It was late one night, Randy and Bob where going to have a sleepover, even though they where both 18. The rain was falling hard outside and the two became bored as the sky became darker and darker. Randy knew this could be his chance to come out and tell his bestfriend that i loved him. He thought about it for hours until he finally decided to go through with it. It was now or never, so Randy went into the guestroom where Bob had been sleeping.
"Bob?" said Randy "I want you to know something."
Bob looked up from the bed, covering his lower half with the blanket, he groaned, "What do you want Randy?"
Randy's face grew red as he tried to find the words. "You...you're my best friend." His voice cracked in the middle of his sentence.
He looked down at the floor and started to cry.
Bob rolled his eyes, "i know i am-" He saw Randy crying. "Woah dude, what the hell is going on with you, why are you crying?!" bob snapped.
Randy grabbed Bob by his shirt and pulled him closer, "Bob I love you!" He blurted out, his head spinning.
Bobs eyes widended and pulled away from him, "What the hell man!"
Randy continued to yell, "You're my best friend! You mean more to me than anything else in this world!"
"Well stop saying it then," Bob replied coldly. "Just leave already before someone sees us." Randy froze and let go of bob. As soon as he did, the door opened, and in came their parents.
Both boys stood there awkwardly, looking like deer caught in headlights.
The first thing Bob's dad noticed was how quiet everything was.
"Hello boys, uhh whats going on in here" His father questioned. Both boys turned around and stared blankly back at them, neither boy speaking a word.
After several uncomfortable minutes, Mr. Sheldon spoke again. "Well uh Bob, its getting late, and you still need to shower, so you should go do that." Bob nodded nervously, and ran off to the bathroom. When he got there he closed the door behind himself.
Bobs dad looked at Randy then left the room. Randy sat back on Bobs bed. He didn't know what to say, but he felt like an idiot for having said those things to Bob. So he just sat there and waited. Finally, after about five minutes of silence, Bob emerged from the bathroom wearing only his boxers. He sighed and walked over to Randy. Randy blushed and quickly coverd his eyes.
When he peeked back at Bob he saw that the anger was gone, and instead a soft smile spread across his face.
"Hey..." Bob began quietly. "How long have you known?"
"What?" Randy said confused. "Know what? What are you talking about?"
"That youve liked me.. how long have you liked me more than a friend?" Bob asked softly.
Randy hesitated, not knowing whether he should answer or not. He took a deep breath and answered, "Since 6th grade.."
They looked at each other, smiling.
"Why did you wait so long to tell me?" Bob whispered.
Randy shrugged, "I guess because I wasn't ready to say it."
Bob sat next to Randy on the bed. "Do you really think we can make this work?"
Randy smiled. "Of course. We've been friends since elementary school, right? If anyone could make this work, it would be us."
They both looked at each other for a second, then bob leaned close to Randys face, He closed his eyes and kisses Randy softly on the lips. After a moment, he pulled away, leaving him slightly dizzy. Bob put his arm around his shoulder and hugged him tightly. Then they kissed again.
This time Bob was able to control his passion better, and he made sure to savor every inch of his friend. Bob still making out with him, climbed onto his lap, rubbing up against his crotch. He reached inside his khaki pants and pulled out his cock, which was hardening quickly.
Bob rubbed his hand up and down it while continuing to kiss him. Soon the two were lost in each other, and forgot all about the awkwardness they had experienced earlier, their hands roamed freely through each other's bodies. Once Bob finally broke the kiss, he moved his hand up and down Randy's shaft while he caressed the young mans muscular chest.
"Damn, you're hot," Bob breathed. "And your body feels incredible. Do you mind if I touch you some more?" "Uh no," Randy moaned. As they kept kissing, Bob moved his mouth to Randy's neck and started sucking on the younger guys jugular vein.
Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door. It startled both boys, causing them to break apart and look at each other sheepishly. They quickly scrambled to pull their clothes back on and rushed to open the door. To their surprise, it was their mothers standing outside, smiling at them.
"So you boys decided to get busy tonight, huh?" Mrs. Sheldon teased. "Looks like you had fun." The boys blushed, embarrassed that their parents found them in such a compromising position.
Mrs. Sheldon chuckled, "Oh don't worry boys, I won't tell." she said, "But I will take pictures. You can thank me later." She laughed and went downstairs.
A few moments later, they heard the front door open, and a car drive away. Neither boy spoke until they got upstairs. "Shit... our moms knew," Bob mumbled.
"No they didn't," Randy responded defensively. "She wouldn't say anything!"
"You don't know that," Bob argued. "If they saw us in that state, they'd tell everyone."
"Fuck it! Let's just forget it ever happened."
The two boys fell silent, staring at each other in disbelief. In the end, neither one wanted to risk being discovered by their parents, and so they never discussed the incident again.
But in truth, they never stopped thinking about it either.
Over the next couple years, they continued to sneak into each others rooms late at night and playfully wrestle or wrestle with each other. They always ended up naked, and often wound up fooling around with each other.
Both boys fantasized about what they might do once they graduated high school, and weren't under the same roof anymore. They wondered what life would be like when they actually became boyfriends.
