 6’3” and both had classic swimmer's builds from our time on the varsity swim team. Even though I was taller, he had this quiet authority that made me never question him, and I usually just went along with whatever he said.

At the beginning of the season, we decided buzz our hair. Well, to be honest, he decided for us. One afternoon, while we were hanging out in his bedroom, he started complaining about his curly hair. Then, out of nowhere, that familiar look crossed his face, and I knew he’d made up his mind about something. Pulling me into the bathroom, he took off his t-shirt, grabbed a pair of clippers, and started buzzing off his curls while I sat there on the toilet, watching. You could say that’s the day things changed in our friendship.

“What do you think, Luke?” he asked with a grin, running a hand over his head as his blue eyes sparkled. “Looks better, right?”

For a second, I took a good look at him. God, he was sexy standing there and he knew it! With his hair buzzed, his eyes stood out even more. He was smiling, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, paired with deep dimples. I melted and started thinking about how he looked without any clothes on.

“Uh, yeah, looks good,” I mumbled, feeling my cock growing in my underwear and hoping it wasn’t obvious.

Smiling, he walked toward me, scattering some of the black curls around the bathroom floor. He bent down, took my hand, and started rubbing his scalp with it.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he smiled, waiting to see my reaction.

I just sat there, feeling the short hairs scraping my palm. Damn, it did feel good. All I could do was nod as I started to notice his ever-present bulge growing. Like I said, physically we could pass for brothers, but Alex was definitely bigger than me. Although I’m way above average down there, it was obvious in the showers to everyone who’d won the prize in genetics.

“Yep,” he smiled, lifting me up and walking me to the mirror.

At this point, I couldn’t do anything but go along. It had always been this way, and he knew it. Standing at the mirror, I could feel him behind me. His bulge was barely pushing against me, just enough that I couldn’t be completely sure. He started being playful, almost teasing me, as he pulled off my shirt.

"Let’s do it.”

I froze. I could totally feel his bulge against my ass now. Wrapping his arms around me, he pressed his pecs against my back and pinned me against the vanity, making sure I couldn’t move.

“Trust me,” he purred in my ear.

He moved in and pushed me harder against the vanity to stop me from getting away. With that, he switched on the clippers. Pressing them to the back of my neck, he ran them up, buzzing a stripe right up the middle of my head to make sure it was a done deal. Closing my eyes, I lowered my head as I felt the vibrations on my scalp as his bulge pushed against me. Finally done, he grabbed a hand towel, brushed the loose hair off my shoulders, and checked me out.

“There,” he laughed, “Looks good.”

“Yeah?” I asked, looking at myself in the mirror, with him still against me.

“Yep, definitely,” he nodded, putting his hands on my shoulders and turning me around to face him, “Even better than before.”

I just stood there, not able to say a word. That's when he made his move. Taking hold of my smooth pecs, he started playing with my nipples and moved in for a kiss.

“Fuck. What are you doing?” I stupidly asked, shocked that he was making a move on me.

“Shhh,” he whispered, “Something I should have done before.”

Instantly, our lips met, and our tongues invaded each other’s mouths. But all along, I could feel his overtaking mine, shoving it in deeper and deeper, taking possession of my mouth. We started undressing each other until our shorts were around our ankles. That's when I noticed he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Fuck, Luke,” he sighed, his cock at full mast. “Shower, let’s rinse off.” Once in the shower, he smiled, “Get in, fucker, and close the curtain, the floor’s getting wet.”

Dropping my underwear, I stood there naked in front of him. It wasn’t the first time, but somehow it wasn’t the same. Walking into the shower, I closed the curtain and silently watched the water cascade down his muscled back and over his firm ass as he lathered up. When he finally turned around, my eyes moved down the ridges of his hard abs to his shaved crotch and fixed on the droplets falling from the tip of his cock. Tentatively lifting my hands to his pecs, I stepped closer and ran my hands over the smooth slabs of muscle.

‘What the fuck, Luke,” I said, cupping them, “Where’s this coming from?”

“You gotta problem with it?” he chuckled with a devilish grin, flexing his pecs before slipping his hand down to my shaved junk to play with it.

“Naw,” I gasped, slipping my hands over his body.

“That’s better,” he sighed, planting his lips on mine.

Our hands started to explore each other’s body. He was grinding his cock into mine and I gave back the same as I pressed into him. Grabbing my ass, he pulled me into him, the water making our shaved skin slick. I’d fantasized about us shaving each other for a meet, but now here we were, my hands were on him and not just to shave him. Releasing me, Alex grabbed my cock and started hitting it against his.

“Shit yeah, finally,” he moaned, dropping to his knees and kissed the tip.

Then, without a second thought, he opened up and took me in. I could feel his lips sliding over me and gasped, feeling the wetness of his mouth on my cock for the first time. With just the tip in, he sucked and licked the underside with his tongue. I could hear him moaning with pleasure over the rush of water in shower. Fuck, I was getting hard. That’s when he forced his mouth down and swallowed me to the root. I could feel his soft lips around the base of my shaft.

“Fuck yeah, Alex,” I moaned.

I held onto the shower walls to steady myself, surprised at how easily he took me down. He started to deep throat me, bobbing up and down my cock. He’d pull back until just the tip was in his mouth and flick my piss slit with his tongue. Right away, he’d force his way back down, gripping the shaft with his lips. He kept on sucking until he stood up with big grin and walked out of the shower.

“Let’s hit the bed. I want you in me,” he smiled, grabbing a towel to dry off.

I just stood there, under the running water, trying to take in what he’d just said and done. Not only was he into guys but wanted me to fuck him. Seeing my confusion, he tossed me a towel.

“Fuck, man. I’ve wanted this for a while now. Everyone always wants me to fuck them,” he explained, holding his throbbing cock, “but I’m into nice fat cocks like yours, too.”

I nodded, turned off the water, and dried myself off. Running my hand over my freshly buzzed scalp, I followed him into the bedroom where he was already sitting on the side of the bed, legs spread. I just stood there, in front of him, as he opened the nightstand drawer.

“Got something we can try,” he smiled.

“Dude, what the fuck?” I said, seeing him holding a glass pipe.

“Don’t worry,” he grinned, heating the bowl, and inhaled, “I don't do it all the time, but this is a special occasion.”

I looked down at him blowing the cloud from his lips. His cock stood straight up as his low hanging shaved sac hid his hole. Fuck, I envied it. Mine was smaller and hugged my shaft when I got hard. He looked me up and down before setting his eyes on my cock.

“You’ve never fucked a guy, have you?”

I just nodded side to side, not knowing what to say to any of this.

“Fuck, Luke. Your cock is perfect,” he growled, holding the pipe as if to tease me, “Get over here.”

Leaning over and taking hold of my cock, he pulled me onto the bed and slipped the warm stem between my lips.

“Just one hit, that’s all,” he purred.

‘Damn him,’ I thought, knowing I couldn’t resist it when he did that and took the hit.

“Good boy,” he smiled, “just one more deep one.”

What else could I possibly do but just roll with it? Here I was with my best friend, naked on his bed, whom I had been fantasizing about. So, I went for it, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. I took a deep one, feeling the warmth filling my lungs as he played with my cock.

“Deeper,” he growled, “Feels good, doesn’t it? A few more won’t hurt.”

I just sat there nodding, starting to feel the effects hit me. I hesitated but did what he told me and kept taking more. Next thing I knew, our bodies were grinding, and our tongues danced as he grabbed my hand and moved it between his open legs. I started fingering his now slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He laid back and started moaning.

“Goddam it, Luke, fuck me.”

For some reason, I hesitated for a second, but I moved down and ran the tip of my cock over the entrance to his hole. Looking up into his face, I easily sank into him, spreading him open and feeling the heat wrap around my shaft.

“Fuck, yeah,” he gasped, feeling me inside him.

Grabbing his cock, I started rapidly pumping into him, my balls slapping against his ass. I was kind of just going through the motions, not really thinking about what I was doing. Alex kept moaning to keep it up, but suddenly, I could feel myself going soft. I tried to take it all in, finally being here with my best friend, but it was no use. Maybe it was the anxiety of it being the first time or it was a side effect of the meth that I’d heard about, but my body just wasn’t into it. I moved down the bed as my cock slipped out of him.

“Sorry, I can’t,” was all I could say, feeling like a failure.

Suddenly, Alex sat up, his eyes locking with mine.

“Fucker, it’s ok,” he said, kissing me, “I thought you might be a total bottom gay boy and the T you just smoked proved it.”

I started to think about all the times we hung out and how it never came up.

“You knew about me?”

“Yep. I figured it out a while ago,” he smiled, taking another hit before exhaling. “I was cool with it and figured it didn’t matter. So, I didn’t mention it.”

“So, what changed?”

“I guess I just wasn’t sure how I really felt about guys, until I spent the month at my uncle’s place this summer. I met one of his neighbors. Fuck man, he showed me how good a cock feels up my ass,” he said, looking off into the distance.

“Fuck,” I moaned, realizing the moment the distance between us started.

“That’s when I started thinking about you differently. Fuck, I realized you were the only one I could always be myself with,” he sighed, looking directly at me.

“And that,” I asked, motioning to the pipe, “He show you that, too?”

“Yep, he did. I’ll tell you all about it sometime,” he grinned, inhaling another hit and placing his lips against mine, “But now’s not the time.”

That’s when he exhaled the cloud into my mouth. He was so in control that I just inhaled it before we kissed again. I still couldn’t believe we were doing this. I started kissing his neck and grabbed his hard cock. I kept on, moving down to his pecs and started moaning, licking the deep ridges of his abs. I gave his cock a few strokes before moving past it and kissed his thighs.

“Fucker, suck it,” Alex groaned, “I know you want to.”

It was true, I did. So, I grabbed onto his nuts and slowly started licking up his shaft, feeling that popped out vein wrapped around it. I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Hitting the underside of the mushroom head, I stopped. There it was, a huge drop of pre-cum slowing rising out of his wide-open piss slit. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Grabbing his cock, Alex held the head with two fingers and squeezed. I quickly moved to taste it, but he pulled back.

“Uh, uh,” he purred, “Tell me what you want.”

“Please,” I moaned, looking at the droplet just sitting the between the folds of his piss slit, ready to drop any second.

“Please, what?” he chuckled, waving his cock just out of my reach.

Looking up into his eyes, I said it.

“Please, let me taste it, Alex. I want your cock.”

Then, I hit the jackpot. He nodded and I moved in, lapping up the pre-cum before taking him into my mouth. I started moaning, realizing it was finally happening. It wasn’t my imagination.

“Fuck!” he groaned, putting his hands on my head and caressing my freshly buzzed scalp, “Goddammit.”

I started teasing him, slowly sucking and sliding the tip of my tongue over the piss slit. He couldn't help
but moan every time. After a bit, he started to push my head deeper and I let him do it. I wanted to feel him down my throat, but wasn’t sure I could take him. Bit by bit, I let him in. I kept sucking him, my tongue wrapping itself on the underside of the shaft. I was loving it, and I could tell he was, too.

Maybe it was the meth or maybe it my wanting it so much, but I slid my tongue along the underside and forced myself down his cock ‘til I could feel him hit the back of my throat. That’s when I gripped his hips and pushed myself more.

“AH, SHIT!” he growled, feeling the pressure of my throat give way and he completely slid in.

My nose hit his shaved crotch. I couldn’t breathe and started gagging. Part of me didn’t care. I’d done it. I was sucking my best friend's cock. Seeing me continuing to gag, he pushed me off.

“Fucking cocksucker! You did it!” he laughed, seeing my spit dripping off my chin before rolling me onto my back.

I laid there, looking at him stroking his slimy cock covered in my spit.

“Gotta get you ready for Big Alex,” he joked.

I gasped as he slipped two rough fingers inside me. Finding my spot, I started moaning. I lifted my hips to meet his slow, deliberate movements, making sure I was ready for him. Satisfied, he spread my legs and placed the tip of his cock at my stretched hole. He slowly started pushing into me. At first, I didn’t think I could take him, but the meth kicked in, and I threw my head back.

“Fuck! Do it!”

“Damn right, I’m gonna do it,” he growled, feeding me one more hit. “Told you it was a special occasion, and I want to make sure you can take me. Just inhale and relax.”

I needed his cock and didn’t care that I was smoking meth, as long as he fucked me, so I took a deep one and tried to relax.

“Goddamn!” I yelled, feeling him opening me up.

Fuck it hurt. But at the same time, his thick cock felt good sliding into me.

“Yep, fucker, you took it right in. No girl’s been able to do that so fast. Usually takes a while,” he moaned, working it slightly in and out of me to get me used to his massive cock.

Looking up at him, I could see his eyes filling with lust.

“Yeah, Alex, fucking fill me, I’m no fucking girl,” I moaned, losing control and accepting he was in charge.

“That’s the plan, fucker,” he growled, going in deeper, “I should’ve done this the minute I got back.”

I was feeling him deep inside me now, his balls pressed against my ass.

“Shit, you’re fucking huge!” I moaned, “I can’t...”

Gripping my hips, he pulled back, just leaving the tip inside me.

"You can do it. Gonna breed that fucking tight ass of yours,” he grunted, pushing slowly back in.

He paused with about half his shaft left to go. He took a deep breath, grabbed my hips and slammed the rest of it into me.

"Goddamn, fuck," I kept repeating as he told me to relax and enjoy it.

I loved the mix of pleasure and pain as he leaned in, sweat dripping, and kissed me. He started pumping into me a little harder.

“Your hole feels so good on my cock. Tell me how much you’ve thought about it. I know you have.”

Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him in and held him tight.

“Fuck, Alex,” I grunted as he started pounding me, “I’ve fucking been jacking off thinking about that fat cock of yours ever since you went away.”

“Yeah, fucker? Well, you’ve got it now, anytime you want it.”

At this point, I urged him on, recognizing the signs he was close and knowing he’d be unloading into me soon.

“Shit, yeah. Give it to me, Alex.”

The room filled with our moans from the fucking ‘til I could feel his cock swelling up even more.

"Fucking take it," he kept grunting.

He kept it up, thrusting harder and harder, before collapsing on top of me. I could feel him spasming and shooting into me. Wrapping my legs around him, I held him tight, feeling the spasms continue and wondering what the fuck was happening.

“You ok,” I asked after a bit.

“Yep,” he panted, finally calming down. “That happens sometimes. Fuck, that was great. I was worried you couldn’t take me. But, with a little help,” he smiled, motioning to the pipe, “You did it, fucker.”

“Sure did,” I laughed and kissed him.

I laid beneath him, his body pressing down on mine. Our shaved skin was slick with sweat as the heat from his body mingled with mine.

After that, the distance disappeared, and things went back to how they used to be, now just with a little extra closeness between us. I never did try topping again. How could I, after taking Alex’s cock? From then on, all I wanted was his cock inside me, filling me up, and he was more than happy to help with that. Plus, he made sure the pipe was handy, if I needed it.