Part 1
Matt and Nick were playing videogames in Matt's room. They were neighboors and their families got along with each other. They practicaly grew up together and had been friends since they could remember. They were both sixteen at the time. Nick was tall, with black hair and blue eyes. Girls used to find him irresistible because of his good looks and charming ways. He had a younger sister, Natalie, whom he loved. Matt was handsome and as tall as his friend, but with a little more muscle. His hair was disrty blonde and his eyes were like honey. He also had a loved younger sibling, Jimmy, but their relationship wasn't all that good, 'cause the little brat was so good in everything and this made the older brother feel a bit threatened. Besides, the three years difference in that age was enough to make Matt more likely to hang around Nick instead of his brother.
That day, Jimmy was particularly mad at Matt since he played a prank on him, tying him to the fence with the help of his friend. Matt had his reasons to do it, but still felt kind of guilty.
"Do you think I went too far, dude?", asked Matt.
"Nah, it was just a joke. Jimmy wasn't harmed or anything. He'll get over it. But, do you think he's telling your folks about it?"
"I don't think so"
They kept playing, but the recent events were still revolving in Matt's head, making him distracted. Thanks to this, Nick was on a winning streak and he wasted no time in rubbing it on his friend's face. With the latest winning, a flying pillow landed on Nick's head, what started a friendly wrestling match. Their skills were pretty much alike, but Matt was a bit stronger and in that moment, more determined to win, so he ended on top of Nick, who was flat on his stomach and with both arms being pulled back by his friend. It had been a short but intense match, and both of them were sweaty in their tank tops and shorts. It had been somehow liberating for them.
"Fine, you got me", said Nick, smiling and breathing heavily. He could feel Matt's warm body on top of him, holding his arms tight and his breathing in the back of his neck. This, together with the excitement of the wrestling started to wake him up down the waist. That was an odd feeling for him. He was straight and was sure they were nothing but really good friends. "Get off me, dude", he said when he noticed Matt wasn't moving. He also felt something else around his friend's low area.
He felt his arms being released, but not for long. Matt quickly grabbed his arms again and passed a sheet below the elbows.
"Hey, sore looser. What are you doing?", asked Nick, a little puzzled. His answer came right away went he felt his elbows being pulled together tight by the fabric, which Matt tied and cinched, leaving Nick unable to move his arms. This took some seconds, but was enough for Nick to feel his member growing even more. This was confusing and embarrasing. It turned a little scary when he noticed the same reaction coming from his friend.
Matt was staring at his friend laying underneath. He could feel the young body covered in sweat. He could see the muscles of Nick's arms all tense because of the effort of the match and the stress of the bindings. He was in a little trance, but was brought back when he realised he was getting too excited about it. This was strange for him as well and didn't want to feel this way about his friend, so he got up immediately, hoping Nick didn't notice. He sat back in front of the screen, trying to hide his bulge with his legs.
Nick remained right where Matt left him, as if he were nailed to the ground. Matt wasn't sure if his friend had felt his boner and had no idea that the feeling had been mutual.
"I'm sorry, dude", said Matt, "I was just goofing around". He wanted to go back to his friend, but he was still excited and didn't want to let it show. "You want me to release you?".
"It's OK. I'm fine". In that moment, Nick was trying to reduce his own boner, what was hard because his arms were still tightly bound, but thinking of his friend coming back to do anything would be worse. Eventually, he got up and sat like his buddy, but to an appropriate distance.
They stayed that way for almost half an hour: Matt playing games and Nick with his arms trussed up. They were staring at the screen and didn't even dare to look at each other. Matt, of course, couldn't concentrate and kept loosing, so he decided to turn off the console and approached his friend, who got a little tense, but relaxed when he was set free from his bindings.
"I'm so thirsty. Do you want something to drink?" asked Matt.
"Yeah, sure" said Nick as he moved his arms to restore the circulation and make the numbness dissapear.
Nick left not long after that. They remained best friends, but the wrestling matches were something from the past. They never mentioned that afternoon again, at least not until....
TBC