I was mere bit away from kissing the biggest press of my life, a crunch I never would birth dreamed I had a prospect with, a crush that was my advantageously childhood friend. A press that was a straight man.

5 geezerhood ago I was finishing up my senior yr of high school. I was a inclination, toned, 6'2, 180lbs wide receiving system on our football game team. I had curt brownness hair, wickedness brown center and pretty full, soft backtalk. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eyes and extremely long eyelashes, hoi polloi always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long wooden leg, and never grew much whisker. The compliment I received most from miss was my extremely shapely babble butt. No matter how much I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout nigh of high school, I was confident I was a completely heterosexual male. I had a few girlfriend, 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 practice.

We were in the middle of our indorse pattern of the day. It was during the middle of the summertime, sun blaze. It was the beginning of ingroup, so we weren't wearing pads. Just doing walkway throughs, making sure we knew the maneuver. My in effect friend Dan was the corner back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most popular guys at our schooling, especially with the ladies. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscle, metier length blonde hair with a maintained fauxhawk in the movement. He had lechatelierite gain dismal eyes, a devilish smile and a idiotic amount of charm. We were each former's wingmen, and we were salutary at it. We were also the two primer players on our football team, and since we played opposite emplacement, we got quite competitory.

The signal caller called the maneuver, hiked the ball and I casually started jogging my route. Dan was playing slopped insurance coverage, and as I stepped to the side to come about him, he checked his weapon hard into my chest. Normally, I'd be used to that type of striking. But considering it was a casual practice, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The next 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 forefront, 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 hard to the terra firma. Because of the hotness and amount we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my venter, his exposed heftiness glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to shake him off, but he forced my hand to the soil 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 fire in his center, his muscles bulging holding me down, and I felt myself getting hard.

Luckily, two other histrion pulled him off before he could feel what was stirring in my pants. jitney called the practice early and we went to the showers. Normally, most of us would point household and rain shower there. But Dan and I each had piece of work shortly after practice, so we opted to lavish then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big sight at all. We had both accidently seen each early defenseless, we had been friends since pre-school. It was fine. We'd each had sex while the other individual was in the room. So a cascade shouldn't have been a big pot. But just bit earlier the mickle of him, and his prevalent touch, had made me hard. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry spell and any contact would deliver done it, but I was about to make I was untimely.

We both stepped into the group shower, talking about school, girls and sports. For some reason, I couldn't stop looking at him out of the corner of my eye. To my relief, it had no effect on me. I was beginning to finger that it was nothing but an aberration. But then I saw him start to watch his dick. Flaccid, it was no more than an in and a half. null impressive. But as he washed himself, I saw him set about to farm. He was obviously taking a bit more time with that region, as he thought it was just he and I. He also didn't think

I'd be watching. I watched his peter grow in his hand. Not only was he growing to an impressive length, the girth of his pecker was almost intimidating. By the prison term he was done, he had grown to what I figured was at least 8 inches, and at least a few inches around. I'm surprised he didn't faint from the sudden rush of blood.

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 shower as soon as possible. I rushed to work and try on to put the retentivity 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 work. Throughout those 5 years, whenever I went through a dry charm, I would use that memory to she-bop. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another guy, never did anything with hombre and enjoyed a fair amount of sex with female child in college. But for some grounds, my ultimate fancy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my pipe dream came true up after a comely amount of unfortunate circumstances.

I had gotten a useless stage 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 domain. In that time, I worked a few odd chore, but nada to the full fourth dimension, and nothing that paid enough to give me any security. I was in a constant United States Department of State of stress or near constructive eviction. However, that all changed one day when by a stroke of portion I got hired by a play bookie. He was an conversancy 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 continue his books, run some money and basically be his lackey. It was a louche business organisation, 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 earn his respect even more, running more important errands, responsible for to a greater extent money, and even being responsible for collection. He asked me if I wanted to bulge out my own crew, being creditworthy for my own customer, running my own business. Of course, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very tumid sum of money of the profit. But I couldn't pass up this chance. He told me to bug out by bringing in one new phallus to take my job. Knowing Dan was in as very much of a financial conflict as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The following 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 household, watching a interior game that I had a lot of gamblers take bets on. The games was going quite well for me, when I got a outcry from my gaffer. I threefold checked the caller-up I.D., since he was almost never the one to call me.

"Come to the shop immediately. We need your aid sorting things out."His spokesperson made it unclutter that he wasn't asking me. This was a demand. I hurried to my car and drove to his seat, my judgment racing with what the trouble could possibly be. I thought everything was going nifty.

I pulled up to his topographic point and walked in to the main room. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one prospect to enjoin me everything and make 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 solvent to that inquiry.

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

"That's too bad, that would have made this a lot easier."He finished speaking, opened the door to his office and lead me inside. When I walked through the doorway, I couldn't assistant but want to run. I saw Dan outwit on the storey, blood line covering his face. It looked like they had broken one of his legs.

"Your Quaker here thought he could skitter money off the top from me. I've been watching him the lastly 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 together where it is ?"

"Of course not."I shot a looking 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 nix.

"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 pass you a few alternative to help me get the money back. They all involve you taking division 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 high-risk than your previous one. Second, you could help me by taking a rival that owes me a lot of money and making for certain his mob pays. tierce, you could walk the streets for me the old forge way. Which sounds best ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His body, and spirit, had been broken. I weighed the selection in my head. I wanted no part of the drug trade wind. I had hear stories of his mules and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The minute one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom. I had done his Word of God, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get regard. Third, I knew that walking the streets would affect me getting pimped out around town, to shady guy cable. And I wanted no theatrical role of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a alike conclusion.

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

"I have one other hypothesis 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 fourth dimension."Anything."

"Well, you two are both very thoroughly looking bozo. You're Friend, and your desperate. This job will present you a house, food and a very leisurely liveliness. You really won't have to do anything bad, or even illegal. It may take a crap you uncomfortable though. And if you take this, you would ask 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 concordant.
"I'll do it."Dan chimed in.

"Don't speak so enthusiastically yet. You see, I have an apartment business district that has been modified. It has cameras covering every inch of the place. I wanted to find a couple fille to live there, and pour the picture to the internet, but I've had a very surd clip accomplishing that. You two could take there place."He gave us another instant to believe about it.

"You'd go together. Live a normal life, you'd spend a lot of clip indoors. Watch T.V. Play biz. Smoke. Get inebriate. Relax. I don't care. However, there would be a few very crucial rules."

"Go on."I said.

"wellspring, 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 ? nooky that."Dan replied.

"I'm afraid it'd be more complicate than that. You see, you two, would stimulate 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 pick. 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 experience sex with a guy on photographic camera, for money. inhabit the animation however you want, you'll just have to do sealed things each day."

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

"Whatever a couple may do. shower down together, sleep together. Kiss. spring massages. picket shows together. Eat together. nestle. And, of course, love each early. Occasionally you might get sure requirement from client, and if they pay enough, follow 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 defeat you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you better make it worth the customer'fourth dimension 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 relocation in tonight. And the photographic camera will start rolling the moment you're healed. Which I'd say is about a month and a half. I'd get used to the idea before then. accord ?"

Dan could only wield to nod his heading.

"Mitch ?"

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