The Weekend by greenhornet73
Alex is home alone with his best friend for a weekend that will change their views and feelings for each other. , The weekend.
Friday-Alex.
My parents were out of town for the weekend, three days of pure freedom and bliss. Everyone expects you to run a big ass party when you are home alone for the weekend, but let’s face it, sometimes chilling home alone is even better.
It was a warm June weekend, sunny, not a cloud in sight. I was laying in my bed, looking out of the window and planning the day ahead. It was a perfect day to use the backyard pool; swim, get tanned and relax. I thought about it for a minute. Maybe having some company wouldn’t be a bad idea. I got my cellphone out and texted Daniel. My best friend in the whole wide world.
“Hey I’m home alone for the weekend. Bring your stuff so you can stay over” I quickly texted.
“Got anything in mind?” was his reply.
“Chilling at the pool, having some beers, the usual” I texted back.
“Awesome, talk to my folks, be there soon” he replied 5 minutes later.
So with that in mind I got myself changed to my swimming suit so I could be ready before he arrived. “Not so bad” I thought as I contemplated myself in the mirror wearing only my swimming suit. I was a fairly ordinary 18 year old boy. I was about 6 feet, had black hair with round brown eyes. My face was fairly pleasant, if I do say so myself, and I had a pretty nice body in my opinion. I wasn’t muscular or anything but I was well built.
My cellphone rang about an hour later. It was Daniel, he was here with a six pack of our favorite beer. That’s why he is my best friend, he is always prepared. I opened the door for him and there he stood smiling that mischievous white smile of his. He was, objectively, a handsome boy. He had wavy, brown hair and a pair of round, green eyes; they were basically two emeralds shinning through that wicked smile of his, I could easily see why girls were into him.
He got inside and he made himself at home. It was after all a second home to him. Daniel and I, we’ve known each other since we were 4. Ever since we met we have been inseparable. We are those kind of friends who are able to communicate between each other with just a glance. Sure we’ve had our ups and downs, all friends fight eventually. But we’ve always made it work; we are an unbreakable duo.
“I see you are ready!” he said looking at me wearing only my swimming wear.
“Well, it is a perfect day to go swimming after all” I said as I gestured to the pool outside.
We made our way to the pool with our six pack and little speaker so we could listen to music. I dove into the pool while Daniel took a sip of his beer and took his shirt off so he could join me in the pool.
And so we chilled. Swimming and talking about nonsense while we had a couple of beers. That’s the dream of every 18 year old boy who doesn’t have a care in the world. Eventually the conversation turned to sex as it usually does. We started talking about which girls we found hot in school and the reasons why we found them hot. As it is bound to happen when you are talking about boobs, I started getting horny (the beer wasn’t helping either).
“Man, we should just talk about something else” I said lazily “or else I might sport soon a huge ass boner from all this talk”
“Pluh-eez!” scoffed Daniel “That thing is so tiny it’d be barely noticeable”
“Spend a lot of time thinking about my dick?” I asked jokingly.
“Not much to think about, really” he replied as he splashed water in my direction.
“Still you think about it” I answered with some more water in his direction.
“Bastard! That one got into my eye! You are dead” he lunged at me. So an underwater wrestled match started between us. A difficult one at that. The water made everything more difficult and the beer made me lazy. I tried gripping at him and pin him down to no success, if I’m being honest. The result fo the wrestling match was just our bodies being smashed together in the water. Daniel must’ve gotten tired of it, because he wrestled free of me and got out of the pool.
“Don’t be a sore loser!” I yelled at him as I got out of the pool and tackled him. He started wrestling me again while laughing. Both of our bodies fighting to get control in an entanglement of water and sweat. He was trying to roll me over, but I managed to pin him down completely. My whole body was on top of him, so there was no getting free now. We were both panting now from the effort. I smirked at him arrogantly. I had won. Yet I noticed something curious; my pelvis was way too close of his in this position. Too close. In fact they were touching each other, I realized.
That’s when it started to happen. I started feeling it coming. I was starting to get hard, right there. What a horror! My dick was getting hard right over my best friend’s balls. I panicked and released Daniel quickly so I could sit and hide my boner with my legs.
“Hey, everything ok? You look weird” he he asked concerned as he sat up.
“Yeah, no, it’s nothing really, just a bad cramp, too much beer” I said trying to act normal. My face was betraying me, it was red as a burning sun.
“Yeah it must be a huge cramp” he said in a weird tone as he sat up “Beer can do that to you” he added, again with the same weird tone.
Daniel went to lay down and enjoy the sun. “Hope you get better dude!” he piped as he closed his eyes and put his face to the sun.
I was very embarrassed. Did I just get hard because of Daniel? Surely it must have been an accident. Random boners happen all the time, this was just bad timing. Yet again…
I looked at Daniel. He was all stretched out, taking in the sun. Then I really looked. He was pretty well made for a dude. He was as tall as me, but he had more muscle in him. And he looked more grown, more man in a way. It must be the body hair, he was definitely hairier than me. His legs were sprinkled with thick brown hair, as were his forearms; he was also starting to grow some thin dark brown hair right in the middle of his chest which lead to an increasingly thick line of hair that ran through his well defined abs, a line that ran all the way down to the bulge in his swimming shorts. That bulge, the bulge that hid his dick. I wondered, what would he look like naked? Maybe his balls are as hairy as his legs.
Man, I was getting hard again. And this time I was getting hard from looking at Daniel, there was no doubt. What was going on? Surely the beer, yes definitely the beer is making me stupid. I waited for my boner to go down and I joined Daniel. We stayed there for a while and we ordered a pizza.
After our pizza we got inside the house, the sun was setting in anyways and we were all dried up. I looked at Daniel as we were getting inside. His ass isn’t that bad-STOP! That’s the alcohol speaking. I tried pushing those thoughts away, they gave me an awkward, hard to describe feeling. Sexual thoughts they are-NO! I couldn’t be thinking about my best friend like that. Not in a sexual way. I wasn’t gay. Neither was him. Yet today he looked different; today there was a different vibe to their usual banter. Whatever it was, it had all started with that wrestling. It must be the beer, yeah, definitely the beer.