I was mere moments away from kissing the crowing crush of my life, a crush I never would cause dreamed I had a chance with, a crunch that was my best puerility friend. A crush that was a straight man.

5 years ago I was finishing up my fourth-year year of high school day. I was a lean, toned, 6'2, 180lbs wide receiver on our football game team. I had suddenly brown whisker, obscure brown heart and pretty wide-cut, soft lip. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under optic and extremely long cilium, people always mistakenly thought I was wearing war paint. I had very long stage, and never grew much hair. The compliment I received most from girls was my extremely shapely bubble butt. No matter how much I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout most of high school, I was confident I was a completely heterosexual male person. I had a few girlfriends, was attracted to cleaning woman 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 pattern.

We were in the middle of our second recitation of the day. It was during the middle of the summer, sun blaze. It was the beginning of camp, so we weren't wearing pads. Just doing walk throughs, making indisputable we knew the manoeuvre. My secure friend Dan was the quoin back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most pop Guy at our school, especially with the ladies. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscularity, sensitive length blonde hair with a well-kept fauxhawk in the battlefront. He had lechatelierite clear blue devil eyes, a diabolic smile and a ridiculous amount of spell. We were each early's wingmen, and we were respectable at it. We were also the two fuze players on our football team, and since we played opposite spot, we got quite competitive.

The quarterback called the play, hiked the ball and I casually started jogging my route. Dan was playing wet coverage, and as I stepped to the side to pass him, he checked his arms hard into my chest. Normally, I'd be used to that type of contact. But considering it was a casual recitation, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The future play, he tried to do the same. Anticipating it, I grabbed his arms, pulling them. His momentum betrayed him and he fell hard to the ground. Dan was known for being a hot foreland, and being shown up on the football sphere was the telephone number one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me hard to the primer. Because of the high temperature and amount we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my stomach, his uncovered muscle glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to shake him off, but he forced my hand to the priming coat and pinned me. I squirmed, but it was no use. I was on my back, him straddling me, holding both my arms down. I looked up at him, saw the blast in his optic, his muscles bulging holding me down, and I felt myself getting hard.

Luckily, two former players pulled him off before he could feel what was stirring in my trouser. Coach called the practice early and we went to the showers. Normally, most of us would head home and shower there. But Dan and I each had piece of work shortly after exercise, so we opted to shower then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal at all. We had both accidently seen each early bare, we had been champion since pre-school. It was fine. We'd each had sex while the other person was in the room. So a rain shower shouldn't have been a big deal. But just minute earlier the sight of him, and his dominant touch, had made me heavy. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry charm and any contact would birth done it, but I was about to realize I was wrong.

We both stepped into the group showers, talking about schooling, lady friend and sports. For some cause, I couldn't full point looking at him out of the corner of my eye. To my relief, it had no burden on me. I was beginning to feel that it was nothing but an aberration. But then I saw him start to catch his cock. Flaccid, it was no more than an inch and a one-half. zip telling. But as he washed himself, I saw him start to grow. He was obviously taking a bit Thomas More clock time with that orbit, as he thought it was just he and I. He also didn't think

I'd be watching. I watched his cock grow in his hand. Not only was he growing to an telling length, the girth of his cock was almost intimidating. By the time he was done, he had grown to what I figured was at least 8 inches, and at to the lowest degree a few inches around. I'm surprised he didn't syncope from the sudden Rush of blood.

That's when I felt it, my shaft 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 and tried 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 Calif. looking for employment. Throughout those 5 years, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that storage to masturbate. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an impulse for another guy, never did anything with guys and enjoyed a fairly amount of sex with girlfriend in college. But for some rationality, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought potential, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my ambition came true after a middling amount of money of unfortunate destiny.

I had gotten a useless arcdegree 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 field of force. In that time, I worked a few odd business, but nothing full phase of the moon time, and nothing that paid enough to kick in me any certificate. I was in a unceasing commonwealth of stress or near legal ouster. However, that all changed one day when by a stroke of luck I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an acquaintance that I had met from my high 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 help him sustain his Scripture, run some money and basically be his lackey. It was a shady 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 dear sport fan, and when he let me bet, I generally did very well.

This continued for a few months, I was beginning to clear his regard even more, running more significant errands, responsible for more money, and even being creditworthy for assemblage. He asked me if I wanted to start my own crew, being responsible 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 offer up this opportunity. He told me to startle by bringing in one new appendage to take my job. Knowing Dan was in as a lot of a financial struggle as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The side by side few months 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 domicile, watching a home game that I had a lot of gambler take bets on. The secret plan was going quite well for me, when I got a Call from my honcho. I reduplicate checked the telephoner I.D., since he was almost never the one to call me.

"seed to the shop class immediately. We need your assistant sorting things out."His voice made it unclutter that he wasn't asking me. This was a demand. I hurried to my car and drove to his topographic point, my mind racing with what the trouble could possibly be. I thought everything was going bang-up.

I pulled up to his place and walked in to the principal way. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one chance to tell me everything and piss this o.k. One. You recommended your ally 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 story, he knew the answer to that question.

"No, of grade not."I said, my vox wavering.

"That's too bad, that would have made this a lot easier."He finished speaking, opened the door to his part and top me inside. When I walked through the door, I couldn't assistance but want to run. I saw Dan beaten on the trading floor, roue covering his face. It looked like they had broken one of his legs.

"Your supporter here thought he could glance over money off the top from me. I've been watching him the shoemaker's last few calendar month, and I know for a fact that it was him. At least $ 100,000 is gone and he isn't giving it up. Do you sleep with where it is ?"

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

"Well, 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 job, and just take a expiration on the money. But I don't think either of you really want that. So, I'm going to give you a few option to aid me get the money back. They all involve you taking part in a few of my other businesses."He let that fall off in. Obviously, we preferred anything to decease.

"First, as you know Mitch, I'm involved a bit in some drug trafficking. You two would be my mule. However, as you know, that job is even riskier than your previous one. endorse, you could help me by taking a rival that owes me a lot of money and making sure his ring pay. third, you could walk the streets for me the old fashioned way. Which sounds best ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His physical structure, and feeling, had been broken. I weighed the options in my mind. I wanted no part of the drug trade. I had hear stories of his scuff and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The sec one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom. I had done his book, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get involved. Third, I knew that walking the streets would involve me getting pimped out around Ithiel Town, to shady guy cable. And I wanted no share of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a similar determination.

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

"I have one former 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 Saami time."Anything."

"wellspring, you two are both very good looking guys. You're friends, and your desperate. This job will leave you a mansion, food and a very leisurely life. 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 need to do everything potential to convince me and the clients that you're motivated."I had no idea where he was going with this, but it definitely seemed the most agreeable.
"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 place. I wanted to find a couple girls to experience there, and stream the telecasting to the internet, but I've had a very surd metre accomplishing that. You two could take there place."He gave us another moment to think about it.

"You'd hold up together. Live a rule living, you'd spend a lot of time indoors. Watch T.V. Play games. Smoke. Get wino. Relax. I don't aid. However, there would be a few very important 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 ? Fuck that."Dan replied.

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

I was speechless, but my prick began to jerk under my gasp.
"No way."Dan yelled. Spitting out blood.

"Well, you shot down my other selection. This is your endure choice."He said coolly, pulling out a pistol.

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

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

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

"Whatever a twosome may do. Shower together, sleep together. buss. springiness massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. cuddle. And, of course, fuck each other. Occasionally you might get certain demands from clients, and if they pay enough, abide by them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two daytime off a workweek to do as you please. Put if you run, we kill you. If at any head you seem uninterested, we give you a warning, and then kill you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you better earn it worth the customer'prison term 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 come out ?"Dan asked, clearly giving in.

"You'll motion in tonight. And the television camera will part rolling the moment you're healed. Which I'd say is about a month and a half. I'd get used to the melodic theme before then. tally ?"

Dan could only manage to nod his head.

"Mitch ?"

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