You know its funny how you can work with somebody for 4 years, go to ball games, races, drink beer, go fishing, be each others best friend, and then one day find out something about each other. Ever since the day we met I've wanted him to fuck me but he never had a clue. For those 4 years and a few more to boot, on sunday morning I walk into the local adult theater, get a room and when a dick is stuck through the hole I back up to it. The frist sunday of december was the same thing, the dick that was stuck through the hole I'd seen many times, it wasn't the biggest or longest but good sized all the same. I was already undressed so I squated down and licked the length of it like I always do, then I handed him a comdom and backed up to the hole. In a few seconds he was fingering me, then the finger was replaced by the real thing, while I'm being stroked I always fantisize about it being my buddy. That day my wish came true, I heard the door close on that room, I waited a few seconds, then I heard somebody go into it, so I stepped out, just then he came out, and it was nobody other than my buddy. We looked at each other, but nothing was said, and I hurried out the side door. On the way home from the ball game the night before I was thinking how great it would be if he pulled over some place and fucked me, now he had, and that wasn't the first time. I didn't know how he'd react to it, but there was a race that afternoon and he'd said I'll pick you up. I went home and messed around for a while, then showered and a few minutes later I heard the rumble of his truck exhaust as he pulled in the drive. The races were great, and nothing seemed to have changed, we exchanged the same bullshit as always, went to dairy queen afterwards averything was cool. But on the way home I could tell he was thinking about something and I hoped it was the same thing as I was thinking. It wasn't long after we pulled into my drive that I found out he was, we sat there for a while talking, then I heard him make a funny noise like he was in discomfort, I turned to look at him, he was looking out the window, I glanced at his crotch and he had a hard on. He caught me looking and said its your fault, I said I didn't do anything and started laughing, we sat there a while longer then he said, I couldn't believe it was you that I fucked this morning, I never dreamed you were like that, but to be perfectly honest I've always wished you were. I said well, anytime I was getting it through that hole I've wished it was you on the other side and today it turned out you were. Then he said if you're going to be home around 7:00 I'll clean up and come over, I almost pissed myself at that, and he did come over, and it was so much better that I've not been back to the theater since.