Date: Fri, 25 Aug 2023 17:07:43 -0700
From: Kevin Cine <2ndudes@gmail.com>
Subject: New Town, New Friend, New Me - Chapter 4

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