Helping a Pal

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The night I lost my virginity was a dull affair. We both got a little tipsy, she fell off the bed, I fell on top of her, and a few messy, awkward, and quite frankly, painful, pumps later, the deed was done and everything that I had expected and hoped for from the explosive ordeal, dwindled in my mind and it was over.

Don't get me wrong, the very next day I was back fantasising about chicks in my head and beating my meat at every possible opportunity, but the real deal just wasn't all that it was cracked up to be. Some of the guys told me it was just because it was my first time, but nothing about the experience had been enjoyable at all. To say I was confused was an understatement.

Jayden and I were setting off to soccer camp that following week, and given that he'd been my best friend since we were in diapers, he had the unfortunate task of listening to me bitch and moan for the entire bus journey.

"Bro, just move on" he told me as we reached the camp, "there's plenty more fish in the sea".

We were very alike in almost every single way. We were both mad about sports, both of us liked to keep fit and healthy, and up until the previous week, both of us had been on a mission to lose our virginity. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't a little smug that I'd gotten there first, but Jayden didn't seem too bothered.

I'd always wondered why it hadn't been an easy feat for him. Admittedly, he was far more handsome than I was, and he had the personality to match. He got on great with pretty much everybody he met, especially women. I guess that might have been my first clue.

We'd been going to soccer camp every year since we were in middle school. At eighteen, it was likely the last year we'd be going, which was bittersweet. The place was in the middle of nowhere, with two huge cabins full of small dorm rooms that fit four people each. For as long as I could remember, our parents had always ensured that we bunked together, and nothing had changed since.

Two other guys were already there when we got in. Casper who I remembered from the previous year, and another dude named Eric. They seemed pretty cool, but they kept to themselves mostly, so when they left the room, only Jayden and I remained.

"It's just shit that people make it seem like it's the best thing ever" I continued, still unable to rid myself of the misery, "I'd go as far as saying that it actually sucked".

Jayden shoved his bag onto the bottom bunk and sat down, watching as I stripped from the clothes I'd been wearing all day. There was nothing unusual about changing in front of each other, we'd been doing it forever.

"Honestly, bro" I said, pulling down my shorts, "I think I'd rather still be a virgin... Uh... Are you good?"

Jayden's eyes were focused directly on my boxer briefs, and when I called him out on it he just laughed.

"Daydreaming" he smiled, and lay back on the bed.

The first night was just like it always was. People were still arriving until the late hours, so after grabbing some food in the canteen, everyone headed off to sleep, and when the next morning arrived, it was time to play.

Jayden was good. Really good. I'd always been pretty jealous of him in that department, but not in a nasty way. I wasn't too bad myself, but he was always that bit better. As usual, he ran circles around everybody, and when we all returned to the cabins afterwards, the two of us grabbed our towels and clothes for the shower.

"Do you think you'll get the scholarship?" I asked him as the two of us stood naked under the streams.

Jayden was soaping his armpits when he shrugged. I liked that about him, he didn't take anything too seriously.

We continued washing and chatting until I noticed that he kept his back to me for the entire thing. Perhaps that was a normal response for some people, but we'd seen each other's dicks thousands of times, so it struck me as a little strange.

"You're right" I eventually said, scrubbing my balls, "I'm going to go and find another chick when we get home, maybe I was just too big for Kerry".

Jayden laughed and looked around at me, just like he had in the dorm room, he instantly dropped his eyes to my groin.

I wasn't particularly bothered about him checking out my junk. I mean, I was pretty well endowed, but something felt a bit weird about the whole thing. He'd never purposely stared at me like that before. At least, I hadn't noticed him doing it anyway.

"Dude, I think you're turning gay" I joked, and shook my dick at him.

He scoffed and turned back around.

The two of us dried off across the room, and Jayden seemed in a hurry to get his underwear back on. I was in no rush though, so I continued thinking out loud as I dried my hair with the towel.

"Do you think different chicks have bigger pussies?" I pondered.

"What if I was?" Jayden said, and I glanced at him before raising a brow.

"What?"

"What if I was?" He repeated.

"What if you were what?"

"Gay".

I stared at him for a second, then laughed. If there was anybody on the planet who was most certainly not gay, it was Jayden. The kid had grown up playing sports during the day and working with his dad in a fucking car garage at night. He was the epitome of straightness.

"Then I'd just fuck you instead of looking for big pussied chicks" I grinned, and dried off my face. "But seriously" I added, wrapping the towel around the back of my neck, "maybe I just need to find someone more compatible with my huge sausage".

"Yeah" he smiled, though there was something sad about his expression, "maybe".

The conversation in the showers rocked me a little bit. There was no way on earth that Jayden was gay. If he was, he would have told me years ago. We had always told each other everything. Damn, he was the first person I told about my car crash sex story. He was surely joking, but as I lay in the bunk that night, I realised that it might have made sense.

The sneaky glances, keeping his back to me in the showers, the fact that despite his striking good looks he was still a virgin, maybe he was gay. I felt a punch of shame as I lay there. Had I said or done something throughout the course of our friendship that made him feel like he couldn't tell me? That thought was terrifying.

Whether Jayden was gay, straight, black, white or green, he was still my best friend, and nothing in the world would change that.

"Hey" I whispered, as Eric and Casper snored loudly from the other side of the room. "Are you awake?"

There was a moment of silence before Jayden responded.

"Yeah, why?"

"Are you gay?"

A longer silence now. An audible gulp. A deep breath.

"Yeah".

"Can you be my wingman for chicks now?"

A shorter silence. A relieved exhale.

"Sure".

"One more thing" I said.

"What?"

"Do you want to lose your virginity before we go home?"

This silence was the longest.

"With who?" He replied nervously.

I kept my eyes on the ceiling, but I'd already made my decision. He'd been keeping this secret for years, and now we both had something to gain from this.

"Me" I said, and now I was the nervous one.

The only sound that came was the snores from the other side of the room, until finally Jayden responded.

"Sure".