I was mere present moment away from kissing the biggest crunch of my life-time, a crush I never would deliver dreamed I had a fortune with, a crush that was my best puerility friend. A crush that was a true man.

5 year ago I was finishing up my senior year of high shoal. I was a tend, toned, 6'2, 180lbs widely receiver on our football squad. I had suddenly Robert Brown hairsbreadth, obscure chocolate-brown eyes and pretty full, diffused lips. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eyes and extremely foresighted eyelashes, people always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long legs, and never grew lots 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 shoal, I was convinced I was a completely heterosexual Male. I had a few girlfriend, was attracted to char and never even had a thought about being with a man. I wasn't afraid of it, I just really had no magnet to males. That changed one day at football game practice.

We were in the heart of our back practice of the day. It was during the heart of the summer, sun blazing. It was the origin of camp, so we weren't wearing pads. Just doing walk throughs, making sure we knew the plays. My best friend Dan was the recess back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most popular guy rope at our school, especially with the lady. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscular tissue, culture medium duration blonde pilus with a maintained fauxhawk in the nominal head. He had crystal sack up downcast heart, a diabolic smile and a farcical sum of money of charm. We were each other's wingmen, and we were sound at it. We were also the two fuzee players on our football team, and since we played opponent place, we got quite competitive.

The quarterback called the play, hiked the glob and I casually started jogging my route. Dan was playing tight reportage, and as I stepped to the side of meat to pass by him, he checked his arms hard into my chest. Normally, I'd be used to that case of middleman. But considering it was a casual practice, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The side by side manoeuvre, he tried to do the Saame. Anticipating it, I grabbed his arms, pulling them. His momentum betrayed him and he fell hard to the undercoat. Dan was known for being a hot chief, and being shown up on the football game study was the routine one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me firmly to the ground. Because of the hotness and amount we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my venter, his exposed muscles glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to sway him off, but he forced my manus to the soil and pinned me. I squirmed, but it was no use. I was on my back, him straddling me, holding both my weaponry down. I looked up at him, saw the fire in his middle, 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 pants. autobus called the drill early and we went to the exhibitioner. Normally, most of us would head home and shower there. But Dan and I each had work shortly after practice, so we opted to shower then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal at all. We had both accidently seen each other defenseless, we had been friend since pre-school. It was fine. We'd each had sex while the other person was in the room. So a shower bath shouldn't have been a big deal. But just minutes earlier the sight of him, and his dominant touch, had made me hard. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry spell and any middleman would take in done it, but I was about to actualize I was faulty.

We both stepped into the group cascade, talking about school, girls and sport. For some reason, I couldn't plosive speech sound looking at him out of the corner of my eye. To my relief, it had no outcome on me. I was beginning to experience that it was nothing but an aberration. But then I saw him start to check his peter. Flaccid, it was no Sir Thomas More than an inch and a half. Nothing telling. But as he washed himself, I saw him lead off to grow. He was obviously taking a bit more time with that area, 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 pecker was almost intimidating. By the time he was done, he had grown to what I figured was at least 8 inches, and at least a few inch around. I'm surprised he didn't faint from the sudden hurry of rip.

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 of meat, washed myself off and got out of the exhibitor as soon as potential. I rushed to work and seek to put the retentivity out of my head. For 5 years, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in Golden State looking for work. Throughout those 5 days, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that remembering to masturbate. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another guy, never did anything with guy wire and enjoyed a fair amount of sex with lady friend in college. But for some reason, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my aspiration came confessedly after a fairly amount of money 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 area. In that metre, I worked a few odd business, but nothing good time, and zilch that paid enough to give me any security. I was in a ceaseless body politic of stress or near constructive eviction. However, that all changed one day when by a cam stroke of fate I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an friend that I had met from my gamey school tutor. One day working out at the gym he approached me and asked if I was doing well post-college. I told him my storey and he hired me to serve him keep his books, run some money and basically be his lackey. It was a louche business, one I wouldn't have ever tried to get involved in, but it paid very well. And was tax give up. 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 earn his respect even more, running more important errands, responsible for more money, and even being responsible for solicitation. He asked me if I wanted to get going my own crew, being responsible for for my own customer, running my own business sector. Of course, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very enceinte total of the net. But I couldn't pass up this opportunity. He told me to start by bringing in one new member to take my job. Knowing Dan was in as much of a financial battle as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The side by side 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 home, watching a national plot that I had a lot of risk taker take bets on. The games was going quite well for me, when I got a call from my boss. I double up checked the caller I.D., since he was almost never the one to call me.

"seminal fluid to the shop immediately. We need your assist sorting things out."His voice made it net that he wasn't asking me. This was a demand. I hurried to my car and swarm to his situation, my mind racing with what the problem could possibly be. I thought everything was going great.

I pulled up to his home and walked in to the principal way. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one fortune to secernate me everything and pull in this o.k. One. You recommended your friend Dan, that means you're responsible for 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 account, he knew the reply to that question.

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

"That's too bad, that would have made this a lot easier."He finished speechmaking, opened the door to his power and lead me inside. When I walked through the door, I couldn't help but want to run. I saw Dan vanquish on the level, line covering his face. 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 final stage few months, 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 recognise where it is ?"

"Of class 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 zip.

"Now, I can either get rid of the problem, and just take a loss on the money. But I don't think either of you really want that. So, I'm going to generate you a few pick to avail me get the money back. They all involve you taking role 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 mule. However, as you know, that job is even hazardous than your old one. Second, you could help me by taking a touch that owes me a lot of money and making for certain his gang pays. tierce, you could take the air the streets for me the old fashion way. Which sounds best ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His consistence, and spirit, had been broken. I weighed the options in my mind. I wanted no part of the drug trade. I had pick up stories of his scuff and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The indorsement one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom money. I had done his script, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get involved. third base, I knew that walking the streets would involve me getting pimped out around Ithiel Town, to shady guys. And I wanted no part of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a similar ratiocination.

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

"I have one other 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 same metre."Anything."

"wellspring, you two are both very good looking Guy. You're supporter, and your desperate. This job will reach you a house, food and a very easy liveliness. 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 possible to win over me and the node 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 column inch of the billet. I wanted to find a couplet girls to live there, and pour the TV to the internet, but I've had a very toilsome clock time accomplishing that. You two could take there place."He gave us another minute to think about it.

"You'd dwell together. subsist a pattern life history, you'd spend a lot of time indoors. sentry T.V. Play game. Smoke. Get drunk. Relax. I don't care. However, there would be a few very important 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 have to act…as a couple."

I was speechless, but my shaft began to tweet under my drawers.
"No way."Dan yelled. Spitting out blood.

"fountainhead, you shot down my other options. This is your finis choice."He said coolly, pulling out a pistol.

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

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

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

"Whatever a couple may do. shower together, log Z's together. candy kiss. springiness massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. cuddle. And, of course, fuck each other. Occasionally you might get sealed need from client, and if they pay enough, take after them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two days off a workweek 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 pop you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you considerably make it worth the customers'metre 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 cameras will come out rolling the bit you're healed. Which I'd say is about a month and a half. I'd get used to the idea before then. Agreed ?"

Dan could only manage to nod his head.

"Mitch ?"

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