A full month after his move to a new town, 200 miles from where he used to live, Mike had few friends. It seemed all of his time went into his new job and had little time, nor opportunity for outside play. Mike was a 27 year old, stood about 6 foot tall and was a solid 200 pounds. He considered himself straight, but that would soon change.
Friday, at work, Mike was standing in the break room when Tim, a fellow coworker approached him and asked if he would like to attend a party he was throwing at his apartment that night. Mike, fully worn from the toll of the move and work, accepted. Tim seemed like a good guy, constantly talking about sports, was very fit and seemed like an all round great guy. Tim gave Mike the directions to his house and told him it would be starting around 9:00, just to bring whatever he wanted to drink that evening.
That evening, Mike was desperate to meet a new female companion. He put on a pair of jeans and a nice shirt, sprayed himself up with cologne and had the intention of meeting a few women.
He arrived at Tim's place a little after nine that evening and the party was packed. There were probably 50 people crammed into Tim's mid size apartment. Tim met Mike at the door with a big smile.
"I'm really glad you could make it tonight! Common in and have a beer! We're about to start a card game and your welcome to play."
Mike was happy to comply and took a seat at the table ready to play cards. There were several good looking women in the room and Mike told Tim he was going to have to sit out a few hands to mingle.
Mike approached the first girl, a nice looking girl about 24 years old. They no sooner started to chat when Tim approached and grabbed Mike's shoulder. "Common Mike! Let's go grab a shot!".
Mike at this point was a little buzzed, but accepted and told the girl he'd be back. This scenario replayed over and over that night. Every time Mike engaged a girl in conversation, Tim came and kindly interrupted. Finally, Mike sat down and started to play a drinking game with a young girl named Tina. She was a hottie and Mike wanted her. It didn't help that at this point, Mike was what he considered "hammered". Tim soon jumped into a seat at the table.
It seemed like every time there was someone to "pick on" to drink, Tim aimed his drink giving at Mike. Mike was no completely wasted and the night was nearing an end. The last round of playing was going around and it was time's turn to give out a drink. He looked over to Mike.
"Mike, I think it's your turn to drink again!", and as Tim said this he had a sly smile, almost flirtatious. He winked at Mike and Mike smiled back.
Mike downed his shot and told the table he had to relieve himself. "Tim, I have to talk to you, will you come with me?".
They arrived in the hall and Mike said "Tim, the girl I'm playing cards with, do you know her?"
Tim's reply, "No, she's a friend of a friend, why?"
"I'm interested in her, can you get me her number or set me up with her? Just go have a talk with her so when I get out of the bathroom, it's a little easier for me to score."
"Hmmm, I don't know, I was hoping you'd be interested in me", Tim replied again. His reply came in a half smart-ass reply, it was covered in a smile and laugh just to probe Mike.
Mike said back to Tim, " that's funny, will you go get her number or talk to her while I'm in the bathroom?". But at the same time, Mike smiled back.
"I sure will", Tim replied.
Mike entered the bathroom and Tim went out to talk to Tina. By this time there were only a few guests left, probably about five, including Mike, Tim and Tina. Tim could tell Tina was waiting for Mike, she looked interested in him and they had hit it off rather well, but Tim's had plans that didn't include Tina.
"Tina!", Tim called out to her.
"What's up Tim?", she answered.
"Mike just told me he wasn't feeling well, he's going to go lay down and feels like he's going to pass out, he just wanted to let you know. I'm going to let him stay here tonight so he doesn't have to drive home. And to be honest, I'm dead tired right now and I'm going to hit the sack."
"Should I go see if he's alright?", Tina asked
"No, I have it all covered, thanks for coming out".
Tina looked a little down, but replied ok and gathered her two remaining friends and they left. Tim was all smiles now.
Mike staggered out of the bathroom and stumbled up to Tim. "What'd she say?"
"Mike, she had to go, one of her friends wasn't feeling well, you don't look the best right now either, why don't you take a seat here at the table".
Mike complied, but contested," I feel fine, I'm buzzed, but I could drink more for sure."
Tim entertained this idea and said," ok, here's another beer for you!". Tim cracked on for Mike and then for himself.
Mike now seated at the table was just staring off sipping his beer when Tim's beer "slipped" from his hand and spilled on the table. The beer rolled off the table in into Mike's lap soaking his pants.
"I'm sorry man, get out of those pants and I'll get you a pair of shorts." Tim went into his room and grabbed a pair of basketball shorts and brought them out to Mike. He handed them to Mike and to Tim's dismay, Mike went into the bathroom to change. He had wanted Mike to just change there.
Mike returned and Tim told him,"look, your in no shape to drive tonight, you can have the couch and sleep over."
Mike said, "that's a good idea, I don't need a ticket tonight". Mike then handed Tim his jeans and boxers. This brought a smile to Tim's face, and Tim wore the smile proud. Mike surprisingly smiled back. Mike then went over and laid down on the couch and Tim went to his room and changed into another pair of basketball shorts that he owned. He returned to the couch and found Mike laying there with just the shorts on, shirt on the floor and the TV on.
Tim took a seat at the end of the couch, near Mike's feet and looked over at Mike.
"Your looking tired, looks like your going to miss the fun!"
Mike's answered," what fun is that?" Mikes eyes were half closed but he was still alert.
"Well, I guess this to start", and Tim gently rubbed his hand up Mike's leg, starting at the knee and going up to his inner thigh.
"What are you doing?", shocked, but not really contesting Mike said.
"You'll see." Tim slowly rubbed his leg back down toward the knee and then back up again. Through the pants Tim could see that Mike's cock was starting to get hard.
"Alright, stop, I'm not into this faggot shit", Mike countered. Mike's words were there but he didn't move. Tim took this as him not really wanting to stop and told him so.
"Mike, I'm rubbing your leg, and your telling me to stop, but your not moving away. I think you want me, don't you? You think you want Tina, but I can see your cocks getting hard right now by my touch. Why is that?" This time, Tim's hand went in under the shorts just below Mike's balls.
"Look, you should stop, this might be your thing, but I'm not into it. I like women." Mike stated this, but the power in is voice was becoming less and less. He was breathing shallow and Tim knew at this point he had him.
"Mike I'm not going to stop unless you get up. I think you want this, and your cocks showing me you do. So if you want me to stop, just get up." As Tim said this, his hand touched Mike's balls under his shorts and Tim heard Mike quiver. "You think you want Tina's pussy? I don't think so, I think your going to get my cock and like it. Aren't you?"
No sooner had the words left Tim's lips when Mike's cock sprung up fully, finishing what Tim had started no less than 2 minutes before. "You like this don't you?" Tim asked.
Very lightly, Mike replied "yes, yes I do."
When Mike answered that way, Tim reached up and grabbed his cock, gently, all eight inches and squeezed it gently. Mike let out a sigh of relief and pleasure.
"Now, sit up." Tim's voice grew in authority and Mike did just what Tim asked.
Tim stood up and dropped his shorts to the floor. "I want you to grab my cock now." Mike complied with this by placing his hands around Tim's 9 inch cock one hand above the other with the head of Tim's cock just peeking through Mike's hands. "Lick it, like you wanted Tina to lick yours. When I'm don't with you tonight, your no longer going to want pussy. You understand me?"
Mike again complied, he felt like he was under Tim's power, he released on hand and started sucking Tim's cock like he'd seen girls do to him in the past.
"You like it don't you, I can tell by the way your sucking me. You want to be my boy, don't you." Tim said, watching as Mike sucked hard on his cock.
Tim reached down and grabbed the back of Mikes head and gripping his hair, pulled his mouth off his cock. "I want you to stroke it now. Make me shoot in your face".
Mike started stroking Tim's cock hard and with his hair pulled back by Tim, was looking directly at Tim's beautiful cock. Tim unleashed a first shot that hit Mike right to the side of his nose. Almost as soon as it hit, it started running down the side of his face. Instantaneously another shot hit, then another and finally another. Mike's face was cum soaked and it was running down his face. As if Mike knew what Tim was going to tell him to do, he did it before being asked. Mike licked the cum he could reach off his face as it ran down his cheeks and lips. He then finished off Tim's cock licking what little cum was left on his cock.
"Did you like that?" Tim asked.
Mike stood up, his shorts still on he was pitching a tent with his eight inch cock that was clearly visible. "I did".
"Good, go clean up and come back." , Tim answered.
Mike was back in 20 seconds still showing that he was highly aroused. Tim stood there nude, a body like a Greek, with a semi hard cock that was still reeling from a blow job. "Take your shorts off", Tim said.
Mike complied and revealed a solid eight inch hard on that was beautiful. Tim seated Mike on the couch and gently touched it. Tim was between Mikes legs, kneeling on the floor while Mike reclined in the couch. He gently played with Mikes cock for about 5 minutes. Just touching here and there, admiring it, but not going to far. He could tell by Mikes Sighs and groans that even 5 seconds of touching would send him shooting a load like no woman could ever do for him.
Having rested, Tim's cock was erect again, the larger cock of the two, Tim told Mike, "now your going to feel my cock in your ass, get off the couch and wait for me."
Tim went into his room and returned with some KY. Tim sat down on the couch and squirted some KY into his hand and rubbed it on his cock. Mike was still standing there, almost in agony because he wanted to release his load. "Mike, now come sit on my cock".
Mike again found himself totally under Tim's control. At this point, he had no thoughts of women, but yet found himself more erect and hard then he'd ever been before. He wanted this sex but yet never considered it a possibility. He jumped up on the couch and straddled Tim as he sat there. Tims cock was large and it took a little working to get in, but as it finally slid in, Mike groaned out as if he had the most pleasure he had ever felt.
Mike didn't know what to do, as this was his first time, but he just tried to be like the women that he'd had before and rode Tim's cock to the best of his ability. After another 5 minutes of riding Tim's cock, Tim told Mike "now your going to get your first load put in your ass." As soon as he said that, Tim started ejaculating into Mike, and reached down and grabbed Mike's cock. He firmly gripped it and in a matter or 2 seconds, Mike's load shot like a volcano covering Tim's chest.
Mike got up off Tim and could feel cum starting to leak down his leg, he liked it, but felt guilty. The two men took their turns in the bathroom and having no more words spoken that night, went to bed, Tim in his room and Mike on the couch.
Mike awoke in the morning with a slight hangover, he had a headache and saw that Tim was in the kitchen. Tim smiled over to Mike. "Good morning!"
"Good morning", came Mike's reply. His reply was somewhat embarrassed.
Tim told Mike, "don't be embarrassed, would you like me to get Tina's number for you?" Tim approached Mike and was standing behind the couch and Mike was peering back at him.
Ignoring the question, Mike confided," last night was weird, that wasn't me".
Tim stated, "that's ok, I understand".
Mike, said with a small smile," I don't think you do, I liked it, and I like the thought of it right now."
Tim smiled. "So you don't want her number then?"
Mike shook his head no very lightly, still trying to contemplate what he was doing.
Tim's smile grew bigger," well then, your going to have to prove it". Tim walked over to the front of the couch and dropped his pants to reveal his awesome semi erect cock.
Mike looking confused, had no choice but to follow his urge and he leaned in and pressed that cock into his mouth again.