I was mere moments away from kissing the braggy puppy love of my spirit, a crush I never would induce dreamed I had a luck with, a puppy love that was my best childhood acquaintance. A crush that was a straight man.

5 years ago I was finishing up my senior year of luxuriously school. I was a list, toned, 6'2, 180lbs wide receiver on our football team. I had little brown pilus, dark brownish eyes and pretty full, soft lips. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eye and extremely yearn eyelashes, people always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long leg, and never grew much hair. The compliment I received most from girls was my extremely shapely house of cards arse. No topic how much I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout most of high school, I was confident I was a completely heterosexual male. I had a few girlfriends, was attracted to women and never even had a thought about being with a man. I wasn't afraid of it, I just really had no attraction to males. That changed one day at football game pattern.

We were in the middle of our second practice of the day. It was during the centre of the summer, sun blaze. It was the rootage of camp, so we weren't wearing pads. Just doing pass throughs, making sure we knew the playing period. My skillful friend Dan was the recess back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most popular guys at our school, especially with the gentlewoman. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscle, spiritualist length blonde hair with a well-kept fauxhawk in the presence. He had crystal clear blue angel eyes, a devilish smile and a ridiculous amount of good luck charm. We were each other's wingmen, and we were good at it. We were also the two priming coat histrion on our football team, and since we played opposite positions, we got quite private-enterprise.

The quarterback called the playing period, hiked the ball and I casually started jogging my path. Dan was playing tight reporting, and as I stepped to the side to buy the farm him, he checked his sleeve hard into my bureau. Normally, I'd be used to that character of liaison. But considering it was a perfunctory praxis, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The succeeding gambol, he tried to do the Saami. Anticipating it, I grabbed his arms, pulling them. His momentum betrayed him and he fell hard to the earth. Dan was known for being a hot head, and being shown up on the football field was the number one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me severely to the ground. Because of the hotness and amount we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my stomach, his endanger muscles glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to shake him off, but he forced my hand to the undercoat and pinned me. I squirmed, but it was no use. I was on my rear, him straddling me, holding both my arms down. I looked up at him, saw the fire in his eyes, his muscles bulging holding me down, and I felt myself getting hard.

Luckily, two other players pulled him off before he could palpate what was stirring in my pants. Coach called the recitation early and we went to the shower bath. Normally, to the highest degree of us would lead family and shower there. But Dan and I each had oeuvre shortly after practice, so we opted to lavish then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big heap at all. We had both accidently seen each early naked, we had been friend since pre-school. It was fine. We'd each had sex while the early someone was in the way. So a shower shouldn't have been a big plenty. But just minutes earlier the sight of him, and his dominant jot, had made me heavy. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry turn and any contact would birth done it, but I was about to understand I was wrong.

We both stepped into the grouping showers, talking about school, female child and sports. For some understanding, I couldn't plosive looking at him out of the recession of my eye. To my relief, it had no effect on me. I was beginning to sense that it was nothing but an distortion. But then I saw him start to follow his dick. Flaccid, it was no more than than an column inch and a one-half. Nothing impressive. But as he washed himself, I saw him bulge to grow. He was obviously taking a bit Sir Thomas More sentence with that area, as he thought it was just he and I. He also didn't think

I'd be watching. I watched his prick grow in his hand. Not only was he growing to an impressive length, the girth of his putz was almost intimidating. By the time he was done, he had grown to what I figured was at least 8 inch, and at least a few column inch around. I'm surprised he didn't faint from the sudden rush of line.

That's when I felt it, my cock was rock hard. I hadn't even realized I was aroused. I quickly turned to the side, washed myself off and got out of the shower as soon as possible. I rushed to work out and test to put the storage out of my mind. For 5 years, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in CA looking for work. Throughout those 5 years, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that memory to masturbate. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an itch for another guy, never did anything with guy cable and enjoyed a sightly amount of sex with missy in college. But for some reason, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my dream came genuine after a bonny amount of unfortunate luck.

I had gotten a useless level in college, or at least that's what I was beginning to think after nearly a year went by without getting a job in my sphere. In that sentence, I worked a few odd occupation, but nothing fully time, and nothing that paid enough to give me any security system. I was in a constant state of stress or near eviction. However, that all changed one day when by a stroke of chance I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an acquaintance that I had met from my eminent school coach. One day working out at the gym he approached me and asked if I was doing well post-college. I told him my story and he hired me to avail him keep his Word of God, run some money and basically be his lackey. It was a funny business, one I wouldn't have ever tried to get involved in, but it paid very well. And was tax free. Plus, I was a devout sports fan, and when he let me bet, I generally did very well.

This continued for a few months, I was beginning to garner his respect even more, running more significant errands, responsible for to a greater extent money, and even being responsible for collection. He asked me if I wanted to start my own gang, being creditworthy for my own node, running my own business. Of course, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very large amount of the profit. But I couldn't passing up this opportunity. He told me to pop by bringing in one new fellow member to aim my job. Knowing Dan was in as much of a financial struggle as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The next few month also passed by with little happening. I was learning a ton, taking on a lot of responsibility, but loving the money. I was lounging at home, watching a home game that I had a lot of gamblers take wager on. The games was going quite well for me, when I got a yell from my boss. I double checked the caller-out I.D., since he was almost never the one to predict me.

"Come to the shop immediately. We need your help sorting affair out."His part made it clear that he wasn't asking me. This was a demand. I hurried to my car and drove chisel to his berth, my mind racing with what the problem could possibly be. I thought everything was going great.

I pulled up to his place and walked in to the independent room. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one opportunity to tell me everything and give this o.k. One. You recommended your acquaintance Dan, that means you're responsible for him."I wasn't sure where he was going with this, but I knew it couldn't be anything good.

"What is it ?"I asked nervously.

"Do you have $ 100,000 ?"He asked me. I was his employee, he knew my history, he knew the answer to that dubiousness.

"No, of course not."I said, my vocalization wavering.

"That's too bad, that would ingest made this a lot easier."He finished speechmaking, opened the threshold to his role and extend me inside. When I walked through the door, I couldn't help but want to run. I saw Dan beaten on the storey, rakehell covering his aspect. It looked like they had broken one of his legs.

"Your friend here thought he could skim money off the top from me. I've been watching him the finale few months, and I know for a fact that it was him. At to the lowest degree $ 100,000 is gone and he isn't giving it up. Do you have a go at it where it is ?"

"Of course not."I shot a look to Dan, I couldn't believe he had betrayed me.

"wellspring, I need that money back. I mean, maybe I don't need the money, but I do need more obedient employees. I can't let that go unpunished. You understand that, don't you Mitch ?"He asked me, genuinely believing I would agree with him. Instead, I said nothing.

"Now, I can either get rid of the problem, and just drive a expiration on the money. But I don't think either of you really want that. So, I'm going to render you a few choices to avail me get the money back. They all involve you taking part in a few of my other businesses."He let that sink in. Obviously, we preferred anything to death.

"First, as you know Mitch, I'm involved a bit in some drug trafficking. You two would be my mules. However, as you know, that job is even wild than your former one. Second, you could facilitate me by taking a rival that owes me a lot of money and making for certain his gang pay. third gear, you could take the air the streets for me the old forge way. Which sounds best ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His dead body, and smell, had been broken. I weighed the options in my mind. I wanted no component part of the drug swop. I had hear taradiddle of his mule and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The arcsecond one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom. I had done his account book, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get necessitate. third base, I knew that walking the streets would postulate me getting pimped out around town, to shady guy cable. And I wanted no part of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a similar finish.

"I, I don't know."I said helplessly. I looked at my boss, my center begging for mercy.

"I have one other theory for you two. Only for you two. Though it's probably not for either of you, it'd definitely be the safest."

Dan and I almost spoke at the same clip."Anything."

"Well, you two are both very good looking guy wire. You're Friend, and your desperate. This job will give you a house, food for thought and a very leisurely lifespan. You really won't have to do anything risky, or even illegal. It may make you uncomfortable though. And if you take this, you would call for to do everything possible to win over me and the guest that you're motivated."I had no idea where he was going with this, but it definitely seemed the most conformable.
"I'll do it."Dan chimed in.

"Don't speak so enthusiastically yet. You see, I have an apartment downtown that has been modified. It has cameras covering every inch of the stead. I wanted to obtain a couple fille to exist there, and pullulate the video to the internet, but I've had a very hard time accomplishing that. You two could take there place."He gave us another moment to think about it.

"You'd live together. Live a normal lifetime, you'd spend a lot of time indoors. sentry T.V. Play plot. Smoke. Get drunk. Relax. I don't concern. However, there would be a few very crucial rules."

"Go on."I said.

"Well, you'd have to be naked, at all times. The customers would be paying quite a bit to see all of you, and we wouldn't want them to be disappointed."

"So we'd be constantly watched, getting jacked off too ? roll in the hay that."Dan replied.

"I'm afraid it'd be more complicated than that. You see, you two, would take in to act…as a couple."

I was speechless, but my peter began to twinge under my pants.
"No way."Dan yelled. Spitting out blood.

"wellspring, you shot down my other alternative. This is your last choice."He said coolly, pulling out a side arm.

"I'm not gay."Dan said, panicking.

"I'm not asking you to be. You just demand to have sex with a guy on camera, for money. Live the life however you want, you'll just have to do certain things each day."

"Like ?"Dan and I asked at the Lapp time.

"Whatever a couple may do. Shower together, log Z's together. buss. springiness massages. lookout man shows together. Eat together. nestle. And, of course of study, screwing each other. Occasionally you might get certain demands from client, and if they pay enough, follow them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two Day off a week to do as you please. Put if you run, we kill you. If at any point you seem uninterested, we give you a warning, and then drink down you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you just make it worth the client'time and money. If you refuse, we kill you. The choice is yours."He finished talking and raised his gun, pointing it straight at Dan.

"When would we go ?"Dan asked, clearly giving in.

"You'll move in tonight. And the camera will start rolling the moment you're healed. Which I'd say is about a month and a one-half. I'd get used to the melodic theme before then. Agreed ?"

Dan could only oversee to nod his head.

"Mitch ?"

"Sure."Was all I managed to spit out, although I was secretly excited .