Developing secret
Bestfriends: The Secret Behind ItYoungbae started daydreaming about Jiyong, and another friend, Seunghyun, and other friends. He daydreamed about them in their Speedos rubbing against each other. He started noticing boys' butts at swim practice; and not just their butts, but their bodies and faces as well. Changing with everybody for practice one morning, it finally dawned on him that they could even rub on each other . Oh sheet, what a wicked idea!
Youngbae kept waiting for Jiyong to rub on him the way he had before, because he figured he could roll over under him and they could rub together. But for motherer sake, Jiyong didn't try. Youngbae even lay on the daybed exactly like before to try his luck. Nothing. So finally, after waiting for what seemed like a week, he decided to take the initiative. He got the opportunity one afternoon when Jiyong and him were alone at the latter house. Jiyong was on his stomach on the floor, watching some rerun on TV -- Youngbae wasn't paying attention to the TV because he was looking at Jiyong’s and growing hard as a rock, and building up his courage. Finally, Youngbae got off the couch and knelt astride Jiyong’s . And then he lay down onto Jiyong, pressing his upturned down into his crack.
Jiyong tensed under him. Youngbae’s cheek was against the back of Jiyong’s hair -- he had a dark hair with dark blue highlight -- and Youngbae remembered thinking Jiyong smelled good. Very slowly, Youngbae rubbed his hardon in Jiyong crack. His cheeks clenched. Youngbae rubbed more firmly. Jiyong sort of rubbed his up against the man on top.
"You wanna get ?" Youngbae asked in a whisper behind his ear.
Jiyong nodded, silently. He wasn't as quiet as his sister Sarah, but he didn't always say much.
Youngbae climbed off and stood up. Jiyong rolled onto his and his eyes locked onto the tent in Youngbae’s shorts. Jiyong had a , too. It pointed up his belly to the waistband of his shorts. On impulse, Youngbae placed his bare foot on it. Jiyong' eyelids drooped and his head fell back. Youngbae kept his foot there, rubbing the underside of Jiyong’s , and pulled his own shirt off.
"Wait," Jiyong said. "Let's go to my room."
Youngbae stepped back to let Jiyong get to his feet. His shorts tented even more than Youngbae did. Youngbae followed him with his shirt in his hand, watching Jiyong’s flex under his shorts as he walked. They got into Jiyong’s room, and he locked the door behind them. He leaned back against it, and his eyes dropped to Youngbae’s groin again. So Youngbae shoved his shorts and underwear off his hips and let them drop to the floor.
Jiyong swallowed hard and his lips dryly. He pushed down his shorts and underwear, stepping out of them. Then he stepped up to Youngbae in just his shirt, his wagging. He had a good one, too. Thicker and longer than Youngbae’s – Youngbae’s was, even back then, only on the long side of average. Of course, at that age, being on the edge of puberty and all, their seemed huge on their own bodies compared to what they had been only a year or two before. So anyway, Youngbae thought Jiyong’s looked awesome, literally. He started it. Youngbae started his.
Jiyong stepped even closer. "I'll do yours if you do mine," he said in a thick voice.
Youngbae took his hand from his , and jiyong closed his around bae’s. Younbae’s breath caught and his jaw dropped. "!" he murmured. He was speechless. Jiyong’s hand felt incredible.
"Your skin his hot," Jiyong said in a whisper. He slid Bae’s skin up and down his shaft and his knees almost buckled. ", you're hard!" Jiyong said again.
Youngbae put his hand on jiyong’s strong shoulder to steady himself.
"Put your hand on mine," Jiyong told Youngbae.
So he did. Youngbae lifted Jiyong’s hard groin on his palm and closed his fingers around it.
Youngbae’s has always been pretty straight, but Jiyong’s had an upward curve, and it was thick. Youngbae immediately noticed the same things about Jiyong’s that he had noticed about Youngbae’s -- the heat, the surprising hardness -- but also the thickness. Hold Jiyong’s made Youngbae’s grew even harder. At least it felt like it.
They one another,
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