Trials and Triumphs I
By: Morris Henderson
(Copyright 2012 by the author)

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Chapter 4
VENI, VIDI, VICI

[I CAME, I SAW, I CONQUERED]

Brian and Eric said goodbye to Brian’s parents who left for the airport at five in the afternoon on Friday for the short flight to Sacramento.  The two teens sat on the patio relaxing.  Brian was able to give scant attention to the conversation because he was impatient to launch his plan for seducing his friend.  Perhaps, he thought, tonight would accomplish no more than ‘testing the waters,’ and assess Eric’s willingness to engage in gay sex.  With luck, he may begin the process of weakening Eric’s defenses.  He was enough of a realist, however, to discount the chances of scoring that night.  He wanted sex badly but he was prepared to postpone his conquest until it could be done with a willing partner.  He may not even achieve his goal on Saturday night; it could take a long time if Eric was not receptive.

When the sun dropped below the horizon, it began to get chilly so they went indoors.  Brian suggested ordering in a pizza for dinner and Eric agreed since, like all teen boys, his appetite was rarely satisfied and he loved pizza, something he had not enjoyed for too long.  After polishing off a large supreme pizza and downing a two-liter bottle of Pepsi, they settled into the basement family room to watch a movie on television.  Brian paid little attention to the movie because he was reviewing, revising, and refining his scheme to win Eric’s agreement to have sex.  Among other considerations, Brian wondered if it would be fair to lure a friend into having sex if the friend were not already inclined to do it.  And it was far from certain that Eric was so inclined.  He rationalized; it wouldn’t be rape if Eric willingly took the bait even though he was straight.  He may participate if only as an expression of gratitude for being rescued from a deplorable situation at home ... but if he consented, it would be an act of free will.  If he refused ... well ... that would be unfortunate but his reluctance would have to be honored.  Brian accepted the possibility of that the seduction would fail and he would have to wait for another opportunity with someone else.  He also knew that, given his far from attractive looks and weak social skills, finding someone else would be difficult.  Eric might be his only chance to experience gay sex, which only strengthened his desire to plan and execute his strategy flawlessly.

The movie ended.  Eric began discussing it but Brian was ill-prepared to offer any more than superficial opinions since he had been distracted by what was to him a far more important matter.  “If you don’t mind, Eric, I think I’ll shower and go to bed early.  It’s a little early but for some reason I’m tired.”

“I don’t mind at all,” Eric replied.  “I think I’ll go upstairs and finish the Chemistry assignment for school.  Would it bother you if I studied in the bedroom while you showered ... and went to bed?”

“Not at all,” Brian said.  His friend’s intention to be in the bedroom meshed perfectly with the carefully planned and eagerly anticipated seduction plan.

Brian took a long shower, thinking it would give Eric time to finish the school assignment and therefore be ready to notice the bait that he would be casting.   As a result of anticipating what he hoped would happen, together with making sure his private parts were clean and fresh, he sprouted a particularly hard erection.  “Sorry, little guy,” he thought.  “I’m saving you for something much better than a routine jerk off.”  As he dried himself, he focused his mind on trivial details of the teacher’s boring lecture in his English Literature class.  The distraction worked; his cock deflated.  He then walked, completely naked, down the hall from the bathroom to the bedroom.  “I’m done,” he announced as he walked into the bedroom.

Eric glanced up and saw for the first time his buddy totally naked.  He couldn’t help himself.  His eyes were drawn immediately to the thick, black pubic bush; to the impressive cock (dangling but still partially enlarged from a recent hard-on), and to the pendulous, hairy ball sack that seemed to hang so low because of two large balls.  The surprising sight momentarily disabled his judgment.  His disciplined habit of not showing ‘unnatural interest’ in another guy’s equipment failed him and he didn’t divert his eyes quickly enough.  Instead, he reflexively inhaled sharply and he let his gaze linger for much too long.

Brian was delighted by Eric’s reaction; it was exactly what he had hoped for but was unwilling to expect.  He paused while Eric’s eyes (and mind?) were riveted on what he hoped was a enticing sight.  When Eric regained control of his eyes, Brian said, “Oh!”  He glanced down at his bare crotch for a fraction of a second.  “I thought that since my parents are gone and we’re just a couple of guys alone in the house, it would be all right to skip the modesty bit.  If I offended you, I apologize.”  The comment was, of course, one of the planned ‘escape hatches’ to use if Eric was straight ... a way to explain away what might appear to be a blatant attempt to arouse sexual desire.  But his friend did not show any signs of disapproval or indignation — a hopeful sign that Brian welcomed.

“Offended?  No.”  Eric managed to say.  “It was just a surprise; that’s all.”

“Good.”  Brian said.  “The last thing I’d want is to offend my best friend ... my only friend.”

Without bothering to put on fresh boxers Brian turned down the covers on the bed.  He was pleased to note out of the corner of his eye that Eric watched every movement.  To further test his friend’s interest, he walked to the closet and laid out clothes for the next morning.  Deliberately, but not too obviously he hoped, he took his time selecting his clothes in order to give Eric as much time as reasonably possible to ‘examine the merchandise’.  He pretended to be indecisive about what to wear the next day.  Surreptitiously, he watched Eric out of the corner of his eye and found to his great satisfaction that his roommate’s eyes were consistently trained on his crotch and ass.   It was encouragement enough that Brian allowed himself to think that tonight just might be the night.

“Oh!,” Brian began, feigning a spontaneous thought.  “Since nudity doesn’t bother you, would you mind if I sleep in my birthday suit?  That’s what I usually do ... before you moved in with me.”

“If that’s what you want, do it.” 

A dim suspicion began to surface in Eric’s mind that triggered a series of questions and speculations.  Is Brian showing off?  Nothing about his thin body deserves admiration ... but he can be proud of what he has between his legs.  It would only be natural for a skinny boy to want to display his manhood.  Or is he doing more than showing off?  Is he trying to suggest....  NO!  Not likely!  Not Brian!  He’s sure to be straight as an arrow.  But then again...

“Fact of the matter is, Brian, I normally sleep with nothing on.”  That was a lie but if Brian was indeed hinting at doing something in bed it would be exactly what Eric wanted.  He hadn’t given the first thought to having sex with Brian in all the time they had been friends.  Not even sleeping in the same bed had been the least bit arousing.  But now ... now the uninhibited display of nudity had given birth to a new possibility: having sex with Brian.  But a nagging doubt remained.  Was his friend subtly suggesting something or simply being innocently unconcerned about roaming through the room naked?  

“The damn Chemistry assignment can wait!” Eric said.  “I think I’ll go to bed, too.”  Brian’s grin seemed to confirm his speculation.  But it was not definitive evidence. 

Eric closed his text, got up out of the desk chair, and started to take off his clothes.  Delightedly, he watched Brian watch him with unrestrained interest.  When he was down to nothing but his boxers he turned around, pretending to be modest but also to give a better view of his ass as he bent down to take off the last remaining article of clothing.  Turning back to face his friend, he was pleased to see that Eric gave a prolonged visual inspection of the uncut cock that was already in the early stages of engorgement.  Thus far, Eric thought his behavior could have been quite innocent and it would allow a retreat from any hint of titillation.  But Brian’s obviously keen and undisguised interest gave him the courage to take a risky step.  He walked over to the edge of the bed, stood motionless before his friend for a while to allow him a closer inspection.  Brian, puzzled by the completely unexpected deviation from his meticulously planned seduction strategy, ran his eyes up and down the nude form just inches away from him,  His bewilderment ... and delight ... were about to be intensified. 

Eric was amused and very happy that he had obviously captured Brian’s uninhibited attention in a way that seemed to leave no doubt about his sexual preference.  For further and final confirmation of interest, Eric asked in a sensuous near-whisper, “Like what you see, Stud?”

Brian was temporarily flummoxed by the turn of events.  His mind was in turmoil, groping to answer an astonishing question:  Who is seducing whom?  Without regret, he cast aside his carefully crafted plan and grinned broadly.  He threw back the covers, revealing a fully erect cock, and replied.  “Yes!  I like it a lot!  Come get in bed!”

There was no longer any doubt in either teen’s mind about the sexual preferences of the other.  Nor about what would happen next.

Without delay, they hugged each other.  They clung forcefully to each other, not as friends giving and receiving support and comfort but driven by the primal forces of pure lust.  Their naked, sex-starved bodies pressed tightly and erotically together.  Their minds lost all awareness except for the ultimate thrill of their first man-to-man, carnal contact.  Inevitably, their cocks started to throb, which further intensified the sensual chaos that pulsed through their bodies.  Although relishing the feelings they had both longed for but that exceeded their most extreme imagining, they wanted MORE stimulation.  They simultaneously ground their crotches together furiously and were rewarded with a quantum boost to their erotic pleasure.

Powerless to reign in their overwhelming passion and no longer able to communicate verbally, they expressed their feelings for each other by kissing long and almost aggressively.  Whether by design or by chance, Brian assumed the leadership role.  He reached down and fondled Eric’s cock.

A hand other than his own on his stiff rod had the effect of putting Eric into a state where he could do nothing except enjoy the attention and heightened stimulation that radiated throughout his body.  He lay there in ecstasy as his friend repositioned himself and began gently massaging his well-defined chest with special attention to hypersensitive nipples that responded by projecting outward as if pleading for more manipulation.

Brian was lost in his own version of ecstasy.  He had free access to a male body.  Not just any male body but a strikingly attractive one that was the image of youthful masculinity.  He briefly compared his own body to Eric’s but dismissed the thought because it was too depressing.  He turned his full attention to exploring the nude form that lay beside him.  He used his hands and fingers first to caress and admire but then used his mouth to lick circles around the nipples and then to suckle on them.  As Eric moaned with delight, Brian moved slowly and evocatively downward, lingering at the naval but impatiently moving on to the ultimate objective.

Eric’s moans grew louder when he felt stimulation to the tip of his throbbing cock, a swollen, purple helmet that had emerged from hiding under the protective foreskin.  He glanced down and saw Brian using his tongue to flick the tip of the pulsating penis that was quite unaccustomed to such intense teasing.  The sensations were almost unbearable.

Brian had barely taken the uppermost half of the shaft in his mouth and managed only to deliver a few strokes when Eric reflexively bucked his hips and screamed, “I GOTTA SHOOT!  LET GO!”  But Brian was not to be denied experiencing the taste of another man’s cum.  He tightened his lips around the quivering tube of hard flesh and prepared to receive the hot cream.  It blasted the back of his throat in several volleys, forcing him to swallow to avoid the possibility of any leaking out.

It was several minutes before Eric recuperated from the explosive orgasm but gradually his heart rate settled down, his breathing returned to normal, and his mind cleared enough to notice Brian lying next to him with an arm and a leg on top of him.  “That was marvelous,” Eric gushed.  “Thanks.”

“Your turn to do me now,” Brian replied.

Later, Eric would think back on his friend’s request (uttered almost as a demand!) and worry.  There was no “You’re welcome” or “Glad you enjoyed it” and it seemed to set a mechanical tone to the situation rather than contributing to a romantic or at least affectionate spell.  Was that all Brian wanted — sex and not an emotional bonding between two very good friends?  At the moment, however, Brian was right; it was only fair to return the favor.

Eric set about the task (not yet realizing that it was more of a task than a demonstration of friendship).  He duplicated Brian’s technique but didn’t enjoy any of it until he got down to the pubic terrain.  Then, he took great pleasure in fondling his bedmate’s cock.  He was grateful that his first manipulation of another guy’s penis was with a good friend and not merely an acquaintance.  He delighted in watching it engorge from limpness to stiffness and more than double its length.  It seemed he couldn’t get enough of the feel and sight of it.  It was so arousing that his own cock inflated in spite of having very recently discharged a massive load of semen.

But his pleasure was interrupted when Brian said, “Don’t just fool around down there.  Get me off!  I need to cum!”

Eric wrapped his lips around the upper half of the now throbbing shaft and began to bob his head up and down while stroking the lower half of the impressively long and fat cock.  Unlike his own rapid climax, Brian’s was a long time coming.  Just as Eric began to worry whether he was doing it right, his friend tensed and, without any sort of warning, a blast of hot cream hit the back of Eric’s unprepared throat.  He gagged just as a second blast assaulted his mouth.  Much of the second spurt and the third leaked out to coat the base of Brian’s cock, his pubes, his ball sack, and Eric’s hand. 

Eric managed to receive and swallow three more but less forceful eruptions and continued to hold the spent cock in his mouth while gently rubbing his tongue across the tip of the still twitching rod.  He was startled when Brian grabbed a handful of his hair, forcefully disengaged him, and shouted, “STOP!  Don’t you know how sensitive it is after I’ve cum?”

Eric contritely moved up to lie beside his friend.  But the post-orgasmic togetherness didn’t last long.  Brian said, “Look!  You’ve left me all messy.  I’m going to shower.”  He abruptly got out of bed and headed toward the bathroom.  Eric was left wondering.  Had he done something wrong?  Why not lay there and hug or at least be together?  A troubling thought entered his mind.  Was Brian interested only in the sex act?  Did he not have any need or tolerance for affection?  If so, was that fundamental to his nature or a byproduct of having to adopt a loner role?

Only time will tell. 

To be continued...

My thanks to Iatia for his consistently meticulous editing and for his continuing encouragement.
 

Posted:07/27/12