**Zack's POV**

Just when I thought I couldn’t get any hornier, he showed up. Matthew. My best friend. The way he’d made me feel over the last six months had played havoc on my very sanity. Before, he’d just been my buddy. We had a lot in common and we loved spending time together and that was it. Then he’d shot up a good six inches, I’d gotten a glimpse of his way more than six inches (holy damn, it was so thick), his arms started to thicken, he’d gotten hair all sorts of places that if I had to be honest, was sexy as fuck. I struggled.

Just when I thought I’d started to get a grip on myself, I swear...Matt started flirting with me. It was the tiniest thing at first, but before long it encouraged my wet dreams until my dick was raw from jerking off so damn much. Such is the life of teenager, I guess.

While I hadn’t even kissed a guy yet, I knew for damn sure I was gay. I hadn’t really told anyone yet, but I had a feeling most people knew. While I hadn’t done anything at all with a guy, there was nothing in this world I wanted more than to feel Matt’s cock filling me as that large hand stroked me until we both came.

So when he showed up at my place with my parents gone--for hours--I couldn’t help but get ideas. We’d done this tons of times before, though--last week, the week before--so I tried to calm down and tell myself the likelihood of anything happening was slim.

We could play video games for hours, so that’s what I suggested. If we wound up watching a movie, I’d get distracted and maybe even get bold enough to make a move. Which should most definitely not happen. As much as I was insanely horny for the guy, he was my best friend and I didn’t wanna ruin that.

“So what’ll it be?” Matt plopped down on the edge of my bed next to me and popped those dimples. I tried not to stare.
“I got the new 007 this week. It’s pretty good.” I handed him one of the controllers as he agreed.

The more we played the game, the more relaxed we got. This is how it always happened lately. Anytime we hung out, the first few minutes would be really awkward but then we’d settle in and have a nice time. I wasn’t sure what our other friends thought, it had to be obvious.
After some playful pushing and shoving while we shot and maneuvered through the game, Matt hit the pause button, “Hey, you got any alcohol hiding somewhere?” He turned to look right at me and my heart skipped about five beats.

“Uhhhm...no, but my parents have plenty. They won’t miss it.” I got up and quickly trudged downstairs, grabbed a bottle of something--apparently tequila--and bounded back up the steps. When I handed it to Matt, he grabbed it, upended it, took a swig and made a face. After his grimace, he seemed to relax and it wasn’t until then that I realized he’d seemed a little tense before that. Most likely because I made him uncomfortable. I was doing my best.

“Perfect. Thanks. You’re...going to have some, right?” He handed the bottle back to me, eyes wide with question. Apparently I was. I hadn’t really drunk much tequila before. We drank together as a group, but that was always beer. Usually that we’d stolen.
I took a drink and almost choked, “God, that’s awful.” I laughed and so did he. Matt patted the bed, “Where were we?”

We started the game again and Matt had another sip. I really didn’t want to get wasted around him--that would only equal bad things--so I waited awhile before taking another drink. He was such a big dude these days that he could probably put it away and not have it affect him as much. But every time I took a little swig of that horrid liquid, everything got a little easier.

By the time I was victorious at the end, I was a little tipsy. A little bold. Unfortunately, the more time we spent together and the more the alcohol raced through my veins, the harder I got. As I shouted in victory and glanced sideways, I noticed Matt was staring right at my pants situation. I swallowed hard and did the only thing that came to mind.

Raising my hands in celebration, I plopped backwards until I was back on the bed, hands over my head and giving my best friend the most seductive look I could muster. It was now or never.

I think I actually squeaked when the huge guy pinned me, keeping himself up on one arm so those dark hazel eyes shone down at me, “You’re being irresistible again, Zack. Like you have been for fucking months. Please tell me you want me, because I sure as fuck want you.”
My lashes fluttered when I felt his erection up against my lower belly. God yes. So badly.
“I ache for you, Matt.”
“Good.”

His lush lips touched mine and I swear the room heated 20 degrees. We kissed tentatively at first, since neither of us had really done much of it. But then we realized how great the kissing was, how great he tasted, how his tongue playing with mine felt fucking awesome. He groaned into my mouth and my cock jumped. Jesus, I was gonna come so fast.

He stripped my shirt off and held me, one of the best feelings I’d ever even thought possible--his hands all over me. They felt just like I’d been imagining for months now, strong and knowing. If he was unsure of himself, he sure didn’t act like it.

Then he took off his own shirt. Fuck. He’d changed so much in the last year that it was almost weird. That kid I’d grown up with didn’t exist anymore and now he was a man. A really hot one. His first tattoo on one arm made him seem even older and more dangerous as his body gleamed wonderfully in the moonlight through the window. Matt paused, his hands at his belt. Leaning back over me, he traced a single finger down my cheek that made me feel absolutely cherished.
“Zack...you wanna...can I…” He nervously fumbled for words and I couldn’t help but smile at him, he was so adorable all shaken up, “Let me fuck you?”

My grin widened as I stroked his broad back. What did he think we were about to do? Well, I guess we could’ve just fooled around, but I definitely wanted more than that.
“Yes, please.”
That’s when Matt laughed, jumped off the bed and we both stripped fast. Once we were both naked, we kinda just stood there, gawking at each other. It’s not like we hadn’t seen the other naked lots of times, but this time it held so much weight. He scratched behind his ear, shrugging.
“Do you have...stuff?”

Like any teenage boy doesn’t have “stuff.”

I rolled over to get to my bedside drawer on purpose, giving him a nice view of my ass. When I rolled back over with a stash of lube and condoms, he had that huge cock in his hand. I immediately regretted not jerking off right before he’d gotten here. I leaked profusely as I drooled, lying there back on my elbows, watching him as he inexpertly rolled a condom down that ridiculous dick and generously lubed it.
While I should’ve been concerned with taking a dick that size--or any dick really--I wasn’t. I was so fucking turned on, I just needed him to fill the ache inside me. It never even occurred to me, in the moment, that it would feel anything but wonderful.

All heavenly, sparkling eyes, Matt slowly climbed back over me as I simply waited and watched him. First, he leaned over to kiss me deeply, furthering my inability to wait any longer. My hands were all over him, exploring every muscle of his toned body as his tongue claimed my mouth. Waves of nerves washed over me as I felt his hand leave my side and dive between us in search of his own cock. In his own rush to get what he wanted as well, Matt guided his cock between my legs and took my virgin ass in one thrust.

One horrifically painful, blinding thrust.

I couldn’t hold back the loud cry that echoed off the walls as he stretched me so far past my limits I wasn’t sure if this had been a good idea. All lust for him vanished and all I wanted was for him to leave me. Nothing about this was sexy, just awful.

“Matt--please--” But I couldn’t get the words out. Despite how much I needed him to stop, I couldn’t ask him to. I could do this, we could this. I had no idea how, but I’d somehow manage, even if just for him.

When I finally forced my eyes open, it was totally worth it. The pain didn’t lessen, but the look on my best friend’s face was worth the pain. He was completely lost, his eyes shut tight and his jaw slack--too gone even for words. His hips started moving and I bit back another cry. That didn’t feel good either, but I focused on him to try and keep quiet.

Matt’s lips kept moving, like he was trying to speak and couldn’t. At least he was enjoying himself. Only moments passed before he grimaced, his jaw tightening as he went suddenly faster and every muscle in his body tightened.
“Zack! Oh, god!”

My eyes went wide as he came and even thought I was horrified and disappointed, I’d never seen anything so sexy in my life.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry, Z…” He panted as he collapsed over me.
I shoved both my hands to his chest, but he didn’t budge. I whimpered, “Please get outta me, dude.”
Matt pulled out way too fast and I cried out again, rolling away from him into a ball. Not really very manly, but at the moment I sure didn’t give a shit. I let the tears fall and felt him pull me back against his chest.

“Zack, I’m so sorry...what can I do? Did I hurt you? Please…” He stammered as his hand caressed my hip. The pain quickly ebbed away and I nuzzled my face into the inside of his arm where it rested under my head.

“Just hold me, Matt.”
“That, I can do,” He kissed my cheek and I grinned wryly. He kept soothing his hands over my skin, making me feel all kinds of weird things that weren’t lust, “Did it...ever feel good? At any point?”
I turned enough to look into his hurt hazel eyes, “To be honest, no. Not even a little. Maybe...take me slower next time?”
Suddenly, his dimples lit up the night, “Next time?”
“Yeah.” I shrugged, “Whenever that is.”

His husky laugh greeted my ear and I shivered as he ran a hand up the middle of my chest, “Ya know...if I can get you excited again, I’ll let you fuck me. If you want.”
My eyes popped wide open as I turned again to blink at him. What what now?

In all my sexual yearnings, the blossoming of my young sexuality, I had never once thought about fucking a dude. Only being fucked by one. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want to.

“You serious.”
“Deadly.” He smirked, “Maybe don’t make the same mistake I did. Like you said..” The hunk kissed under my ear and I hardened in a second flat, “Take me slowly.”

And just like that, the passion ignited again. We were kissing and fondling and he even got hard again. But when I sat up to grab a condom, he turned over, giving me a sexy look as he rested his head on his folded up arms. I stared over his body and that round ass. I totally wanted to fuck him just like that, but I’d let him fuck me face to face.
I huffed. He blushed.
“I...I think I can relax the most this way. Please?”
I laughed and put a rubber on, kissing over his expansive shoulders, “Whatever you need, Matt.”
It would be years before he let me fuck him face to face. It’s just how he was. Completely uncomfortable with his sexuality, despite how much he loved and wanted me.

I lubed up my cock, but decided to give him a finger first. While I’d played with a single finger plenty of times, I doubted that he had. His fine ass clenched tight as he groaned really loud.
Matt grabbed a pillow in both hands and stuffed it to his face, practically yelling ‘holy shit’ into it. I giggled and moved the finger and he reached back with a hand to stop me, breathless.

“Wow, okay, dude, you’re gonna make me come like that….just...damn...no wonder you wanted this…” He settled back the way he’d been, telling me he wanted my cock now. My eyes rolled back in my head, wondering if he should just talk me off instead.

Taking my dick in my hand, I found him and pushed just my head in.

Holy. Ever. Living. Fuck.

Matt squeezed around my shaft as he once again buried his face in the pillow. From this angle it was really hard to tell if he was in pain or pleasure, so I pushed forward a little. Oh, god.

But I couldn’t stop there. All restraint left and I could see why he’d taken me the way he had. I had zero control over what my hips were doing. I thrust forward with wild abandon, passion churning in my gut as his warm, tight passageway relented to me.
Hold on, Matty. Almost there.
I faintly heard his masculine cry that most definitely wasn’t from pleasure. But all I cared about was getting this over with, coming hard inside that ass.

“Matt, I’m gonna come--” I whispered as I reached my peak, the most glorious feelings ever exploding out of my cock.

As I came to, I realized I’d been holding onto his wonderful asscheeks while I fucked him. I eased my grip and pulled out as gently as possible. Matt tensed and shuddered, doing the same exact thing I had--rolling onto his side so he wasn’t looking at me. Throwing away my condom first, I cuddled up to his back and tried to soothe him, giving him a minute.

He flinched when I touched him, but didn’t pull away. I ran my hand over his side and back and down his arm, “Sorry. I got a little carried away, too.”
Matt didn’t say much until his breathing finally evened out and I felt his body relax a little. He turned around and entangled our arms and legs together, kissing my lips in a chaste kiss.

“That...wasn’t what I was expecting, but it was awesome. Some of it anyway.” His brow furrowed, “I assume when one of us can last longer than five seconds, maybe it’ll get easier.” That lightened the mood and we both smiled. He stroked my cheek, “Seriously. I’ve wanted you for so long now, I’m really glad to finally get to hold you.”
I blushed hard, “Me?! You’re the one who turned into a total hunk overnight. Don’t know how I was expected to keep my hands to myself.” I smirked and dragged myself closer to him, leaning my head back so he’d kiss me.

Matt smiled sideways as his cock got ideas and I threw my thigh over his hip, “I’ve needed you ever since you started giving me those sultry looks every damn day six months ago.”
I ran my tongue over my lip rings as my hand trailed south and slowly wrapped around his length. Damn, he felt good in my hand. Maybe there was something else we could do.
I gave him that look he was just referring to and kissed down his perfect body to lick at his already dripping cockhead.

“Zack...fuck...I can’t believe you’re….” He swept at my bangs and I stared up at him as I placed his dick in my mouth and sucked. I couldn’t get very much of it in there, and I had to focus to not scrape my teeth on him. He was just so big. Matt didn’t seem to care how much fit in my mouth, whatever I did pulled all kinds of sexy noises from him. Hell yeah. Go me.

Before I knew it, my own ass ached for him again--despite how much it had hurt before. Maybe we could do this right this time. I climbed up his body to kiss his lips. He pulled away because my lips had just been around his own cock, but I just grinned at him.
“Zack, that felt incredible...w--why’d you stop? I mean, I can warn you before I--”

I pushed a finger to his mouth, “I want you to fuck me again. This time use your fingers first, then cock. Capiche?”
A huge grin covered his cut face as all his dimples came out, “Hell yes I capiche. Just tell me when you’re ready, okay?” He scrambled around like a kid in a candy story until we were in our former position, my knees open as he tried to pleasure me.

Just one finger had me stuffing a pillow over my face. His hands were like, twice the size of my own and that one finger was so thick and long, just like his cock. I whined as he moved and tried not to come.
“Two, Matty, wow, that feels uuuhhhmazinnnggggg….” I cried out when he added one. He was laughing at me and I didn’t give a fuck. I wriggled around it felt so good. I fought the urge to jerk off right it front of him.

“Can’t believe my cock was in there…” Matt groaned, “You’re so fucking tight...relax, Zack…”
I did not want to relax. I wanted to come. But I also wanted to be there for him. And I wanted to feel him inside me. So I attempted to ease up, and he felt it.
“That’s it, baby.”

Baby?

In the throes of passion we say weird things, so I let it go. It was weird, though, my best friend in the world calling me ‘baby’. I could tell he thought it was weird, too, but he covered my mouth with his before either of us could say anything. He started scissoring his two fingers and I moaned loudly into his kiss, followed by a really sad whimper.

“Good, huh?” His dark hazel eyes captured mine as he grinned egotistically.
I let my head fall back, panting in need for him and not caring how I sounded, “Dick me, Sanders.”
Dick me?
Matt stifled his laugh by necking me before pulling back and sitting back on his feet. I’d never been so fucking horny than at that moment. Watching him roll on protection, stroke himself for lubrication...goddammit I needed his dick so badly I could feel it in every nerve in my body. But I simply lay there, breathing hard and attempting to give him that look I now knew drove him nuts. When I bit my lip, Matt shook his head and pressed against my entrance until he popped in.

Once again—blinding pain. But...less of it. I fought to stay relaxed and tried to breathe, “Move, Matty—“
“Holy shit, Z—“ Matt groaned as soon as he sunk a little deeper and gently moved in and out. When he wrapped those long fingers around my cock--that’s when the world turned on its axis. My back felt like it bent in half as I arched back--pleasure so intense my toes curled and I mewled like a hurt kitten. I felt his cock slide the rest of the way in and that was it. I was done.

“Zack! You can’t! Just! Oh, fuck…” Matt thrust one more time and this time I could feel him as his cock pulsed.
I whined higher and louder, the sensation accenting the beautiful feelings racing through me as I came all over myself, by my new lover’s hand and cock.
“Oh god it’s so good…” Matt moaned as he finished himself off, head tilting back as he slowly moved in and out of my body.

When his eyes slowly blinked open, he looked down at me and smirked--eyes raking over my cum-covered tummy and then down to where he was still inside me. Gently pulling out first, he held himself over me as I followed his gaze with mine. Matt bent to kiss me and for the first time that night it was waaaaay intimate. Before, it had been mostly passionate, but...this...it was affectionate.
“Zack…” He breathed out raggedly when we pulled apart, his hand at my cheek, “That was amazing. I take it...it hurt less that time?” He smiled, looking down at my mess.
I blushed and smiled back, “Much less.” I bit my lip, already wondering when the next time we got to do that was.

When Matt got up to go to the bathroom, I put my hands over my face. What was happening?! I’d waited so fucking long for this and here it was. Oh my god, he’d felt so incredible inside me, somehow even better than I’d imagined it.

“Zack?”

I dropped my hands to see him standing there staring at my cock. Dammit, thinking about him had me already hard again. Jesus Christ. I blushed hard and bit my lip, leaning up on my elbows and giving him a look from under my bangs, “Um...I miss you?”

He laughed deeply, throwing a hand towel at my face. I caught it with a giggle and cleaned myself off. The moment I was done, Matt caught my wrist with a sideways grin as my eyes widened.
“Your tight ass has me currently down for the count. How about I suck your cock?”

I spluttered helplessly like a dork as Matt knelt at the end of the bed. I sat up, watching in awe as he put my dick in his mouth. Okay, that was the best shit ever….

“Matt….” I ran a hand over his short hair and stopped at the nape of his neck, grasping without pulling, “God that’s amazing…” Granted, I’d never had anything but my hand around my cock before tonight, but holy fucking shit man….Matt was incredible, “How are you…?” I croaked, “Fuck….that, my god that!” I squeaked when he took my direction and did more of that. His tongue was thickly running up and down the underside of my cock, up and around my head and back down again. It was the best thing fucking everrrrrr, “Matt….I-I’m gonna---!!”

I guess I didn’t warn him in time--due to the world-ending finish that blinded me when it hit and rendered me useless as a functioning human. I cradled his head on my cock as I pulsed into his mouth, mewling and vibrating.

The second I was done, Matt jumped up and headed for the bathroom. I heard gagging sounds and the water running and couldn’t help but cower with embarrassment. Was my come that disgusting? To be fair, the thought of swallowing didn’t exactly sound appetizing to me, either. I flushed and pulled my boxers back on just as Matt stood in the doorway and sauntered back over to me.

“Sorry, Zack...nothing against you, just...never done that before, ya know--” Matt rambled adorably as he sat next to me. I stopped him with a kiss to his cheek, to which he put a hand to my side.
“It’s okay, big guy. After that blow job, I honestly don’t care,” I gave him my eyes again, “You were fucking awesome.”
Matt moved my bangs with a smile, “The least I could do for that tight ass.” His devilish smirk was back and I inwardly sighed.

We both lay back on the bed, speechless. Would this change things? What did this mean?
Matt had his boxers back on, staring at the ceiling as the perfect god he was.

“Is it weird that I want to cuddle with you right now?” He turned his eyes to me, the honest look in them making me choke on my breath.
I smiled wide, “All gay jokes aside, no.” Tentatively, I put my head on his shoulder and he didn’t hesitate to wrap me up in those ripped arms. Fuck he smelled like heaven. Gross, teenage, sweaty Heaven. I couldn’t help myself. I turned into his neck and started bubbling away.
His large hand cradled my head as he let out a low grumble, “Dude, I’m apparently so gay...this is fucking awesome…”
I pulled back with a giggle, “You weren’t sure?” I mean...even if he hadn’t wanted me, I could tell he was into guys.
“How could I be? I’d never had sex!”
“Yeah but you watch porn, right? Do you watch straight porn? Ever?”
“Well, no. But that shit's awful.”
I shrugged and went back to his neck, “True.” When my dick refused to respond, I climbed onto his abs giving Matt a good, hard kiss, “I could try riding you.”
His eyes widened, “Y-you sure?”

Even though I wasn’t hard, I was still dying for him to fill me again. I nodded, biting my lip when he put both hands behind his head. He knew what he was doing. I sat up and straddled him, grinning down at him when I felt him thicken underneath me. Sliding off his body, I removed both our boxers and ripped open another condom. This was getting ridiculous, but we’d never had sex and we were two horny as fuck dudes. I licked my lips as I rolled it down his cock, already trembling for him to be inside me.
Leaning over to distract him with a deep kiss, I positioned myself over him and eventually felt his end pressing and spreading my entrance. Matt held my lips against his as he slowly slid inside me. We both moaned loudly into the kiss. I broke away, breathing hard and burying my face in his neck as I adjusted to his girth. Jesus Christ it was so fucking good.

Taking a deep breath, I gently sat up. When I pulled up his cock, we both fell apart.
“Matt—oh damn—“
The giant hunk underneath me leaned back, his sexy hands grasping at my thighs, “Z-Zack—th-that’s fantastic—“ Matt groaned as I took all of him and slid back up and down again.

Goddammit. I wasn’t hard but that wasn’t going to stop me from coming again, soon. I sped up, trying to get him off too.

“Fuck—“ I scratched at his thick chest and I guess that clued him in. Matt grabbed my soft dick and I spurt what little I had left, shivering around his thick cock. Dammit. I definitely had to work on lasting, geez.

When I made to get off Matt, he sat up and held me down on him--big arms around my waist as his darling hazel eyes sweet talked me. Bot his dimples came out as he spread his fingerspan over my back. I fell into the deep chasms in his cheeks as he rolled his hips up and started a slow rhythm up into me. Oh, god. It was smooth and shallow, unlike anything we’d done so far. Wow.

“I’m so close, Zack. Don’t make me leave you now...please let me come in that sweet ass….”

I groaned at his words and pulled lightly at his short hair. I couldn’t help but grind my hips, especially when it made him moan. His breathing and sexy little noises escalated as we moved together. He buried his face in my neck as he grunted into his finish. Fuck Without the fog of my own orgasm taking over, I could feel him in such greater detail and saw every tic on his face, in his muscles.

“Oh, Zack….” Matt mumbled against my skin, still holding me with his hands. I pulled off and a few minutes later once again found myself in his arms. He mumbled into my hair, “Don’t know how I’m getting home after that…”

I chuckled, “Then stay. You know my parents won’t mind. And yes, you’re in no shape even to walk anywhere.”
“Alright. You pulled my leg.”
And it was seconds before we were both fast asleep.

It would be many, many years before we fully committed to one another, but we always knew. That was the night I fell in love with my best friend.

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Notes

Whewwwww. Yikes.
I like Macky in all forms, way too much.
Hope you guys enjoyed that! Storms Macky is so sticky sweet adorable.