Straight to the Bottom

Part 2 : Winter is Cumming

On a cold winter day...about four days after my humiliating (and very gay) 'lose' to Brian...I was in the shower thinking about our bet and what happened between us. I still haven't cum to terms with the fact that I swallowed Brian's...I can't even say. Shame poured onto me like the water of the boiling hot shower. I can't believe it. I sucked some guy's dick! Some guy that shares at least one major mutual friend of mine (Alison). He could tell someone. He could tell her!

I try to wash the thoughts away. Instead, my cock hardens in the shower. Fuck. I was hard when I blew Brian–

That doesn't matter! That was just your body doing you a favor. It was natural. You're not gay...You're just talking to yourself...in the shower...as you think about how you blew a guy...

Suddenly and without much thought; I soap up my digits and proceed to gingerly penetrate my asshole with my finger for the first time. I wiggle my index finger inside my tight soapy opening as I jerk my cock.

Moments later – I cum hard in the shower—with my finger still ever so slightly inside my virgin butthole.

...

I—I'm not gay. Phew, I didn't like that really. It just felt...weird. That settles it basically; I just got tricked. I'm not gay. BUT

– make sure no one finds out what you did!

I turn off my shower as well as my inner monologue.

Resolved, I dry off and grab my phone with shaky confidence.

Brian gave me his

Snapchat

the night we met; before things got...Anyway, I gather the courage and snap him a message:

Hey.

...

(While we wait for him to reply: You should know that I have not seen Brian since that night of the lost bet. However, do I know that he goes to the same college as my friend Alison. I commute to college currently so I only really hang out in my hometown. Brian and Alison go to a different college about 45 minutes away from me but we all share a hometown. Next, I know that Alison is on winter break now. I also learned that night that Brian's parents live near Alison's parents. So, therefore, he's on winter break and he lives near Alison. Finally, I know where Alison lives cause -

dramatic pause-

she lives near me. So...Brian lives near me. Someone might really find out...Fuck. Make sure no one find out!)

My phone buzzes

I quickly examine my phone and discover Brian indeed snapped me back.

I shake as I navigate through the app. We end up messaging for about a minute. It's all my nerves could stand:

Brian: '

Hey, what's up man?'

Me: '

Hey, just wanted to make sure we are cool and everything that happened stays between us.'

Brian:

'Dude of course! Don't worry. I literally have not told anyone. It was just a crazy thing. I'm sorry again for everything. Things really got out of hand. Lol. I was just so horny that night. Lol.'

Me:

'Lol. It's cool. Just please don't tell anyone.'

Brian:

'Sure thing man. You do the same. Lol. Sorry I never got in touch. I assumed you would be pissed.'

Me:

'Was for a bit, not gonna lie. Lol. But it's forgotten.'

Brian:

'Cool man. Good hearing from you. Nice, I wish I could forget (sweating emoji, eggplant emoji). Lol! Jk!'

Me:

'Ha, well sweet man. Thanks, talk to you later.'

Brian:

'Lol. Later man.'

–The messages end there. I toss my phone on my bed.

I notice my forehead and face are flushed and sweaty. Fuck. I don't really 'get' Brian but I think he's being honest when he says he won't tell. Is he just messing with me? Does just think this whole thing is funny? But, whatever.

PHEW!

It's done. It's over. I'll try to forget and never see him again.

Later that night, I lay in bed thinking over Brian and I's

Snapchat

conversation. My boner is intense and persistent—What. The. Fuck.

But. What. Ever.

It's over, it's done.

The end.

...

In the words of Brian:

Jk!

I wish it ended there. However, the truth will be more disappointing to me than the end of

Game of Thrones.

The truth:

Winterfest

is coming.

(Winterfest = An event every winter in my hometown. Some huge local bar/dancehall has drink specials and most of the college kids home from winter break end up there since you don't have to be 21 to enter. It's overall always busy and full of people you sort of remember from high school. Oh, and there's live music you always wish wasn't happening. It is in a couple days this year. Me and two of my guy friends decide to go.)

Winterfest

is here.

It's about three days after my Snap conversation with Brian. I have tried to forget what happened but it is still fresh in my mind. I feel dirty just being around my guy friends. If they ever found out I had a big man cock down my throat...I don't know what I'd do. I just need to forget what happened.

Anyway, it's late now, about 9pm. Me and my two friends are parked outside the entrance of

Winterfest

taking shots of tequila.

Three shots later and I find myself in the belly of the beast. Rows and rows of English majors as far as the eye can see. The dancehall is huge and stuffed with Christmas decorations. My friends and I drunkenly make our way around. We find ourselves soon having little fun. Luckily though, we run into some mutual friends and hang with them for a bit. It's better now but the live music is LOUD and I'm drunker than desired. I remember just laughing when most people talked to me.

–I eventually break away to pee. It's about 10pm now.

I awkwardly dance through the mass of bodies between me and the bathroom. Fuck. The line to the bathroom is huge. Damn. That guy in line looks like Brian. FUCK! That dude in line

is

Brian! (I was getting

Punk'd

! Right? Please?! Ashton Kutcher jump out and end this nightmare!!)

My heart booms out of my chest. I don't believe its him. I'm too drunk, I'm hallucinating!

Brian starts to look around.

Fuck. He looks real enough!

I dash out of line and hastily make my way to the exit. The music pounds my eardrums as I shimmy my way though the crowds. I need to get out of here. My legs start to feel numb. I wanted to forget about Brian so badly tonight and now he's here. Shit!

I find the cute coat check girl and get my coat out. I don't even have time to say goodbye to my friends. I just need to get out of here –I put on my coat quick and go outside; into the long night.

I take a sobering breath in. The cold fresh air sobers me up some but I start to shiver from my nerves. I can't believe I saw him. Fuck, why didn't I think I'd run into him again? I can't escape him. This is a nightmare.

I try to calm down some and look out into the black winter sky. I think I see a crow. Maybe even a group of them. My drunk mind tells myself to text my friends it's time to go. I grab my phone out of my pocket and try to do just that.

Suddenly a group of four heavy built college guys leave

Winterfest

and one of them is, you guessed it – Brian.

This IS a nightmare.

Brian quickly sees me and explodes with drunken glee. He hops up slightly and walks quickly towards me. –

"Hey man! How've you been?"

He says as he walks over to me with a bounce in his step.

He calls back to his friends that he'll catch up with them later. He looks pretty intoxicated and just as strong and lively as I remember.

There's no way this is happening right now!

Brian walks real close to me and wraps me in a drunk and musky bro hug.

"Yo man! That's crazy seeing you here. Me and my friends are peeing in the woods out around here. The line to the bathroom is crazy man."

He says with a slight giggle.

"Yeah, this is crazy."

I say quietly and awkwardly.

I still haven't completely looked Brian in the eye. I keep thinking about his huge dick. How he was fucking my mouth with it a week ago and now I'm in public talking words with this dude.

I feel so emasculated.

"Yo, I'm gonna pee. Are you staying long?"

Brian slurs out as he starts walking into the surrounding wooded area while asking me a question.

I don't know what to do. As I social nicety, I follow behind him slightly and say,

'No'

.

He continues to walk forward while asking me rapid fire questions:

'Are you having fun?', 'What have you been drinking?', 'Dance with any hot girls?'

I don't really remember my answers but I remember now being beyond the first level of trees. I keep my head down. My head is spinning. I need to text my friends. I need to leave.

Brian says to '

be a look out real fast'

and I suddenly hear a stream of pee.

I think for a second that I should just run away. However, I continue to keep my head down. Then, I remember how badly I have to piss myself. Whatever. I quickly move 30 feet or so away from Brian as he pees.

I find a tree and take my dick out fast. I have to pee so bad but it takes longer than I want to start peeing. I hear Brian stop pissing; then, footsteps and the rustling of twigs and leaves behind me. I finally stop peeing, zip up, and turn around sharply. I see Brian is about 10 feet away on his phone. I breathe a sigh of relief.

Why did I put myself in this position? Brian is just so easy going. He's acting like nothing happened between us. But then –

"Hey, we should probably talk real quick right?"

He says, looking up from his phone.

"Uhh, I guess so."

I reply, too curious to hear what he has to say.

He better apologize.

"It's too creepy here, come on."

Brian says authentically.

We soon start to walk back in the direction of the parking lot. Brian is so bubbly and charismatic here. I don't remember what he was saying really; my mind was too buzzed with tequila and embarrassment. He seems real excited to be talking with me, even though I am only giving one word responses. He also looks really strong as he takes large strides through the freezing cold lot. I try to keep up.

I'm pretty drunk but not stumbling. Brian and I walk faster through the lot. Eventually, I follow him all the way to a large black truck. My thoughts were going too fast. I couldn't believe he was actually here.

"It's cold, did you want to hop in for a second and talk?"

He says as he unlocks his truck.

Truck door slams. Truck starts. Heater on. We warm up.

I strangely feel more comfortable in the truck. Even though I'm trapped with a guy here that's felt more of the inside of my mouth than my own dentist.

Suddenly, Brian starts laughing a bit. He then proceeds to punch my shoulder playfully.

"Dude! I was hoping to run into you again. You left in such a hurry last weekend. I'm real embarrassed about how that all went down."

He says in a mock sober tone.

Wait. Why would he be embarrassed? I'm the one that swallowed his cum-cocktail. My mind explodes. Too much is happening too fast! Wait. I'm alone with him again? I need to pay attention. I need to just end this fast.

I want to just leave but my mind wants to know more. My body starts to shake from my nerves again and I can't bite my tongue any longer –

"Why are you embarrassed? I should be the one that's embarrassed."

I finally say into the warm truck.

Brian looks down and shakes his head. He takes out a vape for weed and inhales as he looks at me like I'm crazy.

"Dude, I acted nuts. You were awesome and chill. I was pretty messed up. It was super hot though and I'm not even gay."

He says with sincerity.

Soon it grows quiet in the dark truck and I'm left alone with my shaken nerves. The windows start to fog. It was strange to think Brian thought it was 'super hot'. I mean, I guess he must have. I mean, he, uh, finished in my mouth.

Gross. I start to think about Brian's rock hard cock. Fuck. It was big...

"I'm not gay either."

I say defensively; breaking the awkward silence.

Brian then offers me his vape. I take a couple of hits and quickly hand it back to him. I still avoid eye contact.

"I know. I was just surprised by it all I guess."

He says as he keeps puffing on his vape.

He offers me another hit of his vape pen. I accept. I'm starting to feel it.

My nerves are a wreck. My mind is racing. And...now, I'm stoned. Great.

"So, how about you?"

Brian asked innocently.

"How about me what?"

I reply, looking out the window at the woods; remembering that a group of crows is actually called a

murder of crows

...fuck, I'm high.

"I said I thought it was super hot. Did you think it was like that for you?"

He asks with a slight smile.

Wait, is he asking if I thought

me

giving

him

a blowjob was super hot – for

me

?

"Nah, I didn't really like it."

I reply quickly.

I'm so uncomfortable now. So high. Still drunk. I'm glued to the seat. Without warning, my cock starts to swell inside my jeans. It's – just nerves.

"Damn, you sure? I thought it was so hot."

He replies in a hushed tone.

I sense his eyes on me. I keep my head down looking at my feet. Fuck. I shimmy a bit in my seat to adjust my expanding dick without touching it or drawing attention to it.

"The bet was crazy man. $200 or sucking some dick. Most people wouldn't make that bet with someone like me."

He says cheerfully.

"I always just 'go with it', do whatever. Always see things through, you know? I always try things once."

Silence.

–I sense Brian moving something heavy in his pants with one hand and I stare at my feet for a bit and process everything:

What am I doing? What is Brian doing?!

My head is suddenly filled with flashbacks of my first blowjob with Brian. He came so much. I had to swallow it all. Gobs of his sticky man juice. Gross. I didn't think it was hot.

I shimmy in my seat once more to readjust. Fuck, why am I getting harder?

"I can tell you feel weird about what happened. Don't be weirded out but I could do what you did for me if it will make things better for you. I know you maybe didn't think I'd go through with the bet. And then it all happened and I haven't seen you."

Brian said inside the hot truck.

He wants to give me a blowjob? What is this night?! I need to leave. Fuck, I'm so hard.

Brian leans towards me. I slide back.

"What are you doing?"

I say surprisingly.

"Will you feel better if I returned the favor?"

Brian said sternly.

I don't know how long the wait is before I eventually say: "

Yeah."

He then says he's gonna drive across the street. I stare outside the window as he drives out the parking lot. My mind is fried.

Though, fuck this dude. He can suck me off. I'm so hard anyway. He definitely won't tell anyone if I have this over him. (Now; yes, I know Brian has been drinking. Don't drink and drive. However, it was literally across the street, up some some road. He found a very concealed spot in the immediate area very fast...almost like he had a map or did prior recon.)

After a very short drive, Brian parks his big ass truck in this dirt path near some shrubs and trees near the woods.

Winterfest

is in the middle of farmlands and woods basically so it's pretty quiet and creepy out. Brian turns the car off and then turns to me—fuck fuck fuck!

It's all happening so fast. Fuck it. I'm hard as a rock and want to get this going and get out of these creepy woods and back to my normal straight existence at

Winterfest

.

I swallow hard. I finally look at Brian. Shit, I can't believe this.

Brian moves closer to me and runs his hand across my trembling thigh. He then starts pulling at his belt and fly. He shimmies up out of his pants a bit. He had red boxer briefs on and even in the dark truck I could see his large bulge swaying just underneath the thin fabric.

He starts to rub at his dense bulge and tells me to

'take it out'.

My heart is inflamed. I feel like I could breath fire. I stare at Brian's heavy mass expanding dramatically in his boxer briefs. I don't know what to do. I seem to always feel weaker once his pants are down...

My hand moves on it's own and cups at Brian's substantial package. He then moves back his seat and we stare at each other.

"I meant you take out your cock but this is good too."

Brian says with a laugh.'

I

snap

my hand away from his warm bulge.

Oh my god, what am I doing? I thought he meant – Shit! He probably thinks I'm some cock-lover in the making. I'm so high. Forget it, let's get this over with!

I lean back and take my painfully erect cock out of my jeans and give it a couple much needed strokes. I'm already embarrassingly hard. I still try to play it cool. I immediately feel weird having my cock out in front of another guy. –

"Did you like touching it again?"

Brian chuckles.

"No, shut up, dude. Come on, just like do it and then let's go."

I say as I look away from him.

–"Can I kiss you first? I just will feel better about it. I don't know why."

Brian said quickly.

—This for some reason shocked me more than anything. I never kissed a guy before and honestly I was more expecting for him to try to fuck me, rather than kiss me. I guess I'm open to it. (The kissing! Not the taking it up the – anyway!)

Wait, why does he want to kiss me? This dude is crazy.

Brian suavely inches closer to me.

I'm dazed. I just want to speed this along.

He looks so confident. I feel so weak and frail next to him. Fuck.

Brian then grabs my chin and gently guides my face towards his objectively handsome face. Fuck.

I close my eyes and think of Alison. We lock lips and kiss.

Pretty similar to a girl except for the odd sensation of scratchy facial hair here and there. We break and breathe and then go back in; this time he uses some tongue. We break. Go in again. His tongue is strong. This time more tongue. We start pressing more and more of our bodies onto each other until finally I pull away. I wipe my mouth some. My cock is now painfully throbbing and loosely swaying.

Brian is staring at me now with pure lust.

What have I gotten myself into?

Without much warning—Brian unleashes his large cock finally from its prison.

Fuck, I forgot just how big his dick is; it looks massive as he waves it back and forth inside the dim truck. There's way too much dick there for me, or anyone really. It looks thicker and angrier than I remember. I just stare at his veiny third-arm for a bit.

I lick my lips.

Wait, what am I doing?

Let him just suck my dick and drive me back.

Brian, getting antsy, humps upwards; giving me another shocking display of all his cockmeat. It must be 8 inches or something. He starts pumping his hands up and down his meat thermometer. He then lets out a large

sighhhhh

as he rolls his head back into the seat.

"You ready?"

Brain whispers.

I don't even know what's happening anymore. But – I nod.

Brian reaches out and grabs the base of my cock. Holy shit, a guy is grabbing my cock! I look out the window. Brian starts squeezing my dick harder than I'm used to. He then starts jerking my cock

fast

. I let out a surprised

moan

that sounded more girly than I

wanted

.

"Can I suck your cock or what?"

Brian says as he locks eyes with me as he jerks me.

I can't move. I meekly nod my head and, in response, Brian lowers his own head onto my cock.

– Honestly, pure bliss as Brian's warm mouth envelops my dick. I can tell this is his first blowjob. However, it's so hot to me for some reason. I breath in sharply as Brian starts increases his momentum. I just

moan

and let Brian bob his head up and down my penis. I can't believe it; a guy is blowing me. It feels pretty good even. –