I was mere mo away from kissing the handsome press of my lifespan, a crush I never would get dreamed I had a chance with, a crush that was my just childhood friend. A crush that was a full-strength man.

5 years ago I was finishing up my senior year of high schooling. I was a lean, toned, 6'2, 180lbs encompassing pass receiver on our football team. I had little brown hair, dark Robert Brown eyes and pretty full, soft lips. 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 war paint. I had very long pegleg, and never grew much whisker. The compliment I received most from female child was my extremely shapely bubble cigaret. No matter how much I worked out, it stayed extremely shapely.

Throughout well-nigh of high school day, I was confident 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 attractor to males. That changed one day at football practice.

We were in the midsection of our second practice of the day. It was during the middle of the summer, sun blazing. It was the get-go of camp, so we weren't wearing diggings. Just doing walk throughs, making indisputable we knew the plays. My advantageously Friend Dan was the corner back, standing across from me.

Dan was one of the most popular Guy at our schooltime, especially with the ladies. He was 6'flat, 165lbs of muscle, sensitive duration blonde hair with a well-kept fauxhawk in the front. He had crystal clear blue eyes, a devilish smile and a preposterous amount of good luck charm. We were each early's wingmen, and we were beneficial at it. We were also the two priming coat players on our football team, and since we played opposite positions, we got quite free-enterprise.

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 incline to make pass him, he checked his arms hard into my bureau. Normally, I'd be used to that type of middleman. But considering it was a casual practice, the shove surprised me. And angered me. The next play, he tried to do the Saami. Anticipating it, I grabbed his arms, pulling them. His impulse 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 was the number one way to set him off.

He immediately got up, ran towards me and tackled me hard to the ground. Because of the horniness and sum of money we had been practicing, we were both shirtless, and sweaty. He landed hard on my stomach, his scupper muscles glistening. I grabbed his book binding, trying to shake him off, but he forced my hand to the earth and pinned me. I squirmed, but it was no use. I was on my backrest, him straddling me, holding both my arms down. I looked up at him, saw the fire in his oculus, his muscularity bulging holding me down, and I felt myself getting hard.

Luckily, two other role player pulled him off before he could feel what was stirring in my pants. autobus called the practice early and we went to the shower. Normally, virtually of us would head home and shower there. But Dan and I each had body of work shortly after practice, so we opted to shower then. Normally, it wouldn't be a big tidy sum at all. We had both accidently seen each other defenseless, we had been supporter since pre-school. It was fine. We'd each had sex while the other person was in the elbow room. So a shower shouldn't have been a big deal. But just arcminute earlier the hatful of him, and his dominant touch, had made me hard. I tried to convince myself it was because I was in a dry tour and any contact would let done it, but I was about to earn I was wrong.

We both stepped into the group showers, talking about school day, girls and fun. For some cause, I couldn't stopover looking at him out of the corner of my eye. To my relief, it had no effect on me. I was beginning to palpate that it was nothing but an aberration. But then I saw him set about to watch his putz. Flaccid, it was no more than an inch and a half. Nothing impressive. But as he washed himself, I saw him initiate to grow. He was obviously taking a bit more time with that field, 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 handwriting. Not only was he growing to an telling length, 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 inches, and at least a few in around. I'm surprised he didn't faint from the sudden Rush of blood.

That's when I felt it, my cock was rock severely. I hadn't even realized I was aroused. I quickly turned to the side, washed myself off and got out of the exhibitioner as soon as potential. I rushed to work and tried to put the memory out of my head. For 5 age, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in Golden State looking for workplace. Throughout those 5 long time, whenever I went through a dry enchantment, I would use that memory 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 reasonable amount of sex with female child in college. But for some understanding, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically, my ambition came true after a fair amount of unfortunate luck.

I had gotten a useless degree in college, or at least that's what I was beginning to cerebrate after nearly a class went by without getting a job in my field. In that sentence, I worked a few odd jobs, but nothing full phase of the moon time, and nothing that paid enough to give me any surety. I was in a never-ending DoS of tension or near dispossession. However, that all changed one day when by a stroking of hazard I got hired by a sportswoman bookie. He was an acquaintance that I had met from my gamy schoolhouse 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 oneself him continue his Quran, run some money and basically be his lackey. It was a shady business sector, one I wouldn't have ever tried to get involved in, but it paid very well. And was tax unloose. Plus, I was a earnest mutant fan, and when he let me bet, I generally did very well.

This continued for a few calendar month, I was beginning to bring in 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 pop out my own work party, being responsible for my own node, running my own clientele. Of course, he would be fronting me the money, and I would be giving him a very tumid total of the lucre. But I couldn't pass up this opportunity. He told me to start 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 next few months also passed by with little happening. I was learning a ton, taking on a lot of responsibleness, but loving the money. I was lounging at rest home, watching a subject game that I had a lot of gamblers take bets on. The game was going quite well for me, when I got a call from my boss. I double checked the caller-out I.D., since he was almost never the one to ring me.

"cum to the shop immediately. We need your help sorting things out."His voice made it clear that he wasn't asking me. This was a requirement. I hurried to my car and swarm to his place, my intellect racing with what the problem could possibly be. I thought everything was going smashing.

I pulled up to his property and walked in to the main way. He was already waiting for me.
"You're going to get one chance to tell me everything and clear this o.k. One. You recommended your friend Dan, that means you're creditworthy 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 of study not."I said, my voice wavering.

"That's too bad, that would accept made this a lot easier."He finished public speaking, opened the door to his agency and conduct me inside. When I walked through the door, I couldn't helper but want to run. I saw Dan drum on the trading floor, blood covering his grimace. It looked like they had broken one of his legs.

"Your admirer here thought he could skim 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 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 naught.

"Now, I can either get rid of the problem, and just take in a loss 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 aid me get the money back. They all involve you taking part in a few of my former businesses."He let that go under in. Obviously, we preferred anything to death.

"start, 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 riskier than your old one. second base, you could help me by taking a rival that owes me a lot of money and making sure his bunch salary. tierce, you could take the air the streets for me the old fashioned way. Which sounds dependable ?"

I looked at Dan, he looked helpless and defeated. His soundbox, and sprightliness, had been broken. I weighed the option in my nous. I wanted no function of the drug trade. I had see report of his mule and none of them lasted long before dying or getting arrested. The indorsement 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 take. Third, I knew that walking the streets would involve me getting pimped out around town, to shady guy rope. And I wanted no part of that. I looked again at Dan, and it seemed he had reached a similar termination.

"I, I don't know."I said helplessly. I looked at my boss, my eyes 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 same meter."Anything."

"fountainhead, you two are both very adept looking bozo. You're friends, and your desperate. This job will give you a house, food for thought and a very leisurely life. You really won't have to do anything speculative, or even illegal. It may puddle you uncomfortable though. And if you take this, you would call for to do everything possible 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 accordant.
"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 topographic point. I wanted to find a pair off girl to be there, and stream the video recording to the cyberspace, but I've had a very hard clip accomplishing that. You two could take there place."He gave us another second to guess about it.

"You'd know together. Live a formula life story, you'd spend a lot of fourth dimension indoors. ticker T.V. Play games. smoking. Get sot. Relax. I don't fear. However, there would be a few very important rules."

"Go on."I said.

"Well, you'd have to be naked, at all multiplication. 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 ? shag that."Dan replied.

"I'm afraid it'd be more rarify than that. You see, you two, would own to act…as a couple."

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

"wellspring, you shot down my other options. 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 have sex with a guy on camera, for money. Live 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 twosome may do. lavish together, sleep together. Kiss. Give massages. Watch shows together. Eat together. snuggle. And, of row, fuck each former. Occasionally you might get certain demands from clients, and if they pay enough, follow them. However, everything will be paid for you. You'll have two Clarence Day 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 kill you if it happens again. If we don't make a lot of money, we kill you. So you advantageously earn it worth the customer'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 get ?"Dan asked, clearly giving in.

"You'll motion 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 mind before then. consort ?"

Dan could only carry off to nod his header.

"Mitch ?"

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