It had been almost a year since my best friend, Jeff, had
been shipped off to Japan. He was in the Marines and I rarely spoke to him
anymore. Yeah, we were best friends, but I’d always felt more for him than he
did for me . . .not to mention he was straight as an arrow, had a new Japanese
girlfriend and wouldn’t have done anything with me to begin with. But, I still
had my imagination and had jerked off to him more times than I could count.
I often wondered what it would be like, to have him on top
of me, in control and taking me with his huge dick. He wasn’t a big guy, but
was handsome and lean with just enough muscle and a smile that just seemed to
light up a room. Yeah, I’ve got it bad, but I’ll never know what THAT would
feel like. I’ll never know what it would be like to be in a relationship with
Jeff.
That’s what I used to think.