Chapter 1
We've all been there. Flipping through every single channel on T.V. just to find nothing worth watching. That was me one sunny Friday afternoon. I was home alone, and bored out of my mind. I thought hard about what to do. Anything to cure my extreme boredom. After a few minutes, I decided to call my friend Charlie and ask him to come over.
"Hey Charlie," I spoke into my phone. "I'm bored as hell. Wanna come over?"
"Sure. I'll be right over."
"Great!" I hung up and continued half watching T.V. until he showed up a few minutes later. He lived pretty close. He knocked on the door and I opened it, then he walked inside.
"Hey Charlie," I said.
"Hey, Chris. So, what are we gonna do?"
I thought for a few seconds. "Hmm... wanna play pool?"
"Hell yeah, man." He smiled.
"Alright, follow me." I walked to the game room with him. We both grabbed our pool sticks.
"I'll break," I said, and placed the cue ball on the table.
"Alright." He set his pool stick down, then placed the rack on the pool table, and finally racked the balls. He removed the rack and I got into position to break. I hit the cue ball into the other balls, and they broke apart with a loud cracking noise. I didn't pot anything.
"Nice break," Charlie said.
"Thanks."
He bent down in front of me for his turn. I suddenly caught myself staring at his ass as he bent over. I'd never noticed before, but it was pretty nice. I stopped staring and shook those thoughts from my head as he stood back up, having potted the "3" ball.
"Nice shot," I said.
"Thanks." He bent over again, getting ready for his next shot. I stared at his ass again. "Why am I doing this?" I thought. "I'm straight." But for some reason, I couldn't help myself. It looked so good, especially in the tight jeans he was wearing. I looked down and noticed I was semi-hard. "What the hell?" I thought. "How am I getting hard staring at a guy's ass?"
"What are you looking at?" I heard him say.
I looked up at him. "Oh, um, nothing."
"Okay..." he said suspiciously. "Well, it's your turn."
I got into position for my shot. I missed; I couldn't concentrate. All I could think about was Charlie's ass. I was slowly growing harder the more I thought about it, and when I stood back up, it was noticeable, making a small tent under the thin fabric of my shorts. Luckily, he didn't notice it before he bent down again for his turn. Once again, I couldn't help but stare at his ass, making my cock grow even harder. I was near full erection now. Driven by my arousal, I moved a few feet forward, grabbed Charlie's hips with both my hands, and pressed my hard cock against his ass. He didn't react how I expected. He actually... moaned a little, and leaned into it.
"Wait, you like this?" I said.
"Yeah. I'm gay." He stood up and turned around to face me. "I just haven't been able to tell you yet. But since you apparently are, I guess I should tell you. See, I've always thought you were pretty attractive."
"Oh, I'm not um, gay. It's just, for some reason, I find your ass really... appealing, and it turned me on." I could feel myself blushing.
"Well, I find you appealing too." He stood only a few inches away from me and brought his mouth near my ear, then whispered, "And I want to have fun with you."
