I'm an avid fisherman. Although avid might not be strong enough sometimes. Fortunately, my best friend shares my inclination to structure life around the best times and places to fish. He and I have been friends since we were kids and our lives have seemed to follow something of the same course. We went to high school together, then college. He married shortly after college and then I did as well. We both were married happily for some time, though he was divorced a couple years before me, we were each married more than ten years.
We had often made sexual jokes towards each other, particularly on the many occasions that we shared a tent or some such cozy sleeping arrangement, but there was never anything sexual between us and we're not "closet gays". We both had always been with women and had no real interest in anything else, but after we each got divorced, sex suddenly became not quite so taken for granted anymore. Neither of us wanted to get into another relationship and that made things a little difficult with members of the opposite sex. Consequently, it had been some time since either of us had had sex when we set off on our latest fishing trip.
As is often our custom, we were heading straight out after work and were therefore hitting the road around 6:00pm. We usually drive to wherever we're fishing and get there late at night and are up early to fish, so neither of us is inclined to pay for a place to sleep for just a few hours. We usually just climb into the back of the car to sleep for a couple hours ( big SUV's are good for something). This sleeping arrangement, of course, leads to even more jokes and sexual innuendo than usual. It seemed that night though that the joking took on just an edge of seriousness, almost feeling each other out. It had been so long since I'd had sex that I was considering all my options and I knew, with his sex drive, that the thought had to at least have occurred to him. There was considerable sexual tension as we were packed into the back to go to sleep. I lay there with a hard cock and a knot in my stomach wondering if I dared to ask him if he was thinking the same thing that I was. I'd always been straight, but I'm pretty open minded too and I'd had fantasies about other guys before, never any specific guy, just some other guy. I'd sort of alluded to this fact in front of him before and it was probably pretty evident that I'd at least consider sex with another guy even if it were just me servicing him. I just couldn't get up the nerve to make the first move.
The next day, we got up and hit the river. We had a good day on the water and the usual banter was thrown about, stuff like, "It's been so long you're starting to look good" which would be followed by "Sounds good to me", but all with a joking tone of voice as always. This kind of thing went on all day and through dinner. After dinner, we were sitting around the motel room, having a couple beers and just talking. I'd asserted that I'd caught the big fish of the day and he'd replied something like "Oh yea, blow me and I might agree with you".
I replied, "Not right now, but I will after lights out." After I'd said it, I realized that much of the joking tone was missing from my voice. He clearly noticed it and the conversation reached an awkward silence for a minute. We moved along without any more mention of it and the sexual innuendo was noticeably missing from the conversation after that. I couldn't be sure if I'd gone too far or if he was just feeling awkward, as I was, with what seemed to be happening. Finally, after talking about what time we'd get up to start fishing, we both said we ought to get to sleep.
I had that knot in my stomach again as I brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. I got into bed quickly to try to hide my growing erection. He turned out the light and got into the other bed, naked, I noticed, which was unusual. I lay there feeling almost sick to my stomach with tension. I so badly wanted to just get up and go over to him, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. After a few minutes, with a bit of a joking voice, but also the obvious quake of nerves he said, "Well I'm waiting".
