Part 1 - A Moving Experience   I’m one of those guys that are glad to help out friends and often do. On this occasion, two buddies of mine needed help moving from one apartment to another and since I have a pickup, they gave me a call. As with my other friends & family, the only payment for such things is a can or two of beer, this time it was more. I’m told to meet my buddies at their old apartment around noon.   The next day I’m there around 11 am, the doors blocked open and I head inside and see they got most everything already boxed up. I’ve known these guys, Matt and Owen, a year or two and they’re always been super nice to me, so this is no big deal to me. As you’ve maybe seen in my other stories, I’m kind of a loner and tend to mind my own business. I also tend not to ask too many questions. So, when I saw they just had one mattress to move, I thought I better ask so not to forget one.   I did ask them about the second mattress and Owen smiles at me, puts his arm

Part 2 – Us Three Boys  It’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen Matt and Owen. The time I helped them move their stuff from one apartment to another, it was a lot of fun for the three of us. I admit I’ve have fantasized about it and them many times!  I was over at the grocery store one day, I was just getting some stuff and there they are. The two of them with their cart smiling at me. I jokingly crash my cart into theirs and the three of us laugh and shook hands. We talked some and I found out they’ve been on a lot of overtime and they were thinking of calling me. “Jon, was back on our regular hours now, maybe you could stop over?” Matt said while smiling at Owen. “I’d like to see you guys again, we had a lot of fun last time!” I said, trying not to giggle.  “Let’s do it, Jon! There won’t be any moving furniture this time!” Owen laughed. Then Matt said while winking at me and Owen. “Come on over for a pizza, this Friday night, around six?” I sort of giggle

Part 3 – Invited on a Trip  As you’ve read in other of my Matt & Owen stories, they’re both just quiet, nice type guys and I “think” they must really like me, do to how they now-and-then call me over for some fun.  This time, it was going to be an interesting trip. They both, the two of them, saved up some cash so I could come along. (This I’d find this out later) They called me a few weeks in advance, about me taking time off from school and work. “Maybe Jon, you can you get Monday off or maybe even Friday and Monday?” Matt had asked. It was a trip to a small cabin, just a few hours north of us.  I did get it to all work out, I ended up just working an extra day in the week after our trip. We set off early that Friday morning around six or so. We used Owen’s little car and headed out. Matt & Owen sat up front and I sat in the middle of the back seat. I’d stick my head up between the two of them as we talked. I’d asked them many times what we were

Part 1 – Just a Friend to See Me?  One early   Saturday morning,  not even   6 am, my cell phone starts ringing out in the kitchen. I slowly get out of bed, thinking someone must be stuck in the ditch or in jail. I’m just one of those nice guys people call when they need help.    I first just looked to see who it was, odd it’s Jeff, a friend who I haven’t talked to in weeks or months. He’s a 22-year-old friend that just had a bad divorce. His wife had started seeing some other guy or something like that.      I answer it and he tells me he’s right now sitting in my driveway and just needs someone to talk too. I tell him I’m in bed and if he can he wait a minute or two? He then asked if I could just open the garage door and to please jump back in bed, he’ll let himself in and feel better if he doesn’t bug me too much.     I did what he asked, I reached out the door, pushed the garage door button and ran and jumped back in bed. I can hear the garage door kicking in and then

Part 2 – Help with Jeff’s Apt.  I got a call from my buddy Jeff the other day, asking if I can help him with a plumbing problem and if I can come over right away. I said, “Sure” and grabbed some plumbing tools and headed out.  Jeff’s a guy I helped out just a few weeks ago; he just got a   bad   divorce from his wife and well… needed some help. He’s always been a good friend and he   is   a “straight dude”, I guess. He’s been married and had girlfriends and I guess at the time, I was maybe just filling in for his wife? Odd I know but, Jeff’s good looking and most of all a good friend.  I got to his apartment at around 8 pm and Jeff met me at the door. A big smile on his face and he said; “Thanks for coming over Jon, I sort of lied to you about the plumbing problem. I just sort of wanted to see you again.” I just kind of stood there, and then he says, “Come on in I got something to show you.”  We went into the kitchen and look at the sink, it had been clogged but now he h

Part 3 – Just a Friend Again   As you may have read in the first parts of my “Just a Friend” stories, Jeff had lost his girl and showed up at my place, I thought he just needed a nice guy to talk to. But when he pretty much told me how horny he was with his girl gone, I really didn’t know   how far   all this would go. I found out…   Soon after his first visit, he called me back to his place with a plumbing problem and found out he was still just fuck’en horny. Don’t get me wrong, it’s fun for me too helping that guy out. He’s damn good looking, mainly his tight abs and a cute face but, most of all he’s a good friend!  This time he calls and wanted to know if he could maybe move in with me “Just for a while” I just said; “Sure, no big deal” That afternoon he showed up with just some of his stuff and I truly wondered   again   how this would all work out. It really was no big deal for me, a good-looking guy I’ve known for a while needs a place to stay and me having a nice s

Part 1 – The Boys Meet at Camp   Back when I was just in my teens, my Ma begged me to go to a 4-day camp. I tried to talk my way out of it, but I went anyway.  What surprised me later was I was going to really like it! As we took off, I waved goodbye to my Ma and then looked around on the bus. Most everybody looked happy to go, all talking and laughing. That’s when I saw the boy up front staring at me. Boy was he “good looking” too! I then looked out the window for a while then looked up and he was still looking at me and now smiling.  When we got there and they told us to pick a cabin, pick a bed and meet up back outside. I picked a cabin and took a bed way back in the corner, that’s when I saw that boy I saw on the bus take the bed next to mine. He put out his hand, shook mine and said his name was “Ethan” and hoped we can get along. I just said; “OK, that’s nice and we better go to the meeting”. (Just shaking the cute looking guys hand, made me horny)   The meeting

Part 2 – The Farm Boy   It was the time when I finally got my drivers license, I headed out in my old-junky pick-up that my dad gave me. (And I did love it!) I headed out to the summer camp road where I had met Ethan and the farm boy, Billy that time. (Read about it in my 1 st “ Summer Camp ” story) I then slowed down and stopped, to look over the cornfield, the place I got together with those two cute boys. Mmmm, wish I were there again.   I then drove around the next bend in the road and saw the farm where “I think” Billy said he came from. So, I slowed down and stopped at the end of the long driveway. To my surprise, another car pulled up behind me and stopped, a boy jumped out, said good-bye to the giggling girls inside and then they drove away. Was that Billy?   I was very happy to see it was Billy standing there, smiling at me. He then said; “I don’t remember your name, (then whispered) but I do remember the taste of your cock” Then he looked around, bent over, stu

Part 3 – The Farm Boy with a Smile  Billy (the farm boy) that I met at summer camp, (in parts 1&2) he had now got his own driver’s license and showed up at my house. Just seeing him knocking at the door and him standing there with his key-ring on his finger and that big smile of his, I knew what was up. I had gone to visit him when I got my new driver’s license and he now shows up at my house with his. All this gave me that “I got a good friend” feeling and it was great. He was very excited about his new driver’s license and having his ma’s old car. He said he just wanted to show me some areas he found, where we could maybe “be together”. I then just said; “OK Billy” He then grabbed my sleeve and pulled me out the front door. I just then called back to my ma, “I’m heading out ma, to try out a friend’s new car!” As we drove along Billy talked on and on about getting his driver’s license and his mom giving him her car. We then stopped and parked on the shoulde