Ahh… Lochy

It had been years since Lochy and I had seen each other, In fact, I had almost forgotten about him altogether during the time I went away.

But perhaps I’m confusing you a little, so let’s delve into our past a bit…

*3 Years ago*

We were both young 16 year olds that attended the same High School in Melbourne.
Our class schedule’s barely were the same but that didn’t keep us from being the bestest of friends outside of school, or during our shitty classes.
More often than not, during class he’d text me, or I’d text him a simple code; “Receiver”
which meant, that we would both ask our teachers to go to the toilet, and with that we would both meet up and talk.
usually it was about something funny that had happened in one of our classes, or we would gossip about current rumours that we’d heard.

School life was pretty much standard for us, we came, we saw, we left.
I just happened to leave that school a little early, my Mum had to go on what was supposed to be a short business trip to Perth (which was on the complete other side of Australia) and stay there for 6 months or so.
And because it was too long of a trip for me to stay home by myself (I had no siblings and my father was away in the middle east being “Mr, Military”) so I had to go with her.

But because I wasnt supposed to have been gone for too long, Lochy and I never really had much of a goodbye.
I mean sure we were both quite upset by it, but we both knew that by the time I got back in 6 months time, the summer holidays would’ve started and we would be able to make up for lost time everyday.

Well, to cut a long introduction short, Mum and I arrived at Perth, I had to attend some crappy school which her work organised for her, and when I say crappy school, I mean Snob central.
All upperclass douches with a knack for talking down to anyone who’s parents didn’t earn over 100 grand in a year.
so of course I didn’t et along with anyone and pretty much kept to myself.

It was during this trip that Mum’s work had offered her a more permanent position at the Perth quarters and had convinced her with a somewhat gratuitous raise to go along with it.
So of course Mum said “yes” and I tried my best to scheme a way to go back to Melbourne but it was no good.

Lochy wasnt impressed either.

So here we are, 3 years later and I was on my way back to Perth.
After completing my Yr 12 at Snob Central I managed to find a university, well, the ONLY university that majored in the course I wanted to study.
Luckily, the Uni was in Melbourne.

“Hey man, I can’t wait to see ya” Lochy’s cheerful but slightly more masculine voice was heard over the USB computer Mic/headphone thingy.

“Yeah man, so you’r still okay to pick me up at the airport terminal when I arrive tomorrow?” I replied inbetween mouthfulls of my last dinner in Perth.

“Yeah, everythings all good, you can stay the night at mine as well, my Parents have pissed off to Adelaide for some sort of festival and have taken my brother and sister too! So we’ll have the whole house to ourselves!”

I contemplated all the shinanigans that would happen once I got there, the drinking, the partying, ahh It’ll be like the old days, except we’ll legally be able to do it now.
Not that it stopped us when we were underaged though.

We made some plans and fare-welled one another when it started getting late.
I hadn’t mentioned this yet but I’m Bi, or Gay, I hadn’t come to a conclusion yet.

I think it was the snobby bitches at Snob-Central that seemed to turn me off women, although the guys were shit’s as well, the women really take the cake.
Something about a slender males body with slight visible abs and a nice shaven cock was what really turned me on, I’d masturbated to straight porn before but the look of a naked women just wasnt special nor appealing to me anymore, after all, I had, had girl-friends in the past, and have done everything under the sun with em’ but a hot guy was what made me instantly hard and keen to fuck.


It was a bright, sunny saturday afternoon when my flight arrived at the Melbourne airport at 1:00pm.

Customs and airport security was pretty nice and didn’t seem to hassle me at all, so the whole process went quite smoothly.

After collecting my bags I made my way to the front of the airport where Lochy and I had arranged to meet up, I reached the end of the escalators and looked around for my friend.
Nothing..

I noticed a young girl with her parents, she was throwing a tantrum because she didn’t want to leave her friends behind.
She couldnt have been no more than 12 or 13, but the profanity that she was using was surprising!
The scene of this young girl occupied my attention, and with that Lochy striked, Launching in from behind me when I wasnt paying attention, to tackle me to the ground.

At first I thought I was being mugged, but I looked over my shoulder after I hit the ground to see the most gorgeous face ontop of me.
Ahh, Lochy. -I thought, I had completely forgotten about your eyes.
They were a deep emerald-green with yellow edges around the outside of his iris which contrasted very well with his olive skin.
“Gotcha!” He said whilst still completely ontop of me, the scene had caught the attention of a lot of the people that were nearby and I instantly felt embarrassed.
“Get off me a cheeky shit! You had me worried coz’ I couldnt find you”

“I was hiding”

“Well Deh…” I said trying to push the man, my friend off me.
I put my hands on his chest and tried with all my strength to push him off me, but he wouldn’t budge.
Lochy wasn’t a heavy bloke, or a fat bloke at that, be if he wanted to stay put, he somehow managed to conjure up some sort of “magical” weight that made it ridiculously hard to move him.

“Alright alright” he said finaly lifting his body off the ground.
As I was getting up I felt that I had gotten hard from the slightly intimate scenario that had just happened between us.
My cheeks began to blush.

“Haha!” lochy explaimed, “Whattaya embarrassed about?”

“You had me on the floor ya dumb-ass, and people were looking!” The perfect cover-up.
I had managed to hold my 6.5” Boner down with my hand while it was in one of my pockets.
Clearly, I had done this before.

“So wheres your car?” I asked while we begun outside.
We walked into the carpark and he showed off his newly purchased ride, an R-fucking-33 GTR.
“Trying to over compensate for something eh?” I said snidely, obviously showing that I ahd picked upa thing or two from Snob-Central.

“You think I got a powerful car because me cock’s small?” He smiled broadly while saying it.

“Well isnt that why people with small dicks get em? To over compensate?” I could feel that he wasn’t moved at all by the comment, bugga.
“Well, let’s just say I get a-l-o-t of compliments, I’ve even been called God by a few of the ladies” he said with a wink.
He started his car and we were on our way.
“Wait… God? I uhh… dont get it”
“What do you think they say when I’m pounding 8 and a half inches of raw meat into them?” he said, smiling a cocky yet somewhat sexy smile at me.
“I still dont get it” I said.
“Oh God! Oh God!” Lochy said in a females voice.
We both cracked up in laughter.

When we arrived at Lochy’s his parents where just about to leave the house, I said my hello’s and they said their goodbyes and such and they were off, gone for a week.

I walked into the house and that farmiliar smell welcomed me, I felt complete and at ease.
“Think fast!” lochy said as he threw a can of Bundy Rum & Coke at me.
“Cheers, bud” I said, after catching it and taking a massive swig.
We went up to his room with the entire carton of Bundy and lochy put it in his room-fridge to keep it nice and cold.

The temperature outside was around the 35 degree celcius mark, and the air-con at lochys’ house hadn’t yet been turned on for god knows why.
“Fuck it’s hot in here!” I said whilst taking off my shirt exposing my slightly tanned and hairless chest and navel.
I had a very nice slender body that I was quite proud of, that had a slight outline of a 6-pack.
It seems kinda’ wrong that my body almost turns me on, and that a complete identical copy of myself would make me hard in seconds but hey, my well chissled face, gray-blue eyes and long browny-blonde hair and 6.2-tall body seemed to resonate with some of the women.
I looked like a surfy person.
My name’s Daniel by the way, I completely forgot to mention that, but I’ll hardly be referring to myself in the 3rd person so I didn’t think it to be necessary.

Lochy was looking at me as I took my shirt off, I saw out of the corner of my eye and I hoped he liked what he saw, even though I was completely certain that he was 100% straight.
“Whoa dude, nice tan!” He exclaimed.
“Thanks, man.