Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t believe I just walked in on Grayson jacking off, it’s a day I will never forget, but why didn’t I knock first. It’s only our second day at the lake house and hopefully he isn’t too pissed about me walking in on him. I can’t erase the image of him jacking off from my mind and while I felt embarrassed about the whole situation, I also find myself attracted to him. I’d been curious since age twelve but never acted on it, mainly because I had a stronger attraction to girls than I did other guys. I’ve been friends with Gray since meeting him in the eighth grade. We had a lot of the same classes and that’s how our friendship began. We did everything together from studying to being there for each other when something was wrong. After my bad and painful breakup from Emily about six months ago, Gray was there for me. What he didn’t know was I developed feelings for him during that time. I’d always thought he was a good-looking dude, but I became heavily attracted to him to the point that my dick would get rock hard most of the time I was around him. As much as I wanted him, I knew he only liked me as a friend.
When I saw Gray on the bed with his boxers down around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand, I got turned on instantly. A part of me wanted to join and explore with him. I’ve often pictured him jacking off in my mind while I rubbed one out myself, but never thought I’d actually see it. I’m so confused, but not too ashamed; why should I be, it’s not like I can control what turned me on and what didn’t. What if he brings it up, what do I say? Do I.... Should I... Fuck it, it’s getting late and I’m kind of tired. Hopefully things between us won’t be too awkward in the morning. We had a really great time hiking today and by the time we made it back, it was nearly 1:30 pm. We were out goofing around and exploring as usually did and there were no awkward moments. When worked up such an appetite that as soon as we got back, we sat down to eat lunch. As we ate our food and talked, I kept thinking about how he would react if I told him about the feelings, I started developing for him. Would he laugh in my face? Would it make him upset? Will it end our friendship? I tried not getting too worked up over it, but I was really having this urge to tell him everything. I want to tell him about my feelings and about me being Tumblr’s little brother and tell him about my secret Tumblr account. I snapped back to reality when he pulled out his phone and got up from the table and said, “I’m going to take a shower.” He ran upstairs and I started cleaning the kitchen before I went to take my shower. After cleaning the kitchen and my body, I decided to go downstairs to watch TV. I really tried to focus on the TV, but something kept telling me to go upstairs and see what he was up to in his room. After I walked in on him that day, it seemed like he didn’t care. He never brought it up and I damn sure wasn’t going to bring it up. I debated it in my head for a little while before getting up and going upstairs. When I got up there, I noticed that his door was cracked open a little. I stared through the opening and saw him sitting on the edge of his bed listening to music and only wearing shorts and socks. |
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