Blake and Matt, both freshly eighteen, each waited their turn for their name to be called so they could walk across their high school stage for the last time. After they received their diplomas, they cheered and rejoiced at their newfound freedom. “NO MORE HIGH SCHOOL” they both yelled simultaneously.
Blake stood at 5’10” tall and at his last wrestling match, he weighed in at 205lbs of pure muscle. He was the definition of ripped. Boulder shoulders, bulging biceps, and six pack abs so firm you could see them through the tight shirts he always wore. His shaggy brown hair just reached his dark brown eyes. That same hair also covered his chest in curly wisps so thick you could barely see his skin below. His arms and legs equally as hairy. His girlfriend, Jessica, had to leave immediately after the ceremony for vacation with her family. He walked her to the side of the building that they all had just spent the last four years in and pinned her to the wall. Kissing her passionately. Tongues dancing in each other’s mouths for what felt like forever. He pushed his bulge into her so she could feel how aroused he was. “I’m gonna miss you babe” he said when he finally pulled off her lips for air. They hugged and he couldn’t help but reach down and get a final squeeze of her ass before she walked to her parent’s car and drove away.
Matt was the captain of the swim team for the last two years. While skinnier and less built than Blake, he still had a solid swimmers build resembling an upside down triangle. Wide in the chest and shoulders cutting down to his thin waist. He stood right at 6’ tall and 150lbs. His blonde hair was cut short, leaving his piercing blue eyes exposed for all to see. Below his eyebrows, he was completely hairless due to the swim season having just ended for him. He was currently single, having been dumped by his girlfriend two months ago. They had been together since freshman year and had all of their firsts together. While his best friend Blake tended to bounce around from girl to girl, never keeping one around longer than a month, Matt was more into commitment. He and Katie were as in love as two naive highschoolers could be…up until March rolled around. The realization that they would be on opposite sides of the country next year hit her hard and she decided to end things rather than make long distance work. It crushed Matt and he still wasn’t over it. He avoided looking at her all throughout the graduation ceremony.
“She’s gone bro! I’m free for two whole weeks!” Blake said excitedly as he walked up and smacked Matt on ass. Matt jumped and rolled his eyes saying “please don’t cheat on this one dude, I actually think she’s good for you unlike all the skanks you have been with before.” Blake ignored his comment and just shrugged before they both bursting into laughter. “You wanna stay over at mine tonight? My parents are going out, so we can steal a case of my dad’s beer and get shiiiiiiitty” Blake asked. “Fuck yea” was Matt’s only response and they raced to Blake’s car to head out.
The night was filled with typical sleepover behaviors. They played video games, ordered pizza and wings, stole Blake's dad's beer, and drank way too much of it. As the night went on, the summer heat plus the warmth from the alcohol caused them to slowly lose more and more of their clothes. Their shirts came off before the food even arrived. Their shorts were in the floor after each of them had downed their 3rd or 4th beer. And now they were left in just their underwear as the last empty beer can was discarded. Their final Fortnight match ended with their team victorious, so they decided to call it a night. Rising out of the gaming chair, Matt stumbled and fell into Blake, who then grabbed him and put him in a headlock, a favorite move from his recent high school wrestling days. They rolled around playfully tussling on the floor, their muscles slick with sweat.
“I’ve got you right where I want you. You’re about to lose bitch” Matt said humbly, even though he was clearly stuck in Blake’s grip. Blake had one of his legs wrapped around one of Matt’s. And both of Matt’s arms were held behind his back, tight in Blake’s grip. Their bodies were pressed together. Chest to chest, abs to abs, and dick to dick. Matt suddenly realized he was getting aroused. He could feel his dick growing hard in his white Calvin Klein briefs and pressing into Blake. He was confused why he was suddenly hard. He was straight and had wrestled with Blake a hundred times before without this happening. Blake noticed and raised an eyebrow while Matt’s face grew red with embarrassment. Blake let him go and rose up, just staring at his friend…but Matt quickly laughed it off, “I think the alcohol got to me dude…plus seeing Katie again today ya know…” he said trying to play off his state as he adjusted his growing bulge. “Umm…sure bro. No problem. Happens to the best of us. I can’t tell you how many times I boned up on the wrestling mat. It just happens” Blake said reassuring his friend.
As they got into bed, they pulled the sheet up to their waists and continued to talk about the graduation, college, girls and eventually sex, their words slurring together as the delayed effects of the alcohol started hitting them more and more. Blake was describing his most recent tryst with Jessica in explicit detail. Matt’s boner started to rise again as he pictured the scene being described. He was throbbing by now and lost in the lust of Blake’s words. He slowly slid his hand into his briefs and started stroking himself discreetly under the sheet. Trying to be subtle, but needing to release. The movement under the blankets became more noticeable as he got lost in the experience until suddenly he heard a cough followed by “wow, I guess you’re enjoying my story” from Blake. He froze in place and realized in that moment that the sheet had slipped down and his hand being stuffed inside his precum soaked briefs was exposed to Blake’s view. “Fuck. Shit. I umm…had an itch is all” Matt said scrambling to pull his hand out and cover himself again, hoping that Blake bought the itch line. “No worries dude. I got an ‘itch’ too from reliving that fuckfest Jessica gave me” Blake said laughing as he pulled the sheet down exposing the tent in his black boxer briefs. He grasped it and started to slowly rub his massive bulge. Matt laughed too realizing how dumb his ‘I had an itch’ must have sounded. He followed suit and returned to his still hard member, slowly rubbing it over his underwear. They had never done this before, but in the moment, both drunk and horny, they let it happen.
They each massaged their underwear clad erections. The only sounds to be heard were of their hands against the cloth and subtle moans as they did what all men do. They were both lost in their own worlds, jerking off less than a foot apart from each other. Eventually, both of them quickly removed their underwear and continued on their own dicks for several minutes. Their precum adding an all too familiar sloshing sound to the mix of noises in the room. Matt opened his eyes to try to sneak a peek at his best friend’s dick. He had seen it soft plenty of times in locker rooms and pissing outside while camping. But he’d never seen it hard. He had never WANTED to see it hard…until now. He glanced at what Blake was holding and was shocked at the size of it. The length was average, maybe 6”, but the girth. It had to be as thick as a soda can. He scanned up Blake’s body to admire his muscles, but then Blake caught Matt's eye, and he could see the lust in his gaze. Without a word or a thought, Blake reached over and grabbed Matt's dick, surprising them both. Matt's eyes went wide, but then he relaxed and let out a low moan as Blake started jerking him off.
Matt's dick was rock hard in Blake's hand, and he couldn't believe how good it felt. He had never touched another guy before, but something about the situation felt right. He started jerking Matt off faster, his own dick throbbing in his other hand. “Fuck ye…don’t sstto…keep goi” Matt said, so lost in the pleasure he couldn’t even finish each phrase. “I got you buddy” Blake said as he tightened his grip on his best friend’s cock and quickened his pace. Neither could believe what was happening…
Hope you enjoyed. More to come. If you want to read part 2 sooner, it is already available on my Patreon. Get more from JaxxStories on Patreon
(Please don't bitch about me having a paid Patreon and promoting it, just trying to keep my bills paid)
Blake stood at 5’10” tall and at his last wrestling match, he weighed in at 205lbs of pure muscle. He was the definition of ripped. Boulder shoulders, bulging biceps, and six pack abs so firm you could see them through the tight shirts he always wore. His shaggy brown hair just reached his dark brown eyes. That same hair also covered his chest in curly wisps so thick you could barely see his skin below. His arms and legs equally as hairy. His girlfriend, Jessica, had to leave immediately after the ceremony for vacation with her family. He walked her to the side of the building that they all had just spent the last four years in and pinned her to the wall. Kissing her passionately. Tongues dancing in each other’s mouths for what felt like forever. He pushed his bulge into her so she could feel how aroused he was. “I’m gonna miss you babe” he said when he finally pulled off her lips for air. They hugged and he couldn’t help but reach down and get a final squeeze of her ass before she walked to her parent’s car and drove away.
Matt was the captain of the swim team for the last two years. While skinnier and less built than Blake, he still had a solid swimmers build resembling an upside down triangle. Wide in the chest and shoulders cutting down to his thin waist. He stood right at 6’ tall and 150lbs. His blonde hair was cut short, leaving his piercing blue eyes exposed for all to see. Below his eyebrows, he was completely hairless due to the swim season having just ended for him. He was currently single, having been dumped by his girlfriend two months ago. They had been together since freshman year and had all of their firsts together. While his best friend Blake tended to bounce around from girl to girl, never keeping one around longer than a month, Matt was more into commitment. He and Katie were as in love as two naive highschoolers could be…up until March rolled around. The realization that they would be on opposite sides of the country next year hit her hard and she decided to end things rather than make long distance work. It crushed Matt and he still wasn’t over it. He avoided looking at her all throughout the graduation ceremony.
“She’s gone bro! I’m free for two whole weeks!” Blake said excitedly as he walked up and smacked Matt on ass. Matt jumped and rolled his eyes saying “please don’t cheat on this one dude, I actually think she’s good for you unlike all the skanks you have been with before.” Blake ignored his comment and just shrugged before they both bursting into laughter. “You wanna stay over at mine tonight? My parents are going out, so we can steal a case of my dad’s beer and get shiiiiiiitty” Blake asked. “Fuck yea” was Matt’s only response and they raced to Blake’s car to head out.
The night was filled with typical sleepover behaviors. They played video games, ordered pizza and wings, stole Blake's dad's beer, and drank way too much of it. As the night went on, the summer heat plus the warmth from the alcohol caused them to slowly lose more and more of their clothes. Their shirts came off before the food even arrived. Their shorts were in the floor after each of them had downed their 3rd or 4th beer. And now they were left in just their underwear as the last empty beer can was discarded. Their final Fortnight match ended with their team victorious, so they decided to call it a night. Rising out of the gaming chair, Matt stumbled and fell into Blake, who then grabbed him and put him in a headlock, a favorite move from his recent high school wrestling days. They rolled around playfully tussling on the floor, their muscles slick with sweat.
“I’ve got you right where I want you. You’re about to lose bitch” Matt said humbly, even though he was clearly stuck in Blake’s grip. Blake had one of his legs wrapped around one of Matt’s. And both of Matt’s arms were held behind his back, tight in Blake’s grip. Their bodies were pressed together. Chest to chest, abs to abs, and dick to dick. Matt suddenly realized he was getting aroused. He could feel his dick growing hard in his white Calvin Klein briefs and pressing into Blake. He was confused why he was suddenly hard. He was straight and had wrestled with Blake a hundred times before without this happening. Blake noticed and raised an eyebrow while Matt’s face grew red with embarrassment. Blake let him go and rose up, just staring at his friend…but Matt quickly laughed it off, “I think the alcohol got to me dude…plus seeing Katie again today ya know…” he said trying to play off his state as he adjusted his growing bulge. “Umm…sure bro. No problem. Happens to the best of us. I can’t tell you how many times I boned up on the wrestling mat. It just happens” Blake said reassuring his friend.
As they got into bed, they pulled the sheet up to their waists and continued to talk about the graduation, college, girls and eventually sex, their words slurring together as the delayed effects of the alcohol started hitting them more and more. Blake was describing his most recent tryst with Jessica in explicit detail. Matt’s boner started to rise again as he pictured the scene being described. He was throbbing by now and lost in the lust of Blake’s words. He slowly slid his hand into his briefs and started stroking himself discreetly under the sheet. Trying to be subtle, but needing to release. The movement under the blankets became more noticeable as he got lost in the experience until suddenly he heard a cough followed by “wow, I guess you’re enjoying my story” from Blake. He froze in place and realized in that moment that the sheet had slipped down and his hand being stuffed inside his precum soaked briefs was exposed to Blake’s view. “Fuck. Shit. I umm…had an itch is all” Matt said scrambling to pull his hand out and cover himself again, hoping that Blake bought the itch line. “No worries dude. I got an ‘itch’ too from reliving that fuckfest Jessica gave me” Blake said laughing as he pulled the sheet down exposing the tent in his black boxer briefs. He grasped it and started to slowly rub his massive bulge. Matt laughed too realizing how dumb his ‘I had an itch’ must have sounded. He followed suit and returned to his still hard member, slowly rubbing it over his underwear. They had never done this before, but in the moment, both drunk and horny, they let it happen.
They each massaged their underwear clad erections. The only sounds to be heard were of their hands against the cloth and subtle moans as they did what all men do. They were both lost in their own worlds, jerking off less than a foot apart from each other. Eventually, both of them quickly removed their underwear and continued on their own dicks for several minutes. Their precum adding an all too familiar sloshing sound to the mix of noises in the room. Matt opened his eyes to try to sneak a peek at his best friend’s dick. He had seen it soft plenty of times in locker rooms and pissing outside while camping. But he’d never seen it hard. He had never WANTED to see it hard…until now. He glanced at what Blake was holding and was shocked at the size of it. The length was average, maybe 6”, but the girth. It had to be as thick as a soda can. He scanned up Blake’s body to admire his muscles, but then Blake caught Matt's eye, and he could see the lust in his gaze. Without a word or a thought, Blake reached over and grabbed Matt's dick, surprising them both. Matt's eyes went wide, but then he relaxed and let out a low moan as Blake started jerking him off.
Matt's dick was rock hard in Blake's hand, and he couldn't believe how good it felt. He had never touched another guy before, but something about the situation felt right. He started jerking Matt off faster, his own dick throbbing in his other hand. “Fuck ye…don’t sstto…keep goi” Matt said, so lost in the pleasure he couldn’t even finish each phrase. “I got you buddy” Blake said as he tightened his grip on his best friend’s cock and quickened his pace. Neither could believe what was happening…
Hope you enjoyed. More to come. If you want to read part 2 sooner, it is already available on my Patreon. Get more from JaxxStories on Patreon
(Please don't bitch about me having a paid Patreon and promoting it, just trying to keep my bills paid)
