I was mere here and now away from kissing the braggy crush of my living, a crush I never would have dreamed I had a chance with, a crushed leather that was my best childhood friend. A crush that was a straight man.

5 years ago I was finishing up my older year of high school. I was a lean, toned, 6'2, 180lbs wide receiver on our football game squad. I had short brownness hair, wickedness Brown University eyes and pretty full-of-the-moon, soft lips. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eye and extremely long eyelashes, citizenry always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long peg, and never grew much hair. The compliment I received most from girls was my extremely shapely bubble butt. No topic how much I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout most of high shoal, I was confident I was a completely heterosexual male. 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 attractor to males. That changed one day at football practice.

We were in the centre of our indorse practice of the day. It was during the heart of the summer, sun blazing. It was the beginning of camp, so we weren't wearing pads. Just doing walkway throughs, making trusted we knew the frolic. My skillful friend Dan was the corner back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most popular hombre at our schooling, especially with the ladies. He was 6'level, 165lbs of muscle, medium length blonde whisker with a kept up fauxhawk in the front. He had crystal clear blue eyes, a rascally grin and a cockeyed quantity of charm. We were each other's wingmen, and we were serious at it. We were also the two primer players on our football team, and since we played opposite lieu, we got quite competitive.

The quarterback called the play, hiked the ball and I casually started jogging my itinerary. Dan was playing plastered reporting, and as I stepped to the face to expire him, he checked his arms hard into my chest. Normally, I'd be used to that eccentric of contact. But considering it was a casual recitation, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The next gambol, he tried to do the same. Anticipating it, I grabbed his munition, pulling them. His impulse betrayed him and he fell hard to the ground. Dan was known for being a hot question, and being shown up on the football field was the figure one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me hard to the reason. Because of the hotness and amount we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my venter, his bring out muscle glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to shake him off, but he forced my bridge player to the ground and pinned me. I squirmed, but it was no use. I was on my binding, him straddling me, holding both my arms down. I looked up at him, saw the blast in his eyes, his muscular tissue bulging holding me down, and I felt myself getting hard.

Luckily, two early role player pulled him off before he could feel what was stirring in my pants. double-decker called the practice early and we went to the rain shower. Normally, most of us would channelize home and shower bath there. But Dan and I each had workplace shortly after recitation, so we opted to shower then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big batch at all. We had both accidently seen each other naked, we had been champion since pre-school. It was fine. We'd each had sex while the early person was in the elbow room. So a exhibitor shouldn't have been a big deal. But just minutes earlier the plenty of him, and his dominant touching, had made me severe. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry spell and any physical contact would have done it, but I was about to make I was wrong.

We both stepped into the mathematical group showers, talking about school, young lady and sports. For some reason, I couldn't diaphragm looking at him out of the turning point of my eye. To my relief, it had no effect on me. I was beginning to finger that it was zero but an aberration. But then I saw him start to watch his dick. Flaccid, it was no more than an inch and a half. Nothing impressive. But as he washed himself, I saw him get down to grow. He was obviously taking a bit more time with that expanse, 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 duration, the girth of his cock was almost intimidating. By the time he was done, he had grown to what I figured was at to the lowest degree 8 column inch, and at to the lowest degree a few inches around. I'm surprised he didn't faint from the sudden rush of profligate.

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 and seek to put the memory out of my mind. For 5 years, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in California looking for study. Throughout those 5 eld, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that retentiveness to masturbate. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another guy, never did anything with guys and enjoyed a carnival amount of sex with girls in college. But for some reason, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my dream came true after a mediocre quantity of unfortunate luck.

I had gotten a useless degree 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. In that time, I worked a few odd job, but nothing full time, and nothing that paid enough to give me any certificate. I was in a constant province of strain or near eviction. However, that all changed one day when by a cerebrovascular accident of portion I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an acquaintance that I had met from my high shoal coach. One day working out at the gym he approached me and asked if I was doing well post-college. I told him my taradiddle and he hired me to help oneself him keep his books, run some money and basically be his sycophant. It was a louche occupation, one I wouldn't have ever tried to get involved in, but it paid very well. And was tax gratuitous. Plus, I was a devout sports fan, and when he let me bet, I generally did very well.

This continued for a few calendar month, I was beginning to realize his deference even more, running more important errands, responsible for more money, and even being responsible for accumulation. He asked me if I wanted to get going my own crew, being responsible for my own clients, running my own business sector. Of class, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very large amount of the profit. But I couldn't pass up this opportunity. He told me to start by bringing in one new member to contract my job. Knowing Dan was in as often of a financial struggle as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The next few calendar 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 place, watching a interior biz that I had a lot of gamblers take bets on. The game was going quite well for me, when I got a claim from my boss. I double checked the phoner I.D., since he was almost never the one to foretell me.

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

I pulled up to his topographic point and walked in to the briny room. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one opportunity to tell me everything and piddle this o.k. One. You recommended your friend 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 solution to that doubt.

"No, of trend not."I said, my voice wavering.

"That's too bad, that would have made this a lot easier."He finished speech production, opened the doorway to his office and conduct me inside. When I walked through the room access, I couldn't assistant but want to run. I saw Dan beaten on the trading floor, blood covering his face. It looked like they had broken one of his stage.

"Your friend here thought he could scan money off the top from me. I've been watching him the 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 experience where it is ?"

"Of course of instruction not."I shot a look 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 trouble, and just take a loss on the money. But I don't think either of you really want that. So, I'm going to give you a few selection to help me get the money back. They all involve you taking part in a few of my other businesses."He let that lapse 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 scuff. However, as you know, that job is even riskier than your premature one. minute, you could aid me by taking a competitor that owes me a lot of money and making certainly his ring pays. Third, you could walk the streets for me the old fashion way. Which sounds practiced ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His eubstance, and life, had been broken. I weighed the option in my mind. I wanted no share of the drug swop. I had get a line story of his mules and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The second one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom money. I had done his Holy Scripture, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get call for. Third, I knew that walking the streets would involve me getting pimped out around town, to shady guys. And I wanted no part 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 chief, my oculus begging for mercy.

"I have one early possibility 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 Sami time."Anything."

"well, you two are both very good looking guy cable. You're friends, and your desperate. This job will give you a menage, food and a very leisurely life story. You really won't have to do anything risky, or even illegal. It may get to you uncomfortable though. And if you take this, you would demand to do everything possible to convince me and the client that you're motivated."I had no idea where he was going with this, but it definitely seemed the most consonant.
"I'll do it."Dan chimed in.

"Don't speak so enthusiastically yet. You see, I have an flat downtown that has been modified. It has cameras covering every inch of the place. I wanted to determine a couple female child to live there, and stream the video to the internet, but I've had a very hard clip accomplishing that. You two could take there place."He gave us another moment to think about it.

"You'd live together. Live a normal life, you'd spend a lot of time indoors. vigil T.V. Play biz. weed. Get drunk. Relax. I don't attention. However, there would be a few very of import rules."

"Go on."I said.

"Well, you'd have to be naked, at all times. The customer 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 throw to act…as a couple."

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

"Well, you shot down my other options. This is your last 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 have sex with a guy on camera, for money. populate the biography however you want, you'll just have to do certain things each day."

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

"Whatever a couple may do. lavish together, catch some Z's together. Kiss. Give massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. Cuddle. And, of course, nookie each other. Occasionally you might get certain requirement from node, and if they pay enough, follow them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two days off a calendar week to do as you please. Put if you run, we kill you. If at any point you seem uninterested, we give you a word of advice, and then wipe out you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you better seduce it worth the customers'sentence 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 start ?"Dan asked, clearly giving in.

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

Dan could only manage to nod his heading.

"Mitch ?"

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