FROM CHAPTER 3
Jared roared as his orgasm flowed through every cell in his manly being.
The first shot of cum rocketed out of him straight across my back and into the back of my hair. The second shot too, except it landed on my right ear. His third shot sprayed most of my spine.
He grabbed his cock and kept stroking it. The fourth shot from his cock hit my hair again. Followed by shots five, six and seven coating most of my back with his jizz. Cum dripped from his hand and cock falling on my ass, down my crack and pooling on my lower back.
Jared kept stroking - shots eight to twelve ensuring that my entire back looked like a Jackson Pollock painting.
After what seemed like 10 minutes of ejaculating on me. I felt him release his cock and its heaviness fell onto my ass. The slimy, cum-covered head resting right on my hole.
I turned back and Jared was now awake - staring right at me.
CHAPTER 4: AFTER
Jared and I stared at each other for several moments. His breathing slowed down as he came off his orgasm - his eyes still drilling into my soul.
"I'm sorry," I whimpered.
Wait, what The Hell am I apologizing for!? I looked up at him kneeling over me, covered in sweat and me drenched in his load - and I no longer care.
I just want this moment to last forever. I'm so gay right now and I don't care as long as this isn't a dream.
Jared remained frozen above me - straddling my legs. His half-hard beautiful cock lay across my ass - its head still resting on my hole.
He didn't speak for an uncomfortable amount of time. He just stared at me and looked over his work - aka my cummy body. I gave him as much time as he needed, and just laid there, underneath him, covered in his fuck juice. I wondered if I should claim I was asleep? Pretend I'm still asleep?
Horrible thought -- would he stop being friends with me? Would he beat me up?
He was quiet for so long, I started wondering if I AM dreaming, but then he spoke...
"You're forgiven." he said sternly.
Phew! What a relief!
"I was dreaming about my girl."
I sighed, and said, "That makes perfect sense. I figured that's what was happening when I woke up."
"When exactly did that happen?"
Oh shit. I don't want to lie to Jared but I can't say I was awake the whole time - he'll know I liked it.
"When you got on top."
His eyes bore into me, "Don't lie to me, dude."
"I... I... Well, see I was also having a dream. You know, a sex dream and then woke up to you getting into it with me. Sorry, I mean her!"
Jared tilted his head slightly to the side, observing me. I just stared up at him like a lost puppy, waiting for him to tell me what to do.
His voice shifted to "concerned-guy", saying, "No worries. Totally normal. We were just both having dreams. And I guess I got carried away with you. I mean your ass is like a girl's from this angle. Wow, haha, Rae you're a mess, man."
Jared causally poked my ass with his still half-hard cock admiring its firmness and wiggle. I laid there covered in his huge load just letting him and not saying a word.
"Your ass is fucking great. Easy to mistake for a chick."
"Thanks."
Am I thanking him for telling me I look like a girl? What have I become? But Jared seemed like it was a legit compliment and he doesn't seem mad, so who cares right? I do have a nice ass and I should be proud of it.
Too many minutes later, as I continued to enjoy his compliment, Jared said, "Stay there."
He climbed off me and chucked his boxers. I didn't dare steal more than a glance but what I saw of his cock was as magnificent as it felt on my ass. A reasonably thick, slightly tan 9-inch man's cock swinging between Jared's legs. I think I'm in love. At the very least in lust for my best bro's cock.
Jared hunted around my room unapologetic of his nudity. Apparently, he'd never have the same worries of embarrassment that I did - and by the looks of his incredible form, why would he?
He did something with his boxers on the other side of the room which disappointed me because I was hoping to secretly steal them.
Jared went into my closet for a moment, turning on its dull overhead light - casting light upon my body. His cum was all over the back of me, so though I couldn't see what I looked like I wished I could. I could feel that he had jizz washed my ass, back, hair, ear and shoulders. I also became very aware of two pools of cum - one on my lower back, right at the start of my crack and two, a huge glob sitting on my hole. I felt wet, sticky, hot and still horny as fuck. I wanted desperately to touch it, maybe even taste it but I was afraid with Jared right there.
Jared walked out of the closet holding the slightly damp boxer briefs from my hamper. The same ones I'd wiped a bunch of precum off myself with earlier. He got close to the bed and stared at me for a moment before smirking.
The part of me that wasn't scared of what this would mean for our friendship was very excited that Jared could admire his work as it glistened on my flesh.
Then Jared took my underwear and cleaned the jizz and sweat off his cock, balls and pubes. I tried not to seem like I was actively watching him but couldn't help but stare. Jared paid me no mind.
Then he came over and haphazardly wiped off some of my back, my butt cheeks and my upper legs. It would be weird for him to touch my ass crack so that's probably why he skipped that area.
"Okay dude. You are good to roll over." he said.
I did. As I shifted positions it became immediately clear that a bunch of his cum was all over my side of the bed as well, so a whole bunch just went back onto my skin. I sat up -- feeling the cum on my lower back run down my crack -- adding itself to the glob on my hole. I felt my hole twitch and open and then twitch shut again.
I desperately maintained my composure despite all of the dripping happening under me. Never have I ever been happier that my dick was trapped inside a jockstrap. Despite the pain in my nuts, my cock was wet and twitchy as Hell.
Jared spoke again: "Wow that was a hot dream. My girl was such a little bitch showing off her hole and teasing me. You ever had a dream like that?"
"Ph, yeah dude. All the time... with multiple chicks," I said, undeniably overcompensating.
"Nice dude. Well back to bed then."
I stuttered for a moment. Was that it? Jared wasn't going to act weird, or beat me up? He was just going back to sleep in the same bed? Wow, he's awesome.
I bravely asked, "Are we cool?"
"Hmmm?" Jared said, sounding sleepy - guess the workout he just had was setting in.
"Oh yeah dude. We're good. We're both bros and you get that I was dreaming."
"Totally!"
"Seems like you're not freaking out with my boys swimming all over you either. I consider that a great sign of our friendship. And how cool you are with dudes just being dudes."
"Yeah, dudes just being dudes."
"Right. No big deal."
"Yeah. No big deal." I replied, smiling from cummy ear to cummy ear.
Jared rolled over and went back to bed -- Naked! I laid back down in my sticky sheets, staring at his perfect form next to me.
Hell yes. Jared was totally fine with it and so was I. I'm going to add this night to my spank bank. Who knows -- Maybe it could happen again! Or maybe he and I might jerk off some day.
I mulled over the possibilities as I fell back asleep next to my naked best friend, covered in his goo. It didn't even occur to me to shower. I felt more manly than ever before.
We both slept through the night without another incident.
The late morning sun illuminated my bedroom behind my eyelids but I didn't open them. Eyes shut, I moved my hand across my bed hoping to feel Jared's tight body there but instead there was nothing. Oh no - it was a dream and Jared had slept in the other room.
But suddenly, the bed shook and a pungent smelling sack of man balls plopped down onto my face - right on top of my lips.
"Ewwww." I moaned through my closed mouth, trying to sound convincingly grossed out. I was, of course, immediately a 15 on a horny scale of 10.
"Haha! Wake up sleepy dude. And taste my nuts in your face." I heard Jared say above me.
As my eyes started to open, Jared's thick man dick slapped the bridge of my nose and then fell over my right eye.
I groaned. Trying to pretend I didn't want this more than life itself and grabbed his incredibly developed thighs with both hands and tried to get him off me. He let me push him off and sat next to me on the bed.
Jared spoke: "I definitely slept better in your bed. Thanks, dude."
"Yeah, Jared. Anytime." I replied. Blinking as I finally opened my eyes and adjusted to the light.
Jared sat there for a moment -- his naked form backlit by the sun streaming through my bedroom window. He pushed me over and slapped my ass hard. My dick twitched and my balls yelped in pain.
"Let's go, Rae. I've got to shower and get going for a thing this afternoon."
I nodded, having trouble forming words as the events of last night flooded my head.
Jared smacked my ass again and headed to my bathroom. Seeing him for the first time in full lighting -- Damn he looked hot naked. My dick twitched again and ouch my balls were squeezed in my jock. I have to get this thing off but not until Jared leaves of course.
"Dude, get in here." Jared yelled from the bathroom. I jumped out of bed and hurried into the bathroom.
Jared was running the shower, waiting for the water to get hot.
"I'm gonna need a towel."
"Right." I said, and bent over to look under the sink for a clean one. Jared stood there looking down at me (once again my ass fully in view).
I handed him a towel which he sat on the counter next to the shower. Then he climbed in.
"No need to leave - just us dudes." Jared said as he rinsed off his body.
"Yeah, of course not," I said, smiling to myself.
I stood there watching as Jared grabbed my body wash and soaped himself up. After too long, I turned away and looked at myself in the mirror.
After a crazy night of horniness, dares and getting covered in jizz, I was quite the sight.
Looking into my eyes there was a strange mix of bloodshot, sleepy, porn star and something else (maybe the gay fuck monster inside of me). I looked different than one day ago. More of a man, I think. Or in simpler terms, I looked like I had gotten fucked -- I wish I had.
I was proud of my state. My hair - sticking up in a devil-may-care kind of way was cool to me and the monster inside of me fed on knowing what "gel" was making it matted and stuck up. Now I knew exactly what that just fucked look was like on me.
Jared didn't talk to me much while he showered but occasionally we would smile and nod at each other. When Jared was completely finished, he got out and toweled himself off. I'm so glad now my bro and I can just be naked around each other.
I think I was supposed to shower right after him but I forgot as he toweled his dick (still great soft!) and balls, and now seeing it for the first time - muscular ass. When he was dry, he dropped the towel on the floor and we headed back to my room.
Jared got dressed (no underwear). We watched a little TV for a minute, then Jared had to head out. As he was opening the front door to the house, he turned back to me, moving in close to stare into my eyes, and said, "You know bro. You're like the best friend I've ever had. You are great at dares and aren't freaked out by a hot stud's body in front of you. I can't wait to hang more."
He reached up and gently smacked the side of my face. Then he winked at me, grabbed my bare ass once more, smacked it and turned to leave.
"Oh, and Monday morning... on the bus to school... expect your penalty dare."
"Penalty date?" I said, suddenly frightened. Outside of my house? On the BUS!
"Yeah dude. Those shorts I found in your hamper weren't brought out with the rest. I'm gonna pretend you did it by accident cause I know you don't lie to me. But you're getting a penalty dare for it."
Jared headed out -- leaving me to spend the weekend terrified of what Monday morning had in store.
I went back to my room and stripped off my jockstrap - intending to finally release all the pent up jizz inside me.
The moment I took it off, my dick went full mast and started dripping precum. I went to my closet and once again admired myself. My hand grabbed my dick and squeezed -- releasing a giant strand of precum that I watched fall onto my foot.
I gave my dick one full stroke before--
"Rae! Get out here. Daisha and I are taking you to the game."
Really dad? Now you want to act like I exist?! Damn it! Couldn't he wait like 5 minutes.
"RAE!" he yelled again.
"Okay!" I yelled back, releasing my cock and searching for something to wear. "Be right there."
I didn't have time to find any underwear so I just put the jockstrap back on. I was still hard as a rock so for the moment the top half of my dick was sticking straight up past the waistband and dripping more precum down my stomach. Oh well - maybe I should just get used to having cum on my skin.
I threw on some jeans and a t-shirt (the shirt reminded me of the dried cum on my back). I threw my shoes on and ran out.
I came into the living room where my dad and his bimbo were standing waiting. My father placed a team hat on my head and patted me on the shoulder. Daisha just smiled at me awkwardly and we all headed out the door.
We went to the game, a movie and dinner. Then an amusement park on Sunday. I think he was trying to impress her because he wouldn't let me alone the whole rest of the weekend. With the two of them around I never got a moment to myself.
Exhausted by Sunday night, I finally took a shower. My body felt glowy from its encounter as the evidence of Friday night washed down the drain.
Too tired to jerk off, I finished washing, dried myself off and went to bed. * * *
I woke Monday morning rested but frightened of things to come. I rifled through my closet to find some clothes. To my dismay, I couldn't find any underwear. My drawer was empty save for socks. I know Jared took some of them and I burned a bunch, but surely not all of it. Where the Hell had he put the rest?
I looked at the jockstrap. No way was I putting that back on after wearing it all weekend. Not to mention you could smell it a mile away. I guess I was going commando.
I grabbed my backpack, a toaster waffle from the kitchen and headed off to the bus stop.
The bus arrived at its usual time. I approached the door, took a deep breath and descended the steps into the bus.
I spied Jared about two thirds of the way back. He waved and motioned for me to sit next to him. Walking down the aisle, I became intensely aware of every person on the bus. There were 4 people towards the front, a couple in the rear but no one in the immediate rows around Jared. I pulled my backpack off and moved to sit next to him.
Jared put his hand on my back and pushed me past him, towards the window seat. He slid sideways and arched his back a little which put his crotch right up against my ass as I clumsily moved over him to the seat. I felt his distinct package against my butt cheek and tried not to get a boner instantly. Fuck my best friend does things to me.
"Hey dude," Jared said, letting his hand linger on my thigh as I settled down in the seat.
"Hey."
"Ready for your penalty?"
No small talk for us buds today. Here goes nothing.
"No. I've been dreading it all weekend." I said honestly.
"You'll be fine. Now listen up."
I took a deep breath and looked at him, once again losing myself a little in his eyes.
Jared put his hand on my leg. I felt my dick start to grow in my pants. I tried to readjust but Jared kept his hand in place, moving it even closer to my crotch and upping my horny quotian.
Jared said, "I can tell your going commando, buddy."
"Sorry.'' Once again, why was I apologizing? It was Jared's fault after all that I didn't have any underwear.
Jared continued, "Well, I'm guessing you probably want to fix that issue since we do have gym class today."
Oh shit! We do. Fuck, how am I gonna change in front of the other lads with no undies. Jared smirked, watching the wheels turn in my head and the terror start to cross my face.
He said, "I can help you out." Wait, did he plan for this?
"I've brought a pair of yours and I'm happy to loan them to you for the day."
"Phew. Thanks dude. You're a lifesaver." I replied.
"Of course. Your best bro always has your back. And your ass."
We laughed together at that.
Jared reached into his backpack and pulled out my red speedos - the ones from freshman year with RAMS printed on the butt. They were at least a size too small -- so fucking embarrassing to wear those. I wondered if they'd even cover my ass.
"You got anything others of mine," I said hopefully.
"Nah, dude. These are perfect," he said. I could tell he was loving this. But not like I had a choice.
I reached out and reluctantly took them from him. The minute I had them in hand I felt something all over them.
"Why are they wet?" I asked.
Jared smiled like a devil and leaned in to whisper to me, and laughed. "Because I used them as my cum rag this morning."
"Gross." Fuck now my cock was fully erect in my jeans and ready to blow. Fortunately, it was pointed in the opposite direction of Jared's hand which was still on my leg.
Jared laughed more. "I thought it would be good lube to get `em up over your fat ass."
I smiled and shook my head, playing it off as a joke.
Jared continued, "And here's your dare."
My eyes grew wide as I listened, afraid of what he was about to say.
"You're going to put them on right here on the bus. Drop trow and slip these babies on hoping no one in a passing car or someone else on the bus sees you."
FUCK!
I nodded -- accepting the fate my friend had laid out before me.
Shit. Here I was with a boner on a city bus and with all these people around. My dick twitched again and I felt it get wet. Fuck - now I'm precuming with a boner. And I'm holding a cummy speedo about to get half naked in public to get it on me.
Jared sat there staring at me like he was king of the world. There was a twisted pleasure on his face that somehow made him even more charming to me.
Why did I wear jeans today? It's going to take so much longer to get them off AND I've got to take my shoes off too. How did I get into this mess? Oh right, my hot best friend.
Here goes nothing.
I leaned down and unlaced my trainers.
To be continued