Brian has been my friend for as long as I can remember; since we were kids. I think we first met in the second grade when his family moved to this town.

We have been through all kinds of things together; I mean all the things that kids go through while growing up and I have always admired him for his ability to be a strong and very independent person. I also always secretly admired his really good looks and while I dated a lot in high school and college, it puzzled me why this very cute and personable man never seemed to devote any energy to getting girls. I remember that in high school he was a popular guy with both boys and girls, being quite athletic and very smart. In fact, I have to say that for a long time I was jealous of his abilities and accomplishments.

Whenever I would praise him though he would always be very humble and dismiss my remarks with a blushing smile and a wave of his hand, which I found to be very disarming and charming. I went to a local college but Brian was accepted to a very good school in one of the major cities out west. I always felt some how that our small town was confining to him for some vague reason even though he never spoke badly about it. But I wasn't really surprised when after his graduation, he accepted a good, high salaried job in San Francisco and settled down there. During the few years that passed since college graduation, Brian and I kept in touch, speaking on the phone several times a month. And naturally when Betty and I got engaged, it went without saying that Brian would come back to town, not only to attend the wedding but also to be my best man.

So here we were, on the day before my wedding, Brian and me, same good old buddies, in my apartment, laughing and drinking, and talking about the old days. It really felt good to see him again, to be with him again. I did not realize till that day how much I had really missed him. Brian smiled at me with those boyish good looks and said...

"Timmy, why don't you put on your tux? I want to see how my buddy is going to look walking down that aisle. I bet you will make a really dapper groom. I just bet that tux fits you swell. You always had the type of body that looked great all dressed up."

Well, I just smiled back and said, "You really want me to put on that monkey suit?"

"Yes, he replied, "I just want to see how you look all dolled up!" and he threw back head and laughed good-naturedly, and I couldn't help noticing how really beautiful his almost shoulder length wavy hair looked as it moved when he moved his head.

Anyway, I figured, why not? I'll just humor him. "OK, wait a minute, Bri," I said as I put my glass down and headed towards the bedroom to get the tux.

"I'll be right out." "Take your time", he called to me, "We have all the time in the world to just be with each other and just have fun."

At the moment he spoke those words I had the strangest feeling like there was something SPECIAL in his meaning but I didn't know how to respond to my feelings so I just let the remark go. Soon I was to find out exactly what he meant, and was *I* in for a shock!

I took out the tux and black tie, along with the fancy white shirt and removed the clothing that I was wearing, including my underwear. I figured that after I "modeled" for Brian, I would just take the tux off and jump into a shower. I had the pants and shirt and bowtie on and was getting ready to put the socks, shoes and jacket on - when suddenly Brian was there at the bedroom door, empty glass in his hand. He entered and placed the glass on the dresser and looked at me - no, stared at me!

"Wow!", he gasped, you really look good, Tim. I mean REALLY good in that tux. That shirt and those trousers just CLING to your body. Did anybody ever tell you that you are quite a handsome and sexy guy?" He smiled and I smiled back.

"No," I said, chuckling, "Sexy is not an adjective I have heard much in my life. I don't believe that even Betty has ever called me that! 'Cute' yes, 'Sexy' no."

"Well *I* think you are damn good and sexy, pal, " Brian replied. I was feeling kind of funny with all this talk about sexiness. I don't know. It was just kind of unexpected and weird. But there was a part of me that seemed to be eating this talk up. I couldn't explain it but it was giving me a warm feeling somewhere deep in my gut hearing my old friend praising me, complementing me. His words, plus the buzz of the drinks we had been having, were making me a bit hot under the clothes. I knew that I WOULD need that shower when I got out of them.

Brian walked over to me slowly, TENTATIVELY seemed a better way to describe it, although I don't why I thought of THAT word. He came real close and said,

"Wait a sec. Let me see how these things fit you." "Don't you want to see me in the full regalia? Shouldn't I be putting on the jacket and shoes", I asked him.

He smiled again that great wonderful smile of his and replied, "Well I did say that I wanted to see you in your tux, didn't I? Well, but its really not necessary for you to go through the trouble of putting on any more just for me. I really want to see how these pants and that soft great looking shirt fit you."

There! There was that "fit you" thing again. The first time he said it, I just ignored it but now my curiosity was peaked and I was getting that strange feeling again that his words were meaning more than they were saying; that they were leading somewhere, in some direction, but where? Suddenly I was startled out of my thoughts by the feel of Brian's hand on my shoulder, almost a caress!

And then his palm was moving down my arm and he was staring at me again, now more intensely than before. "Bri, what gives ... ?", I began to speak but he whispered,

"Shh. It's ok. Believe me. I just want to see something Timmy. I just want to ...." He stopped in mid sentence and moved his hand to my neck and down my chest. "Yes", he said, I like the way this feels ... I mean fits," he whispered,

"Very nice Tim." I just looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say. It was like he was FEELING ME UP! But that couldn't be! Why would he do something like that? Both of his hands now went down below my belt as he bent at the waist.

"Just let me see what they have done with these pants," he said as his hands felt around my hips and lower back. Suddenly one of his fingers rubbed along the length of my penis. I jumped back a bit.

"Oh relax, Timmy", he smiled again but now seemed to be breathing a little harder.

"It's ok", he continued, "I just wanted to see how you have grown into a man. I am not going to hurt you. Relax and let me see ... " His voice trailed off and his one hand now grasped my cock while he clasped my behind with the other.

"BRI! STOP!" I cried, even while my cock began to lengthen and thicken against my will. "What's going on? What are you doing?", I protested as he quickly unzipped my fly and thrust his hand into my pants.

"OOOOOO" he moaned, "I have been just DYING to do that for SO long, Tim, for so long!!!"

I couldn't move. I was frozen to the spot. The suddenness and surprise of this had me immobile. I was shocked and repelled but fascinated and warmed all at the same time.

"Brian! My balls! What are you doing to me? Bri!" I started to breathe hard myself. I felt my heart beat wildly and my body began to grow more than just warm.

His fingers were working my balls and my cock was struggling to get out of my pants. Suddenly he was undoing me, unbuckling my pants and pulling them down.

Suddenly he was kissing me. Kissing me on the mouth! His tongue forcing open my lips and inserting itself into my mouth, almost down my throat, you could say. His strong arms were now around me, his hands moving up and down my back as his mouth made love to mine. His eyes were closed in ecstasy and he was moaning. My eyes were wide open, still in shock. I looked at his eyes while he held me tightly in his arms and kissed me like he never was going to stop kissing. It was in that moment when I realized just how beautiful a man he was and my resistance began to ebb. I let him just go on kissing me, and then a REALLY strange thing happened that just blew my mind.

All of a sudden I found my arms around him, feeling his strength, my fingers running through his wonderful wavy soft hair, my fingers caressing his sweet face, feeling his strong soft neck. His mouth left mine and he pressed his lips against my ear, whispering,

"Oh Timmy darling, how long I have wanted to do this! How I have missed you, darling Timmy!"

"Oh Bri!", I responded, "Oh my God! Bri, you feel so good, so GOOD!"

"Oh Tim", he said as he kissed my neck, "I knew that I had only one chance to be with you this way. When I heard that you were marrying Betty, I knew that I just had to be with you this way because I knew that afterwards there would not be a chance."

I placed my fingers on his lips. "Shh" I said. "Just kiss me again. I can't believe how good this feels! I never knew how good it would feel to be in another man's arms. Just kiss me, Bri baby! Please! I WANT you!"

I just couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe I was doing this, SAYING these things but suddenly all I could think of was how much *I* had missed Brian, of how I probably had had a crush on him all those years, of how he had probably wanted to do this with me for so long but felt he couldn't tell me. And now we were making love! Making fucking love, for crissakes! My buddy Brian holding me and kissing me! But that was nothing compared to what was to come.

Brian was wearing an open shirt and the buttons were open down his whole chest and I caressed his neck and shoulders and chest and began to kiss him all over his sweet delicious bare skin.

"Oh Bri! Oh Bri BABY! God, you are soooo SWEET!"

Brian unstrung my tie and took it off and then he unbuttoned my shirt and pulled that off. I was standing there, completely naked with my cock thick, hard, bulging, screaming for him, screaming for my Brian! And he must have known because in a flash his own shirt and shorts were off. He had kicked off his sandals and came for me! Oh did he ever come for me!

He fell at my feet and took my cock into his wonderful fingers, and THEN he engulfed my shaft with his lips! Oh baby! I had been sucked before by girls and enjoyed it. But their sucking was NOTHING compared to what my Brian was doing to me now. Only a man can REALLY know how to satisfy another man because only one man knows just where to touch and how to touch to drive his lover crazy. And Bri WAS driving me crazy! I could hear him audibly sucking and moaning, sucking me like he was a starving man that had not had meat in a year. While he sucked, the fingers of his right hand played with my soft, silken balls while the fingers of his left hand felt for my ass. Then I nearly fainted with passion as I felt those love fingers go into my asshole-deep in he went - sucking me with his mouth and fucking me with his hands like there was no tomorrow! My head fell back and I moaned! I thought that I would die of passion. I thought that he was going to draw the life out of me and those fingers in my asshole made me want him on top of me, fucking me with the REAL THING! I cried out to him!

"Darling! Bri! Please baby, put me on the bed and get on top of me and hold me tight while you fuck me. I want you inside of me, baby!" Well I didn't have to ask twice. He got up and pulled me over to the bed, kissing my body as we went. He held me tight and kept telling me over and over how sweet and wonderful I was and how good I felt.

I looked down and saw his huge hard on. For a moment I thought that he would hurt me with that thing. He must have been reading my mind because he caressed my face and kissed me and said,

"Don't worry Tim. I will be gentle going in. I know you are a virgin. But once I am inside of you, you will want me to pound you with all the strength I can muster. Believe me, Tim baby, you will love it!"

I lay down on the bed on my stomach and waited for my lover to mount me. True to his word, he was gentle going in. As I felt the head of his shaft enter my asshole, I could swear that the rim puckered up as if to kiss his throbbing fuck rod as he sank it home. Deep in he went and I felt I had never been so hot in my life. All the women that I had ever had sex with before seemed to be no big deal now that I was experiencing the love of my sweet buddy. I realized that all the time that we were friends growing up, THIS is what we both had wanted but had been afraid to speak to each other. I felt like I was in heaven. My Brian was on top of me, holding me tight and fucking me, fucking me with ALL of his strength and love, and I was loving it and felt myself getting ready to cum. But Brian came first and screamed as he emptied himself into my man cunt. All that milk flowing into me -filling me up with sweet queer love that made me weak and made my heart beat like it was going to break out of my chest.

As Brian got off me. I thought that he would be too spent to do anything else but I was wrong. He knew that I had not cum yet and he said,

"Buddy, just because I came, don't think that I don't want more of you. My throat is just ACHING for your milk!" So saying, he rolled me over onto my back and got on his knees on the bed and took me into his lips, his mouth, his deep throat. I held on to him as he sucked the love milk out of me. My mouth and eyes opened wide at the feel of the cum racing along the veins of my bulging fuck rod and I screamed as my cock PUMPED OUT the milky cum and shot it deep down my love's sweet throat. He gulped and swallowed hard like he didn't want to miss one drop of my fuck juice. Even after I was all out of cum, he still kept sucking for a minute more like he could not get enough of my fuck flesh.

Finally he came up into my arms and held me and kissed me for a long time and told me that he loved me, had ALWAYS loved me as far back as he could remember. I sighed and wondered just how I was going to tell Betty that Brian was the one, and only one with whom I wanted to spend the rest of my life .....