“I’m tired of this constant bitching and fighting!” I yelled at Brad. He looked so hurt. That’s not my fault. For the past week Brad and I have done nothing but argue. Not even about anything important. Just trivial shit. Frankly I have become very tired of this day to day routine. All we do is bitch, cry, fuck, and sleep. Not that I’m complaining about the fucking but that’s not my point. I swear to God if I didn’t love him so much I’d beat his face in with a sledgehammer.

“Well I’m tired of you!” Brad retorted smugly and turned his back to me. I was tired of that shit to. Am I supposed to feel bad because he can’t look at me? The only reason he turns back is because he doesn’t want me to see him cry. I hate to be such a hard ass, wait yeah I do, time to teach Brad a lesson.

“It’s over Brad. Fuck you, and your bullshit. I’m done with it and I’m done with you,” I gave him a smirk and walked past him. “You brought this on yourself.” I threw in as I calmly opened the door and began to walk out. I turned and looked back at the sullen figure shaking in the middle of the room. His eyes met mine. I almost felt sorry for what I had done. Then I slammed the door.

I felt so vindicated, so free. I made my way down the long hall towards my room. I was on my way to drink away my life and listen to Stone Temple Pilots. As I continued my venture I saw Mike standing getting ready to walk out the door. I wonder if I should tell him or wait for Brad to break it to him.

“Hey Chaz,” Mike said with a smile. “You look happy.”

“That I am, that I am,” I replied with a sly smile. “So where you off to?”

“No where really. I just got kinda bored in my room,” He answered closing the door.

“Well I’ll see you later then,” Enough small chat. After all I have a bottle of vodka waiting for me. I waved good-bye and continued down the hall. ‘I broke up with Brad,’ I sang the words in my head.

“You what?” Mike exclaimed from behind me. I froze in mid walk. My mouth dropped open. DAMNIT! I said that out loud. I let out a small sigh and turned.

I smiled and simply replied, “Yep.”

Mike walked up to me and grabbed my arm. He pulled me to his door, slid the card in, and pushed me inside. He looked at me with a cocked eyebrow as he removed his jacket. In the process his shirt came up revealing his stomach. Yummy.

“So come on tell me, what happened?” Mike prodded. Ummm…I broke your best friend’s heart and I feel rather great about it. Not a good thing to say. Think Chaz. You’re good at this.

“Ummm…We broke up…” I replied. I need to think a little more before I answer anymore questions. Mike walked over to the mini-fridge and grabbed two sodas. Mike has a nice ass. An extremely nice ass. I’d like to tap that ass. Okay stopping perverted thoughts now.

“Why?” He asked looking at me puzzled. Why? I let out a tiny inaudible whimper.

“We fight too much,” Another genius answer. I sat down on Mike’s bed sipping on my soda. He looked around the room as if looking for the right words.

“Poor baby,” He finally said sitting down next to me. I swear to God mike is coming on to me. This is…Great. Hell I’m single why not go for it. Enjoy this shit while you got it, right. Oh and I shall. I smiled at Mike as he engorged me in a pleasure filled kiss. My mind raced with how great this kiss is.

I straddled Mike’s hips and pushed him down on the bed. His length bumped mine as he ground into my hips. I let out a pre-mature moan and continued my assault on Mike’s tongue. He moaned into my mouth as I started to unbuckle his pants. I pulled his cock free and let it rub against my stomach as we continued to kiss.

I had to have him. I had to be inside of him. Just the thought of his tight ass…Baseball. Keep it together Bennington. Mike began his work on my belt. Then to the button and the zipper. I pulled away from my heavy kissing long enough to peal my wifebeater off.

I laughed to myself. Mike isn’t as straight as he claims to be. Mike started a rhythmic pace on my cock. Yep he’s about as straight as a bent pole.

“Role over,” Mike demanded. So I did. Never was one to disappoint. So here I am getting sucked off by my best friend. Life is good. I could feel my heart start beating faster. My climax was nearing. Then it stopped.

My eyes shot open and I looked up. Mike got up. What the fuck! I didn’t even…Oh there’s Mike. Lube. Nevermind. Mike poured lube onto my cock and began to stroke. It felt so good. I almost cried it felt so good. Once again Mike had stopped but for a very good reason. It was my turn.

He just lay there, legs open, waiting. So I jumped on him. I spread his legs more and inserted myself. I held his arms above his head as I started a slow and steady pace. I was right. He had done this before. Not a tear fell from his eyes. Bad boy. Yet so good. My pace got quicker. Now I was just sticking it to him harder and faster, deeper and sweeter.

Mike tried to get loose but I still had him pinned down. All I worried about is getting mine. I know he’d get his. He began to moan as I hit his spot over and over. He pushed against my arms and my hips as I pulsed inside of him. I was soon letting out my own deep-throated moans. Then I let myself go. I spilt forth my seed deep in the reaches of Mike’s ass. I passed out on top of him. He’s cummed all over his stomach, I really hadn’t noticed. God life is great!

“Hey Mike!” Brad yelled from the front door. Holy shit! Both Mike and I jumped up from the bed. Mike had slipped on his clothes and waited tell mine were secure before he opened the door. I could feel the cum sticking to my shirt. Sick shit. Brad walked in and looked dead at me. I smiled.

“Hi Brad,” I said as he looked at Mike. I looked around the room to see if I’d missed anything. I spotted the tube o’ lube on the far corner of the bed. CRAP! Brad had followed my gaze and he fell upon the lube. His eyes fixed on me and then moved to Mike.

“My best friend?” He asked me with tears forming in his eyes. I just looked at him and sighed. I looked at Mike and winked. I’d see him later. I walked out the door and left the friends to talk. I’m such a bad little boy. And don’t I love it…