I was mere moments away from kissing the grownup infatuation of my life-time, a crush I never would birth dreamed I had a prospect with, a crush that was my best childhood admirer. A crush that was a uncoiled man.

5 years ago I was finishing up my senior twelvemonth of senior high school. I was a lean, toned, 6'2, 180lbs full receiving system on our football team. I had brusque chocolate-brown hair, blue embrown eyes and pretty full moon, soft back talk. I was always considered a feminine, but attractive guy. I had dark under eyes and extremely long eyelashes, people always mistakenly thought I was wearing makeup. I had very long pegleg, and never grew lots whisker. The compliment I received most from missy was my extremely shapely bubble butt. No matter how a great deal I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout most of high school, I was confident I was a completely heterosexual person male. I had a few girlfriends, was attracted to fair sex and never even had a thought about being with a man. I wasn't afraid of it, I just really had no drawing card to Male. That changed one day at football practice.

We were in the midsection of our second practice of the day. It was during the midriff of the summer, sun blazing. It was the showtime of camp, so we weren't wearing pads. Just doing walk throughs, making sure we knew the plays. My best booster Dan was the street corner back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most democratic guy wire at our school, especially with the Lady. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscle, metier length blonde hair with a well-kept fauxhawk in the front. He had vitreous silica clear wild blue yonder center, a diabolical grinning and a absurd amount of appeal. We were each early's wingmen, and we were good at it. We were also the two fuze thespian on our football game team, and since we played opposite office, we got quite competitive.

The quarterback called the looseness, hiked the Ball and I casually started jogging my route. Dan was playing mingy coverage, and as I stepped to the face to lead him, he checked his arms hard into my thorax. Normally, I'd be used to that eccentric of contact. But considering it was a casual practice, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The side by side maneuver, he tried to do the same. Anticipating it, I grabbed his arms, pulling them. His impulse betrayed him and he fell hard to the earth. Dan was known for being a hot headland, and being shown up on the football field of view was the number one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me laborious to the terra firma. Because of the horniness and sum we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my stomach, his exposed muscles glistening. I grabbed his back, trying to shake him off, but he forced my hand to the ground and pinned me. I squirmed, but it was no use. I was on my spinal column, him straddling me, holding both my arms down. I looked up at him, saw the flaming in his eye, 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 pants. Coach called the drill early and we went to the shower. Normally, most of us would head home and cascade there. But Dan and I each had work shortly after practice, so we opted to shower then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big sight at all. We had both accidently seen each other naked, we had been Friend since pre-school. It was o.k.. We'd each had sex while the other person was in the room. So a exhibitor shouldn't have been a big hand. But just minutes earlier the sight of him, and his dominant allele spot, had made me toilsome. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry spell and any contact lens would have done it, but I was about to realize I was wrong.

We both stepped into the group rain shower, talking about school, girls and sports. For some reason, I couldn't stop looking at him out of the niche of my eye. To my sculptural relief, it had no effect on me. I was beginning to feel that it was zero but an aberrance. But then I saw him go to watch his dick. Flaccid, it was no more than an in and a half. naught impressive. But as he washed himself, I saw him protrude to develop. 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 impressive length, the cinch of his stopcock was almost intimidating. By the fourth dimension he was done, he had grown to what I figured was at to the lowest degree 8 inches, and at least a few inches around. I'm surprised he didn't syncope from the sudden upsurge of blood.

That's when I felt it, my shaft 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 rain shower as soon as possible. I rushed to work and tried to put the retention out of my creative thinker. 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 days, whenever I went through a dry enchantment, I would use that memory to wank. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another guy, never did anything with bozo and enjoyed a fair amount of sex with little girl in college. But for some reason, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought potential, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my dream came true after a honest amount of money of unfortunate hazard.

I had gotten a useless academic 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 line of work, but nothing full time, and nada that paid enough to reach me any protection. I was in a constant state of strain or near eviction. However, that all changed one day when by a chance event of luck I got hired by a sports bookie. He was an acquaintance 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 history and he hired me to help him keep his books, run some money and basically be his ass-kisser. It was a louche business, one I wouldn't have ever tried to get involved in, but it paid very well. And was tax absolve. 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, creditworthy for more money, and even being responsible for for collection. He asked me if I wanted to set out my own crew, being responsible for my own node, running my own line of work. Of form, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very large amount of money of the net income. But I couldn't pass up this opportunity. He told me to bulge by bringing in one new penis to take my job. Knowing Dan was in as much of a financial conflict as I was, I called him up. He immediately agreed.

The adjacent 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 base, watching a national game that I had a lot of gamblers take bet on. The plot was going quite well for me, when I got a call from my boss. I double checked the caller I.D., since he was almost never the one to shout me.

"semen to the shop immediately. We need your help sorting things out."His part made it clear that he wasn't asking me. This was a demand. I hurried to my car and drove to his piazza, my mind racing with what the trouble could possibly be. I thought everything was going majuscule.

I pulled up to his topographic point and walked in to the principal room. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one chance to separate me everything and make this o.k. One. You recommended your admirer 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 history, he knew the answer to that question.

"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 government agency and lead me inside. When I walked through the door, I couldn't help but want to run. I saw Dan drum on the floor, blood covering his face. It looked like they had broken one of his legs.

"Your friend here thought he could skitter 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 it away where it is ?"

"Of course of instruction 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 zippo.

"Now, I can either get rid of the problem, and just take a expiration 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 oneself me get the money back. They all involve you taking part in a few of my early businesses."He let that dip in. Obviously, we preferred anything to end.

"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 previous one. irregular, you could serve me by taking a touch 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 fashion way. Which sounds best ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His soundbox, and look, had been broken. I weighed the selection in my mind. I wanted no part of the drug trade. I had hear narration 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 books, I knew who owed him money, and there was no way I wanted to get need. third gear, I knew that walking the streets would necessitate me getting pimped out around townsfolk, to shady guys. And I wanted no parting of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a standardized last.

"I, I don't know."I said helplessly. I looked at my chief, my eyes 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 time."Anything."

"Well, you two are both very honest looking guy rope. You're friends, and your desperate. This job will give you a house, food and a very easygoing sprightliness. You really won't have to do anything bad, or even illegal. It may give you uncomfortable though. And if you take this, you would take to do everything possible to win over me and the clients that you're motivated."I had no approximation 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 apartment downtown that has been modified. It has cameras covering every in of the piazza. I wanted to find a dyad girls to go there, and pour 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 call back about it.

"You'd live together. Live a normal lifetime, you'd spend a lot of time indoors. Watch T.V. Play games. hummer. Get sot. Relax. I don't charge. However, there would be a few very important rules."

"Go on."I said.

"Well, you'd have to be naked, at all clip. The customers 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 refine than that. You see, you two, would accept to act…as a couple."

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

"Well, you shot down my other option. 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 get sex with a guy on camera, for money. last 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 together, kip together. osculation. Give massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. Cuddle. And, of course, hump each other. Occasionally you might get certain need from guest, and if they pay enough, conform to them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two days off a week to do as you please. Put if you run, we kill you. If at any point you seem uninterested, we give you a monition, and then kill you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you practiced wee it worth the client'time 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 come out ?"Dan asked, clearly giving in.

"You'll move in tonight. And the camera will protrude rolling the moment you're healed. Which I'd say is about a month and a half. I'd get used to the mind before then. Agreed ?"

Dan could only care to nod his psyche.

"Mitch ?"

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