Compromising Situations pt. 1

I figured the guy for a fag when he moved in. He was single, dressed nice, I dunno, I just figured he was. Got the vibe, you know?

Josh felt the same way; he's just not the kind to do anything on his own. That's why I had to convince him to egg this guy's house.

We did it. Messed his place up real good. No way the guy knew it was us, even though we walked past his place everyday on the way home from practice, no way he'd know.

But it was after we did it that all the weird stuff began happening.

Josh and I'd had a pretty tough workout the afternoon it started. Coach Miller had put the whole football team through the wringer and even though we were both nineteen year-old college boys, he didn't see any need to go easy on us.

Now Josh and I have been best friends like, forever. He was my bro; big guy, good lookin', with blond hair and blue eyes, classic All-American boy shit, and we did a lot together. Hell, we'd even lost our virginity to the same girl on the same night, banging Lisa Tubman in the back of Josh's Ford pick-up truck, up on the hill like, three years ago. We pretty much had the same views on everything too, like school, politics, and fuckin' homos movin' into our neighborhood. So it was easy enough to get him down with the idea of egging this guy's house. Of course, he'd be down with pretty much anything I'd tell him to do. Let's face it, somebody's gotta be the guy in charge, and in our case, it was definitely me. Josh always did what I told him. So, we like, did this fag's place on Saturday night and messed it up real bad; did the front, his car, the works man; made a big mess for him to clean up. Then come Monday we were walkin' past his place on our way home from Monroe High when we see the homo lookin' out the window at us. The way he was lookin' it was like, he knew somehow.

I could see Josh gettin' worried, and he starts in with, "What the fuck, Matt, you think he knows it was us did it?"

I told him to chill and just keep on walkin', but suddenly the guy comes chargin' out his front door and starts walking toward us with something in his hand.

At first I think he's got a gun and Josh does too, so we're ready to bolt! Then I see it's like, I dunno, something else. He aims it at us and I'm like, "What the fuck is that?" Then there was this FLASH, really bright, and everything just went totally blank.

Next thing I remember I'm startin' to come around and I didn't know how long had passed. I felt like I was floating or something. I mean, I felt really good, all over, even though I didn't know where I was or what I was doing.

I had something in my mouth that tasted just great, like the best, most delicious thing I'd ever tasted. In fact, that's exactly what I keep thinkin', that this is the best thing I've ever tasted and I want more of it. The good feeling is growing more intense inside me when it's like, I hear this voice calling me from the distance.

I recognize it's Josh's voice, but it sounds like he's a bazillion miles away, and he's saying my name over and over like he's tryin' to wake me up or something. I just keep feelin' better and better, drinkin' this sweet stuff in my mouth, and then, all at once I hear him say something like, "What the fuck are you doin' man!?" It feels like someone wants to take away this wonderful stuff I've got in my mouth, but I won't let 'em, it's just too good and I just gotta have more of it. And then all at once, the sensation hits me.

I cum. I like, totally cream myself in the biggest, hottest fucking orgasm I've ever had!

I feel myself shooting my load over and over and it just keeps coming and coming and it feels so awesome, I just close my eyes and enjoy how great it feels as it rips through my whole body. I cum all over my hand and I rub it all over my cock and my chest and everything. But when it's over, I mean, once I finally stop cumming and it's like REALLY over, it's like I wake up from a dream or something and realize where I am.

As soon as I realize what the fuck I'm doing it's like... HOLY SHIT!

I'm naked, down on my knees, in front of Josh, who's also naked, sittin' on the edge of his bed in front of me with his legs spread wide and I've got his fuckin' dick in my mouth, sucking him off!

"FUCK!" I scream and push myself away, falling back on the floor in Josh's room.

Now I'm lyin' there all naked and flat on my ass, looking up at my naked best friend and he's sitting on the edge of his bed with like a major fuckin' boner stickin' way the fuck up! It's big as hell and all shiny wet with spit and cum dripping down it. And I realize, shit, I just had that cock in my mouth!

Now I know what that stuff I'm tasting in my mouth is and I think I'm gonna be sick! I roll over spitting, trying to get his jizz out, but I've already swallowed most of it and what's left is just dripping out the corners of my mouth. I can feel his spunk on my face too. I go to wipe it off with my hand but when I do, fuck! I just get MORE cum on me! I've got cum all over my hand -- my own cum!!

I look down at myself. There's my hard, eight inches of teen cock pointing up and still pulsing, with my cum oozing out the end and drippin' down onto my washboard abs. I've just shot my load everywhere! There's cum all over the floor in puddles! It looks like, while I was on my knees sucking Josh, I was jerkin' myself off too. Now I'm lyin' on the floor, on my back, and I've got hot jizz like, all over me, all over the floor, all over my hands, on my cock, my chest, my stomach, and even all over my mouth and my face and I'm like thinkin', how the fuck did I get here? What the hell happened?

"What the fuck were you doin', man?" Josh asks me.

I try to think but, shit!

"I... I dunno, man. I don't remember. How the fuck did we get here?"

I'm lookin' up at him from the floor and Josh is still sitting on the edge of his bed with his legs spread and his big ol' naked boner stickin' up. It was startin' to go soft an' all, but it was still fuckin' huge as it hung there, and I couldn't help lookin' at it. I guess he could tell I was starin' at it 'cause he like, pulled a blanket over his crotch to cover up, then tried to think what happened. Turns out he couldn't remember how we got here either.

Last thing either of us remembered was walkin' past that fag guy's house, and him walking toward us. Then, there was like a big FLASH and next thing either of us remembers, we're here in Josh's room and I'm suckin' on my best friend's cock like we're havin' some kind of fuckin' fag orgy. Shit, if the team ever found out they'd totally fuckin' kill us!

Josh said he'd cum just before I did and it's like, that woke him up, and he says that's when he realized where he was and what was happening. Anyway, he wakes up and first thing he sees is me down on my knees going to town on his cock like a hungry homo, suckin' him off and drinking his freshly shot cum and shit. He tried calling to me but he says it was like I was lost or something. He says he even tried to push me off but I wouldn't let go of his cock, wouldn't stop sucking on him. Then *I* came, shot my load with a big smile, sendin' my jizz all over myself and his floor, and a moment after that it seemed like I just suddenly snapped out of it, just like he'd done after he came.

So I'm still lyin' there naked on my back and I look around his room. It's really bright with the setting sun coming in. I can tell it's been like, hours since we left school. The curtains are pulled back and the blinds are all the way up on his window, that's why it's so bright. It's wide open and just as I look up I think maybe I see something at the window, but it's gone before I can tell for sure. Shit, I hope no one saw us doing this fag shit!

Now we're both freaked out. We don't remember anything and have no idea how the hell we got here. Our clothes are scattered on the floor like we just walked into his room, ripped 'em off and got to what we were doin', but neither one of us can remember doing any of that shit.

Good thing we're at Josh's place. His house is always empty in the afternoons. If we'd ended up at my place we'd have had my little brother to deal with.

We don't know what the fuck happened, but we both wash up in the bathroom and get dressed as quick as we can.

We don't know what he did, but we know that fag guy did it, and I'm thinkin' we oughta go over there and mess him up real bad, but Josh is like, scared or something. Now he's not bright, that's why I'm always the one in charge and I do the thinkin', but he's a big guy, good lookin' strong and muscular as hell 'cause he and I work out all the time, but I've never seen him scared before. I can't believe he's scared of a fag, but he's like, no way, he doesn't wanna go anywhere near that guy's place ever again!

Well, screw that shit, I tell him! I'm pissed and somebody's gonna pay. I tell Josh I'm goin' over to mess that guy up bad and he'd better come with me if he knows what's good for him.

Suddenly Josh does something he's like, NEVER done before! He actually grabs me by the shoulders and says, "No, we're not!"

I look down at his hands on me and he knows he fucked up, so he takes 'em off real quick, but he doesn't back off and just repeats, "Look, Matt, there's no way we're doin' that! Okay?"

I ask who died and made him boss of me? I can't believe he's tellin' ME what to do. I figure he'll back down and remember who's boss, but he doesn't.

"Dammit, Matt, will you listen to ME for once! I don't feel right about that guy and I'm tellin' you, we're NOT going!"

At first I can't believe he thinks he can tell me what to do, I mean, he's never done anything like that before. But then, something inside tells me maybe he's right and I should just do what Josh says. It seems funny because he's never stood up to me like that before. So I figure I will, I'll do what Josh tells me, just this once. In the end we agree the best thing is just to try and forget it ever happened and never, EVER let anyone fucking know about this.

I'm totally down with that.