by Zane Menzy
Keegan had driven himself and his mother out there at 11 am so they could have a family lunch and celebrate his birthday before the drunken festivities began. The reluctant birthday boy found himself smiling and nodding through the conversation with aunts and uncles that focused on what he planned to do next year. It was awkward trying to say he no longer planned to move to Auckland and study. One by one their faces dropped in surprise at hearing what to them seemed an abrupt change of heart. It wasn’t like he could tell them the real reason. “Oh well I saw my best friend’s cock six months ago and I wanna hang around here with him and see how that goes.”
Once lunch was finished and the gifting of presents over with, his extended family all made their way back to their own homes, leaving him to get ready for his big night. Keegan grabbed his overnight bag from the car, made his way back inside to use the bathroom and get changed into something he hoped Liam would appreciate.
He changed into a slim fitting white t-shirt he had strategically chosen to show off his tanned arms and tight frame. For his lower half he got changed into a pair of brand new thorn-colored shorts to show off his toned legs. It wasn’t like Liam would be in to checking out male legs or Keegan’s bronzed arms, but still, there was a strange thrill in dressing nice for one special person.
The afternoon dragged on at a slow pace. Keegan sat in the lounge with his mum and grandparents, fidgeting with his hands anxiously, waiting for the arrival of his guests. As planned and to his heart and cocks delight; Liam was the first to show up.
Keegan rushed out to the driveway—a little too eagerly—to welcome his best mate. The warm day outside pounced on him with deceptive heat, its small summer breeze a big blessing as it licked his skin with tiny kisses of relief. He stepped speedily up the drive to join Liam standing beside his parked car.
You look perfect as always!
Liam was wearing a pair of dirty denim jeans and a lime green t-shirt, a pair of shades covered his electric blue eyes; he carried a box of bourbons under his arm. Liam’s chiseled jaw line was accentuated with the shadow of an unshaven face that was on the verge of resembling a hipster beard.
Keegan envied his mate’s ability to grow one but then he wasn’t surprised. Liam had always been a step ahead of him and most classmates through puberty, having started shaving as soon as he turned 13 while it was another two years before Keegan could claim to join the ranks of face shavers.
Liam had enjoyed ribbing him about being more than a few steps behind. The two had always been competitive like best mates tend to be—Liam probably more so. Keegan gave up trying to compete with Liam who always won; he was sportier, taller, funnier, hotter… the guy probably had a bigger cock too. Liam was so competitive, Keegan imagined his best mate wouldn’t rule out measuring just to win another battle.
There’s a thought?
Liam flashed Keegan a smile and hollered, “Hey, birthday boy!”
Keegan returned a smile of his own. “Hey, man. Good to see you made it.”
“Of course I made it. If I didn’t turn up who else is gonna show,” Liam teased.
Keegan rolled his eyes. “Does that mean you’re the entertainment for the evening? Are you gonna jump naked out of my cake or something?” He felt like a rebel spilling a homoerotic image.
Liam’s lip curled. “If I’m doing that, then it’s money up front.”
Keegan laughed while secretly wishing he did have money to pay for such a sight. Before they even took a step back towards the house, Liam grabbed Keegan’s arm. His moist, warm fingers sent fuzzy pins and needles down Keegan’s spine.
“Look on the passenger seat. That’s your prezzie,” Liam said.
Keegan craned his neck around, looking inside Liam’s car. On the seat was a sleek white envelope. He opened the door, retrieving his gift and ripped it open. He pulled out a yellow card which had a comical looking hamster on the front singing into a microphone. Keegan chuckled at the funny image and opened the card to see “Happy Birthday! It’s Hamster Time.”
Keegan was about to groan at the corny birthday message ‘till he saw Liam’s writing underneath. Butterflies fluttered in his tummy.
Happy Birthday to the best friend a guy could ask for. On this day, your day of days I officially grant you one birthday wish. Liam
Keegan looked at Liam. “Thanks, man. So what does a birthday wish get me?”
Liam grinned. “Anything you like, consider me the birthday genie.”
“Okay, birthday genie, I would like a million dollars.”
Liam coughed for effect. “Sorry, Keegan, but the birthday genie deals with realistic and achievable wishes, not pipe dreams.”
Keegan grinned and nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Look inside again,” Liam said. He pointed at the torn envelope.
Keegan fished his fingers in and plucked out a condom. “Umm thanks but I do have my own at home,” he said, confused by the random added gift.
“Yeah, but you’ve been a virgin so fucking long they are probably all due to expire.” Liam laughed at his own joke. “And just between you and me you’re definitely gonna be needing this tonight.” Liam arched his eyebrows excitedly.
“Huh. What do you mean?”
Liam leaned in closer to Keegan’s face and began whispering as if invisible people would hear. “I spoke with Cherry Hutchins and she told me that Tessa’s birthday present to you is a fuck.” Liam pulled his face back and returned his voice to a normal level. “No shit. A fuck! Tonight, Keegan Andrews, you join the club.”
Keegan stared down at the condom between his fingers. He felt a rush of excitement flow through his body. I’m finally gonna do it! He looked up at Liam who stood there with a goofy grin. Keegan narrowed his eyes. “And you’re sure? Cherry wasn’t just bullshitting? You’re not just bullshitting?”
Liam laughed at his suspicion. “I wouldn’t kid about something like this. This is full on legit, so I suggest you get inside and make sure you wash your cock.”
Keegan cringed at the instruction. “I can assure you my cock is clean.”
Liam shrugged. “No girl likes a case of dick pong, bro, just giving you the heads up.”
Keegan laughed at the comment. “Dick pong, now that’s a new one.”
Keegan slipped the rubber into his pocket and they walked back towards the house. When they got inside Liam put on his family friendly persona and talked with Keegan’s mum and grandparents. They asked Liam the tired question, “What are your plans next year?”
Liam rattled off excitedly how he was going to enroll in an electrical engineering course and was going to work part-time for his uncle’s lawn mowing business. Keegan wondered how good Liam would look after a year spent mowing lawns. He had beautiful pale skin and Keegan wondered if a tan would enhance or detract from Liam’s sex appeal. Keegan sat silently, watching his friend’s lips move as he continued on about his big plans for next year. Liam’s lips were perfect like the rest of him, not too big and not too thin, just right. Perfect for sucking my cock! The mere thought began to bring on a stiffy that Keegan had to discretely push down with his elbow. He tried focusing his mind somewhere else but it landed on Tess and the fact he would be inside her before the night was over. His cock swelled again, pressing its warmth into his thigh.
His grandfather’s voice caught him by surprise. “You boys are welcome to use the pool if you like.” Kegan’s grandfather stood up and walked towards the lounge window, looking out at the backyard. “Yep, it’s all cleaned out and ready for summer but me and your nana are too bloody old to use it.” He ran a hand through his snowy, white hair and shook his head like he regretted having a pool.
“Speak for yourself, old man.” Keegan’s grandmother chuckled.
“I would be keen but I didn’t bring any togs with me,” Liam said.
“I’ve got a spare pair of shorts if you wanna borrow them?” Keegan offered. He hoped Liam would say yes. An easy excuse to see him with less clothes on.
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nbsp; Liam bit down on his lip, nodding slowly. “Okay, sure. Why not.” He stood up from his seat. “Where’s these shorts of yours?”
Keegan looked up at him, he knew Liam was waiting for him to stand up, but he was worried his cock’s arousal would still be visible. “Uh, yep, I’ll show you.” Keegan leaned forward and retied his shoe laces to try and buy some time. The quick stalling tactic was just the pause he needed to be sure he was well and truly flaccid. He sprung to his feet and led Liam through to the hallway where his overnight bag of clothes sat in one of the spare rooms. The blue room as it was called on account of its bright teal walls.
Once they had entered the room, Liam stood still, legs apart and arms akimbo. He reached for his sun glasses and took them off, placing them on a dressing table to the side. Keegan was glad to see the blue windows to his friend’s soul finally make an appearance.
“I’m not sure I can really be arsed to go for a swim, ya know?” Liam said.
“Oh, come on. We have a couple hours before the others turn up. We may as well,” Keegan replied. He began rummaging through his bag for a spare pair of shorts, not wanting Liam to bail on the idea. Keegan pulled out a pair of red shorts that had been lurking at the bottom of the bag. He handed them across to Liam.
“Well I guess it is your birthday, so if you fancy a swim then I do to.”
“Exactly, man. Its best friend tax,” Keegan joked.
Liam held up the shorts in front of his face, inspecting their size. “You think these’ll fit?” He squinted his eyes as if calculating their exact size. “You’re a bit smaller than me.” The words didn’t sound complimentary.
“Piss off, you’re just fat is all.” Keegan smiled.
Liam choked on a laugh then flipped him the bird. “Fuck off, I’m not fat. It’s called muscle, dork.”
Liam was right. It was muscle. Although not huge, he certainly possessed a healthy physique from his years of football training and his newly acquired passion for the gym. Keegan looked out the corner of his eye as Liam proceeded to unzip his jeans. Keegan pretended to fuss around with his bag while keeping his eyes gazing towards Liam’s undressing.
His sexy friend scuffed off his shoes, removed his black socks, tugging his jeans down his thighs, exposing a pair of tight hugging orange briefs that jutted out the front over his packing bulge. Keegan swallowed a dry lump of wanting down his throat as he saw the pants continue down past Liam’s knees, exposing his mate’s pale, hairy legs. Lines of definition ran down the side of Liam’s thighs as he raised his legs up one at a time to free his feet from the jeans.
Keegan had seen Liam undress plenty of times through their years of friendship, but this was the first time since Keegan’s sexual awakening. He basked in the horny glory of Liam stripping, his virgin eyes taking in every detail. It was like seeing Liam in a whole new light, Keegan letting himself pay attention to random things he had never bothered to notice before. Our feet look the same size. I never knew your legs were so hairy. He withheld the primal urge to lunge over and grab hold of Liam’s thighs, wanting so badly to know how Liam would feel in his hand.
There wasn’t a part of this sexy fucker Keegan wouldn’t touch, kiss or lick. Liam slipped his thumbs between the elastic of his briefs, swooping them down his long legs, freeing his cock and balls from the tight fabric.
Keegan’s eyes burned like radars, locking in on a target. Now that is a beautiful cock. Liam’s dick dangled, proudly on show below his tidily trimmed pubes, his big balls appearing freshly smooth. He manscapes the hell out of down there. The thought made Keegan realize trimming was a practice he should adopt.
Liam raised the pair of swimming shorts up his legs, ending the free show much to Keegan’s disappointment. Liam lifted his face just as the shorts covered up his privates.
Keegan’s heart pounded with fear thinking he had been snapped. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’ve been busted checking him out.
Liam surprised him with a smile. “Well, come on, Keegan. Hurry up.”
Keegan knew he couldn’t be naked in front of Liam. Not now he had another inconvenient boner growing in his pants. “Yeah, I’ll umm… meet you out there,” he replied, sounding flustered.
Liam tilted his head, pulling a funny face. “Okay, weirdo.” He smiled. “See you outside.” He stripped off his shirt and dropped it atop of his jeans and briefs that lay crumpled on the floor. He turned and made his way out the room, letting Keegan admire his defined back and broad shoulders before disappearing around the corner.
Keegan’s pounding chest began to subside. He took a deep breath, grateful for Liam not knowing the real reason for his weirdness. Still buzzing from what felt like a private show, Keegan finally fetched his own togs from the bottom of his bag, disrobing himself of his clean clothes. With his swimming trunks in his hand he walked to the mirror hanging on the bedroom wall. He studied his slim, naked frame. He placed a hand to his small nipples, running his fingers south to the faint outline of abs that decorated his stomach. He patted his taunt tummy, staring down at the thin, hairy strip of his snail trail which led down to his untrimmed pubes.
Remembering how tidy Liam was down below brought on a flush of self-consciousness. Would Tess complain about him being so hairy down there? It wasn’t like he had the time or equipment with him to lock himself away and shave his nuts especially for his present.
Keegan sighed, raising his hand to his head, running it through his overgrown hair, its blonde tips furling into untamed curls. Standing feeling sorry for himself that he didn’t look more like Liam, a flash of orange caught his eye in the mirrors reflection. A pang of sexual hunger gripped his gut when he realized what it was. Liam’s briefs!
Keegan bit down on his lip, tasting temptation. He knew instantly he would capitulate and do something he most definitely should not do. He craned his neck around, casting his eyes to his best mate’s undies on the floor then across to the open door. In snappy, quick steps, he walked across and pressed the door firmly shut. He pressed his bare back against the closed door, as if he were expecting someone to kick it down and arrest him for what he was about to do. He listened out for any movement coming down the hallway. There was none.
I’m so sorry, Liam, but I have to do this.
Keegan tread across the carpet with sniper-like reflexes. He bent down, picked up Liam’s underwear, rubbing it between his fingers. The cotton fabric still felt warm from the sexy body it had been wrapped around.
In careful steps, Keegan crossed the floor back towards the mirror. He stared at his reflection, holding Liam’s worn briefs, mesmerized by the feel of raw sexiness in his hand. Keegan fumbled with the underwear, turning it round so he could see the crotch part. He raised Liam’s drawers up to his face and inhaled. He sniffed deeply the musty scent of Liam’s crotch, a strange mix of worn and purity. He could tell that this was a clean pair but the heat of the day had made Liam sweat just enough to leave his body’s mark clinging to the fabric with a light tang.
Keegan pressed the briefs deeper into his face as he kissed them, muttering filthy praises about the smell of his best mate’s cock. With his free hand he vigorously grabbed hold of his stiffening dick. Keegan clenched his thickening girth, tugging like a man on a mission.
The briefs smothered Keegan’s face, drowning him in the undeniably male odor of his best friend’s ball sweat. His cock was rock hard in record time, he felt its throbbing veins beneath his fingers as he savored breathing in Liam’s essence. His soft whimpers were muffled by the material as he felt himself dangerously close to spunking a load all over the room, just as he was about to give himself one last firm pull, the door swung open behind him.
“Whoaaaa…sorry, buddy,” said a deep voice.
Keegan dropped the briefs to the floor, covered his cock with both hands and spun around to see who had caught an eyeful of his bare arsed private moment. Damon! Keegan felt his face redden in shame. “Fuck, sorry… I was just umm…” he had no words to finish the sentence. It was obvious he�
��d been caught. He placed his foot on top of the dropped underwear, desperate to hide the source of his arousal.
Damon laughed but not too loudly. “It’s okay, Keegan. A guy’s gotta do what a guy’s gotta do.” He chuckled again. “Anyway, happy birthday, my man.” Damon grinned, shaking his head. He wore a dark green singlet that showed off his muscly shoulders.
Keegan glared at him. “You can go now!”
Damon stopped grinning and shot a sympathetic look his way. “Sorry, K dog. I’ll leave you to it.” He let out one last chuckle and closed the door behind him, leaving Keegan alone with a now dead dick. He swore he held the lifetime record for being caught masturbating. It never got any less embarrassing.
Keegan picked up Liam’s underwear and put them back with his jeans where he’d found them. The moment had been killed by dickhead Damon so there was no way he could finish the job now. He put on his togs, took some deep composing breaths and walked out the room to join Liam in the pool.
CHAPTER FIVE:
Beauty
The swim was the perfect way to cool off from the hot day and the burning shame of being busted trying to bust one out. The afternoon sun danced high in the sky, streaming down with unapologetic heat, baking the lumpy land like muffins. Keegan paddled about, embracing the rays, enjoying his time with Liam before he would have to share his best friend with a bustling party.
Liam had been in the swimming team at school and swam beautifully with precise strokes and watery elegance. Keegan could barely keep his uncoordinated limbs afloat let alone swim properly, so he opted to float on his back, watching Liam show off his aquatic skills.
When Liam finally tired of laps, he swam over, treading the water beside Keegan.
Liam rubbed his face free of water. “Have you checked out that site I showed you?”
