I met Matt as a Freshman in high school and we speedily hit it off. We fooled around a few times but nothing serious, but after a while we didn’t do anything sexual because we had become such great friends. My Senior year I moved across the country, and even with three thousand mile in between us we got tighter then ever.
We talked weekly and knew everything about each other. We went through relationships together, jobs, large decisions, everything. It became one of the best friendship I ever had and I never wanted anything to jeopardize it. The years went by and I went home this year for Christmas we realized it had been ten years since we had seen each other. So we decided to celebrate and hit a local bar. By the end of the night we were acting like high school kids again. And for some reason ended up doing some of the same things we hadn’t done in years, plus a lot more. One minute I was admiring a shots he had hung on his wall, a black and white of his ex-girlfriends rump, the next minute I felt him behind me and the only ass he was looking at was mine.
To my surprise, I didn’t crave him to stop. I pushed towards him and wanted more. We went all out that night, doing things that we had never planned on doing together, and it felt sweet. It’s been several months since that night, and we have gone back to our normal routine of weekly calls and discussions about everything in the globe. For some reason though, we have never said a word about what happened. So everything is just back to normal. We happen to be friends who on occasion have a few more benefits then normal.
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Nicole in Michigan