From friends to.. (erotic story based on true events)

[Adam_24]

This is my first time writing so please be kind!

This story is intended to be multi-part, based on real experiences I had with a friend a few years ago. I've changed some details to protect identities but the majority is exactly how it happened.

Chapter 1: Family Friends

Growing up in a small village in Southern England meant that most local families knew each other. This was true of Luke's family and mine, who had lived on the same road since before either of us were born. We’d gone to the same schools and stayed friends throughout the years, hanging out in the evenings and at weekends with our shared group of friends.

Whilst not the first person I told, Luke was a huge support when I came out. I don’t think it was a huge surprise as I’d never had a girlfriend, or shown any interest in girls, like the other guys in our friendship group, Luke included.

Luke was tall, standing at 6ft 3in, with a muscular but not too built body. He played football and was generally fairly fit. He had bright blue eyes and light brown hair in a style that fell onto his forehead, swept to the side by his hands at every opportunity.

It was the Summer of 2015 and most of my group of friends, Luke included, had already turned 18. My birthday, being in August, meant I was the last to turn 18 and plans were already afoot - drinks and snacks at mine before going into our local town centre for more drinks and dancing.

Anyone was welcome to stay at mine after, although space was fairly limited. Luke planned to stay as he didn’t want his parents knowing how drunk he was. This wasn’t unusual, and he had stayed fairly frequently since we started getting into drinking.

What was unusual was what happened that particular night, and how it affected our friendship going forward..

 

[Adam_24]

Chapter 2: Birthday Party (Part 1)

I was so excited to be turning 18 so I could join my friends in going out to the local pubs and clubs. All of them had earlier birthdays then mine, with Luke’s being the last birthday the group had celebrated in June, so I had been desperate for my birthday to come around.

People started arriving at 6pm and, by 8pm, there were about 10 of us. Our friendship group was an evenly-split mix of guys and girls, most of us being friends since we were younger.

It was a glorious Summer evening so we were sat in the garden enjoying drinks with some music and good conversation. The plan was to go out at 10pm and start at a pub before going to one of the local clubs.

Luke was one of the last arrivals as he’d been busy during the day. Even though he only lived a few doors down, he was the only friend staying so had brought an overnight bag which included a few different shirt options and a couple of pairs of jeans to try as he couldn’t decide what to wear.

After welcoming him in, he asked for my help in deciding what to wear. This wasn’t uncommon, especially since I came out, as he knew I enjoyed fashion and was always honest with my views. He’d once said “You give me the best clothing advice and I always get attention wearing what you suggest”.

Whilst the rest of the group continued enjoying drinks in the garden, Luke and I went into my bedroom's en-suite bathroom so he could have some privacy as he changed and tried the different options on for me to give my opinions.

Luke had arrived in a pair of grey jersey shorts and a basic black t-shirt, which he quickly took off to leave him in just a pair of white Calvin Klein trunks. I had seen him in underwear a few times before and it was always a pleasure. I had drunkenly told him a few weeks before that he looked best in white Calvin trunks so part of me wondered if him wearing them was deliberately for my benefit..

After trying on his different outfit options, and giving me a great view of his sizeable bulge, I gave my opinion and he decided on a purple shirt with black tight-fit jeans. It was my preferred option as both items fit his body very well, with the jeans showing off his juicy ass and the shirt highlighting his broad shoulders and upper-arm muscles.

We joined the rest of the group and continued the drinking and conversation until our taxis arrived at 10pm. Everyone was in great spirits and I had a really fun night surrounded by my closest friends, dancing until the early hours. People had started going home around 2am, leaving just Luke and I to get some food and head back to mine..

 

[scrabblemenow69]

Chapter 2: Birthday Party (Part 1)

I was so excited to be turning 18 so I could join my friends in going out to the local pubs and clubs. All of them had earlier birthdays then mine, with Luke’s being the last birthday the group had celebrated in June, so I had been desperate for my birthday to come around.

People started arriving at 6pm and, by 8pm, there were about 10 of us. Our friendship group was an evenly-split mix of guys and girls, most of us being friends since we were younger.

It was a glorious Summer evening so we were sat in the garden enjoying drinks with some music and good conversation. The plan was to go out at 10pm and start at a pub before going to one of the local clubs.

Luke was one of the last arrivals as he’d been busy during the day. Even though he only lived a few doors down, he was the only friend staying so had brought an overnight bag which included a few different shirt options and a couple of pairs of jeans to try as he couldn’t decide what to wear.

After welcoming him in, he asked for my help in deciding what to wear. This wasn’t uncommon, especially since I came out, as he knew I enjoyed fashion and was always honest with my views. He’d once said “You give me the best clothing advice and I always get attention wearing what you suggest”.

Whilst the rest of the group continued enjoying drinks in the garden, Luke and I went into my bedroom's en-suite bathroom so he could have some privacy as he changed and tried the different options on for me to give my opinions.

Luke had arrived in a pair of grey jersey shorts and a basic black t-shirt, which he quickly took off to leave him in just a pair of white Calvin Klein trunks. I had seen him in underwear a few times before and it was always a pleasure. I had drunkenly told him a few weeks before that he looked best in white Calvin trunks so part of me wondered if him wearing them was deliberately for my benefit..

After trying on his different outfit options, and giving me a great view of his sizeable bulge, I gave my opinion and he decided on a purple shirt with black tight-fit jeans. It was my preferred option as both items fit his body very well, with the jeans showing off his juicy ass and the shirt highlighting his broad shoulders and upper-arm muscles.

We joined the rest of the group and continued the drinking and conversation until our taxis arrived at 10pm. Everyone was in great spirits and I had a really fun night surrounded by my closest friends, dancing until the early hours. People had started going home around 2am, leaving just Luke and I to get some food and head back to mine..

Nice. Ready for more please!!

 

[Adam_24]

Chapter 3: Birthday Party (Part 2)

Both Luke and I were very drunk by the time we got back to mine. The taxi ride was only 10 minutes but it felt like at least double that due to everything spinning. Luke and I had chatted about the evening, laughing about our friend George and his failed attempts to pick-up a girl in the club.

My bedroom was on the ground floor of the house, specially built from a converted garage when my brother and I were too old to continue sharing a room. It was a big double bedroom, with entry off of the kitchen, that also had an en-suite bathroom and direct access to the garden. The perfect space for entertaining.

Luke and I had tried to be as quiet as possible when we got back to mine so we didn't wake up my parents or brother. We’d got some water from the kitchen and headed into my room, chilling out on my bed and looking at photos from the night.

After about 20 minutes, Luke got up and moved over to the sofa bed opposite my double, where he slept when he stayed over. Taking off his shirt and jeans left him in just the white Calvin’s and white socks he’d been wearing all evening. As I was still feeling quite drunk, I watched him a bit too intently - the trunks gripping his toned body and bulge, which seemed somewhat larger than I remember it being when he’d selected the outfit with my help earlier in the evening. He must have been horny, I thought.

I took my clothes off too and laid on top of my bed. As usual in August, the night was too warm to get under the covers. We continued chatting here and there across the room, before I drifted off to sleep. After drinking, it wasn’t a deep sleep and I woke up seemingly every half an hour or so.

It must have been a couple of hours of intermittent sleep when I woke up to some unexpected sounds. Heavy breathing was the loudest, with some light moans included. I opened my eyes and, opposite my bed on the sofa bed, I saw Luke’s white Calvin’s pulled down around his muscular thighs and his hand around his hard cock. He was stroking fairly slowly, obviously not wanting to finish too quickly, and his moans were light but constant.

Luke’s hard cock was every bit as impressive as I’d imagined the many times I’d thought of him when I jerked off. About 7” hard and pretty girthy. His eyes were closed and he was clearly too in the zone to notice that I’d woken up and had the perfect view of him enjoying himself.

My cock was fully hard watching him continue to stroke, his big balls bouncing around. They looked full of cum, ready to shoot at any moment. Luke’s hips began moving up and down as he fucked his hand, his breathing becoming faster and moans intensifying.

It only took a couple of minutes until Luke exploded, covering his hairless stomach in a thick load of cum. He moaned out as the first white rope shot out of his cock, and continued stroking until another 4 ropes covered his hot body. He laid there motionless for a couple of minutes, coming down from the orgasmic high he’d just experienced. He then sat up, looking for something to use to clean himself up with, and I was shocked to see him grab a pair of my used underwear from my washing basket. He wiped all of his load on the pair of briefs and put them back in to the washing basket.

I didn’t mean to but I audibly gasped at the sight of him using a pair of my underwear to clean himself up. I quickly closed my eyes, my hard cock sticking completely upwards and rubbing against the band on the trunks I was wearing, and hoped Luke hadn’t heard my surprise or noticed that I’d been enjoying the view.

After what felt like half an hour, but was probably 30 seconds in reality, I heard Luke pull up his underwear and roll onto his side. With my hard cock throbbing inside my pants, I wondered how I’d be able to sort myself out without Luke noticing and suspecting I was jerking off thinking about him.

Turns out that, over the next few months, I’d learn that I needn't have worried at all..

 

[ndamood4sum]

Chapter 3: Birthday Party (Part 2)

Both Luke and I were very drunk by the time we got back to mine. The taxi ride was only 10 minutes but it felt like at least double that due to everything spinning. Luke and I had chatted about the evening, laughing about our friend George and his failed attempts to pick-up a girl in the club.

My bedroom was on the ground floor of the house, specially built from a converted garage when my brother and I were too old to continue sharing a room. It was a big double bedroom, with entry off of the kitchen, that also had an en-suite bathroom and direct access to the garden. The perfect space for entertaining.

Luke and I had tried to be as quiet as possible when we got back to mine so we didn't wake up my parents or brother. We’d got some water from the kitchen and headed into my room, chilling out on my bed and looking at photos from the night.

After about 20 minutes, Luke got up and moved over to the sofa bed opposite my double, where he slept when he stayed over. Taking off his shirt and jeans left him in just the white Calvin’s and white socks he’d been wearing all evening. As I was still feeling quite drunk, I watched him a bit too intently - the trunks gripping his toned body and bulge, which seemed somewhat larger than I remember it being when he’d selected the outfit with my help earlier in the evening. He must have been horny, I thought.

I took my clothes off too and laid on top of my bed. As usual in August, the night was too warm to get under the covers. We continued chatting here and there across the room, before I drifted off to sleep. After drinking, it wasn’t a deep sleep and I woke up seemingly every half an hour or so.

It must have been a couple of hours of intermittent sleep when I woke up to some unexpected sounds. Heavy breathing was the loudest, with some light moans included. I opened my eyes and, opposite my bed on the sofa bed, I saw Luke’s white Calvin’s pulled down around his muscular thighs and his hand around his hard cock. He was stroking fairly slowly, obviously not wanting to finish too quickly, and his moans were light but constant.

Luke’s hard cock was every bit as impressive as I’d imagined the many times I’d thought of him when I jerked off. About 7” hard and pretty girthy. His eyes were closed and he was clearly too in the zone to notice that I’d woken up and had the perfect view of him enjoying himself.

My cock was fully hard watching him continue to stroke, his big balls bouncing around. They looked full of cum, ready to shoot at any moment. Luke’s hips began moving up and down as he fucked his hand, his breathing becoming faster and moans intensifying.

It only took a couple of minutes until Luke exploded, covering his hairless stomach in a thick load of cum. He moaned out as the first white rope shot out of his cock, and continued stroking until another 4 ropes covered his hot body. He laid there motionless for a couple of minutes, coming down from the orgasmic high he’d just experienced. He then sat up, looking for something to use to clean himself up with, and I was shocked to see him grab a pair of my used underwear from my washing basket. He wiped all of his load on the pair of briefs and put them back in to the washing basket.

I didn’t mean to but I audibly gasped at the sight of him using a pair of my underwear to clean himself up. I quickly closed my eyes, my hard cock sticking completely upwards and rubbing against the band on the trunks I was wearing, and hoped Luke hadn’t heard my surprise or noticed that I’d been enjoying the view.

After what felt like half an hour, but was probably 30 seconds in reality, I heard Luke pull up his underwear and roll onto his side. With my hard cock throbbing inside my pants, I wondered how I’d be able to sort myself out without Luke noticing and suspecting I was jerking off thinking about him.

Turns out that, over the next few months, I’d learn that I needn't have worried at all..

there will be more I hope

 

[Adam_24]

Thanks for the love everyone! Life has been a bit busy for the past few days but I'm hoping to have the next chapter with you soon!

 

[jdjendbjsm]

Great story hope to see more

 

[Adam_24]

Chapter 4: The Morning After

After laying as still as I could for a few minutes, still shocked at what I’d just witnessed, I dosed off into a drunken slumber. The temptation I’d had to stroke my own cock, still rock hard after watching my best friend shoot five ropes of cum over his toned abs, was high but I was sure Luke was still awake and I didn’t want him to think I had been watching him.

The rest of the night was fairly uneventful. I drifted in and out of sleep, waking every couple of hours or so to take sips from the glass of water I’d brought to bed. I glanced over at Luke each time, half-hoping to see him with his thick cock in his hand again, ready with my underwear to clean himself up, but he was sound asleep each time. He too was laying on top of the duvet, with nothing on but his tight white Calvin’s clinging to his beautiful bulge.

After briefly dreaming about Luke and replaying the sounds of his moans over in my mind, I woke up to see light creeping around the corner of the curtain in front of the door to the garden. Laying on my front, I glanced over to see Luke was still fully asleep and, after taking the last sip from my glass, noticed how hard my throbbing cock was. Without thinking I slowly began swiveling my hips, pushing my generous bulge into the mattress, enjoying the feeling more and more with every second that passed.

It wasn’t unusual for me to wake up with morning wood - I was a horny 18 year-old after all. With the room to myself, I’d usually spend the first 10 or 15 minutes of my day pleasuring myself, whether it be laying on my back with my hard cock in my hand or, as today, laying on my front humping something, anything. Not even someone being in the kitchen adjacent to my bedroom would stop me, although this was the first time I’d let the feeling overcome me with a friend in the room.

My underwear was wet with precum after a couple of minutes of rubbing my hard cock against the mattress. In one swift motion I pulled my underwear down my thighs so that they now hung loosely around my ankles, my bare ass clenching as I continued to hump my bed. I grabbed the pillow I had been using to sleep on and brought it underneath my naked body, using it as I often did in place of a guy to help me satisfy my urges.

Increasing in speed and intensity, my breathing became heavier as the pillow took the full force of my insatiable horniness. Mixed in with the sound of my ever-growing moans was the creaking noises coming from the bed, but nothing could dissuade me from the rhythm I’d got into. My throbbing cock felt incredible and I began to feel a familiar sensation - that of no-return. With a couple of last pumps I began to shoot my load all over the pillow, drenching it in ropes of my cum. Still naked, with just my underwear around my ankles, I slumped down on top of the pillow, the load I’d just unleashed rubbing into my near-hairless stomach.

“Enjoying yourself there mate?” In my horny state I hadn’t realised that Luke was awake. With my back, and bare ass, to him, I wasn’t sure how long he’d been up or how much he’d seen..

 

[VinceSmith2017]

Your story got me horny and wet. Hope it didn't soak through to my jeans. Please don't stop the story here.

 

[nlfl22]

More more more rsrsrs! Great story

 

[student]

More please

 

[salinero112]

Hot story, next chapter soon, please.

 

[Adam_24]

So glad you're all enjoying it! The next chapter will be coming soon.

 

[william1]

That was great, more please soon x

 

[outsider798]

We need more!

 

[deleted18592871]

Thanks for making me horny

 

[Adam_24]

Thanks for making me horny

Really happy to hear that! Next chapter should be coming soon

 

[Adam_24]

Chapter 5: I Don’t Know What Came Over Me

I gasped and my face began to feel flushed as I lay fully naked on my front, with my back to Luke, realising he had seen me shooting a big load of cum. I’d been so horny humping my pillow that I didn’t realise he’d woken up, and wasn’t sure how long he’d been watching.

“Oh shit” I said as I got on my knees and turned to face him, my pants still around my ankles and my stomach covered in my thick load. Luke was looking at me with a smile, half laughing as I’m sure he hadn’t expected to wake up to what he saw. “I’m so sorry, oh my god” I said as Luke started to laugh more, continuing to look at me as I froze out of shock.

After about 10 seconds of just staring at him, I snapped out of my shock and rushed to pull up my underwear to cover my modesty. I was embarrassed that Luke had seen my still wet, now semi-hard, cock and my naked body glistening with cum. We’d seen each other in underwear many times but last night was the first time I’d seen Luke’s cock, and now he’d seen mine for the first time too.

“I-I’m so so sorry Luke, I don’t know what came over me. I-“

Luke interrupted me. “Looks like you did.. a lot haha.”

“Oh fuck” I said as I stood up from my bed, still covered in cum. Part of me wanted to laugh along with him but I was still so mortified, I rushed past him to get some toilet roll from my en-suite to clean myself up with.

Luke was still sat on the sofabed when I came out of the bathroom. I was still feeling embarrassed and apologised again.

“Honestly it’s no worries. It’s not like I don’t get horny every day and have to rub one out” Luke said, not realising I’d witnessed him doing just that a few hours earlier. In fact I very nearly told him I know he does but stopped myself before the words came out. I smiled but stayed silent as I walked past him back to my bed, moving my drenched pillow to the side as I sat down, feeling very awkward still.

“So, does your pillow take a pounding often then?” Luke’s question surprised me. “Erm, well I guess so yeah. Like you said, I usually need to cum a couple of times a day and sometimes I don’t feel like using my hand ya'know?.” I was trying to lighten the mood as it seemed like Luke genuinely didn’t care about what he’d witnessed.

“Oh, trust me, I get it.” Luke replied. “All I’m saying is you probably shouldn’t touch any of my soft toys next time you’re at mine!” Fuck, I thought. Does he mean he humps his teddies the same way I did my pillow? I was getting aroused at the thought and was ready to ask more when my Mum knocked on the door. Luke’s Mum had called for him as they were heading out for the day. Luke quickly got dressed, got his bag together and gave me a lingering goodbye hug.

I’d have to try and find out more next time I saw him..

 

[blasenbruder]

Love it, man...good writing, can't wait for the next installment but take your time and do a good job

 

[Mzan]

Damn that’s sexy