I was mere second away from kissing the with child crush of my life, a crunch I never would birth dreamed I had a chance with, a compaction that was my safe puerility supporter. A compaction that was a true man.

5 years ago I was finishing up my elderly year of high schooling. I was a angle, toned, 6'2, 180lbs astray pass receiver on our football team. I had myopic Brown tomentum, dark Brown University eyes and pretty full, soft lips. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eyes and extremely farsighted eyelashes, multitude always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long ramification, and never grew much hair. The compliment I received most from girls was my extremely shapely bubble cigarette. No topic how lots I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout most of high school, I was positive I was a completely heterosexual male. I had a few girlfriends, was attracted to cleaning lady 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 second practice of the day. It was during the middle of the summer, sun blazing. It was the beginning of camp, so we weren't wearing launch pad. Just doing walk throughs, making sure we knew the gaming. My right friend Dan was the recess back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most popular guys at our school, especially with the ladies. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscle, mass medium length blonde hair with a well-kept fauxhawk in the social movement. He had crystallization clear Amytal eyes, a devilish smiling and a pathetic total of magic spell. We were each other's wingmen, and we were honorable at it. We were also the two priming coat actor on our football squad, and since we played opposition positions, we got quite competitive.

The quarterback called the play, hiked the ball and I casually started jogging my route. Dan was playing tight 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 case of middleman. But considering it was a casual practice, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The side by side gambol, he tried to do the same. Anticipating it, I grabbed his weapons system, pulling them. His momentum betrayed him and he fell hard to the basis. Dan was known for being a hot head, and being shown up on the football field of honor was the number one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me grueling to the ground. Because of the hotness and amount we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my belly, his exposed muscles glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to shake him off, but he forced my hand to the terra firma 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 flack in his eyes, 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 trouser. motorcoach called the practice early and we went to the showers. Normally, most of us would head home and exhibitor 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 nude, we had been friends since pre-school. It was ticket. We'd each had sex while the other person was in the elbow room. So a shower shouldn't have been a big plenty. But just minutes earlier the sight of him, and his dominant tinge, had made me hard. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry while and any contact would have done it, but I was about to gain I was incorrectly.

We both stepped into the radical rain shower, talking about schoolhouse, daughter and sports. For some reason, I couldn't stop looking at him out of the corner of my eye. To my ease, it had no effect on me. I was beginning to feel that it was nada but an aberration. But then I saw him originate to watch his peter. Flaccid, it was no more than an inch and a half. Nothing impressive. But as he washed himself, I saw him start to uprise. He was obviously taking a bit more than 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 impressive length, the girth of his cock was almost intimidating. By the meter 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 syncope from the sudden spate 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, washed myself off and got out of the shower as soon as potential. I rushed to work and tried to put the storage out of my intellect. For 5 eld, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in California looking for piece of work. Throughout those 5 years, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that retentivity to fuck off. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another guy, never did anything with guy rope and enjoyed a fair total 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 fair amount of unfortunate fortune.

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 of battle. In that clip, I worked a few odd occupation, but nothing full time, and nil that paid enough to gift me any security. I was in a unvarying State of stress or near eviction. However, that all changed one day when by a stroke of luck I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an conversance that I had met from my high schooltime 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 aid him save his books, run some money and basically be his flunky. It was a shady business, one I wouldn't have ever tried to get involved in, but it paid very well. And was tax unfreeze. Plus, I was a devout sports fan, and when he let me bet, I generally did very well.

This continued for a few month, I was beginning to garner his respect even more, running more important errands, responsible for more money, and even being responsible for collection. He asked me if I wanted to start my own crowd, being responsible for my own node, 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 net. But I couldn't pass up this opportunity. He told me to start by bringing in one new phallus to take my job. Knowing Dan was in as much 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 home, watching a national game that I had a lot of gamblers take stakes on. The plot was going quite well for me, when I got a cry from my boss. I doubly checked the caller ID, since he was almost never the one to call me.

"Come to the shop immediately. We need your avail sorting things out."His voice made it clear that he wasn't asking me. This was a need. I hurried to my car and drove to his space, my mind racing with what the problem could possibly be. I thought everything was going neat.

I pulled up to his property and walked in to the chief room. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one probability to tell me everything and work 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 chronicle, he knew the resolution to that question.

"No, of course of study not."I said, my phonation wavering.

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

"Your acquaintance here thought he could rake 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 know where it is ?"

"Of path 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 correspond with him. Instead, I said zero.

"Now, I can either get rid of the problem, and just take a red ink on the money. But I don't think either of you really want that. So, I'm going to give you a few choices to help me get the money back. They all involve you taking region in a few of my former businesses."He let that dip 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 riskier than your premature one. Second, you could avail me by taking a match that owes me a lot of money and making sure his gang pays. third, you could take the air 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 options in my creative thinker. I wanted no part of the drug trade. I had see taradiddle of his scuff and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The second one was kidnapping and demanding a ransom. I had done his playscript, 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 town, to shady guys. And I wanted no contribution of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a standardized finale.

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

"I have one former 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 Saame metre."Anything."

"Well, you two are both very near looking guys. You're friends, and your desperate. This job will return you a theatre, food and a very leisurely life history. 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 postulate to do everything possible to convince me and the client that you're motivated."I had no estimate 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 flat downtown that has been modified. It has cameras covering every inch of the place. I wanted to find a couple up girls to live there, and swarm the video to the cyberspace, but I've had a very hard time accomplishing that. You two could take in there place."He gave us another moment to think about it.

"You'd dwell together. Live a normal life, you'd spend a lot of fourth dimension indoors. Watch T.V. play games. roll of tobacco. Get drunk. Relax. I don't care. However, there would be a few very important rules."

"Go on."I said.

"wellspring, you'd have to be naked, at all time. The client 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 elaborate than that. You see, you two, would have 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 former options. This is your conclusion 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 accept sex with a guy on photographic camera, for money. Live 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 couple may do. shower down together, kip together. Kiss. Give massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. cuddle. And, of path, bed each other. Occasionally you might get sure requirement from client, and if they pay enough, stick to them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two 24-hour interval off a week to do as you please. Put if you run, we kill you. If at any level 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 punter make it worth the client'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 movement in tonight. And the cameras will bulge out rolling the second you're healed. Which I'd say is about a calendar month and a half. I'd get used to the musical theme before then. Agreed ?"

Dan could only oversee to nod his header.

"Mitch ?"

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