Date: Wed, 12 Mar 2003 21:06:28 EST
From: DsmPicTakr@aol.com
Subject: How the hell did I get here? Chapter 2

How the hell did I get here? Chapter 2

Only read this story if its legal for you to do so? I hope you
enjoy.. happy jerking guys?


This chapter is dedicated to Percxyz, my favorite author on nifty!


The alarm clock woke me up at 8 the next morning... which caused my mom to
be suspicious on why I was getting up early on a saturday.  I just told her
I was going with Steve do some stuff for the basketball team.  Hey, what
can i say, I don't lie well under pressure.  Was I sposed to say, "Hey mom,
I gotta go suck off Steve cause I'm now you're queer son who can't get
enough of his cock?" I don't think so.  I went downstairs, poured a bowl of
cereal and went back upstairs, took a quick shower and put on a pair of
shorts, a tee and some sandals.

I walked next door around 8:30 to Steve's house, rang the door bell and his
mom answers of course.  She looked a bit surprised to see me over this
early.  I told her me and Steve had plans to head over to the high school
and he wanted me to come over and get him up.  I'd done this before, so she
just told me to go on up.  I went upstairs and went into his room, closed
and locked the door very quietly and stripped as ordered.  As I was
undressing, I looked over at Steve, as scared as I was to be doing all
this, it's what I've secretly been wanting for years.  After I got all the
way naked, I went over to Steve and slowly lifted the sheet from the lower
half of his body.  There he was, in all his glory, looking like the god he
was.  His flaccid cock lay there across his left thigh, his balls just
resting there, waiting to be drained.

I crawled between his legs, gently took hold of his cock and covered it
down to the pubes with my mouth.  I swirled my tongue around the piss slit
and head, ever so slowly, wanting to savor this time of being able to
lovingly worship his manhood, instead of being instructed to do it.  After
a few minutes, Steve's erection started filling out in my mouth and I felt
his body tensing up.  I heard him mumble something and felt him stirring, I
looked up his body with his cockhead in my mouth to see him looking down at
me, "I see my cocksucker follows orders very well."

"Good morning Sir," I told him as I bowed my head.  I was still a bit
worried about where our friendship was heading with all this.  On one hand
I was loving serving his beautiful body, but on the other hand, I was
afraid of everyone finding out or more importantly, not being his friend
anymore.  I decided that after I got him off, I'd ask him what was going to
happen.  With this out of my head for the moment, I gave my full attention
to Steve and getting him off.

"Mmmmm bitch, you're doing a great job, oh yeah... nice and slow", he told
me.  "Lick my balls for awhile, I loved that yesterday!"  I took his cock
out of my mouth and ever so gently placed my fingers under his balls and
started licking his ballsac, keeping in mind he doesn't like his balls
sucked, just licked.  Steve just layed there and softly moaned, "Oh yeah,
keep licking... I'm going to love this. Lick those balls fagboy, you like
licking my balls, don't you?"  I just moaned back and nodded my head up and
down.

"You want this cock?" Steve asked me as he was slapping my forehead with
his cock.  "You want it?  Tell me what you want to do with it."

"I want to please you Sir," I replied.

"Please me? Tell me how you're going to please me..." Steve asked me.

"By sucking your cock Sir, until you shoot your load," I told him.

"Hmmmm, I don't know that you're worthy if thats all the answer you can
give me.  I want to hear exactly how badly you want my cock... yeah, I want
to hear you beg for my cock bitch," Steve commanded me.

I couldn't believe this, I'd sunk as low as I could ever imagine.  I was
about to beg my best friend for his cock, but I truly did want it, not even
really want...  it's as though i HAD to have it.  "Please Sir, may I please
suck your cock.  I have to have it Sir, I need to suck your cock to serve
you Sir."

Steve looked at me with a smirk on his face and said, "Well slutboy, if I
give you my cock, what is it you want from it?"

"I want your cockjuice Sir, I want to taste it again.  May I please taste
your jizz again Sir?" I asked him.

"Ok, if you suck real good, you can have my load," he said laughing.  With
that I went to work on his cock, sucking in earnest.  I really wanted his
hot load.  I was going up and down his cock at a nice, steady pace,
swirling all around the head.  I could tell he was really getting into it,
as I was going up and down, he was matching the rhythm by pumping into my
mouth with his hard shaft.  Just as I thought he was getting close, there
was a knock at the door.

"If you boys have time for breakfast, it's ready now.  Or do you have to
get going right away?" His mother hollered in through the locked door.
Luckily she didn't try to open the door, because I had it locked.

Steve looked at me with a puzzled look and hollered out, "We'll be right
down Mom, we have time for a quick bite."

"Ok, but hurry up, it's going to be cold before you get down there," she
yelled back as she was heading down the stairs.

"What the hell was that all about?" Steve asked me.

"When I got here, she asked me why I was here so early.  I told her we had
to go to the school to do some stuff for basketball," I told him.

"And she bought that?" He asked as he slapped my face with his cock.
"Thats for lying to my Mom, and this is for being a dumbass," as he slapped
me with his cock again.  Then he started to get up, I must have had a weird
look or something, cause he looked at me and said, "Since you lied to my
Mom, we have to go eat breakfast, no time for my cock now.  Guess you'll
have to wait for your dessert til later."

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"Don't be sorry dude, you're the pathetic one who wants my cumwad so bad.
Besides, you'll pay later, don't worry," he said with a mischievous grin on
his face.  With that he got out of bed and got dressed, putting on shorts
(no underwear.. i liked!) and a tee.  I put back on my clothes and we went
downstairs and had bacon and eggs and took off in Steve's car.  The whole
time we ate, Steve acted the way he always does.

Once we left Steve's, he looked at me and asked, "What are we going to do
now Jer?  We can't really go to the school.  Got anything you wanna do?"
Once again, outside of his bedroom, we are back to being buddies... just
like before.  It's as though none of this ever happened.  I was really
confused now... he seemed so demanding and almost disgusted about all this
in his bedroom, yet as we're just hanging out, we're back to being buds.
We decided to go check out the computer/stereo show in town this weekend.
It was pretty big and took us a few hours to go through it.

We left around noon and decided to head to the mall.  While we were there,
I started noticing all these hot guys walking around.  Steve had opened up
a whole new world to me.  It used to be I'd look at a guy and think... he's
kinda hot.  Now I looked at them and thought.. I wonder how big his dick
is? or I wonder how it would taste?  I thought I was being discrete as I
was checking out all these guys but as we were sitting in the middle of the
mall drinking a pop, I looked over at Steve and he busted out laughing.
"What's so funny?" I asked him.

"You dude, one taste of my cock and you're hooked!  You've been checking
out guys since we got here.  I noticed it about an hour ago in the Gap, you
were watching some guy head into the dressing room, and I noticed ever
since then you've been checking out guys left and right," he replied.

I must have turned about 15 shades of red, I wanted to slide under the
table and hide from Steve and the rest of the world.  I could feel the
tears well up in my eyes.  I looked over at Steve and he had kind of a
confused look on his face, asking me "Damn man, don't cry, if you're into
that sick shit.. I guess thats your deal.  I'm not going to pretend to
understand it, but I'm sure as hell going to take advantage of it.  If my
best bud is a fag, well I might as well get some head whenever I want
it.. right?"

"So you don't hate me?" I asked him.

"No dude, I don't hate you.  But you might hate me, because I plan to make
full use of your talents.  Turn me down once, and the whole school will
know about you.  So just make sure I'm taken care of, and we're cool.. ok?"
he asked.

"Ok.. but how often are we talking here? You're not going to make me blow
you like 10 times a day... are you?  What if I'm busy or my Mom won't let
me come over?" I asked back.

"It won't be 10 times a day, I'm not that much of a stud, but it will
probably be at least 1 or 2 times a day until it gets old or I get another
steady girl to take care of me.  But when I want it, I'll expect
it... period.. no excuses!  So you just want my cock.. or you want me to
try to find you more?" he inquired.

"Oh my god no Steve, you can't tell anyone.  Please promise me right now
you won't tell anyone, if this got out, I'd die."  I was frantic.

"Ok.. ok, settle down.. god you're almost acting like some girl now...geez.
I won't tell anyone unless you tell me to," Steve said.  I was so relieved.
"Take a look under the table..."

I looked under the table, and Steve had his legs spread wide, and sticking
out the leg hole of his pants was Steve's hard cock.  I looked up at Steve
and he had a huge smile on his face.  "You ready now? Because I AM!"

"I don't know.. where would we do it?  We can't do it right here and I'm
afraid of getting caught." I tried to explain to Steve, but I could tell he
had a determined look on his face.

Steve got up and instructed me to follow him.  I got up and we walked
around the mall, looking for a place for me to serve him.  "Here, this will
work great, follow my lead," Steve said.  We walked into a suit store and
started poking around.  In no time, some old guy came up and asked if he
could help us.  Steve told him he was sposed to get a new suit for a
wedding.  The guy showed us a few popular styles, took some measurements of
Steve and sent him off to the dressing room with the suit Steve said he
liked best.  Steve started into the dressing room, turned around and said,
"Jeremy, come on in with me, I never know how these things are sposed to
fit, you can help me and let me know what you think of it."  The guy just
smiled and I followed Steve into the dressing room.  Steve immediately took
off his shorts and shirt, placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a gentle
nudge for me to drop to my knees.  "You need to hurry man, we don't have
much time," Steve whispered to me.

I sucked his cock into my mouth and was going up and down, while swirling
my tongue around the head and the end of his shaft.  Steve must have
thought I was going too slow because he grabbed the back of my head and
started pumping his cock in and out of my mouth.  He was fucking my face,
it felt like he was going to drill a hole in the back of my throat.  I
started to moan a bit, and Steve reminded me, "Quiet, the old man will walk
in and you'll have to blow him too."  Steve thought that was hilarious,
because he started laughing at himself.  He was really getting into it.
Much too soon tho, I felt his body stiffen and his erection grow thicker
and harder, and before I knew it, he was flooding my mouth with his cream.
"Oh yeah man, that felt great," Steve said as he was pulling up his shorts.
I grabbed my cock and whipped it out and started furiously jacking off.
Steve said, "Sick dude, I don't wanna see that fag shit of yours, put that
away man.. you can jerk off when you're alone."

I told Steve, "I can't walk out there with this hardon, the old man and
half the town will see it."  My cock had created quite the bulge in my
shorts.

Steve looked down as I put it away and laughed, "Thats your problem man,
not mine.  That's what you get for lying to my mom.  I told you you'd pay
for that.." Steve laughed.  "Lets get out of here dude."  I groaned and we
walked out.

The old guy gave me a funny look as we walked out of the dressing room and
asked, "Is everything OK?"

Steve told him, "My buddy here doesn't think it fit too well in
the.. ahhh... groin area, so I think I'm going to keep looking.. thanks."

The old guy then told him they could alter any pants, Steve started
laughing and told him he'll think about it and we ran out of the store.
"Why did you tell him I said that man, now he thinks I'm a fag." I asked
Steve.

"Well, for one it was funny, and two, you are a fag!" he smirked, "this is
going to be so much fun."

We left the mall and got back to Steve's.  My cock was so hard still, I
couldn't stand it.  "You'd better go home and get rid of that thing dude.
I don't want my mom to think you're some perv!  Tell your mom you're
spending the nite with me, I'll clear it with my mom, I'll just tell her
we're going to work on a school science project, tell your mom the same
thing in case they talk.  Be back over here to my place around 8pm."

"Ok Steve, see you at 8," I replied.  I ran over to my house, went in the
back door, hoping I could avoid my mom and dad.  I made it up to my room,
closed and locked the door.  I ripped off my shorts, grabbed my 6" cock and
jacked off in about 30 seconds, I was so horny.  I laid on the bed,
thinking about what had happened over the last few days.  I was scared, yet
very excited, I'd always dreamed about having sex with a hot guy, usually
with Steve, and now I was serving him.  I wished it was more mutual, but I
decided I didn't have a choice in the matter.

All of a sudden the phone rang.  I answered the phone and it was Steve,
"Did you ask your mom yet?"

"No way man, I had to take care of things first, I'll go ask her now. Is it
cool with your mom?" I asked him.

"Of course man, they love you, she told me you're always welcome here, I
guess you have an open invitation to blow me whenever I want.  Now go ask
her," Steve commanded.

I ran downstairs, asked my mom, and she said that was fine, her and my dad
were going out to a party with Steve's parents anyway.  I went back
upstairs and told Steve it was no problem.

Then Steve said something to worry me, "Make sure you shower real good
dude, especially your ass, make sure its nice and clean."

I asked him, "Why my ass?"

"You'll find out tonite man, you're already a fag, might as well be a full
blown fag," Steve laughed.  He hung up the phone.  I was starting to dread
tonite, what could I do?