Bobby Gillespie was preparing for a good night out with his friend and drinking partner. He always had fun with Bernard so he was getting quite excited about it. He finished getting ready and was out of the house in good time. He met Bernard and they started their pub-crawl. A few hours later Bobby was getting quite tipsy so didn't think it weird when Bernard asked him to leave their trek early and go back to his place. Bobby stumbled through the door aided by the more sober Bernard. Thinking Bernard would want them both to get stoned he sat cross-legged on the floor and waited.

Bernard walked over to the Stereo and put on some slow music. He came over to Bobby. Bobby looked at Bernard confused. What was he doing? Why was he looking at him like that? (More importantly) where were the drugs? *hehe*

Bernard lay Bobby's legs flat on the floor, and Bobby let him but always on guard for what he was doing. Yet being fairly drunk he found it rather amusing and started giggling, then breaking into laughter. Bernard smiled, he looked so adorable when he smiled, and sat over his legs and looked right into Bobby's eyes. Bobby stopped giggling and looked back at Bernard. There was a second of silence before Bernard grabbed Bobby and pulled him into a strong passionate kiss. Bobby was shocked; this was his friend, his childhood hero, this was a man! Did he feel this way about Bernard? He'd never, ever, thought about it before. He began to sober up very quickly. Bernard slipped his tongue into Bobby's warm mouth and started to stroke the back of his neck. For a second Bobby lay there reeling in the pleasure, then it hit him just exactly what was happened and he pulled away.

"What on earth do you think you're doing, Bernard?" Bobby demanded.

"You were enjoying it weren't you?" Bernard calmly replied.

Bobby couldn't deny that he was. He looked Bernard up and down. He did have something about him. Something was so sexy...he couldn't believe what he was thinking. He was about to protest but Bernard cut him off;

"I know you want me, Bobby. And i want you. I have done for a long time and i'm not about to take no for an answer."

He looked at Bernard again. What could he say? How could he protest? Bernard was right, he did want him. Bernard's assertiveness was such a turn-on. He wanted to feel his lips again and he wanted to feel those hands stroking lower than his neck. Even the idea of it excited him. Once more the thought of this being his friend disturbed him, but Bobby knew full well he couldn't stop it now...even if he wanted to...

He grabbed Bernard and pulled him close enveloping him in another passionate kiss. This was incredible. Every part of Bobby's body was tingling with pleasure and excitement. It seemed such an odd situation but was really turning him on. He allowed Bernard's lips to kiss a line down his neck and slowly he began to undo his shirt buttons and let his lips touch Bobby's hot skin. Bobby moaned, it now becoming impossible for him to keep his pleasure to himself. He started moaning low and sweetly as Bernard kept touching him. He let out a loud gasp as Bernard's hands found the area between Bobby's legs, which was beginning to get hard. He massaged him gently before stopping and whispering in his ear.

"Shall we go upstairs then?"

Bobby had now dismissed any notion that he and Bernard wouldn't go all the way so just nodded eager to get back to the previous position, no matter where it was. Bernard stood up and Bobby followed. He'd been to Bernard's home hundreds of times and knew exactly where the bedroom was. He'd sat on his bed and they'd listened to music together loads of times, so he walked alongside Bernard not knowing what to say to him.

"Don't look so petrified." Bernard started "I'm still your friend you know."
"Sorry" mumbled Bobby, more embarrassed now. "This is just kinda...weird, ya know? I mean, for one thing you're a bloke."
"You've never had a man before?" Bernard asked quite surprised.
"Um, no" Bobby admitted, like a guilty schoolboy.
"Don't worry," Bernard Smirked "You'll enjoy it. I promise you."
Bobby smiled to himself. Oh yes, he was quite sure he'd enjoy it...

Bernard let Bobby into the bedroom first, then closed the door behind them. He faced Bobby and smiled. "Down on the bed."

Bobby lay on his back on the bed and Bernard came over to him. He stood between his legs and leaned over him. His lips found Bobby's neck and his whispered to him again "you don't know how many times i've imagined having you on this bed. When you've been sat there, i've been eager to push you down and take you." Bobby swallowed hard. He looked into Bernard's eyes again; they were so passion filled Bobby knew he wasn't lying. "Just the idea of seeing your naked body sprawled on my bed used to make me hard." Bernard added. "I'd lay awake at night after you'd been here wishing you were still with me, pleasing me, letting me touch you, hearing you orgasm." The words were making Bobby so excited. He lay there listening to them intently with his mouth parted, certain words making him gasp and sigh his pleasure out loud. The thought of Bernard laying there, with his head filled with lustful thoughts about him was almost too much to bear. "Take me, Bernard" he whispered "You're turning me on so much... I want you..." Bernard smiled "Not yet Bobby, we've only just begun...

Bernard could see Bobby was turned on without him having to say it. He knew Bobby wanted to be satisfied so he decided to fend off touching him again at all costs. He knew it would be difficult, as he'd imagined Bobby coming so many times, he just wanted to see it and experience it. He kissed his soft lips again and this time Bobby's kiss was just as desperate, but equally gentle. His arms went round Bernard's back, his fingers tracing a delicate line down Bernard's back. Bernard arched; Bobby's touch was so good. He wanted to feel more. Bobby's hands moved round to Bernard's front, meeting at the centre of his chest. Bobby begun to undo the buttons one by one, stopping after each one to touch the warm skin underneath. Bernard watched his hands intently. His fingers were so long, his insides jumped at the thought of those fingers stroking him between his legs.

Bobby removed Bernard's shirt completely and started to lick his chest. His tongue circled Bernard's nipples and left a wet trace between them. The palms of his hands smoothed over his stomach making it tighten. His tongue slowly came down to meet his hands and the progressed further. It darted in and out of Bernard's belly-button as his fingers undid the button at the top of his jeans, and slowly eased down the zipper being increasingly difficult by Bernard's growing arousal. His groan was loud and desperate as bobby's fingers pushed under the material of his underwear and began to stroke, making him fully erect. He gently eased him out of the material and stopped kissing his stomach. His lips went down to meet Bernard and to lick off the wetness coming from Bernard, but making him even wetter in the process. Bobby had never tasted a man before, but it sure turned him on. His tongue slid down and then up again to pleased groans from Bernard. He knew how much he loved it when he had this done, he didn't want to begin wondering how Bernard was feeling. He took him in his mouth again and Bernard squealed his delight. Bobby's hands were stroking him lower and he could feel him getting warmer in his hands. His mouth was working in a steady movement on him now and his hands were following the rhythm. Bernard looked in ecstasy, his hands gripping the bed sheets hard and his face contorted in pleasure. Bobby resumed concentrating on his work in hand. *lol* Bernard's moans were getting louder and faster. Bobby wanted to put his own hands upon himself whilst he was hearing Bernard but he knew he best not stop now. He didn't have to. Bernard reached down and pulled Bobby's hand and mouth away. "No...yet..." he panted. "I wanna...orgasm...with you". Bobby smiled at the thought. He wanted that too, to hear Bernard orgasm as he pushed into him. Fuck this was getting to him. He could feel his jeans straining under the pressure that was getting bigger between his legs. Bernard noticed it too and decided it was time to repay the favour...

He laid Bobby down on the bed and straddled low on his legs. He hastily removed Bobby's jeans and underwear and stared at Bobby's proud erection. He stared in awe...Bobby was so big he just wanted to feel that inside him. Bobby lay back watching Bernard, and he could feel himself blush as he saw Bernard staring at him. Bernard leaned over him once more, pressing his stomach against Bobby. They were both fully naked now and Bobby did feel shy and embarrassed. Bernard sensed this "Don't worry bobby..." He whispered into his ear again as bobby squirmed underneath him. He loved being talked dirty to. "You've a gorgeous body." Bobby smiled. "You as desperate as me?" Bernard questioned. Bobby nodded. Bernard stroked his earlobe with his tongue; "want me to make you come?" Bobby nodded again. He swallowed hard. "wanna get inside me?" he quizzed further. "Wanna push into me till you're screaming and crying out your pleasure? Wanna grip me tight as i come with you, screaming your name over and over, hearing me desperately begging you not to stop? You wanna do that, Bobby?"

Bobby didn't answer, just grabbed Bernard and kissed him. Bobby was filled with passion. He turned Bernard over and wanted to get inside him; now. No waiting. Bernard stopped him, with difficulty. "Hold on Bobby. Not till i say so!" Bobby groaned disappointed. How much longer did Bernard plan to wait? He said he'd always wanted him so why was he waiting? Bobby couldn't take it. He decided he couldn't last any longer and his hand found his hardness and started rubbing. Bernard watched him, entranced. This he hadn't planned for. He watched as Bobby closed his eyes and small, quiet moans escaped his lips. He threw his head back. Bernard had to join in. He put his hand round Bobby's and moved in time with him. Bobby lay back and smiled, his eyes still closed. Eventually he allowed Bernard's hand control and put his own down. Yes, this felt much better. "Put your...mouth...round me" he pleaded. Bernard couldn't resist and his lips sought Bobby. As they connected Bobby gasped out loud. "Fuck, Bernard...." he began "That feels...so...good..." he'd cried out as he approached orgasm, "Don't stop... Bernard...oh...fuck...fuuuck...I'm so close...now..."

Bernard had to decide...Would he make Bobby orgasm now, or would he stop and make him wait till he was orgasming with him? He wanted to hear Bobby orgasm so badly, he always had. But would it be better when he was orgasming too? He knew he had to find out. He stopped, but didn't remove his mouth or hands from Bobby. Bobby lay there is a state of suspension. "No...Bernard...no...make me come...oh...please..." Bernard was determined not to give in to Bobby's pleads but it was so hard. Oh, he sounded so desperate for him. He took his mouth away and Bobby groaned highly displeased.

"Bernard, you're cruel." Bobby pouted.

"I know," he replied "And you love it."

Bobby couldn't help smiling. "You gonna fuck me now, or what? How long do i have to wait for you?"

"Oh no!" said Bernard. "YOU'RE gonna fuck me, Bobby"

Bobby's face lit up. He could only imagine how tight Bernard would be round him and how hot he would be. If Bernard didn't let him fuck him now he was going to finish himself, and not be discouraged. He really couldn't wait any longer...and he told Bernard. Again.

Bernard looked him in the eyes. "Okay Bobby." He stated. "I'm ready now." Bobby smiled. They entwined in another kiss and slowly Bernard moved round so he was on his stomach. Bobby was so excited. This was it, he was finally gonna orgasm at the hands (or ass! *LOL*) of Bernard. He couldn't believe that at the beginning of the night he'd actually wanted to stop this. He put his hands on Bernard's sides and dragged them down until they were resting on his hips. He gently raised him and pushed into him, trying to do it as easily as possible.

Bernard cried out as Bobby pushed himself inside him and Bobby himself let out a loud groan. When he had got himself fully inside him he stopped and just for a second felt how good it was to be inside him. He was so tight Bobby couldn't help moaning. This was gonna be so good...he could already feel it! *LOL* He started to gently move against him closing his eyes and leaning back slightly. Bobby gritted his teeth to stop himself crying out and he was thinking that this was quite possibly the best it'd ever been. He could hear Bernard telling him how good he was, how he was incredible, how he was beautiful and how he was getting close to orgasm. The words passed Bobby by, completely overtaken by what he was feeling, and how in only a matter of seconds, he was gonna have one of the best orgasms he'd had, inside his friend. He closed his eyes again, dismissing all thoughts besides what was going on at that moment. He started to moan as he came and he heard Bernard underneath him screaming his name like he said he would, adding to Bobby's pleasure. Bobby's moans became louder and louder, as he began to climax and soon he was screaming along with his friend.

When he'd finally stopped climaxing and the waves had subsided to gentle tingles he pulled himself out slowly and collapsed next to Bernard. He was so worn out.

"That was...incredible" he panted.

"I know..." Bernard replied "it really was"

Bobby didn't wanna fall asleep, just yet. He'd never experienced anything like this in his life before and he wanted more. He could still feel a dull ache between his thighs and he wanted to stop it. He allowed himself to calm down before turning over to kiss Bernard again.

"You want more?" Bernard replied, still quite breathless.

"Yeah!" Bobby exclaimed.

"Okay." Bernard sighed. The previous activities had obviously taken a lot out of him.

They both kissed again, Bobby's hands wandering down wanting to make Bernard hard again. He didn't want to wait like he had done before, he wanted this now. His hands moved up and stroked Bernard's neck, back and chest, before moving back down again. All the time Bernard's sighs and groaned were exciting him. He moved down to take him in his mouth but Bernard stopped him and forcibly turned him onto his side. He parted Bobby's legs and ran his finger up his inner thighs. Bobby smiled and closed his eyes, parting his mouth in rapture. Bernard's tongue then took the path his hands had just traced. Bobby sighed and this encouraged Bernard further. He worked up along Bobby's sides to just below his belly-button where he traced the small line of hair just underneath it. Playfully he pulled it with his teeth and Bobby squealed and laughed. He looked so good, oh man, how he looked so good...

"Take me Bernard." Bobby's voice was steady but Bernard could sense the urgency in it.

"Not want to wait?" He playfully asked back.

"Naw, i can't" Bobby pleaded. "Come on, just once more, please..."

Bernard gave in, he couldn't wait either. Bobby had been so good the first time he wanted to experience it again.

"Alright then" he said, pushing Bobby down. Bobby had never experienced this before either. He was actually gonna have a man inside him. The thought excited him but he also thought it might be weird. He waited patiently which Bernard moved on top of him. He felt Bernard gently and slowly push into him and it did feel odd but there was something about it which felt so good. Bernard lay on top of him, his hands on Bobby's shoulder blades for support, and he began to move in a steady rhythm. Bobby groaned to encourage him and he moved faster. Bobby could hear his heavy breathing in his ear. The feeling he was getting was incredible.

"I hope...you're...enjoying this...as much...as me" he panted into Bobby's ear.

Bobby didn't reply. He could feel himself ready to orgasm and Bernard didn't sound too far behind either. "Ooooh..." he started to groan as the experience took him over, as the flux of orgasm enfolded him. He started to groan, encouraging Bernard's orgasm. As his orgasm built up his sounds became more desperate and louder until they became just screams and sigh of pleasure. He could hear Bernard coming too but it didn't register with him straight away due to his total concentration on his own pleasure. This really was fantastic. He'd have to do this again, he concluded. He was quite sure Bernard wouldn't mind...

As they both collapsed on the bed Bobby felt Bernard remove himself from him and lay down next to him. He could see his breathing was erratic like his own. He turned over on his stomach and looked at him. Bobby was definitely sure now. There was something about Bernard...