Best Friends Don't Kiss and Tell

2. The Nile is after all, just a river in Egypt

It was nighttime and Sebastian was already tucked and ready for sleep. All the boys in the dorm would usually close their privacy curtains while they slept, so he always felt at peace in his own little cocoon of warmth. As expected, Sebastian was no stranger to the art of self-pleasure, especially inside the security of his own bed and he suspected it was probably common practice among his dorm mates, hence the silent agreement with the curtains. He was also glad there was no actual need to discuss the matter further...

He would usually think of the normal stuff... like girls and their skirts, though he especially liked picturing bums. He supposed it was normal at least. He still hadn't actually been close with one, even though he had been practicing his kissing with Ominis for some months now. But he didn't mind, since he quite liked their current arrangement, he found it rather pleasant and he would always look forward to their daily sessions.

But, there was this thing though.

Ever since they had begun their... practices, he had found his thoughts at night drifting towards the kissing, instead of the usual skirts and what nots... It wasn't that he was thinking about his friend though... it was just the activity he liked, of course. So lately he would find himself indulging in those thoughts as he found his almost nightly release. However, this was starting to bring new ideas into his head... dangerous ideas, he thought.

He knew by now that the trust between him and Ominis was as deep as it gets. And he loved doing most things together anyway, they were inseparable after all. So as he touched himself tonight he couldn't help but wonder if they could perhaps share this too... the kissing had turned out to be a great idea, so why not this?

He often wondered if Ominis would be pleasuring himself too in the bed next to his. He tried to imagine how he might do it, what he liked and also how often he indulged himself. Curiosity was always his biggest issue after all. He also was starting to wonder what it would feel like to be actually touched by someone else. He was used to his own hands, he really liked them. But he couldn't help his excitement at imagining something new.

He was aware now that there was only one possible path to trace from here. And as always it would most definitely involve his bestest friend. He was giddy now thinking of the new possibilities and so as he chased his release tonight, he started to meticulously plan how he would approach the subject with Ominis tomorrow. Each resolved idea getting him closer and closer. And as he finally decided on the best course of action, he had to actually cover his mouth with his free hand to muffle the almost Eurekan cry that escaped him along with his sweet sweet release.

Tomorrow would be a good day, he satedly thought, and quickly drifted into a placid slumber.

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The next day during their classes, Sebastian had been unable to stop thinking about his new brilliantly formulated plan, and he kept counting the minutes until he could meet up with Ominis in the Undercroft for their usual after school activities. It was becoming unbearable, and as the last class was dismissed, he all but grabbed Ominis hand and without explanation, he simply dragged him towards their secret place.

By now, he knew poor Ominis was used to the sudden bursts that Sebastian would once in a while have, he knew not to argue until he was actually faced with whatever his new idea was. Then it could go either way, but at least Sebastian would be happy he got the opportunity to try. So once they reached the undercroft he knew he shouldn't sound so eager, if this was to work out. So instead, he chose to mask his suddenness as the need for an urgent practice session. Ominis was almost always happy to oblige him with those anyway.

So without saying much else, they went straight to the couch. His master plan, now fully in motion. He knew that they would both usually end up quite riled up after they kissed. It was only a natural response of their bodies to their activity after all. But last night he had concluded that the best time to ask him would be while he was in that particular state. Get him while he wants it, he'd thought. It was brilliant really.