Doing A Favor Gets Me In Trouble

All persons in this story are over 18 years old.

The edited version.

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Jim and Troy had been friends ever since first grade. They attended the same school all the way through senior year in high school. They were best friends because they were opposites. Jim was the bookworm and nerd while Troy was the jock. But their differences kept their friendship fresh and interesting.

Jim could explain problems in school in a way that Troy could easily understand. In response Troy was able to guide Jim through any sport he had a hard time dealing with. They complimented each other perfectly.

Starting around their junior year of high school Jim began developing more than friendship feelings about Troy. He found himself daydreaming that he and Troy would be in his room and start shoving each other playfully. Then they'd start wrestling, their bodies smushed together. Before Jim realized it he'd have a rock hard boner and snap out of it.

When these feelings first started Jim fought then with all his strength. He didn't want to feel like that about his best friend. He thought this was a betrayal of their friendship. After a while he couldn't fight off these feelings and accepted them. He vowed never to let Troy know of his true feelings for fear of losing their friendship. He knew that Troy was 100% str8 and could never have the same kind of feelings for him as Jim had for him.

Both boys were elated when they found out they had both been accepted to the same college. Jim was accepted on a math scholarship where Troy was on an athletic one.

They had hoped to be roommates but the athletic scholarship required Troy to room with another athlete. It was a disappointment but Jim thought it a blessing in disguise. He couldn't imagine being only feet or inches away from a towel draped Troy. Maybe seeing him exit from the shower naked, he thought, would be too too much to handle.

In all the years of their friendship Jim had never seen Troy naked or even just in his underwear. They had always been assigned different physical education classes and so there was never an opportunity to change clothes or shower together.

Jim's mother never allowed Jim to have overnights at home nor was he allowed to attend them at anyone else's home.

He had always fantasized about what Troy looked like under his clothes. He realized that it really didn't matter he was in love/lust with his best friend Irregardless of what lay beneath hisclothes.

Jim realized that there could never be anything except friendship between them and he had accepted that fact years ago but it didn't stop him from adoring Troy.

Being so different it was astonishing how similar their body types had grown so similar. Jim rarely found it appealing to exercise and would never be found in a workout gym. He was one of those people who didn't have to do anything physical but had a great body. He even had that V shaped torso that we mere mortals work our asses off to try and achieve. In addition he was equipped with an outstanding bubble butt. (Yet another reason to hate). Jim was also well endowed, nothing huge but larger than most.

Troy had a similar V shape torso but worked daily to keep it toned and well defined. In working out so much with his athleticism he too had a wonderfully round full bottom. He too was well equipped, down stairs, to handle any situation very satisfactorily. Over the years his several girlfriends had only spectacular reviews of his performances.

They were now in their junior year at college and their lives were going splendidly. Jim was doing very well academically as was Troy with his athletics.

Troy had been dating Jen now for over eight months and they seemed to click right away. They got along great and everyone that met them assumed they had been dating for years.

Jim liked Jen too. He thought she was good for Troy. Secretly he was jealous of Jen and fantasized about trading places with her. But since that could never happen he was happy someone was enjoying being with Troy.

It was a normal late spring day when Troy called Jim and asked him to meet him and Jen in the little cafe they frequented. Jim asked what this was about but Troy just said, "I just need to see you for a quick second."

Jim was a bit confused, this was a little odd for Troy. With their longtime friendship Troy usually just came out with whatever was on his mind. Jim shrugged his shoulders, gathered his phone and keys and took off.

Fifteen minutes later Jim walked into the cafe and saw Troy and Jen sitting in a back booth. He headed back and slid into the seat opposite them.

"Hey guys what's up?" Jim asked.

Troy piped in saying, "Hey buddy how's it going?"

Jim just smiled and answered, "Just the regular old stuff, study, take a test and study some more." Ending his answer with a smile and a gentle laugh. He continued, "So why the meet up, is there something you couldn't tell me over the phone? Am I in some kind of trouble with you guys? Did I do something wrong that I don't know about?"

Troy started laughing, " What could you have possibly done to anyone to piss them off. You're one of the greatest guys around and you wouldn't hurt a fly."

Jim smiled, he loved it when his crush said nice things about him.

"No buddy I, or should I say we, have a favor to ask you." Troy replied.

"Oh really, it must be a big one since it had to be asked in person," Jim said with an inquisitive look.

"Well you see Jens fashion merchandising instructor assigned her a project that counts as 50% of her grade. And she has to supply two guys for her class to be models for a fashion show." Troy explained.

Jim quickly asked, "And what does that have to do with me?"

Jen spoke up and said, "Well I was given specific types of guys to acquire for the show. After an extensive search the two perfect guys turned out to be you and Troy."

"You have to be kidding me!" Jim laughed. "Out of all the guys on campus to choose from , I am what you need as a model?"

"Let me explain further," Jen said. "I knew I wanted to use Troy and the specifics were to choose contrasting guys. Troy being the jock and you being the academic."

Jim just sat there with a stunned look on his face still not believing what he was hearing.

"Also," Jen added, "you two are almost the same height with similar body types, I think." Jen clarified her statement by saying, "I said I think because I've never seen you wear anything but really baggy clothes but from rare glances it seems to me you two are somewhat similar."

Jim sat there still absorbing what he had just heard Jen say. "Jen there has to be hundreds of guys better suited for this than me."

Jen answered after a pause and said, "There are probably a few guys that would work just as well but.........but Troy really wanted me to ask you."

"I did buddy, I'd just feel so much better doing this with someone I know and, well you're my best friend in the world. Please do this for me Jim. Don't make me beg but I will if that's what it takes." Troy pleaded.

After a long long pause Jim asked, "Well can you at least tell me more about this fashion show before I agree."

Jen smiled and said, "We don't have all the details yet but there will be a variety of fashions. There will also be agents from fashion houses and advertising agencies. It's quite the deal for the school to be involved."

Troy jumped in and said, "We won't be doing all the modeling. Other students in Jens' class are supplying models too. As I understand it we will only model certain types of clothing. Isn't that right Jen?"

"Like I said we don't have all the specifics yet. They will be given to us as the time gets closer." Jen said with a hopeful smile.

"Well what about it Jim?" Troy asked pleadingly.

Jim thought about it and really wasn't interested. But on the other hand he'd get to spend some time with Troy and that was all it took to make up his mind.

"Ok, ok I'll do it but you guys owe me big!" Jim said.

Jen and Troy both had huge smiles of relief. Jen actually stood up and leaned over the table to give Jim a thank you kiss on his forehead.

All Jim could think was I wish that kiss had come from Troy and then sighed.

As the threesom was leaving Jen filled Jim in on the planned date and time mentioning they were subject to change.

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The morning of the fashion show Jen called Jim telling him the time he needed to be there.

Jim asked, "What about the other details like what we are going to be modeling?"

Jen answered, "The fashion house directors are going to decide who models what once they see all the models. That's why I called to let you know to be there earlier than you were scheduled."

"All I know is I'll be so happy when all of this is over. I'm starting to get a little nervous." Jim responded.

"It'll be ok, remember Troy will be right there with you all the time. Everything will be ok, I promise." Jen said confidently.

Jim relaxed thinking the same thing. Yes he'd be with Troy most of the evening. It had been a while since they had had any one on one time and he was looking forward to it.

Jim arrived at the building at the time Jen had told him to be there. It was a building he wasn't familiar with since he had no fashion courses. Wandering around he saw that the room was set up similar to runways he had seen on YouTube. The stage/runway was shorter than he remembered seeing in the videos. It only darted out from the stage about three feet. And the chairs were set up in front of the stage as well as along the sides.

He suddenly heard Jens voice, "Jim, over here."

Jim looked toward the sound of Jens voice to spot her and Troy across the room. He joined them with a nervous look on his face.

"Hey buddy, am I glad to see you." Troy said.

"Same here," Jim said.

"You ready for this," Troy asked, smiling.

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess," Jim answered.

About that time a stranger got Jens attention waving them over to him.

Jen introduced him as Mr. Ken, her fashion house consultant.

After the introductions Mr. Ken took the boys backstage. There they joined several other twosomes of guys. They were all instructed to remove their shirts and line up in a single file.

Jim almost fell through the floor when he heard the orders to remove the shirts. He looked over to see Troy and the others already unbuttoning their shirts. He whispered to Troy, "I had no idea we were going to have to be shirtless."

Just then Mr. Ken cleared up Jim's quandary, "We just need to get an idea of body physiques to determine what clothing you all will be modeling."

Jim looked a bit more relaxed with that explanation.

Troy looked over at Jim once his shirt was off. "Dude you got a rockin 'chest man."

That sent chills of pleasure up Jim's spine. To have his crush give him a compliment on his body. He was in heaven but just for a minute.

Mr. Ken started handing out the assignments for who was modeling what. Troy and Jim still hadn't been given their orders and the last guys besides them were assigned swimwear.

Jim kept thinking they had handed out all the clothing already. Shirts, slacks, jackets, shorts, shoes and swimwear had already been issued. Mr. Ken then announced, "And you two handsome devils will be modeling underwear."

Jim lost all coloring and feeling in his body. He couldn't believe what his ears had just heard. MODEL, UNDERWEAR, ME, IN PUBLIC. Those words kept flashing through his mind in huge disproportionate letters.

Finally coming out of his trance hearing Troy's voice saying, "Jim are you ok? I've been trying to get your attention. We're supposed to follow this guy to our dressing rooms."

Jim, still in shock, followed Troy as they were escorted to a section of the room with several strangers buzzing around.

Jim, finally regaining some sense of himself, told Troy, "I can't do this. There's no way I can model underwear in front of all those people. I'm out of here."

Troy looked at Jim in astonishment. "You can't be serious man. Jen is relying on us, you and me. This project is 50% of her grade in this class. She'll flunk this course if you bail. Please, please don't do this to me. You're my best friend and I'm depending on you."

"But it's underwear, I don't even let my roomie see me in my underwear." Jim relented.

"I'll be with you the entire time. It will be ok I promise." Troy pleaded. "You've just got to do this for me, Jen will never forgive me if this gets messed up for her. I'm begging you man please, for me!"

Looking at Troy's beautiful face, twisted by the agony of disappointing Jen, Jim relented and gave into hus best friend's pleas.

"Ok, ok but you don't leave my side for one second, I mean it Troy," Jim stated.

"Fuckin' great man, thank you, thank you, thank you." was all Troy could say.

Mr. Ken, overhearing some of their conversation, said with a smirk/smile, "Here's your guys first pair. Each of you go behind those two screens and change so we can ready you for the first presentation."

Jim looked at Troy whispering, "First pair............how many changes are there going to be?"

Troy responded with a shoulder shrug and a, I have no idea this is as much a surprise to me as it is to you look on his handsome face.

They each stepped behind their individual screens and began changing into their "first" pair of underwear to model.

Jim was partially relieved to find that the underwear he had been given was basically the standard boxer briefs he himself wore. They gave good coverage of all his more private parts and that put him at ease if just a bit anyway.

"Ok guys," Mr. Ken barked out. "This is what you've doing out there. You're presenting a buddy persona. You know, gently punching one another in the arm. That locker room playfulness. That's what I want to see from both of you for this segment. Got it boys?"

Both Jim and Troy looked at each other more puzzled than anything else.

"So now we're not only models but we're supposed to be actors?" Troy asked.

"Don't get snippy with me Mr. hottie. This was all supposed to have been related to all the models beforehand." Mr. Ken snapped back. "It's not brain surgery, just act like a 'normal' couple of college jocks, that shouldn't be too much of a stretch for you two, right?"

"Ok, jeez don't get your panties in a wad Mr. thing!" Troy said before he could stop himself.

With a nasty smirk Mr. Ken simply said, " Could you two just try to do a good job for Jens sake?"

Troy, now feeling a bit like a turd replied, "We will do our best to do what you asked."

With that said it was time for the two guys to walk on stage.

Awkwardly both boys shyly sauntered on stage. They stood there on stage stuck for what seemed an eternity until they heard Mr. Ken's voice from behind the curtain to their rear. "Ham it up guys, do the locker room stuff."

Upon hearing that Troy snapped out of his frozen state and began playfully punching Jim like a gym bag dancing up and down somewhat like a boxer in the ring.

Jim automatically started holding his hands trying to block Troys punches. They actually looked like what Mr. Ken had instructed them to do.

After a few minutes of this horseplay the announcer describing the underwear, finished and the boys started to exit the stage. The boys again heard Mr. Ken's familiar voice whispering, "Pat him on the ass like the football players do after they score."

Troy followed the instructions and gave Jim a big full handed swat right on his ass. Jim jumped and turned to see Troy's face half grinning and half shocked at what he had just done. Jim was having two reactions from the slap. The surprise of the slap was one and the other was a warm stirring in his dick.

They were backstage again and Mr. Ken said, "Well color me happy. I didn't think you two could possibly pull that off but with my help it went rather well. The audience seemed to like your chemistry. Jen may end up with a better grade in this class if you two keep this up."

This seemed to ease Jim's concerns somewhat. The experience hadn't been nearly as traumatic as he imagined and being close to Troy was the biggest prize of it all.

Mr.Ken handed the boys the next item they were to model. Jim glanced down to see another pair of boxers. He immediately felt a wave of relief. In his mind he was expecting some tiny revealing scrap of cloth too small to conceal much of his privates. He happily scurried back behind the screen to change as Troy did the same.

Stepping out to ready their entrance Jim noticed Troys boxers. They were rather snug so much that there was a tiny slit of an opening in his fly. He thought he could make out some skin coloring inside the slit. Was that Troy's penis? Oh my god........that's Troy's penis he realized.

Jim's heart rate doubled in a matter of seconds. It was only a fraction of a millimeter but still he could see the skin color of his longtime crushes penis. OH FUCK, OH FUCK OH FUCK! was all his mind could think.

Mr. Ken brought him out of his trance by putting his hand on Jim's back while pushing him toward the stage saying, "You're on, get going."

Coming to his senses he realizes they are on stage looking at each other not knowing what to do.

Again from backstage they hear Mr. Ken's direction. "Just pretend you're having a casual conversation with each other. Use some hand gestures as if you're explaining something. Now Troy point to something behind you and both of you turn around to give the audience a rear view of the boxers. That's great, now Troy put your arm around Jim's shoulder and walk back off the stage."

Again off stage Mr. Ken praised their performance but only because he directed it of course.

Jim now just gathering himself looked down and terrifyingly realized he had a semi going on in his boxers. How long have I been like that? Was it like this on stage? Did anyone else notice his rather prominent bulge? All these questions flooded his brain.

As these questions were occupying Jim's mind he heard Troy's voice saying something.

"I'm sorry Troy what did you say?" Jim asked.

"I said," as he leaned into Jim's ear, "I never knew you were sporting such a full package down there." Troy chuckled and patted his friend on the back.

Oh damn Troy noticed my bulge so everyone else must have too. But he just said a 'full package', nothing about a semi hard one. Hopefully everyone thought the same, Jim construed. Thank goodness for that.

"Here these are your next pair to model and then there's just one more after these." Mr. Ken babbled out. "Now when you get on stage this time it's going to be a bit different. This pair and the next pair are the newest in our fashion line directed toward today's gay man."

Troy and Jim simultaneously looked at Mr. Ken with distraught and questioning faces.

"Oh Mary's, don't get your panties in a wad. I'm not asking you two to fuck on stage." Mr. Ken said. "It's just when you're appealing to a specific group you have to present things differently. For example when you're trying to sell suntan lotion you don't use models with lilly white skin to promote it. The audience you want to attract must see themselves in you. And here we've got two gorgeous young men modeling this underwear and guys see themselves looking like you......and that's the way it's done!"

"So your saying that the gay guys your trying to get to buy these actually think they will look like these two hunks when they wear this underwear?" Jen asked.

"Yes dear," Mr. Ken said. "That's exactly what happens. The technical term is transference. The guys think if they wear these same underwear they'll look like Troy or Jim do in them. Simple psychology. And that's what the ad agencies need to see on stage."

Troy spoke up and said, "I think I get it. When I see someone eating ice cream in an ad and they make it seem like it's the best tasting ever, it makes me think I'll think it's the best." Troy chucked, "And that's how you do it I guess."