Best Friend Guy Novels & Stories

I exclaimed "I asked you a yes or no question. You still haven't answered" He said to me "I am not doing anything at all with them or anyone else. You're taking everything out of proportion. Why are you so upset that I have friends that aren't your friends too?" I asked him "What the fuck are you talking about? I don't have any friends like that. The guys we hung out with are our teammates so they automatically became our friends. Declan and Collin are your best friends. You wanted me to associate more so that's how it came to me inviting Zach, Damien, Steven and Avery at my house the other day. The only fucking friends I have are my brothers so don't talk about me being upset because you ha

he reasoned. I gave him a look. “You are unbelievable, you know that right?” He nodded as he happily devoured his chicken. “Just remind me to announce to the pack that I am in need of a new beta,” I said to him. “I sure will, but I know you will not find anyone like me,” he replied with a smug smile. I resisted to urge to punch him in the face. But he was right. I was never going to find anyone like him. He was loyal, good at what he did and the most amazing best friend that anyone could ever ask for.

he says and waves goodbye. Jon has been my best friend for years. I was shy and a bit of a loner when I was younger. Then, one day, Jon decided he wanted me to be his best friend. He has brought out my confidence and made me a stronger wolf. I am happy to be his beta.

At this point I'm saying I could help him with that, he says thank you so much but how would you do that, you are straight. So I say well I could look for a couple gay guys for you, he replies yeah well I know we've been best friends for 10 years now and I hope you won't hate me for this but since you are like 6ft4 and are way bigger than me, I've always wondered how big your dick is!

He asked. “That you get fucked pretty good. Am going with no” Scott said. “What Scott is trying to say is that it isn’t a bad thing. That’s just the way you are. All that matters is that you’re happy” I said. “It doesn’t change our friendship, right?” He asked. “Why the fuck would it change it. Just because you like a guy doesn’t change what we have” I said. “But I need to know to this guy who fucked you this damn good” Scott said and I face palm myself. How am I friends with an idiot…………..

Guys want to be us. Austen Cooper. The man snoring next to me. Is my childhood best friend. The guy I went skating with for the first time. The boy I went to middle school with. Played sports with. Laughed with. Pulled pranks on our parents together. We spent every second together. And after my brother. He was there for me every step of the way. He’s the Chandler to my Joey. My drinking buddy. My teammate. My brother. He’s the person I share everything with. He’ll be my best man at my wedding, that’s guaranteed.

I sighed. “I hear you!” Tony, my new friend at the IT section and Lucas’ best friend, huffed as he pushed through the crowd to walk with me and Thea. Like Lucas had predicted, I loved this guy! Because like Thea had said, he was perfect! He was funny, he was intelligent and he worked out so he had amazing toned abs. He was the perfect guy! There was just one small problem… I didn’t like him that way… He was like a brother to me.

Oh god my friend is so much in trouble. Xx__xX

He ended the call and I chuckled. Michael Slaquent, he's my bestfriend since we're in highschool. He's a really nice guy and he the best best friend that I've ever have. He always know what I want, what I like, what I don't like and just everything. He's the best in everything though.. People said that we both are meant to be together but we both just laughed it off. We don't like each other that way, I never even have a crush on him. He's my bestfriend and just forever will be my bestfriend.

Way 20: My Husband's Best Friend Chapter 1: The Confession I never planned to cheat on my husband. But Jason had always been there — my husband Mike’s best friend since college. Tall, charming, heavily tattooed, with that effortless bad-boy smile that made my stomach flutter every time he came over. Mike was safe, sweet, and stable. Jason was fire. Tonight, Mike was passed out drunk upstairs after our little house party. Most guests had left, but Jason stayed behind to help clean up. Or at least that’s what we told ourselves.