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Neighborhood Buddies

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 08 Mar 2000 1 comments
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I moved into the neighborhood shortly after I got married, within the first year. Our first house, a handyman special, and we were just really taken with the house, the neighborhood, and the people on the street. They were like us. Married not too long, most had no kids yet and it was quiet except on the weekend when the fix-up projects started. It wasn't long before everyone was helping everyone else. During this time I met this guy, Mike, and we had a lot in common. Our wives hit it off too and it wasn't too long before we were doing movies, sports events, camping together. As the years went by we became a couple of close friends and our wives bonded in the way women do those things. By this time I had two kids and Mike had three. They came fast for everyone in the neighborhood and soon the street was alive with kids. Our friendship grew into a close bond between Mike and I. He had some financial trouble once, almost lost the house, and we loaned him the cash to bail himself and his family out. We would do anything for each other; I looked at him as my brother that I never had since I was the only male born to my parents and he was an only child. We never talked about it but in my head I always thought that brothers felt this way about each other; we were that close. Sometimes I swear we could read each others minds and it was always good for a laugh at the bar or the backyard cookout. We continued to be neighbors well into our thirties, continued our socializing with each other and other neighbors. We were friends for life, we knew it, our wives knew it, and the neighbors knew it. We were that close. I guess I want to say since I know the site I'm writing on is directed toward certain relationships but I never in my life ever gave it a thought. I've explained how close we were but it just wasn't sexual, not even close and I know I can certainly speak for him too. I asked for Anonymous because I would never hurt him or embarrass him with the events that happened late last summer. It was August and we had reserved a two week camping spot in a state park north of us about 200 hundred miles and the wives and the kids were going up in a leased RV and we would be up when we got away from work. We both had to work one more week in the city and it was something we did almost every summer. So the wives and kids packed up with lots of noise, took the dogs, and took off and we'd see them in about a week. The quiet in the house was loud it was so dead. I just flopped on the couch, drank a big wine and went to sleep on the couch. The phone rang and it was Mike who had just woke up from a nap too and was hungry so we went to this tavern with food, ate, stopped by Blockbuster, and went to his place and watched a flick. I went home and crashed. After work the next day, I called Mike and said let's eat out again and catch a movie, we did but on the way home he wanted to stop for some beer and on the way back to the house we passed an adult video store. Mike and I had done this lots of times when the wives and kids were gone and it was no big deal. We'd drink beer, make gross comments about the women, the men's cock sizes, and tits of course, always the tits. We got back to my place, got everything set up for a typical night of porn, beer, rude comments, yucks but was I ever wrong. We had rented two movies. The first one was a sex flick, big dicks, tits and ass, blowjobs and shooting cum. The second one was one I guess we didn't look at too closely 'cause when it started up by the second scene there were men, women, men and men, and women and women. It was a different fare for us and I didn't know what to say; I was a little embarrassed. Mike and I never talked or looked at stuff liked that and I never even considered something like that. It sounds stupid but true; both of us were Mr. American Suburbia. Well, it got real quiet in the room and I finally said let's stop this and watch ESPN. Mike said "no" I want to see this, I've never seen anything like this before," and honestly neither had I. It was August and I had on a golf shirt with shorts (no underwear 'cause I hate 'em in the summer.) Mike was in jean cutoffs and a t-shirt from one of our ball games. We were barefoot. Well, this is why I'm Anonymous. I started getting a hardon, not just from the straight or dyke stuff but from the guys playing around with the guys. I'd never considered it or thought of it but it was giving me a fuckin' hardon. The more men I watched, the harder I got and I found myself fascinated with the men's cocks in the movies. When one the guys grabbed another guy's cock I found myself in a fantasy of what one would feel like in my hand. My face was red and really hot but I sorta looked over at Mike and his cutoffs were pushed up and he grabbed them to make room for his hardon I guess. I was getting uncomfortable but excited too. Mike looked at me and we found ourselves looking at each other. Then our eyes moved down to our crotches that were up there like circus tents. I fuckin' didn't know what to say. My best friend, fuck! He was uneasy too. We were pretty quiet. Mike, got up and said I need another beer and got up and got one for both of us. I didn't even look. He sat down, looked at me and just said, "man have you got a hardon!!!" It broke some tension and we both started fuckin' laughing. "Yeah, I said, this movie was a shocker. It caught me off guard." Mike asked me if I had ever done anything like that and honestly readers, the only sex besides my hand had been with my wife. I told him no. "Me neither was his answer too." There was a long silence. I mean if I could show you here it might look like "a looooooooooooooooooooooong silence." I looked at him and down at his crotch and the head of his cock was sticking out, the head about half way; I turned away really red. Mike said, "let's see your dick." I got cold inside and sat there for a minute and got really, really hard, stood up and took my shorts down and my golf shirt off. He stood up dropped his cutoffs and pulled the t-shirt off. We faced each other and just looked. He had a nice solid build with a hairy chest (I already knew that) but his cock was big, probably 9", uncut and thick. I got harder. Mike, said "man you've got a nice body. I like your abs man (but he'd seen them before.) Then, KABOOOM, he reached out and put his hand around my cock and moved the skin up and down lightly. I'd never had another male touch me in my whole life, it felt weird, but not bad. I did the same and for the first time I touched and felt another man's cock. I moved it up and down too. The way the uncut skin moved over the head fascinated the shit out of me and I'd never seen real pre-cum. Mike had a long, thick cock; me, I'm 8 1/2" and about 6"around (adolescent curiosity and a tape measure from Mom's sewing box.) We stood there for a few minutes feeling each others cocks, balls, chests, and asses. It was getting familiar with something about him that I had never given any consideration to and it was the same for him too, I think. We both sat down on the couch and just slowly stroked each other and finally started talking about what we were doing because I was getting less embarrassed all the time and so was he. Finally, he leaned over and gave me a good handjob for a couple of minutes and it felt great. "That's how I jack myself off. How do you do yourself?" I leaned over and gave him one of my handjobs like I give myself. We kept doing that with the jackoff times getting longer for each of us and feeling really fuckin' good. I said, out of the blue, "could I try sucking your dick? I've never done it and the guys in the movie made it look hot." Mike said sure. I bent down first but then got on my knees between his legs and put a cock in my mouth for the first time and started sucking like the dudes in the movie. Mike sure didn't seem to mind and asked if I'd lick his nuts. I did and he like that too, and well, so did it. Then we switched places and he did the same thing to me and yeah it wasn't too bad at all. We both got on the floor did some 69, sucked more balls, played with ass cheeks, rolled over fucked each other mouths. We ended up laying side by side on the floor jacking each other off. I felt him start to cum and when I felt that I started to shoot too and both of us were shooting cum all over ourselves at the same time. Afterward, we lay there real quiet. I wasn't embarrassed but I didn't know what to say. I liked it but didn't want him to think I was a fag or anything. Mike spoke first. "Wheeew, that was something. I really enjoyed that. Is this going to fuck up our friendship? Man, I think I'd kill myself if it did. It won't happen again, I promise." Well, that was the last thing I wanted to be honest. We got up and just sat on the couch still naked, covered in cum and started talking about it. It was one of those life changing, relationship changing experiences and we both just poured our guts out about our fears, feelings, and stuff. He was my friend first and I was his and neither one of us wanted this to ruin that but we were so hyped on what happened that it was hard to put it all into perspective. Well, we went up north on vacation and spent the rest of the time on vacation with our families. The week before leaving for the park though Mike and I continued our adventure into an unknown part of ourselves and our relationship. It's still there and we still do it. No one knows and no one ever will but when I found this website I had to empty myself of this and maybe put it into a different perspective for me. Later Mike and I'll talk again and that perspective will be there but he'll never know about this event I've posted here. It's helped me though. Thanks Brian, and this site's readers, you've helped me get through some questions I think all men have. I just never realized I had them until my neighborhood buddy shared a few beers and a video.