Crush on my friend

I am an art major student whose grades are good enough. My name is Mike and I am 22 years old, I enrolled into university just 3 years ago. University has certainly been an experience so far, I discovered a lot of things about myself. One of those things is that I am gay. I had a short lived relationship with a guy whom I ended up cheating on, I attribute that to my inexperience in dating and overall immaturity. I did not know how to handle things.

 

But that was back when I first started at university, and I have not dated anyone else since then. I have had a few romantic interests here and there, but these never blossom into anything serious, which kind of bummed me. I felt I was ready for something serious. Amidst my classes and having to visit my family, who did not know of my sexual preference, I had no time to focus on dating, however, and the pool of guys to choose from was shallow and had only even more shallow guys.

 

I do know that my romantic past was not exactly the best, but I had to build character. I’ve had a few missed opportunities that were genuinely good and I failed at nurturing them for one reason or another. These kind of haunted me, but I did not let them get to me, most of the time. I think we have to learn and grow from experiences.

 

Fast forward to the present, and here I am, waiting for Jackson outside of the Universities’ nursery. He had attained an injury while playing soccer. Jackson and I were good friends from a few months back, and we usually spent time together. Unknown to him, though, is that I had a crush on him. That was something that went on growing and growing gradually without me even noticing. Nowadays, I am sure of my feelings for him.

 

I did like Jackson a lot. I liked to spend time with him and he was very warm towards me, even protective sometimes. I do not think he is gay, however. But then again, I have never seen him dating any girl or being interested in any for that matter. I wanted to tell him how I felt but I was afraid that could potentially destroy our relationship.

 

After about 15 minutes, Jackson came out of the nursery with bandages on his left leg. “Was it that serious?” I asked him in a worried tone. “I don’t think so” he said. “Maybe the nurse went overboard, but it does hurt like hell” he added, walking slowly towards me. “Mind coming with me to my dorm?” he asked, and I swooned a little. He did look good in sportswear. “I would gladly go” I said.

 

We made way to his dorm, slowly. We had to pause a bit on the way there because his injury kept bothering him. “I’m not playing soccer again, that was worse than I imagined” he remarked, and I chuckled. He looked cute complaining while his face was in obvious pain from the injury. “Let me help you” I said as I put his arm around my neck and helped him walk.

 

Within moments, we were in his room. His roommate was not there, so we were alone. “Thanks for helping me” he said, then sat down on his bed. Afterwards, he took off his shirt and laid down. I was a bit aroused now. “Get comfortable” he said, then started toying with his phone. I had never gotten the change to chill in his room because his roommate was always there whenever we came. Come to think of it, we never had so much privacy before.

 

I sat beside him on his bed. “I would gladly help you with anything” I said in a cheery tone. It sounded fake but I did mean it. “I know” he said. From this point onwards, things started to get a bit more… intimate, if that’s the appropriate word. He sat up, right next to me, and looked at me in the eyes.

 

“Do you like someone?” he asked me in a serious tone. It caught me off guard. “You never ask that” I said, which was all that I thought about. The tension of the moment was going to give me a boner. “Well, we never really talk about this” he said, which is true. “So, do you like someone?” he asked again. I was a bit overwhelmed.

 

It felt like the perfect moment to tell him, though. He had opened the doors for me to tell him how I felt, and I may not get another opportunity like this one. “In fact, I do like someone” I said, and his eyes were suddenly more attentive. “Do I know this girl?” he asked with full curiosity. I chuckled after he said girl. “It’s actually not a girl, I do not like girls in that way” I said, and his expression changed to shock with a smirk.

 

“Oh. I did not see that coming” he said while laughing. I am glad that at least he was okay with my sexuality. “Yes. Do you like someone?” I asked him, and caught him off guard. We were just like little kids asking this as if it was such a big deal. “You did not answer me yet. When you do, I’ll tell you. But just to be fair, I do like someone”

 

I chuckled. He was being oddly playful. “Okay then, I will tell you. The person I like is you, Jackson” I said with a confident smile. His expression changed to shock within moments. “Are you kidding?” he said with a smile. This worried me a bit, and I felt like I had to reply to him. “I’m serious” I said, holding a nervous smile.

 

“I like you too, Nick” he confessed, then put his hand over mine, which rested on the bed. I was left speechless, and he smiled after noticing my shock. “I just realized this like two weeks ago” he added, to break the silence. “I did not expect you to like me-“he said, and before he finished, I leaned forward to kiss him.

 

He was shocked at first, but then gave in and we continued to make out slowly and romantically on his bed. By now, I could notice a hard bulge on his soccer shorts, and he was trying to hide it without letting me notice. “Seems like you like my kisses” I said, then laughed. “You don’t have to hide anything” I said, and put my hand on his crotch. He was shocked but did not stop me.

 

I stroked his hard on slowly, then took his shorts off to reveal his dick, which had precum oozing out of the tip like a volcano. I looked at him in the eyes then swallowed his dick, and began to suck it slowly. “This is good” he said under his breath, his inexperience almost breaking his voice as he tried to hold the moaning back.

 

I kept myself busy sucking on his cock slowly. It was a nice cock, circumcised and rather thick. He caressed my hair as I continued to suck him, and I undid my pants and let my own dick out. I began to masturbate while sucking his cock. After a few moments, he came on my mouth, a small but warm load. Maybe he’s been masturbating a lot.

 

“Did you like it?” I asked in a low tone, seductively. “Very much. Let me try” he said, then put his hand on my cock. He was even less experienced than I was, and I could notice. He started to stroke my dick slowly, in full awe of what was going on. He bent down slowly, and put my dick in his mouth. First, he licked the tip a bit then put it in his mouth.

 

He had me on fire. He sucked my dick shyly but sensually. I could not recall the last time I was given head, so this was very good. “Tell me when you’re about to come” he said, taking a breath, then getting down to business again. Of course, I would not tell him. I tried to keep my moaning at minimum so he would not notice either.

 

After a few minutes, he had me come into his mouth in two spams. He swallowed the semen with disgust, and looked at me funny. “I did not want to taste that!” he said, cleaning his mouth with his hands. “It tastes like nothing, come on Jackson” I said, putting my dick back in my pants and laughing. “You’re right” he said, blushing. Jackson was more innocent than I thought.

 

“Let’s keep this between us” he said, and I nodded. “I did not plan on telling anybody, though.” I said. After a few minutes of silence, he broke it with something I did not see coming. “Do you want to have a date next week?” he asked shyly. Needless to say, I accepted.