The Try Guys Part 1
Usual disclaimers apply. I don't know these people. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments.
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Zach was half in and half out of consciousness. The previous day's shoot had been one of those where the Try Guys had attempted a task while high. They were trying on something. Halloween costumes? Anime cosplay outfits? Zach was still kind of baked and couldn't really remember the specifics. He just remembered getting high and giggling a lot as he, Keith, Eugene, and Ned had stumbled around in their underwear between changes. It had been a lot of fun. Zach frequently thought how lucky he was to get to have fun for a living with his friends. But the shoot had ended and the crew had left for the day as had Eugene and Ned. Zach had eventually found himself alone with Keith who, like Zach, was putting off going home to an empty house. Both of their significant others were out of town and Keith and Zach had decided to hang out and add some alcohol on top of the weed. This had quickly led to Zach falling asleep on the sofa in Keith's office.
Zach dreamed that he was floating down a lazy river in a big rubber innertube. It was a dream he had often when he fell asleep high. It was a pleasant dream. Calm. Likely a leftover memory from childhood. He didn't usually remember having the dream when he woke, but he knew he had had it because he felt such peace upon waking. His hips were slipped down inside the innertube with his legs and arms above the outer edge in such a way that his crotch and hips were submerged beneath the water. The water felt warmer than usual. Particularly warm on his crotch. He noticed this in the dream just as he crossed from sleep to waking. His eyes were still closed when he realized there was a gentle tugging at his crotch.
Still thinking he was asleep; he slowly opened his eyes to see Keith's head slowly moving up and down in front of him. Zach thought that this dream had taken an interesting turn. He had never had the innertube dream become a sex dream before. And while he didn't remember ever having a sex dream about a guy before, he had certainly had times in his life where he had found himself attracted to men. Not in an overt way, but Zach couldn't pretend to have never admired another guy's body. He had never done anything with a guy before. And certainly, never dreamed about it before.
Only as his head began to clear, Zach realized that he wasn't asleep. As incongruous as it seemed, his friend and co-worker Keith, was blowing him. Zach didn't really know what to say or do. He thought about jumping up and running away. But he didn't think about it too seriously. He was surprised that Keith would be doing this to be sure. Keith had never done or said anything that made Keith think he was attracted to men. Zach thought about maybe clearing his throat or pretending to be asleep again and stir to see if Keith would stop. Perhaps owing to the pot they had consumed earlier, a million thoughts seemed to run through Zach's head while only a few seconds had actually passed.
Meanwhile, Keith was oblivious to Zach's having awoken. Keith continued a slow and steady movement of his huge, wet mouth up and down Zach's cock. Zach was about six and a half inches. But when fully erect, he was thicker at the base than at the tip. A beautiful cock that curved down a little at the end. Keith also gently stroked Zach's oversized balls with one hand as he fellated.
Zach thought about just lying there, pretending to sleep, until his inevitable ejaculation. He presumed that once he came, Keith would clumsily put Zach's dick away and they would both act as if it never happened. Perhaps that was Keith's intention. That Zach would never know because he was stoned and asleep. Any confusion about his own sexuality and the implications of his friend blowing him in a drunken stupor had left Zach's head as the instance wave of pleasure drew from his crotch and over his body. Zach's brain was awash with dopamine and THC and alcohol. But he had a clear thought. This may have been the first time a man had sucked his dick. It was not the first time that Keith had had a dick in his mouth. Keith had a skill that one did not inherit, but acquired.
And even as Zach had resigned himself to remain still and quiet with his eyes closed and pretend to sleep until climax, he felt his right hand raise up from his side. He watched it, as if it were being controlled by some other brain in some other head. His hand, a slender palm of boney fingers articulating on an equally slim wrist (a wrist slightly slimmer than the base of his cock coincidentally). He watched it with wonder as it slowly reached out and rested itself on the top of Keith's head.
Keith's eyes suddenly shot upward and opened at the same time, fixing upon Zach's smiling face. Keith's eyes were bloodshot. This was either the effect of the weed or the blow job. He seemed confused and a little scared. Zach smiled back, though he didn't really realize he was smiling. In Zach's current state, he was more like a miniature version of himself, seated in a dark control room in his own mind. Everything was just a little beyond his perception. He was just along for the ride. It was exhilarating and a little terrifying.
Zach heard a voice that it took him a moment to realize was his own. "It's ok...finish what you started." He had not formed this thought or told his mouth to speak it, but that is what had happened. Keith was confused another moment. He didn't move. Merely looked up at Zach with the tip of Zach's cock still in his mouth. Zach gently pushed the top of Keith's head. His mouth slipped down until the tip of Zach's cock touched the back of Keith's mouth.
Zach had a nice and impressive dick. But Keith had a huge mouth. If Keith had a gag reflex, his mouth was too large for Zach's cock to trigger in. Keith paused for a moment with Zach's full thickness inside his mouth before finally slowly beginning to suck again. Now moving his head up and down the entire shaft rather than just the half that he had been sucking before. Also new was the intense eye contact that Keith made. Keith's red, wet eye stared up into Zach's in a way that made it so that Zach could not look away. Keith never wavered as his big mouth moved slowly up and down Zach cock.
Perhaps this eye contact added a new level of intensity. Or, perhaps Keith had been sucking him longer than he had realized before waking up. Either way, Zach suddenly felt the deep, tingling urgency in his balls that he had felt so many times since he was 11 years old. Zach found that the crescendo of orgasm happened the way one fell asleep or fell in love: slowly at first, then all at once. Zach was surprised by how quickly he had gone from zero to sixty. He panted a couple of times. If the thought had occurred to warn Keith, he did not have time to do so. Zach's cock exploded into the back of Keith's throat, shooting hot jizz down toward Keith's empty stomach. Keith was surprised too and grunted slightly around the mouth full of cock. Keith gagged a little now as he struggled to swallow without losing any of Zach's load. He was successful. Zach's whole body shuddered as he finished. Zach could barely handle the sensation as Keith made a few last slurps over his cock, ensuring that every drop of cum was licked away and consumed.
Keith, having finished his task and received his reward, seemed suddenly sober. He finally broke the eye contact he had maintained throughout Zach's climax. He cast his eyes down as he finally (reluctantly) pulled his face up and off of Zach's boner. Zach noticed that his cock glistened with spit in the dim light of the one lamp in the office. Keith turned away and pretended to look for his keys or phone or something. Keith had suddenly felt self-conscience or nervous or something. Zach, sensing this mood shift did what he always did in an uncomfortable situation and turned to humor. "Hey Keith?" Zach said quietly. Keith didn't respond at first, but finally he spoke softly without looking back at Zach. "Yeah, Zach?" Zach waited a few beats to speak. Perhaps unintentionally. Perhaps to build the tension. Comedy was about timing. "We should get high together more."
Keith looked back at Zach, whose cock was still out and only now beginning to soften even a little. Keith laughed and smiled with that giant toothy grin. Zach laughed too. Any weirdness was gone. "Hey, let's order Chinese." Zach said. Keith nodded withed a smile. "I mean, you ate already." Zach said, waving his dick at Keith, "but I'm starving." Keith's face turned red, but he smiled again. Zach had a feeling that this wouldn't be the last time he got his dick sucked by a guy.