This is my first attempt at a story. Part of it is based on truth and then I embellished....a good amount. But it is loosly based on truth. Enjoy. More to come if you like it. Oliver and Tim were good friends. You could never say that they were best friends or just acquaintances, but they were simply good friends. They had met a long time ago in Jr. High. At that time, they were just acquaintances; playing the band together. But after years of knowing each other, they both began doing the Summer musicals at their local community theatre. Over the years they began to get to know each a little bit better. Coming out to each other (when they both already knew about the other), taking dance classes together, and although going to different high schools and seeing each other only a few months out of the year, they became good friends. Then, the last summer came. Oliver, now 19, and Tim 18, both knew that this would probably be the last summer musical that they would be doing together. With Oliver already in college out of state, he knew that next summer he would probably be doing a internship, or trying as a hard as he could not to go back to his hometown. Tim would be going off to school in the fall, and the chances of them seeing each would be slim to none. So the both of them knew that they had to make this summer count. During the day, the two were inseparable, going the swimming pool at the Country Club, and sometimes even going to movies together. At night, they rehearsed for their show, and often hung out with Oliver’s best friend Abby after they were done. One night though, Tim and Oliver went back to his house to hang out and chat. What was supposed to be a friendly hang out session turned into something more. The two began to talk about life and relationships. As the conversation continued, Oliver began to feel himself becoming attracted to Tim. After all of these years this conversation was when he began to realize that he had feelings for Tim. Throughout the conversation, Oliver began to desperately try to get closer to Tim. Just to touch him. The two had touched before. But when Oliver was attracted to someone, the slightest touch just gave him the most wonderful feeling. There was this electricity that would run through his body. He slowly tried to get close to him. After finally realizing that they had been talking for three hours, Tim decided that he needed to go home, because he had to work the next day. “Damnit”, Oliver thought “If only I had touched him. I should have kissed him.” As Oliver walked Tim out to the car, he wanted so badly to kiss Tim, and tell him how he was feeling. These hormones and emotions were so strong. But as usual, he didn’t. Oliver was always afraid of hearing no. So after a friendly hug, Tim was on his way to his car . But something came over Oliver and he couldn’t let Tim leave like this. So he ran after Tim, spun him around and began to kiss him. Right in the middle of the dark street, Oliver put himself out there, and waited for a response from him. To Oliver’s pleasant surprise, Tim kissed him back. Against the side of Tim’s car, the two of them continued to make out. Oliver, in his tall stature pressed up against Tim and began to feel a warmth down in his pants. There tongues played a feisty game, and their hands moved up and down each other. They embraced each other. Both were breathing so hard. What started out as a slow kiss turned into a rough arousing kiss. The both of them breathing heavily as they touched each other. But Oliver stopped. In order to leave him wanting more, Oliver ended their exciting escapade and said goodnight. Blind sighted by this abrupt stop, Tim got into the car, and Oliver left glowing, and hornier than he has been in a long time. All night, Oliver thought of the chemistry they had together, and all the things they had in common. Why hadn’t he realized it before? That night, Oliver went to sleep with thoughts of Tim in his head (Both of them). The next two days were a blur for Oliver. There was a break in the rehearsal schedule, so they weren’t rehearsing at night. During the day Oliver was either at work or with Abby. He didn’t want to call and seem needy, but all day Oliver’s mind slipped back to that hot make out session against the car. He could barely contain his boner at work. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and had to slip into the employee bathroom and take care of himself. Releasing his 8 inch cock from his tenting pants, Oliver speedily jerked his dick as not to be away from the front counter too long. With his mind wondering about Tim’s own dick and the erotic movements of their bodies from the night before, Oliver exploded into the bathroom sink leaving him hot and panting. He needed more. He wanted that touch again.