How I became bisexual (Part 2) - Sex Stories

How I became bisexual (Part 2)

... top of his dick. Jerry said that made him hard but I was completely unaware that my hand was resting on his cock. So, Jerry said he tried to wake me up by shifting a little bit in the bed and making some discrete noises. He said that didn't work so he pulled down his shorts as my hand was now resting directly on his bare cock. Again, no response. Finally, he said he used his index finger and smeared a good amount of pre-cum on my lips. Apparently, I never woke up and Jerry said he just abandoned the idea. I never knew that happened. I'm sure I looked a little stunned as Jerry said that's why he decided to go-for-broke since he and I were the only one's in the house for the whole weekend. Abruptly, the conversation stopped. I don't know why but neither of us said a word. After roughly 10 minutes of silence, I got up and went to his room to play a video game. My thoughts were clouded. For me, Friday was the very time that I had ever encountered a sexual event with another guy. For Jerry, there were many "events" that led up to this point. It kind of made me mad to be honest. But on the other hand, if Jerry had never said anything about it, I would never have known. I could feel the inner turmoil brewing inside me and decided to completely avoid Jerry for the rest of my stay. A few times, Jerry would walk into his bedroom and ask if I was OK. Each time, I sternly told him yes. By this point, I was sort of pissed off and I knew Jerry could tell. It was now about 7 o'clock in ...

... the evening. I had managed to avoid Jerry all day. I was still upset and didn't even eat when he ordered a pizza. Defeated, Jerry walked back into his room where I was watching TV and apologized. It was a very heart felt apology. He said he was sorry that he did all of those things to me and he said he understood if I never wanted to be friends again. That statement hit me like a ton of bricks. We had been best friends for years and years. Though thick and thin, he and I remained friends even though I did not hang in the same crowd as him at school. Even though I was not among the elite rich k**s in school, I was still one of the cooler guys and had plenty of other friends. Jerry was sort of in the geek / nerdy crowd. He was in several honor classes and in the high school band. So, our friendship had endured regardless of our high school social status. I sort of felt bad. All of those years of friendship that he put up with my arrogant attitude, my wise ass comments and my better-than-thou mentality. All Jerry wanted was to be friends. I crumbled. I had a mix of emotions stirring in me and it started coming out. I told Jerry that I was sorry for being mean to him and sorry for all of those years that I treated him like crap. I apologized for bragging about getting some pussy and making him feel totally inferior. We had a moment and it was nice getting everything out in the open. I think both of us got a little teary eyed. I asked Jerry if it was OK for me to give him a hug. ...