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Ram sighed as he got out of the car. He felt like shit, and was angry that he had
to give up his traveling time with his parents, just because he was sick. Slamming
the door to his neighbor's car, he pulled the keys from his pocket, as his neighbor
peeled out the driveway, and left, her car screeching in the distance. "damn it. I'm
going to be stuck here for the next 3 months, with absolutely nothing to do. And no
one to do.." Ram trailed off.
As he approached the steps that led up to his house, Ram paused, seeing his friend
Darryl sitting there. Picking up his pace, he met his friend on the stairs. "Hey Darryl,
what are you doing here?" Ram asked, as he quickly unlocked and opened the door
to his house, ushering his heat stroken friend inside. Darryl stared at Ram in silence.
He had come to his friend's house, with the knowledge that Ram was going to be gone
for 3 months, which would have given him enough time to be able to understand what
he was feeling and thinking.
But as fate would have it, Ram was home early because he was sick. "I uh, needed
to talk to you, but when I got here, I remembered that you were traveling with your
parents. I was gonna leave a message on your machine, but it just stopped working
days ago." Darryl said, as he and Ram went upstairs to Ram's room. Motioning his
friend into his room, Ram nodded, as he closed the door, while listening to what his
friend was saying. "Uh huh," Ram said, as he tossed his bag to the floor, kneeled
down and opened it, and then began to hang and fold his clothes, as he put them
away.
Darryl stared at Ram's ass, as the other man began to dig for something out of
his bag. A moan escaped from Darryl's lips before he could stop it, and he was
horrified when he felt his pants tighten at the crotch. He got up, and sat down
on the bed, slowly pulling the cover over himself, so it wouldn't look suspicious
to Ram, who had turned around for a moment, hearing a noise. "Did you say
something, Darryl?" Ram asked, staring at his friend.
Darryl was about to say no, when his breath caught in his throat, as Ram took
off his shirt. When the other man stared at him, Darryl figured that his friend
was wondering why he was wearing covers, when it was somewhere between 90
and 96 Degrees today. "Uh, no. I was just saying how hot it is, you know, since
it's in the 90's today." Darryl stuttered. He looked at Ram, and saw his friend
smile, before slowlying getting up. Ram dropped the clothes that was in his
hands, to the floor, and he walked over to where Darryl was sitting.
"Are you okay, man?" Ram asked Darryl, as he pulled off his shirt, and threw it
on the hamper that sat in the left corner of the room. Darryl struggled to form
a complete sentence, but failed, at the sight of a shirtless Ram in front of him,
was making him hard. Ram turns to his friend, and walks over to the bed. Ram
took a seat next to Darryl, and staring into his friend's eyes, suddenly leaned
forward, and he kissed the other man.
Darryl was so surprised at Ram's actions, that when he slowly felt Ram's hand
creeping under the blanket, he could say nothing. However, when Ram slipped
his hand on Darryl's thigh, gently running his fingers across it, it took all of
Darryl's willpower to not scream in pleasure. The next thing that Ram did,
made Darryl gasp, as the other man moved his hand toward Darryl's crotch,
and he slowly began to stroke the area.
Darryl moaned loudly, as Ram stroked him. At first, Darryl was afraid that Ram
had heard him, but then he fell silent moments later, when the other man gently,
and slowly, slid his hand into Darryl's boxers. Ram was growing pretty hot himself,
since he was touching Darryl. A smirk came to his face, as he felt how hard the
other man was. Suddenly, it was as if they couldn't get undressed fast enough. As
Ram began to slowly undo his pants, Darryl's patience snapped, and he ripped the
pants and boxers, from Ram's body.
Darryl stared up at his best friend, when Ram began to pull off his boxers, gently
stroking his crotch all the while. Suddenly, the next thing Ram did, shocked and
amazed Darryl. Ram leaned foward suddenly, and took Darryl into his mouth, all
of him. Darryl leaned back on the bed automatically. He didn't know where the
feeling of knowing what to do, came from. But as Ram ran his tongue up and
down Darryl's clength, he felt as if he were going to pass out from pure pleasure.
Suddenly, Ram got up, and he motioned for Darryl to get comfortable, which the
other man did.
Slowly, Ram slid one finger into Darryl's ass, and as the other man began to moan,
he slipped a second finger in, and then a third. Darryl felt like he was going to die
from pleasure. "Can you handle this?" Ram asked, and when Darryl nods, he slowly
entered Darryl's ass. "Oh my god.." Darryl moaned in pleasure. Ram smiled as he
continued to push into Darryl. As the other mans moans grew louder, Ram pushed
himself deeper and deeper into Darryl.
They kept a slow and steady pace, until Darryl whispered that he wanted it harder.
Ram was delighted, and began to slam himself into Darryl. As they came together,
Ram sowly slid out of Darryl, and lied down on the bed next to the other man. He
leaned over and kissed Darryl, knowing the other man was tired out. Darryl looked
up at Ram. "How are you feeling?" He asked. Ram smirked down at him. "I'm feeling
a lot better." He said, pulling Darryl into his arms. Darryl chuckled softly, and he said,
"Our secret, this is our private secret."
The End.