This is part two of how I entered a new chapter of friendship with my best friend, Charlie. For Part 1, check out my profile. If folks are interested I will definitely post more. I have a few "series" I can write out about my exploring my sexuality, discovering by bisexuality, and new friendships. Charlie was my first, but there were many more afterwards, including my time in the military. If you have any advice on writing styles, etc. please let me know.

This is a true story. All people are 18 .

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After stumbling down the hall, I found my way to my bedroom and crashed down into my bed. As I laid there, trying to keep the world from spinning, I couldn't help but think about the day and how I ended up in this very moment. The day had progressed just as many had done before. Charlie and I hung out, we partied with friends, we got drunk. This, however, was the first time that the night ended with Charlie's cock in my hand. I laid there in disbelief. My best friend, whom I have known for years, had just jerked off with me. I couldn't tell if I was in a state of euphoria or if I was terrified that our friendship would change forever. The world finally stopped spinning and I drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later I opened my eyes to the sun shining brightly through the window. I felt groggy and I could feel a slight hangover headache throbbing in my temple. I stretched out to shake off the muscle stiffness from the position that I slept in and noticed I had slept naked. That's when everything came crashing back to my memory. Wait? Seriously? Did Charlie and I really stroke each others cocks last night? It's hard to describe, but it almost seemed like it was a good dream. I slowly got out of bed, steadying myself on my feet. I found some gym shorts in the corner of the room and slipped them on and walked out to the living room.

"Morning, bro!" Charlie exclaimed with what seemed to be a slight grin. I returned the morning pleasantries as I rubbed my eyes. Charlie had made a pot of coffee and I shuffled over to the pot and poured myself a glass of coffee. As I sipped my coffee, I shuffled over to him finding my seat at a barstool. We both sat in silence for a minute, both seemingly wanting to ask about the night before.

"Hey, bro. About last night..." Charlie said, breaking the silence. "Look, man..." I began. "Last night was fun, but, I don't want it to ruin our friendship." It didn't take Charlie more than a second to tell me that it wasn't ruining anything at all and he said that he had actually had a great time. In my morning daze, I asked him if that made us gay. "I don't think so, man. I think it's just two friends that were horny and helped each other out." His reassurance was comforting to me and I admitted to him that I had enjoyed it too. A lot. We both agreed that we would keep it between ourselves. And then the conversation went silent again for a few minutes.

After what seemed like an eternity, I broke the silence.

"Hey, bro?"

"Yeah, man."

"Want to do it again?"

That question instantly brought a mischievous grin to Charlie's face. "Fuck yeah, man!" Charlie exclaimed.

I told Charlie it was his turn to pick out the porn video. As he walked over to the living room, I couldn't help but notice his cock was already semi-hard. I could see the imprint of his cock through his gym shorts, which didn't hide the outline of his cock head at all. Seeing him with a chub starting bringing my cock to life. I could feel the blood rushing to it as it slowly got harder and harder.

He settled on a video with a young, handsome blonde guy and a sexy brunette women. This time, there was no hesitation. We both slipped our shorts down and plopped down on the couch next to each other, cocks just hanging out growing even more with excitement It didn’t feel awkward at all. It felt natural, like this was commonplace. Just two friends doing what friends do.

We watched the porn for a few minutes, slowly stroking our own cocks. He reached over first and grabbed mine, wrapping his hand around my cock and spreading the pre-cum around for lube, he slowly started stroking. It felt magical. I just laid back for a few minutes and let him stroke me while I enjoyed the moment. Then, I sat up, reached over, and grabbed his cock, mimicking the movements that he was doing to me.

As we stroked each other, we talked about techniques and what felt good when we jacked off. Then, we tried what we were talking about. At this point we weren't even watching the video. We were both using both of our hands, stroking each other's cocks and tugging on each other's balls.

We naturally picked up the pace to where we were full out jerking each other off like there was no tomorrow. Normally I last a while after drinking. Not this time. After a few minutes, I told him I was about to cum. I laid back on the couch, spread my legs a little, and he took his free hand and started cupping and massaging my balls. I couldn’t take it anymore. I arched my back and just let loose. It was like a volcano. Rope after rope of cum came spewing out landing on my stomach and covering my cock. He stroked me a few more times until the sensitivity kicked in and I couldn't take it anymore. I laid back on the couch and took a deep breath.

"Your turn" Charlie said, chucking.  

He laid back and put both hands behind his head. I got closer to him, wrapped my hand around his cock, and put my other on his balls. After a minute of stroking him, the lube was running dry. I scooped some cum off of my stomach and used it as cum for his cock. I started stroking faster and faster, massaging his balls the entire time.

"Fuck, man. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Don't stop...."

I could tell he was getting close. His legs became stiff as he stretched them out. He arched his back. I could feel his cock swell and start to throb as that last minute blood rushed to his cock before it erupted. Before long he let out a “fuuuucccck man, it’s coming....”. He rocked his head back, his balls tightened, and his cock exploded. He sent shot after shot of cum onto himself, my hand, and the couch.  His first shot landed on his chest, just between his nipples. His second and third shot on his stomach. The rest flowed out like a river. As he exploded, he arched his back over and over as if he was humping the air. Finally, as the last shot came out, he let out a sigh.

"Fuck, bro.", he said. "That was amazing"

We just sat there for a minute and then laughed out loud. I think we both had come to the conclusion that we've turned a page in our friendship. We had opened the door to effort free orgasms' between friends. I'm not sure of what he was thinking exactly, but I know I was excited.

We had a long day ahead of us. We both had told a few friends that we would play disc golf with them. We both got up, took a shower, then got ready for the day. 

Summer wasn't even half way over.