Two Best Friends, Ryan and Shawn

The story begins with two teenage boys, Ryan and Shawn, both 17, and Best Friends. Ryan was tallish, 5’8, brown hair, tan, and somewhat muscular. I was shorter, 5’6, blonde hair, blue eyes, somewhat tan, and somewhat muscular. Ryan and I had been best friends since we were 11, we shared everything. We did almost everything together. You could not find two closer friends. One thing we never talked about was sex. Not just as in with each other, but in general. We were both raised to be clean, we were the type that wanted to wait until we were married. Oh we had girlfriends, but it never went to more than girlfriends. We were also both straight.

One key thing though. I may have been straight, but whenever I looked at porn, whenever I had a fantasy, it always involved guys. I don’t know why, it was just what got me off. And the main fantasy involved Ryan. His house. Whenever I pictured the scene, I only had to Jack off for about 5 minutes before I blew my load. Now Ryan and I joked a lot about being gay, we would do things as jokes, but whenever it came to actual gay stuff, it seemed to repulse him.

Friday, normal day, normal schedual. Or so I thought. I went through my day, high school, first four periods, lunch, fifth, and finally sixth. I had sixth, math, with Ryan. It was a trig day, and the teacher asked us to split up into pairs. Naturally, me and Ryan teamed up, and got to work. I accidentally dropped my pencil, and he picked it up for me. As he was handing it back to me from the floor, his hand brushed against my package. I thought nothing of it.

At the end of class, Ryan asked me to come to his house for a sleepover. I said sure, and he told me to be there at 6.

I arrived at his house, he opened the door, and we went into his living room.