Story Themes: Best friends, manipulation, domination, straight to gay
Continuation from Part 5:
"Let's chill and watch this game now, dude. I feel so relaxed how after getting off. Don't you love that feeling after a good jack-off session?"
"Yeah... for sure. Speaking of which, since I didn't really get..."
"No way, D. You're not gonna beat off now, after you just watch me hose down my abs with my hot load, right? For real. What kind of faggot would jack off after he just saw another dude blow his load? Right?" Matt replied after cutting me off.
"No man, it's not that, I just got so horny from that porno you had..." I started, but Matt cut me off again.
"Dude - you weren't watching that porn. I was. You were focused on this dick, right here."
Matt pointed to the lump in his shorts, then continued.
"If you go in that bathroom and tug on that tiny prick until you orgasm, that means you're a faggot. You can't watch me beat off my massive man-dick and then get yourself off right after. Total faggot shit, bro. And I know you're not a faggot, right?"
"Fuck no, I'm no fag!" I quickly replied.
"Right, so get back in that chair, kick up those legs, and relax. Let's watch these professional jocks do their thing, bro."
My dick was completely limp at this point, as I walked back towards the chair, resigned not to push the issue further because, honestly, it did kind of sound gay for me to whack off at this point after listening to Matt.
"Before you sit down, bro, just toss me my shirt."
"I turned towards where he chucked his own shirt, bent down, grabbed it, and stood back up, tossing it to him.
"Perfect, bud. Thanks, man," Matt thanked me.
He grabbed the shirt mid-air and dropped it next to him on the bed. Didn't seem like he felt like putting it on.
I plopped my fat ass in the chair as we watched the game: Matt totally spent and grinning like an ass, with me still horny and butt naked. ........................................................................................................................................................................................
Part 6:
Matt and I watched the game for about an hour, and then decided to order a pizza.
"Yeah, D. Let's order a pizza. How about 1/2 sausage, 1/2 pepperoni?
"Sounds good to me, Matt."
Matt picked up the phone, called in the order and spread out again on his bed. He pulled up Netflix and started flipping through shows.
"You gonna crash here tonight, Danny?" he said while focused on the TV.
"I hadn't planned on it, bro. You know I didn't bring anything with me and I didn't say anything to my Mom about doing that. Why?"
"Why not, bud? Aren't we just gonna hang out tomorrow anyway? I think you should stay over. It'll give us more time to deal with your issues, too, man."
It sounded like a good idea to me. It seemed like I spent half my weekends at Matt's place, anyway. My Mom certainly wouldn't care and I didn't have any other plans for Sunday. I picked up the phone, called her to let her know, and that was that.
"All good, Matt. I'll crash here tonight, dude."
"Fuckin' great, D. Love it."
Matt kept flippin' through shows looking for something to watch while we waited on dinner. It occurred to me while I was watching that I was still naked, and when the delivery guy came, whether I answered the door or Matt did, he'd be able to see me in the room. I got up to pull on the pair of Matt's jeans that I wore to the mall when Matt noticed.
"Uh, what the fuck, Danny? What are you doing?"
"The pizza will be here soon. I gotta put something on for when the delivery guy comes, Matt."
"Hmmm... I don't know, D. Sounds like you're just trying to keep that butt of yours under wraps, bro. I don't like that. But, you're right. It would be totally weird for you to answer the door naked like we're in here fuckin' or somethin'... I got it. You can put on your new speedo; the one you're gonna start off with on Monday. That way you'll be covered up, but will get a head start on dudes seein' you in it. It's a win-win, man."
"Come on, dude. I'll just put on the jeans. Why would I be in a speedo? I'll just throw on the jeans, Matt."
Matt looked at me, and I expected he was going to push the issue, but he just smiled.
"Yeah, that's cool, Danny. You're right. Sometimes I get carried away, ya know? Just tryin' to look out for my little buddy and his shy ass."
I pulled on the jeans, still commando since I didn't have any clean underwear here, and plopped back down in the chair.
Matt always ordered pizza from the same place, and they knew to come around the house to his door when they delivered. It wasn't long before we heard the knock at the door.
"Danny you answer while I get the cash."
I got up and went to the door, still shirtless, but I'm sure most dudes answer that way when they're just hangin' out with a bro. I opened the door and a dude about my age was standing there holding the pizza.
"$17.50, man," he said, while glancing at my shirtless bod.
"Just a sec," I replied.
I turned to see where Matt was with the cash, and he was headed my way. He pulled it out of his wallet, and extended his hand to me, but somehow the bills fell to the floor.
"Aww, come on Danny. Pick up that cash so we can pay this guy."
Matt stood still, legs slightly spread, facing me while I bent down to pick up the money.
"Sorry, man. Sometimes my best friend here is such a klutz. Let's go, D!" Matt barked.
As I picked up the cash, I thought about how this must look to the pizza guy. Matt standing tall and proud, hands on his hips, legs apart, while I'm bent down on my hands and knees picking up what seems like too many small bills for a pizza order. My mind flashed back to the mall, when I bent to pick out that pair of socks and Matt said he could see part of my ass over he stretched waistband of the jeans. I started to flush red and hurried to stand up, afraid I was showing more of my backside to the delivery guy than I intended.
When I stood up and turned back around, Matt came from behind me, grabbed the cash from my hand and paid the delivery guy, passing me the pizza. I turned to walk back towards the desk.
"Here ya go, dude. Keep the change."
He hit the pizza guy on the arm after he said it, and the delivery guy responded with a weird smile.
"Yeah, dude. Thanks. You guys enjoy your night."
Matt shut the door and dropped the pizza on his desk.
"Alright, bro. Jeans off. I'm proud of you. You didn't even care that you showed off half of that juicy ass to Mark when you bent down to pick up that money. You're really coming a long way."
I started to unbutton and unzip the jeans, thinking about what he just said.
"Wait. What? You know that guy?"
"So do you, D. Mark is in our grade. He's in one of the other gym classes that will merge with ours for the semester for swim class. I was worried you were really trying to hide your goodies in those jeans. I didn't realize you were going to flaunt that butt for him."
Matt was all smiles while he put a couple slices of pizza on the paper plates he keeps in his room, and pulled a few sports drinks from his mini-fridge for us.
"Dude! I wasn't flaunting my butt, and I had no idea who he was! I didn't even think about it when you dropped that cash, man."
"Even better! You didn't think anything of showcasing your assets to a rando- dude. Come on bud, let's eat. I got you a slice with sausage. The cut is nice and thick, little buddy. Just like you like!"
Matt started laughing at me and sat down on his bed to eat. I folded up the jeans, grabbed my plate, and moved to the chair.
"Fuck you, man. It's like you set me up for that."
"Quit your fuckin' bitching, bro. He's gonna see your ass on Monday, anyway. No harm, bro."
Matt put on an old sitcom and we settled in and ate dinner. When Matt was done, I took his plate and tossed it in the trash with mine. We relaxed for a couple of hours just shooting the shit, talking about our buds, girls, whatever was on TV, etc. Around 10, I asked Matt for something I could borrow to sleep in.
"You don't need anything to sleep in, D. You keep tryin' to cover up, dude, and we've been over this. You're here: you're naked. Simple as that."
"But, Matt. Usually I crash in your bed. I'm gonna need something to wear, right?"
"Nope. You go nude. I don't give a fuck about your little willy hangin' out, bro. But, hey. If it will make you feel better, I'll go commando, too, Danny. That's how I sleep every other night, 'cept when you're here. But, I'll do it tonight, too, just to make you feel more comfortable."
With that, Matt pulled down his shorts and underwear, kicked them on the floor, and folded his hands behind his head, showing off his muscled teen bod in all its glory. The truth is, that certainly was not going to make me feel any better about being naked in his bed. Now we're both fuckin' naked.
"Come on, D. Get up here and get comfy."
I stood up and walked around the bed to the other side, and tried to relax as I joined him.
"I've been meaning to ask you, dude. Do you still empty those little nuts right into your sheets, buddy? No cumrag or tissues or anything?"
Why was he asking me about this now? This could not be more awkward.
"Well... yeah. I mean, usually. It's just easier, Matt."
"Easier, but fuckin' nasty bro. It doesn't bother you that you're basically rolling around in your own cum all night? I'm sure you get some on your skin, right?"
Matt brought his right hand down to his balls, and was casually rolling them around with his fingers while we talked. Once I noticed, I had a hard time pulling my eyes away.
"I don't know. I don't really think about it, Matt. Once I get off, I'm usually pretty relaxed and fall right to sleep. I guess it doesn't really bother me, no."
"Interesting. My best friend isn't bothered by cum. Huh. I fully agree that sometimes it's annoying to have to focus on where you're shooting - like into the tissues or whatever, but I can't see cumming in my sheets and there's no way in hell I'd sleep with cum sticking to half my body, bro."
He smiled and continued rolling his nuts around in his hand.
"I don't know about you, but I'm fuckin' horny again, D."
Matt's hand moved to his shaft, where he started fingering up and down the length a bit.
"I'm gonna throw on another porn and stroke myself off again before bed."
Matt turned to his phone, searching for porn as his slumbering cock slowly woke up. I could see it growing longer and harder as he stared at his phone. I was getting turned on again myself, and really did need to drop my own load before I'd be able to sleep well.
He mirrored the porn to the TV again as I noticed his dick starting to leak on his tight abs. In the scene he picked this time, it looked like two bros in gym shorts and T's were chillin' on the couch, massaging their growing tools while watching another Latina chick with a fat ass put on a little show for them. She was showing off her ass and pussy to them, playing with her thong, letting it slide through her crack. They quickly got up, dropped their shorts while freeing their hairy bones and put her on the couch, ass up. They both started diving in, one dude eating her pussy from behind, while the other one tongued at her open asshole just above the first guy's head. They took turns slapping her ass, pulling away from her tasty holes long enough to talk dirty to her and make that ass bounce against their open palms.
I'd grabbed my dick somewhere in the midst of this and was mid-stroke when I heard Matt in my ear. He'd moved closer to me, so his left arm was now pressing against my right as he spoke to me quietly.
"Little buddy. You know this porn isn't for you. This porn is for me, right bud? This porn is for me to watch while I stroke my fuckin' delicious 9-inch meat and make myself feel good. This porn is to help me get my rocks off so I'm not stuck with a throbbin' bone the entire night, right? Look at this cock, D. Look at Matty's cock. It's so fuckin' hard and wet bro, already. This porn has me so fuckin' hot. You can feel the heat comin' off my skin, right? It's 'cus of this nasty fuckin' porn. That slut getting her ass and pussy eaten by a couple of jock bros, just like us. Yeah man, that could be us fuckin' around with that hot cunt. But that's for me to think about, right? You're supposed to be focused on this thick dick I got here between my legs, D. You're supposed to focus on this thick dick, because it needs to be second nature for you to see me gettin' off, right? When we're in the locker room you're gonna see me workin' my rock hard tool every day, so you gotta be used to it. It can't be a distraction for you while you're standing guard. You need to be used to seein' this man meat shoot a heavy load. So eyes on the prize, buddy. Eyes on this cock. Eyes on this huge, heavy cock as I move my hand up and down. Eyes on this hooded monster as I play with my foreskin and pre-, buddy. Good buddy."
I was now fully focused on Matt's dick. I'd completely turned my attention from the hot sex playing out on the TV, and was staring openly at my best friend's huge member as he played with it, using both hands to bring himself pleasure. I felt so good as my own dick was getting the attention it needed from my right hand, when Matt suddenly grabbed my right forearm with is left hand, and pulled my hand away from my dick.
"Come on, Danny. You know you can't play around with your peter while you're watching me handle this grown-up cock. You know that's fuckin' gross, right? You can't sit there whackin' off that little boy dicky while you're focused on your best friend hand-fucking his cock to completion, right? You don't want to do that, right, little buddy? You don't want to play with yourself while watchin' a man handle his goods, right?"
"I... no. No, Matt, I don't."
"Right, buddy, right. Why? Why don't you want to play with your little tommy gun anymore?"
"'Cus, man. Only faggots do that kinda shit. Only a faggot would beat off while watchin' another dude bust."
"Right, D. Perfect. And you're not a faggot, right? You're not a fuckin' dirty faggot who gets hard thinkin' about his best friend, right? You're not a fuckin' faggot who works his own tiny dick while he watches a real man shoot his thick fuckin' load all over, right?"
"Fuck no! I'm not a faggot, Matt."
"Exactly. Good fuckin' buddy. Watchin' me work this fuckin' massive cock in my hands. Keep watchin', bro. You'll be so ready come Monday. You won't give a second thought to seein' me work myself off and get my nut. You won't even think about playin' with your own prick, right D?"
"Right, Matt. I'm not gonna play with my dick like a faggot while you get to cum."
"Fuckin-A, man! Fuck, little buddy. I'm gettin' so close. So close to fuckin' shooting a thick load of my jock juice all over."
Matt threw his left arm over my shoulders and pulled me in tight. I was so focused on his dick, while battling the urge to grab my own neglected hard-on, begging for my attention, that I paid no mind to him pulling me in close like this while he was getting ready to blow.
"Fuck, D. Fuck. You watchin' D? You watchin' this fuckin' fat cock leakin' pre- all over? You see how hard this huge dick is? Fuck... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fuckin' shoot... this heavy... load!"
I did watch as Matt's cock exploded, flinging his thick white cum across his abs and mine, getting everywhere. I kept watching as he shot 4, 5, 6 jets of jock nut over both of us. I couldn't believe he could cum this much after he got off earlier this afternoon. Matt's arm kept me pulled tight to his left side as he finished emptying his hot load on our fit teen bodies.
"Fuuuuck. Oh my God, Danny. I fuckin' needed that. Like that was a fuckin' hot nut, bro. I got it all over myself. Shit. It was worth it. Go get me a rag, buddy. I can't get up while I'm covered in cum, ya know? Oh, shit! Did I spray some of my swimmers on you, Danny? Damn, I didn't even notice. I was so focused on my dick, I didn't notice you got hosed down, too, man. I guess that's usual for you, though, right? You shoot your little semen and if you get some on you, that's cool, right, like you said?"
I was still sort of coming down off the high of watching him get off, myself, that I didn't really hear exactly what he said.
"Yo, Danny. Did you hear me? I said it's not that unusual for you to get splashed with some cum, right? Like you said earlier how it doesn't bother you?"
"Uh, no man. It... it doesn't really bother me to get some on me sometimes," I replied dryly.
"Good! Fuckin' great. I don't need to feel bad about emptying half my nuts across your abs, arm, and little dick, then. Fuck, that was a good nut. So go grab me that rag, bro. I don't like sittin' here basting in my own juices the way you do."
Danny lifted his left arm from around my shoulders and gave me a bit of a nudge off the bed. As I started walking towards the bathroom, I looked down and realized my hard dick was pointing the way, and I did have splashes of Matt's wet cum in several places across my torso, right arm and even some down in my pubes. God damn he came a lot! I grabbed two washcloths from his bathroom and headed back towards his bed. I tossed one to him.
"Thanks, Danny. Fuckin' nut everywhere, man."
He started to wipe himself off, and so did I, using the other washcloth.
"Woah! Woah! What are you doin' Danny?" he yelled before I even started.
"Wiping off the load you shot on me, man. It's fuckin' all over me."
"No way. Fuck that, Danny. You said cum doesn't bother you and you're used to rolling over and going to sleep with whatever you got on you. Why the fuck would you waste one of my towels? Is there somethin' wrong with my cum?"
"Matt, come on. It's a little different having a few drops of my own cum on my skin than having all of this jizz you shot on me!"
"Yeah, different because I shoot a man-sized load and you shoot a little dribble, but it's still cum. And you're not wasting one of my towels wiping down. You said it's no big deal. YOU said that. So don't make it one now. I didn't spray you with my nut on purpose, accidents happen, and most of it ended up on me anyway. Just get rid of this rag here, and let's get to sleep."
He tossed me the dirty rag he'd used to clean his own body and gave me a look. I let out a deep sigh and turned, throwing that one in the hamper and putting the clean washcloth back while I felt his cum drying on my skin. He was already under the covers when I got back to the bed and climbed in on the open side.
"Great. Just, great, D. Doesn't it feel great to get off before bed? Fuck. Love it. Night, man."
I let my head hit the pillow, and tried to think of anything other than my best friend's cum hardening on my skin. Anything other than that and the ache I felt from my own still-hard dick.
I'm not sure how long it took me to fall asleep, but eventually I did. I woke up around 2am, and realized Matt had repositioned in the bed. He was a wild sleeper. He often talked in his sleep, tossed from one side to the other, etc. Sometimes, like tonight, he ended up with his arm draped over the side of my body as I slept facing away from him. I carefully pulled his arm up and away from me, and he rolled the other way, while I fell back to sleep.
I had crazy weird dreams that night. Most of them about sex. I couldn't remember them exactly, but going to sleep horny is not good for a teenager. As I started to wake, it felt like I was in that weird in-between stage: half awake and half asleep. Someone was talking dirty...
"Yeah, baby. Let Daddy slip this hard dick inside that tight cunt. Daddy needs that pussy. Daddy needs that wet pussy so bad, baby. Give up that tight pussy for Daddy and he'll make you feel so good when he fucks that pussy."
I slowly started to wake and felt someone on top of me. Matt had his right arm and right leg resting on my right side, as my fat ass hugged his uncut prick, slowly sliding up and down between my cheeks. I panicked.
"Matt! Dude, what the fuck!"
It's happened before, where Matt ended up wrapped around me in the night, but of course we've always had on underwear or shorts. He was now hugging my naked, exposed body against his own muscled teen bod. And he was still asleep! I could see his eyes were closed as his face rested against the side of mine, and he kept talking. He was the source of my last dream of dirty talk. He seemed unfazed when I called out his name.
"Oh, fuck, baby. You've got such a pretty pussy hiding for Daddy in that fat ass you got. Yeah, baby. Don't tease Daddy with that juicy ass anymore, baby. Let Daddy in that pussy. Daddy needs that pussy and you need Daddy. You need him in that aching pussy you got. You know how good it will feel to have Daddy sliding in and out of that slick pussy, working his dick in and out as he gets ready to give you his babies, right? Yeah, baby..."
Matt's dick was still sliding up and down between my cheeks as I yelled and pushed him off me.
"Matt! Wake the fuck up, bro!"
Matt fell back on the bed when I pushed up against his arm, finally waking him.
"Dude - what the fuck? Why'd you wake me up, man? I was just having the hottest fuckin' dream. Fuck, look how hard I am? I think I seriously was about to cream the sheets from that dream, bro."
He didn't realize. He didn't realize he'd been humping my ass while he dreamed about fucking some girl's cunt. I didn't want to draw any attention to what he was actually doing, but couldn't avoid looking at the steeled dick that had just been sliding up and down my ass.
"You were makin' all kinds of noise, Matt. I couldn't sleep with your sleep-talking, again."
"Fuck, man. I gotta piss, if I can get this dick to cooperate. I seriously hate waking up from a sweet dream like that. Damn."
Matt stood and headed towards the bathroom. I watched his tanned body move across the room as I started to wrestle in my mind with what exactly was making my own dick so hard. I haven't gotten off in 24 hours, even when Matt played a couple of hot porns that really got me going. Yeah, the fact that I haven't had any alone time away from Matt so I could get myself off - that had to be it.
End of part 6.
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