Chapter Five: The Party Pt. 2
As soon as I entered the room, I felt a bad energy. Eric was sitting on the bed and had his face in his hands. He didn't move an inch as I walked closer. I put my hand on his back and move it in a circle and he still doesn't move.
"Hi, Charlie."
"How'd you know it was me?" I ask slightly shocked.
"I've known you for 12 years. I know what you smell like and how you walk," he answered.
My heart fluttered at the thought of him having that information stored somewhere in his brain. I let out a chuckle.
"That's true, I could say the same thing about you. So...what happened with Amy, are you okay?," I asked with genuine concern.
"We broke up. Well, we're 'taking a break', he air quotes. "I told her we fight too much and I don't think we're right for each other right now. And a bunch of other stuff I don't really wanna get into. She started crying and could barely get a word out. I know she'll calm down when she sobers up, but I'm sure she's furious with me right now. How was it when she left?"
"I won't lie to you, it was pretty bad. She ran downstairs crying her eyes out and ran right out of the door," I answer him.
"Oh man, that's bad. She's gonna hate me forever isn't she?"
"No, no, no dude she'll come around and realize it was the alcohol that made her feelings so strong. You're such a great guy and she knows that, and so does everyone else. I'm sure it'll all work out." My hand is still rubbing circles around his back.
He turns to me and wraps his arms around my body. "Thanks Charlie, you really are such a great friend to me. I couldn't ask for a better best friend. He continues the hug for longer than is normal for us and I become aware of how it feels against me. I can smell his neck, the slight musk mixing with the aftershave excites me. It sends a spark to my crotch, as well as my brain. It's becoming increasingly harder to avoid these feelings I've started to have for him.
"Uh, not to break up this sweet moment between us, but your break up with Amy kinda stopped me from going all the way with Jen," I say into his ear, our cheeks still pressed together.
He breaks the hug and looks at me. "No way man, tell me."
"Well, we kissed on the couch and she asked if we should find a room somewhere, so I think we would've been getting down to business right about now."
"I'm so sorry. Now, I'm a terrible friend to my best friend," he says back sincerely.
"No, don't even worry about it. This is way more important to me than getting with some chick. Even if that chick happens to be super hot and willing to give me a chance to go all the way with her," I laugh back.
"That's so sweet, I might just have to fuck you myself," he says smiling.
I know he's just joking but the thought of us together sexually excites me beyond belief. Maybe it's the mixture of being horny before, his smell, the way his arms felt around me, but my dick begins to respond and I feel it fill with blood.
"Aw you're too kind," I tease back. "So, I'm sure this break up with Amy is putting a damper on the whole you and your balls getting relief tonight huh?"
"Fuck, I didn't even think about that, I was too caught up to even think about my dick for a second. Why'd you have to bring that up nowwwww," he exaggerates the "now".
"I'm sorry man, just talking about Jen kinda got me worked up again so it slipped out of my mouth."
"You're hard right now?" He asks and glances down at my crotch.
"I mean, yeah a little bit. I'm always horny so it's nothing new."
"Well, to tell you the truth it felt really good when you had your hand on my dick earlier. Probably just cause I'm so horny, but yeah, it was really nice," he said as he shrugged.
"Your hand felt good on my dick too." The thought of him jerking me off flashed through my mind and my dick responded fast. It reached its full length and was noticeable in my pants now.
"Well, we could try it again. Only if you want to, and if you don't think it would be weird at all," he says back.
"I don't think it would be weird, I mean I don't feel weird that we did it once before. And we are best friends, so it's just like we're helping each other out.
"I think so too." He reaches his hand out and grabs my hard dick through my pants. I moan lightly. His touch is what I've been craving. My whole body gets hot and horniness floods my entire system. "Wait, not here, there's too many people downstairs, what if someone walked in?" I ask.
"You're right, let's go back to my house, you can stay over. The only thing we'd do here is talk to each other now that Amy and Jen left anyways."
"Can you drive?"
"Yeah, that whole emotional dump of a conversation with Amy sobered me up and I wasn't that drunk to begin with. Let's go to the truck," he says back.
We both reach into our pants and tuck our dicks into our waistbands. We look at each other and laugh knowing we did the same thing without discussing it.
"One of those experiences being a guy," he says through a laugh.
We say our goodbyes to some of our other friends and get into the truck.
He looks at me and begins to talk but stops.
I look into his eyes. "What?"
"You wanna sit in the middle seat, it feels nice when you're close to me."
I shimmy over and sit in the middle seat, our shoulders touching now. I become brave and reach my left out and grab his dick softly. He moans and grabs my hand and pushes it down harder on his dick. "That feels good," he whispers to me through pleasured breath.
I squeeze it a few more times and it has become its full length and stiffness. I start moving my hand up and down its length over his pants and he continues to moan under his breath.
"I can't wait to get home," he says.
Chapter Six: Return to Eric's House
When I'd first gotten to Eric's house earlier in the day I was uncertain and confused. Now, I knew exactly what I wanted. I was determined and ready to open myself up to the possibility of being with him. These newfound feelings vibrated through my entire body and every sensation was heightened.
We both throw our shirts off in sync and walk over to the bed. We sit next to each other on the side of the bed, our backs against the wall, shoulders touching.
"So, how do we start?"
"Let's take our pants off probably," he replies.