1. Best Buddies


    Date: 2/16/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: NattySoltesz, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    It started out casually. I think. It seemed that way for a while, at least; just something we did for fun, something that didn't mean anything, a goof, a lark. A secret for sure but that was nothing different for us, we'd always been close, always told each other things we wouldn't tell anybody else. We were best friends. Still are. Have been since junior high. Back then I was pretty much a geek and he was popular but he thought I was funny and I thought he was cool and we wound up hanging out all the time. And we elevated each other as the years went by, I became more popular and came out of my shell and from me he got permission to indulge his intellectual side and show that he was more than just a jock. We went to college together, sort of by chance but it only cemented our bond. We dated together all throughout college - it never seemed weird, we just ran in the same social circle, a circle in which we were inevitably the locus. We fucked a couple girls together, and that never seemed weird, it was just fun. And, since I'm being honest and everything here, during one of those encounters my hand kinda found his cock and his hand kinda found mine and Lainey, she was the girl we were with, suggested maybe we go a little further so we did and I sucked his and he sucked mine. It was fun and, yeah, hot in a crazy way, and we were all laughing about it and it never changed anything. We were similar in the fact that college didn't do much for us. I majored in philosophy of ...
    all things and he majored in political science and when we graduated (together) neither of us knew what the hell to do with our lives. So we drifted for a while, living together, waiting tables at the same restaurant. And then he met somebody and I met somebody and just like that life seemed to get real serious. I wouldn't say we drifted apart, because we still saw each other all the time, but it was like we needed some distance in order to grow up. We were both in love, more deeply than we'd ever been with anybody else, and in the meantime I started training to be a paramedic and he started training to be a cop. Then, marriage. We didn't have a double wedding (haha) but we did get married the same year and he was my best man I was his. Our wives became good friends and, gradually, we reconnected in a way that only two old friends can, having long conversations where we took stock of where we were and how far we'd come. We were both happy, and I kind of loved being a paramedic and he kind of loved being a cop and we both loved our wives and were thinking about kids and all that. And then gradually things got more complicated, but in a way that only drew us closer. My wife couldn't get pregnant and it was causing a strain. His wife had a miscarriage. And I think we were both realizing just how carefree and fun our high school and college years really were, and that we might not ever get that back again. Not that our hangouts were always that heavy. We got into this routine of ...
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