[The following story, characters, and events are a work of fiction. All characters portrayed in this work - both directly and indirectly in both sexual and non-sexual contexts - are of the ages eighteen and above.]
[The following story includes derogatory terms that some may find offensive.]
- S.A. -
"Dude, hurry it up!"
I whispered through gritted teeth, the sound of my older brother's heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway serving as an anxiety-inducing reminder that my door didn't lock properly.
Miguel's handsome face was now glistening under a layer of sweat that had built up on his brow as he violently tugged and jerked his semi-hard cock with a fury. Stopping for a short bit to shake his hand and crack his knuckles, he gave a grunt of frustration as he returned back to work in trying to build an erection. Eventually, after a few more minutes of disappointment, he eventually gave up, "I can't do it!" He cried throwing his hands in the air, "Here, suck it!" He wiggled his limp dick back and forth in comedic fashion.
"Hell no!" I shot back, taking a wide step backwards away from the nude athlete, "You're not even
trying
dude!"
"I am!"
He defended himself, thick eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. Exasperated, he pointed towards the laptop, "I can't get off to this! Find something else!"
I marched over to my bed where the laptop was showing the full display of some broad with huge fake tits getting railed by an anonymous ten-incher. Quickly closing the video, I began scrolling through what other offerings the site had, "Big booty Latinas."
"Already banged plenty of those! Pass!"
"Wet and Wild: Cheerleader orgy in the showers."
"Already seen it. Pass!"
"Naughty Stepmom gets fucked by her stepson's friends and makes him watch."
"The biggest lie told in porn that you're going to have a hot and horny stepmom. Pass!"
I tried my best to hide my worry, but I could clearly see my nervous face in the reflection of the screen.
I was screwed, that's all there was to it.
I was
never
going to get laid at this point. Of course, it was
Dumbass Tyler
that had to be the
only one
in his friend group that never got to go balls deep before high school ended.
My girlfriend Stephanie had been dropping hints she wanted to go
there
for a while now, and I had planned for tomorrow to be the big day. The day where I would take her out and then take her to my place to get lucky, considering my parents and older brother would all be out for the night. But,
just my luck
, seemingly overnight I broke out with an awful case of acne. Pus-filled zits and pimples ripe to burst plastered my jawline and spread out across my neck. There was absolutely no way I could face Stephanie like this -
much less get her to drop her panties.
In a panic, I reached out to my closest friend Miguel. Although we were the same age of eighteen, I looked up to Miguel
as a man
--mainly thanks to his stories of the sexcapades between him and his girlfriend. I would listen with
perverted glee
as Miguel painstakingly described the detailed nature of his sex life -
nothing
was off limits as he reveled in sharing every
raunchy aspect
with our group of friends, but
me
in particular.
Miguel rushed over to my house, promising me that he knew of an old Mexican remedy that could cure acne within a day!
And that's how we ended up with Miguel naked in my room attempting to jerk off so he could cum on my face...
Finally settling on a video and putting it in fullscreen, I returned my focus to the Latino soccer star as his newfound vigor was concentrating on trying to get a hardon
for real
this time. I watched with almost a
fascination
as his foreskin easily slid back and forth over his moist cockhead, Miguel occasionally squeezing the tip to get some precum to use as lube for his continuous fondling. I had offered him my KY, but he said he preferred to go
"au naturale".
Apparently, it wasn't working.
As much as he tugged and yanked, Miguel couldn't get any harder or bigger than his current state of a mere chub. He shook his head,
"Come on, man"
He urged me,
"Just give it a lick!"
Once again, I recoiled from the sight of a swinging dick in my direction, "That's
sick
, dude!" I cried, "I'm not sucking your dick!"
"Come on, Tyler! Stop being a bitch!"
He lowered his voice to whisper,
"I promise you'll like it!"
His fat lips puckering together in an exaggerated kissing motion.
My eyes dropped down to the half-erect cock that rested between his hairy thighs. I shook my head and rescinded on the offer once more, "I'd rather eat shit." I crassly replied.
Stomping his foot on the ground like a petulant child, Miguel grabbed his undies off the floor as he began slipping his feet through the trunks,
"Welp!"
He cried, "Can't help you unless you help me! Have fun trying to clap cheeks,
pizzaface!"
"Wait! Wait!"
I begged, rushing to place my hands on the shoulders of the shorter boy, "Please dude! I'm begging you! Help me!"
"I can't get hard! I've been jerking for half an hour already!"
He defended,
"You need to come up with something because this obviously isn't working!"
"Listen! Just one more time! Please!" I looked him directly in his striking brown eyes, "Miguel,
I can't graduate high school a virgin!
If the guys at the fraternity find out, they'll
roast the everloving shit
out of me!"
Miguel's bushy eyebrow raised in surprise as he pulled back, my hands dropping to his defined chest,
"'Virgin'?"
He repeated slowly, as though I were speaking a foreign language.
Guess the cat was out of the bag.
I sighed, cursing my own stupidity, and knowing I was going to regret what I was about to say, "Yeah.
Virgin.
" I finally conceded, "I know man, you can make fun of me later, but I need your help now!"
Miguel still didn't seem to believe it as he shook his head in bewilderment,
"
Wait
...What about that time between you and Jasmine?"
I shrugged, "I just saw her top pop off in the pool. The rest was me reciting some Lana Rhoades video."
He still wasn't biting,
"But...what about Veronica and Victoria?"
"
Twins, dude?
You
really
believed that?"
"But what about when you banged the entire girls' volleyball team at Dylan's party?"
"I didn't even get
invited
to Dylan's party!"
Miguel took it all in silence as he placed his hands on his hips, underwear wrapped haphazardly around his knees, "Listen," I explained before I feared he would walk out, "I'm really sorry for lying to you. But Stephanie is my
last chance
to get laid before graduation! I'm
begging
you, please help me!" I couldn't help but notice the whine in my voice as I continued to grovel.
Miguel shook his head as he spun around and turned his back to me,
"Kiss my ass!"
My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach, "Please, Miguel!" I cried, "I'm sorry, but what was I supposed to do? All the guys kept talking about how they're getting pussy every night, I
had
to come up with
something!"
"No,"
He responded,
"Kiss my ass!"
"Miguel," I continued to whine, "Graduation is in two weeks, this is my final chance!"
"Tyler!"
He shot back,
"Kiss. My. Ass!"
Reaching around, his hand slapped his firm cheek with a loud
THWAP!
The
big brown bubble butt
jiggled mesmerizingly for a few seconds before finally subsiding and the clear imprint of a handprint became visible on his smooth cheeks. Like two perfectly round globes, cheeks totally smooth but a
thick forest
of
curly dark hairs
peeking out of the crack, "I'll help you," He offered, "But you gotta kiss my ass to make up for all the times you lied to me."
"A-Are you serious?"
I had to make sure, "You're not just screwing with me, right? Will you
actually
help me?"
"Swear to God! Now get to smoochin'!"
Out of options, without objection I got down on my knees and leaned into the impressive well-built glutes of the soccer stud. The fine soft hairs of his cheeks,
the ones you didn't notice until you were as close as I was,
tickling my face as I fully plunged my wet lips into his soft, yet muscular, asscheek. With a loud
MUAH!,
I quickly pulled away and stood up on my feet hoping to quickly forget the embarrassing moment, "There.
Happy?
" I asked, wiping my lips with the back of my hand.
"
Holy hell...
You're
really
a virgin, huh?" He clarified one more time; his back still turned to me, as though the realization that I
literally