I reluctantly let my hands drop limply, but my dick was the farthest thing from limp.He tossed the notebook on his bed but remained just inches in front of me. Gay sex Eight friends with only a few more months together before life scatters us all around the country.I walk right up to Chris and hug him hard. The toes give one more wiggle and then the foot slides back down my shin before disappearing.How did I even get to this place and time? Was anything in the world ever meant to feel this good? It’s by far the most interesting thing about me. Ricky rose from the bed and stood right in front of me. It’s easy to say that we always will be, but who knows if it’s true? I say, “Umm, Chris…”“Timmy, you’ve been my best friend for as long as I can remember.” He looks me hard in the eyes, “I know you like no one else. Our own private celebration.”“But without the fancy rented clothes.”“I much prefer Nike high-tops and gaping holes in old sweat socks.”I laugh.