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Andrew Learns My Secret
When my alarm went off, I woke up hard. I’m sure if I’d been asleep for a few more minutes, I would have had a wet dream, but no such luck. I was just as hard and horny as I’d been the night before. I put on clean clothes over Andrew’s dirty underwear and grabbed a bowl of cereal. Before I left the house, I thought about putting on some of the cologne I’d gotten for Christmas, and putting some deodorant on my pits, but somehow I just knew that Andrew wouldn’t approve. The last thing I wanted to do was piss off my friend.
Andrew came out the kitchen door of his house right on schedule and fell into step with me. “So, you wearin’ em?” He asked, patting my butt.
“Yeah.” I mumbled, my eyes on the ground in front of me.
“When we get to school, go right to the first floor boy’s room so I can see.” Andrew said matter of factly.
“Andrew, I swear. I’m wearing them, okay?” I protested.
“I believe you. I can smell you from here.” He chuckled. “But I have to make sure you followed all my orders, and there’s something you need to do before class.”
“What?” I asked, feeling apprehensive about what new humiliation my best friend had cooked up for me.
“Oh, you’ll see.” He snickered, filling me with dread.
We reached the school, and I headed dutifully to the boy’s room with Andrew at my side. When we entered the deserted room, he grabbed me by the neck and steered me toward the oversized handicapped stall.
“In here.” He said as he shoved me inside and bolted the cubical door.
“Raise your arms.” He ordered.
He took a quick sniff of my pits. “Well, I guess you didn’t shower.” He said with a chuckle. “Okay, drop ‘em Billy boy. Show me those nasty panties.”
Blushing furiously, I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly and unbuttoned my pants. I really wanted to get this over with. I lowered my jeans to just below my dirty underwear, and looked up at Andrew. He had a wicked smile on his beautiful face.
“Did you manage to keep your hands off of your dick last night?”
“Yeah.” I mumbled and looked down at the floor.
“Good boy. I guess we can’t have you going around horny all day, now can we? Pull down the briefs, Billy. I’m going to let you jerk off before class.”
“Andrew, I can’t. Not here.” I looked at him pleadingly.
“Do it Billy. Give me a little show. I want to see you cum, and be sure you catch it all in your other hand. Now get those briefs down and start jacking.”
I had never masturbated in front of another human being before, let alone my best friend. I was mortified as he sat on the toilet and watched me pull the briefs down and finger my hard cock in front of him. I closed my eyes and tried to forget he was there.
“Open your eyes Billy. Look at me.” He ordered.
I opened my eyes and saw him staring at my dick. As humiliating as it was to have my best friend watch me masturbate, it was an incredible turn on as well. I began to breathe rapidly, and I knew my orgasm wasn’t far off.
“Don’t forget to catch your load, Billy boy.”
I dutifully placed my hand in front of my penis. I thought he was going to make me lick it off my hand, but I was wrong. He had other plans for my semen. After going for a night without cumming, it was quite an explosion. I shot volley after volley of the thick white stuff into my hand. When I was finally spent, the reality of the situation came rushing back to me as I realized I was standing in the boy’s room with my pants and filthy underwear around my ankles with my spent cock in one hand, and my cum glistening on the other while my best friend reveled in my shame.
Andrew stood up and grabbed my wrist, bending my arm behind me. He put my cream filled hand against my ass and rubbed my load all over it. He even managed to get some in my crack. To this day, I can’t imagine how he came up with something this degrading and uncomfortable. I sighed as I resigned myself to going through the day with the dirty briefs glued to my butt cheeks by my own cum.
“Don’t worry butt sniffer, I’ll let you lick up what’s left.”
I felt like my face was on fire as I stood there with my soft cock hanging between my legs and my ass covered with cum as I licked the remnants off my hands and fingers. I took care to do a thorough job, as I was pretty sure he wouldn’t let me wash my hands. Finally I was allowed to pull my jeans and underwear up. When I was dressed, Andrew spanked me a couple of times and rubbed my butt cheeks to make sure the taught fabric was stuck to my ass.
He came around and stood in front of me and smiled sweetly. “Embarrassed?”
“Good, that’s the idea, butt sniffer, have a nice day.”
He unbolted the stall and left me there. I was on the verge of tears, but I managed to get myself together enough to head to homeroom. As I walked, I could feel the cum drying on my ass. It itched like hell. Andrew grinned at me as I walked into the room. I heard him giggle as I took my seat, feeling my cum coated behind make contact with the hard chair. I could smell my own stink as I sat there wondering if anyone else had noticed. I noticed the girl at the desk next to mine wrinkle up her nose and sniff the air as she looked around the room. It seemed like an eternity when the bell finally rang. I waited until everyone was almost out the door, before I stood up to leave for my first class.
Other than a few strange looks, everything was going okay. Since I was usually quite fastidious about my hygiene, my current state definitely raised some eyebrows among my classmates and teachers. As I left Western Civ., Mr. Archer caught a good whiff of me as I passed by his desk.
“Uh, Billy, may I speak to you for a minute?”
I paused in the doorway, trying to keep my distance.
“Billy, is everything okay at home?” He asked in a fatherly way.
“Uh, yeah. Everything’s fine.” I answered, feeling my cheeks flush.
“Well, I don’t mean to pry, it’s just that usually you’re so clean. Not to embarrass you, but today you…smell.”
“Yeah, well, about that. My alarm didn’t go off this morning and I was late, so I had to skip my shower.”
I had been ready for this moment and told the well rehearsed lie effortlessly. Mr. Archer eyed me skeptically, probably thinking I smelled far to rank for a normally clean guy who just missed one shower. If that’s what he was thinking, he didn’t say it. He took a pad of hall passes out of his drawer and began scribbling.
He handed me the slip of paper. “Here’s a pass for your next class. Why don’t you go down to the gym and get cleaned up, okay?”
I took the pass from him. “Thanks Mr. A.” I called over my shoulder as I hurried out of the room.
I had no intention of going to the gym. I knew I had to get through this. I knew I had to obey Andrew no matter what. I took advantage of the late pass and headed out to sit under the bleachers and think.
I had to plan the rest of the school day carefully. I took my lunch out of my backpack and ate it. That was one problem solved. I wouldn’t have to sit in the cafeteria smelling like shit.
Next, I thought about gym class. I could get there early and change quickly in the last row of lockers. Luckily we were doing track and field instead of wrestling, or some other activity that would bring me in close contact with anyone. I winced at the thought of my stinky balls hanging in some poor dudes face.
After gym, I had study hall, which wouldn’t be too bad. It wasn’t crowded, and I could sit a little ways off. Maybe I could even get a library pass, and go hang out there away from everyone. French was going to be worse, but there was nothing I could do. I’d be seriously screwed if I cut, so I knew I’d have to just endure the odd looks. So far no one had actually said anything except Mr. Archer. I figured if I came in tomorrow, freshly showered as usual, maybe they’d all forget about it.
I glanced at my watch. 10 minutes until my current class let out. I handed in my pass and took a seat near the door. As soon as the bell rang, I raced to the gym. My plan worked out fine. I waited until everyone was in the showers after class to hastily change. I had no trouble getting a library pass from my study hall teacher. She was a substitute anyway, so I didn’t really care if she noticed my b.o.
During French, I was called to the board to conjugate a verb. I reluctantly stood up, and my essence wafted out from under me. The guy next to me coughed and gave me a dirty look. It was humiliating to say the least, but that was the worst of it.
When the bell rang, I rushed through the halls to meet up with Andrew. He was waiting by the door.
“You know the routine, stinky boy.” He walked out the door, and I followed about 10 paces behind.
Once in his room, I obediently knelt by the hamper and waited. He left me there for about 15 minutes while he went downstairs and had a snack. When he returned, he went over to the hamper and pulled out last night’s dirty undies. He stood behind me and pressed them into my face with both hands, and gently massaged them all over me.
There was something different about the way he did it today. He pressed the back of my head into his crotch. I was surprised to say the least when my straight friend started to get hard. He continued rubbing my face with the briefs as he spoke softly.
“Billy, I’m not gay or anything, but I have to admit, I like doing this stuff to you. I don’t know why, but it really turns me on to have you be at my mercy…doing everything I say no matter how disgusting and embarrassing it is.”
He began rubbing his crotch on the back of my head. “I think you like it too.”
I nodded within the confines of his hands on my face. I was in such a state of confusion. Could it be that I actually enjoyed his humiliating treatment? If my cock was any indication, I had to figure that I did. I know I loved the excuse to do sexual things with Andrew. I thought that if this went on, he might get more daring.
“Well, I didn’t like going to school all smelly, but I like some of the other things you made me do.” I was shy about telling him the whole truth, but I just couldn’t stop myself. “The fact that you make me do them is…kinda hot too.”
Andrew chuckled. “I figured as much. That’s why I had you go to school that way. You were supposed to be getting punished and you were enjoying it far too much. If you wanna play around like this sometimes, I won’t embarrass you in public. We’ll save that kind of stuff for when you’ve been bad. Okay?”
I nodded my head in agreement, silently wondering when Andrew had become in charge of my discipline.
He then ordered me to strip. Andrew broke out in fits of laughter when I actually had to peel his stinky underpants off of my ass. I had to admit I thought it was pretty funny myself. The smile quickly vanished from my face when he raised my hand to my face and made me smell the result of three days of active teen boy.
“Okay butt sniffer, punishment’s over. Now get in the shower before I puke.” He said with a laugh.
He reached under his bed and tossed me my underwear from the day before, but wouldn’t let me have any other clothing. The shower felt heavenly. I scrubbed every inch of my body for about twenty minutes, watching the filth swirl down the drain along with my humiliation.
When I emerged from the bathroom wearing only the briefs, Andrew stood there shirtless in only his baggy cargo shorts with the waist band of his briefs poking out. I sprang an instant woody as I took in the gorgeous chest, not too muscled, but nice and smooth. I let my gaze drop lower to his cute inny belly button, and the faint treasure trail that led into the white fabric. To me, my best friend Andrew was the epitome of 16 year old perfection.
“Get over here Billy. I’ve got a job for you.”
I crossed the room and stood before him. He raised his right arm.
“I’m feeling a little funky myself. Clean out my pits with your pussy tongue.”
I tentatively moved my face toward his arm pit. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pressed me in, bringing his arm down at the same time. I loved the masculine scent emanating from him.
“Lick!” He ordered.
I poked the tip of my tongue in his pit. It tasted a little salty. His downy hairs tickled my nose. I got a little bolder, and pressed the length of my tongue into him, and licked and slurped his sweat. It was at that moment that I realized there wasn’t an inch on his body that I wouldn’t worship with my mouth if he told me to.
He used his grip on my hair to move me to the other pit, where I repeated the procedure. When he was satisfied with my efforts, he guided me to my knees.
He turned around and pressed his ass in my face and ordered me to do my butt sniffer thing. Then he surprised and delighted me by pulling down his pants, and planting my face back into his brief covered butt. I was in heaven, as I inhaled his exotic aroma. The warmth of his crack was intoxicating. He turned around and pressed my face into his crotch. I could feel him start to go hard in his briefs.
“Kiss it, tell me how much you love it.”
I kissed his swelling cock through his shorts repeatedly. “Andrew, I love your hot cock. Even in your unders, I can tell it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.” I resumed my kissing.
He pulled my head back by the hair and smiled down at me. “How would you like to earn a new name today, butt sniffer?”
I smiled up at him. “Oh yes, Andrew, please. I’d love to be your cocksucker. Please use my faggot mouth. I want your load. Please!”
I think Andrew was a little taken aback by my eagerness. I actually shocked myself when the subservient words tumbled out of my mouth.
“Not so fast buddy, first you have to clean my sweaty balls for me…maybe even my butt crack. Then I’ll think about fucking your pretty face for you.”
He stepped out of the shorts and ordered me to pull down his briefs. He didn’t have to ask me twice. I lowered the waist band slowly, savoring the moment. When his penis was finally revealed, I was in ecstasy. I’d seen it a few times over the years when we’d changed together, but I’d never seen it hard before. It was perfect. Andrew grabbed my head with both hands and pressed me into his ball sack.
“Lick!” He ordered again, like he was talking to a dog. I licked his balls like a puppy dog. I sucked them into my mouth one at a time and swirled my tongue all over them. Andrew kept up a steady stream of insults while I was lapping up his ball sweat.
“Yeah, buddy. Get all that stinky sweat off my balls. Man, your tongue feels good down there. I should have been feeding you my cum long before this, Billy. Who would have thought that I’d catch my best bud huffing my dirty briefs and use it to turn him into my personal cocksucker, huh?”
He was really on a roll. He raised my face to meet his gaze. “Okay, time to eat some ass, Billy boy.”
As intrigued as I was with his nether regions, I was a little nervous about this part. I knew I had to do it, but I also knew that sometimes when I’m a little careless, I end up with bits of shitty toilet paper back there, and I definitely wasn’t into that scene. Andrew turned around and presented me with his perfect rounded globes. I planted a kiss on each one to demonstrate my submission. I pulled them apart with my hands and gazed at the most personal and intimate part of my best friend’s body. I was relieved that it looked pretty clean. I was aware of the musky aroma that I’d come to crave over the past two days, only with his ass bared it was a little more intense. I could live with that.
I pressed my face into his crack and inhaled deeply. I was in my glory.
Andrew laughed. “Man dude, you really are a butt sniffer! Knock yourself out, it’s all yours…and don’t forget, I wanna feel that tongue.”
I opened my mouth and began to slowly lick up and down the length of his crack. I could hear Andrew moaning softly. I felt a shiver go through his body as I concentrated my efforts on his puckered hole. I licked in lazy circles around his bulls eye, and finally stuck my tongue in his hole. I felt him press back against me as I continued to tongue him furiously. All my inhibitions vanished as I lost myself in his butt juices.
After a good 10 minutes or so of ass worship, Andrew turned around with his hard cock just inches from my lips.
“I guess you earned this, buddy.” He said softly. “Go on, kiss my dick head.”
I planted a kiss on the drooling head of his penis. I licked his pre-cum off my lips and savored it in my mouth. I just couldn’t believe that after all these years, my biggest fantasy was about to come true. I was actually on my knees about to give Andrew a blow job.
Andrew took my head in his hands. “Open up.”
I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out a little, and curved it. Andrew placed his cock head on my tongue, and worked his hips back and forth, coating my tongue with his cock drool. After smearing his dick head all over my face, painting me with his pre-cum, he slid the shaft back in my mouth.
“Suck it.” He ordered.
I applied some suction to his throbbing cock, and I gently bobbed up and down the shaft.
“Use your tongue…yeah, that’s it. Man, Billy, you’re a natural born cocksucker…feels so good!”
Andrew grabbed me by the hair and pushed his cock into my throat, causing me to gag. I willed myself to relax to accommodate him. His pubes were tickling my nose while he took over the blow job completely as I surrendered to his face fucking.
“Look at me Billy.”
I looked up into his eyes as he grinned down at me.
“Man, this is going to be great…having my best bud as my personal cum dumpster…I’m gonna use your pussy a lot, buddy.”
His pace quickened as he slid his hot cock in and out of my mouth and throat. I concentrated on the underside with my tongue while keeping up the suction. He fucked his dick harder into my mouth, and I felt the grip on my hair tighten. He stared right into my eyes.
“Here it comes Billy. Don’t swallow it yet…I wanna see my cum in your mouth.”
He continued fucking while he shot his copious load into me. He pulled back for the last few spurts and got a couple of good sized blobs in my mouth. He let his softening cock rest in my spunk filled mouth while he steadied himself on my shoulders. Eventually, he pulled out of my mouth.
“Show it to me, bud.” I thought that I was beyond embarrassment at this point, but I was so wrong. My cheeks were burning with humiliation, there on my knees with Andrew inspecting my cum filled mouth. Andrew laughed at my predicament.
“Okay, now I want you to sort of swish it around a little before you swallow.”
Much to my shame, I did as he ordered.
“Ummm, yeah, you love my little spermies don’t you. Don’t worry Billy boy, there’s plenty more for ya.
I had to admit that I loved the taste of his cum. I had tasted my own, but somehow knowing this was Andrew’s goo in my mouth was much better. When I’d swallowed it all, I just waited on my knees, looking up at him for further instructions.
“Look, Billy…I’m sorry I can’t, uh, help you out, you know?”
He said, indicating the erection that was tenting out my briefs.
“That’s okay Andrew.” I answered. “You’re not gay. It wouldn’t be right.”
“You can jerk it if you want, but you have to stay on your knees…and do it in your underwear. I don’t want your cum on my carpet.”
I looked up at him shyly. “Uh…can I sniff you butt while I do it? Please?”
He smiled as he leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on the top on my head.
“Sure buddy.” He said as he turned around and spread his legs for me.
I planted my nose in his crack, which was sweatier than usual after his recent orgasm. I inhaled deeply as I yanked on my cock through my briefs. It didn’t take long for me to get to the point of no return. I filled my briefs with my cum as I gasped into Andrews crack, licking his sweaty hole for all I was worth. When I was done, I remained on my knees catching my breath while Andrew dressed.
“What am I going to wear for the rest of the day?” I wondered out loud, looking down at my cum soaked briefs.
Andrew shrugged as he pulled on his pants. “It’ll dry. Don’t worry it won’t soak through your jeans, I don’t think.”
He made it clear that he expected me to wear them, so I didn’t protest. When we were both dressed, we headed down to the kitchen for a snack. We then tossed a Frisbee around in his yard for awhile, and ended up in his room watching tv, while he strummed some chords on his guitar. It made me really happy that we could just hang out like we used to. It was a relief to know that our friendship wasn’t really affected, beyond the added dimension of sex.
When it was time for me to go, he drew me into a powerful hug. “Thanks Billy.”
I was in heaven in my best friend’s arms as he held me. We seldom showed this kind of affection. He held me at arms length.
“We have to find you a boyfriend. Is there anyone at school you like who might be interested?”
I shrugged. “I dunno. I haven’t really thought about it.”
“Well, keep your eyes open. You deserve it. Of course, you’ll still have to keep up your cock sucking duties, but at least you’ll be getting some yourself.”
I smiled at him and blushed. He stopped me as I turned to go.
“From now on, unless I tell you otherwise, plan on leaving for school 15 minutes early.” He winked at me and closed the door.
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