Best Friends Bare All E1 | Naked in the hot tub with my best buddy (Patreon)

Everyone is over the age of 18

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Drake has been in my life for as long as I can remember. He's silly, funny and kind of the real life representation of “boys will be boys.” I mean that in the way where you might see him trying to launch himself into space with a trampoline. He always brought the fun side out of me, and I probably wouldn't have come out of my shell if I didn’t meet him. In short, Drake is my best friend. 

Then, bam. Suddenly at 20, Drake started looking a lot different to me. Actually, I can tell you the exact moment everything changed for me. 

His parents have a hot tub that they banned us from using (Drake pissed in it once because someone dared him). So, it became kind of this running joke every time I went over for dinner and what not. We would take pictures of ourselves like we were about to climb in and send it to his family group chat.

Then one night, the house was empty and we were tired of playing foosball in the basement. For all the athleticism he has in real life, Drake is actually kinda ass at the game. 

“I'm bored of this. Let's do something else,” Drake said as he removed his cap. He's got the type of hair that's really dense and curly even when it's short. 

“You're bored of losing,” I said as I made a show of whooping his ass again with a final goal. 

“Yeah, whatever man. I'm going to destroy you tomorrow at soccer.” 

“We're on the same team, dumbass.” I looked at the clock and realized it was already 9. The game isn't early tomorrow, but practice starts at 6. “I should go.” 

“Let's hit the hot tub before you go. I'll tell my folks we’re loosening up before the big match,” Drake said with his mischievous grin. He never gives a fuck about the consequences. 

I didn't really care either. It wouldn't be me that gets into trouble anyway. So we went out to the backyard where the tub is and it was already steaming. That's Drake for you. He had it all planned out probably from the second he was home alone. 

“Oh, I don't have a bathing suit,” I said when I remembered. “I can run home and grab one.” I live just down the street so it wouldn't be difficult at all. 

“Nah, you got a birthday suit, don't you?” Drake said. Then, he just started stripping down in front of me.

I've seen it a thousand times in the locker room. But maybe there, I'm too busy changing myself or maybe I'm trying to avoid looking at my best friend like that . 

In any case, it felt like I was looking at him naked for the time in my life under the oddly bright porch light. 

Was he always that hairy? The hair on his chest is as dense and curly as it is on his head. With his young face, it's crazy how his whole front is matted with fur. I suppose his arms were always a solid indication of his hairiness now that I think about it. 

“We gotta get in together. Criminals don't snitch on each other.” He put his cap back on backwards after he got fully naked. 

And that was the moment I was talking about.

That was the moment I was like, “Fuck, he has a nice body.” We're both athletes but there's something about how his shoulders are that seem more developed than mine. Then, there's the thick treasure trail that leads all the way down to… 

“I'm freezing my nuts off here, Jake.” He uncrossed his arms and tapped an imaginary watch on his wrist. I took off all my clothes because… why not? With him naked in front of me, it just…made sense? At least, it made sense until I was standing there with my ass out and my underwear in front of my groin. “I've seen it before, man. You got nothing to worry about. It's a nice schlong.” 

Drake turned around and climbed into the hot tub. It felt weird to see my best friend’s hairy asshole like that but also it was really fucking cool. It felt freeing, I guess. I had to climb in quickly before he turned around or he would have seen my growing dick. 

The hot water hit me like an intensely warm blanket and I was immediately relaxed. 

“Oh my god, it's like nutting for the first time,” Drake groaned as he wadded through the water. 

“What?” I laughed. I mean, I guess I can see the comparison. We've been anticipating doing this for so long that there was a kind of exhilarating high to it. 

“Oh fuck yeah, these jets.” He leaned back, put his arms on the rim of the rub and sighed deeply. The bubbles were coming up all over him. 

It could've been the heat in the tub, or the fact that I saw my friend’s hairy fit body in a different light for the first time. In any case, I was insanely horny. Like horny enough that I was about to do things I might regret the next day. 

“Have you ever tried to use the jets on your dick at the pool before?” I said. He laughed with his eyes closed. 

“No, I never use the hot tubs at the pool. Aren't they nasty?” 

“I mean, not more nasty than the pool itself, probably.” I said. He puckered his lips as he considered what I said, and then sat up straight.

That's the thing with Drake. He'll pretty much try anything once. 

“Tickles,” he said as he turned around and gripped the tub. “Actually, that's kind of nice.” 

Seeing just the bill of his hat and his broad shoulders drew me in and I was right behind him when I said the next words to him. 

“Is it making you hard?” 

I want to touch him. 

“Yeah, kinda,” Drake said. “Is this a fucking posh way of jerking off or what?” 

“It could be, I guess.” The water beads dropping off his shoulder was so sexy. I had to really try to not grab him from under the water. 

Then he backed up a bit and crashed right into me. 

Right into my boner, actually, but I don't think he knew what he was feeling. 

But I did grab his hips as he bumped into me, and he didn't stop me cause I guess it didn't feel weird given it was him that was moving. 

“Whoa…” Drake said in surprise and I felt the energy shift in his body from his hips. 

“Feels good, right?” I said. I wanted to nibble on his ear so badly. Ears are kind of a turn on zone for me.

“Yeah…” 

I felt his hips rolling forward, humping slightly forward to get the jet to massage his cock. 

What if I grab his cock? 

How big is it when it's hard? 

“Holy shit! Yeah!” Drake moaned suddenly. I could tell there was a smile on his face. He leaned back on me, and I kept him floating in that exact space. His back is unexpectedly smooth for how hairy his front is. 

“Found a good spot?” 

“Oh yeah.” He was pushing back on me for support and I inched forward with my fingers from hips until I touched his thick treasure trail. I could feel the water jetting past his cock and onto my hands. “Holy shit, I've been missing out!” 

“You think you can nut like this?” I said, and then I pressed my lips onto the bill of his cap. It was the closest I can get to kissing right now, and since I couldn't touch myself it was all I could do. 

“Holy shit!” Drake just repeated instead of answering me. I moved my hands downwards, feeling his dense pubes and stopping right at the base of his shaft. 

He's so hard. 

“Oh yeah! Holy fuck! Yeah!” His hips rolled forward. “Ah!” I kissed the bill of his hat, not knowing if he could even feel it. I knew he was cumming from the way his body was jerking “Oh fuck! What the fuck! Shit!” Drake laughed and I backed up just enough so I could jerk off quickly. 

With my other hand, I slid up his muscular side until my fingers popped out of the water. I placed it on his left shoulder and squeezed. 

“That was crazy. I didn't know that a jet could make me nut,” he said, facing away from me. 

I reached out with my thumb and pushed onto the back of his neck. 

Oh shit. I hold my breath while I started to nut into the hot water. 

“A neck massage too? Don't mind if I do?” Drake leaned back into my thumb and I pushed while finishing myself off inches away from him. “Oh shit, are we swimming in a soup of my baby batter?”