I was simple bit away from kissing the fully grown press of my lifetime, a crush I never would get dreamed I had a fortune with, a crush that was my full childhood champion. A crush that was a direct man.

5 age ago I was finishing up my elderly yr of high schoolhouse. I was a lean, toned, 6'2, 180lbs wide-eyed telephone receiver on our football squad. I had short brown hair, dark chocolate-brown eyes and pretty full, soft lip. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eyes and extremely yearn cilium, mass always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long legs, and never grew much hairsbreadth. The compliment I received most from female child was my extremely shapely bubble butt. No matter how much I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout most of heights school, I was convinced 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 Male. That changed one day at football game practice.

We were in the heart of our second practice of the day. It was during the middle of the summer, sun blazing. It was the start of encampment, so we weren't wearing lodgings. Just doing walk throughs, making sure enough we knew the period of play. My best admirer Dan was the corner back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most democratic Guy at our school, especially with the madam. He was 6'two-dimensional, 165lbs of muscle, medium distance blonde hair with a well-kept fauxhawk in the front man. He had vitreous silica crystalize blue optic, a roguish smile and a silly total of charm. We were each other's wingmen, and we were right at it. We were also the two primer players on our football squad, and since we played opposite view, we got quite competitive.

The quarterback called the maneuver, hiked the egg and I casually started jogging my itinerary. Dan was playing tight coverage, and as I stepped to the side to die him, he checked his implements of war hard into my thorax. Normally, I'd be used to that case of liaison. But considering it was a casual practice, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The following playing period, he tried to do the Sami. Anticipating it, I grabbed his limb, pulling them. His momentum betrayed him and he fell hard to the priming coat. Dan was known for being a hot top dog, and being shown up on the football subject area was the number one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me difficult to the ground. Because of the hot pants and amount of money we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my breadbasket, his exposed muscles glistening. I grabbed his backrest, trying to sway him off, but he forced my helping hand to the ground 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 fire in his center, his muscles bulging holding me down, and I felt myself getting hard.

Luckily, two other players pulled him off before he could feel what was stirring in my bloomers. Coach called the practice early and we went to the showers. Normally, nigh of us would steer base and shower there. But Dan and I each had employment shortly after practice, so we opted to lavish then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal at all. We had both accidently seen each other nude, we had been friends since pre-school. It was o.k.. We'd each had sex while the former person was in the room. So a exhibitor shouldn't have been a big deal. But just minutes earlier the peck of him, and his dominant tactile sensation, had made me hard. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry spell and any striking would have done it, but I was about to realize I was wrong.

We both stepped into the radical cascade, talking about school, girls and mutation. For some reason, I couldn't check looking at him out of the corner of my eye. To my relief, it had no gist on me. I was beginning to feel that it was nothing but an aberration. But then I saw him get down to look on his dick. Flaccid, it was no more than an inch and a half. Nothing telling. But as he washed himself, I saw him start to uprise. He was obviously taking a bit more sentence with that country, 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 hired hand. Not only was he growing to an impressive duration, 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 column inch, and at least a few inch around. I'm surprised he didn't syncope from the sudden rush of origin.

That's when I felt it, my turncock 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 influence and hear to put the memory out of my head. 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 yr, whenever I went through a dry enchantment, I would use that storage 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 fair amount of sex with girls in college. But for some ground, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my dream came admittedly after a fairish amount of unfortunate chance.

I had gotten a useless degree in college, or at to the lowest degree that's what I was beginning to think after nearly a year went by without getting a job in my battleground. In that time, I worked a few odd occupation, but nix wide time, and nothing that paid enough to pass on me any security department. I was in a constant state of focus or near legal ouster. However, that all changed one day when by a stroke of fortune I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an acquaintance that I had met from my mellow 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 serve him keep his Scripture, run some money and basically be his lackey. It was a fishy 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 earnest 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 significant errands, responsible for for more money, and even being responsible for collection. He asked me if I wanted to start my own bunch, being responsible for my own clients, running my own business. Of line, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very large amount of the profit. But I couldn't toss up this chance. He told me to startle by bringing in one new phallus to pack my job. Knowing Dan was in as much of a financial conflict as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The following 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 base, watching a national game that I had a lot of risk taker take stake on. The games was going quite well for me, when I got a call from my boss. I twofold checked the caller I.D., since he was almost never the one to hollo me.

"ejaculate to the shop immediately. We need your help sorting thing out."His articulation made it shed light on that he wasn't asking me. This was a demand. I hurried to my car and drove chisel to his place, 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 main room. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one luck to tell me everything and draw this o.k. One. You recommended your admirer 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 history, he knew the solution to that head.

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

"That's too bad, that would have got made this a lot easier."He finished speechmaking, opened the threshold to his office and run me inside. When I walked through the room access, I couldn't assistance but want to run. I saw Dan beaten on the floor, 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 last 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 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.

"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 pay you a few selection to help me get the money back. They all involve you taking theatrical role in a few of my other businesses."He let that sink in. Obviously, we preferred anything to dying.

"first base, 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 riskier than your previous one. Second, you could help me by taking a rival that owes me a lot of money and making sure his ring remuneration. 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 eubstance, and spirit, had been broken. I weighed the options in my mind. I wanted no part of the drug patronage. I had hear stories of his mule and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The second one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom. I had done his books, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get involved. third gear, I knew that walking the streets would involve 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 stopping point.

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

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

"well, you two are both very expert looking cat. You're friends, and your desperate. This job will give you a house, food and a very leisurely life. You really won't have to do anything risky, or even illegal. It may realise you uncomfortable though. And if you take this, you would require to do everything potential to convince me and the customer 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 situation. I wanted to find a mate girls to exist there, and stream the video to the internet, but I've had a very hard time accomplishing that. You two could get hold of there place."He gave us another moment to imagine about it.

"You'd live together. dwell a formula life story, you'd spend a lot of time indoors. Watch T.V. Play games. Mary Jane. Get inebriate. Relax. I don't care. However, there would be a few very authoritative rules."

"Go on."I said.

"well, you'd have to be naked, at all meter. 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 cock began to pinch under my knickers.
"No way."Dan yelled. Spitting out blood.

"Well, you shot down my former options. This is your lowest 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. populate the living however you want, you'll just have to do sealed things each day."

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

"Whatever a couple may do. shower together, sleep together. Kiss. Give massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. Cuddle. And, of course, fuck each other. Occasionally you might get sealed need from clients, and if they pay enough, observe 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 warning, and then pour down you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you ripe make it worth the customers'clip and money. If you refuse, we kill you. The alternative 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 start rolling the moment you're healed. Which I'd say is about a month and a half. I'd get used to the approximation before then. Agreed ?"

Dan could only make do to nod his school principal.

"Mitch ?"

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