What Are Friends For

The following story is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters exist and none of the events ever happened, keep that in mind.

The guys in this story might not be using rubbers, but they aren't real. You are. Please, Practice safe sex always.

If you like the following story you can read my other creations on nifty: This is the Life - an ongoing series in the College section Damian's Dilemma - in the Adult-friends category War Toy - a prison drama in the Authoritarian category Why oh Why - in the college & athletics section

Author's note

I had this story for a while but just couldn't find a proper end, until now. Enjoy reading and tell me what you think.

David*****

What Friends are for?

by David George

"Ahh..."

"Come on, two to go"

"Ahh..."

"That's it, one more"

"Ahh..."

"See nothing to it, I knew you could do it."

Greg's chest heaved as he placed the bar bell on its holder above him. He had just completed fifty bench presses at the insistence of his trainer Trent, it didn't make him feel any better.

"What's the matter Greg, you've been lugging through your routine all day?" said Trent, finally fed up with Greg's lackluster performance.

"I'm sorry, I think I better leave, today just isn't my day" said Greg holding his head down. Trent knew what this meant.

"Don't start crying again please, I can't believe your still going through this, it's been almost three months."

"I know but I'm just so depressed, I-I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't seem to focus on anything"

Trent took a seat beside him and threw his hand over his shoulder.

"Alright, tell me what's wrong"

"Its Rick, I can't...I can't stop thinking about him"

"What do you mean, he walked out on you three months ago and he never looked back, you should be glad to have that fucker out of your life, after what he did"

Greg took a deep breath, he'd heard this before.

"I know, but I just feel like I'm not good enough for anybody not after what we had... not after what he said" at this Greg broke down, convulsing in heart wrenching sobs, pent up pain and anger finally being unleashed...

3 months earlier...

"Greg, Greg baby you got to get up" Rick was trying his damndest to wake up Greg who was asleep. They were coiled together in the shape of an S, Rick's erect cock wedged between Greg's firm ass cheeks. They slept like this often, sometimes Greg behind Rick, sometimes Rick behind Greg.

"Greg!"

"Mmm?... what?" Greg asked still groggy

"You need to get up, big day today remember, it's the first day after your big promotion, you wouldn't want to be late now would you?"

Greg was now almost out of his grogginess and it all came flooding back, he had come home last night with the wonderful news that he had been promoted to the position of executive Vice President of Production McColls Pharmaceuticals, only the third largest company in the country. He had surprised Rick by coming home early and sharing the good news. They celebrated way into the night, hour after hour of hot lovemaking.

"What time is it?" Greg asked sitting up in bed

"It's a couple minutes after six" answered Rick

"But that's still early" Greg said "I still have at least an hours worth of sleep left" Greg was on the edge of getting agitated.

"Calm down, Greg I just wanted to talk to you about something before you left this morning"

"What could be so important... wait, you aren't pregnant are you?" Greg laughed aloud at his own joke.

"I'm glad you are in a good mood because what I'm about to tell you isn't so pleasant" Greg stopped laughing when he heard this and looked Rick in the eyes. He looked dead serious.

"What's up Rick, what's the problem?"

"I don't know how to say this Greg but I..." he took a deep breath "I'm leaving you Greg"

"What?!!" Greg shouted

"Please, let me finish ok" Greg quieted down and folded his hands over his chest to hear Rick's explanation; this had to be some practical joke.

"We've been together for what, 4 years and you have been good to me, everything you said you would be you have been and I can't complain but I just don't feel the same way about you anymore. Maybe I've changed or you have but it just doesn't feel the same and I've struggled with this decision but I can't stay in this anymore, it wouldn't be fair to either of us. I'm sorry"

Greg looked at Rick for a long time, the man he thought was the most beautiful creature ever created, his Latin lover of more than 4 years, the man who could make love to him till he begged to stop and to whom he could do the same. The only man he ever lived with and would do anything for in this world. Then he finally spoke.

With his head down and his voice barely a whisper he asked " Who is it Rick?"

"What?!... I tell you why I want out and the first thing you think is that it's somebody else. You know you are a real peace of work, you kn..."

Greg lifted his head, his eyes brimming with tears, "Who the hell is it Rick?!"

Rick could see the anger and the pain in his eyes, he didn't expect this reaction he was going to continue his tirade but Greg's eyes made him think different.

"Greg, please don't make this any worse than it has to be, please I...I don't want to get into this with you"

"The FUCK you don't want to get into this, you tell me your leaving me, giving me some stupid excuse when we both know you been fuckin' around? Oh no! we need to get into this right now, dammitt!!"

Greg was furious, "Calm down Greg, please I didn't mean for this to happen but I..."

"But what Rick? you found out you were scum and you decided to get some ass on the side while you were at it, huh is that it ?" Rick got out of the bed at this and pulled on a pair of boxers.

"So who is it one of your punk ass chulos, hah? maybe they have bigger dicks than mine to stick up your ass, come to think of it you've gotten a bit loose, so how big is he huh?"

"Shut up!! Greg, you don't know what you're talkin' about" Rick shouted, he was clenching his fist and was turning a visible shade of pink.

"I don't know what I'm talking about, I've been fucking you for the past four years, I should know better than anyone else what I'm talking about bitch you kno... ahh!!! ...Fuck!!"

Greg didn't see it coming, before he knew it Rick had sent his fist into his left eye.

"Ohh god!! AHH!!" Rick started hitting him again and again all over his upper body, pinning him in the bed and feeding his face with his fists.

"You bitch, maybe I should show you what a real stretched ass is like" as he said this he violently flung Greg onto the floor and jumped on him. Using his hand to pry Greg's ass cheeks apart he positioned his cock at the entrance to his hole.

"Pleeaase Rick!!! Don't do this to me, not like this, please, I love you" Greg was by now crying. The only time Greg ever cried was when he was in deep distress, this time counted. He wouldn't mind the rape, he had grown accustomed to whatever Rick might give to him but to know that someone he loved so deeply was about to hurt him in such a way was too much.

"Oh so your not such a smart mouth now are you, I told I didn't want to get into this" Rick said, still poised at Greg's hole. He got up and stuffed his cock back into his boxers.

"I'm not feelin' this gay shit no more, I got me a woman and a baby on the way, so there goes your bigger dick theory, FAGGOT!!, You know Greg I've grown to hate what you represent, look at you big, 180 lbs, 6'1" tall, a big dick and yet I can fuck you and make you babble like an idiot" by now Greg was sitting up his back to the wall his head down in shame, as Rick continued " for a while it was a thrill, and when you did it to me it was ok after a while too, but it dawned on me that you expected this to last forever. Four years of my life were a long time but a lifetime with you or any other man, no fuckin' way."

"Who is it Rick?" Greg's one unanswered question still weighed on his mind.

"Aww, poor Greg, I thought you would've figured that one out all by yourself but since it hasn't come to your fag brain yet let me make it easy, we both know her and she's pregnant."

Recognition screamed into Greg's mind, how could he not have seen it before, it was right under his nose, Stephanie. She was always at the house spending time with Rick but she just seemed like another fag hag, and her pregnancy, she had said that she and her boyfriend were thrilled, but he never met her boyfriend did he, he was always too busy to visit or that joke about maybe we'd steal him away.

"So you finally figured it out didn't you, huh? Hope your happy for me I'm starting' my own little soccer team"

Greg looked up and saw Rick standing there, hands at his hips glaring down at him. He had to make one final try to salvage his life, his love, his sanity, his future. He lunged at Rick, grabbing him by his waist and burying his head into his crotch

"Please Rick, don't leave me like this please, I'll do anything please..."

"Get off me Greg, get off Me!!" with that Rick flung Greg off him and unto the bed. Greg felt himself flying before a sharp thud and then all the lights went out.

It was Trent who found Greg later that afternoon naked and unconscious in his bedroom. He had missed his gym time, something that never happened before. This got Trent concerned, he went to the house and knocked on the front door for awhile but there was no answer, he tried the door and saw that it was unlocked. When he went in and saw Greg lying naked on the bed, his face swollen he almost fainted with terror. He rushed over to him and checked to see if he was breathing, he was, thank God, he went to the phone and called 911. Before the paramedics arrived he got Greg dressed and looked around to try to find out what happened. That's when he found the note Rick left.

All said Greg needed 10 stitches for the slash in the back of his head. He spent 2 weeks in the hospital as he also had a torn ligament in his back which happened when Rick pushed him from the bed. After being released he was advised to take some time away from work. He took 2 weeks. The police didn't get involved because Greg didn't press charges or file a report. After being released he was a mess. He cried everyday for two weeks and didn't want to see anyone, he felt like his life was over, how could everything had been so right and yet so wrong. He finally went back to work in his new position after a month out of office. At least work was good, he buried himself in it but he couldn't hide forever...

Present ...

"...and you gotta let go of him, I know he forgot you... hey Greg, are you listening?"

Greg looked at his trainer and friend, Trent. He needed to feel wanted he needed... Greg grabbed Trent's face and joined their lips together, he was hungry and he forced his tongue down Trent's throat wanting more, needing him.

"Mmmpf...Greg, I can't do this" Trent said when he was finally able to get free of Greg's grip.

"Oh, so you don't want me either huh?"

"Come on Greg, you know that's not fair, you are a sexy man, this thing with Rick just messed up your brain."

He knew that Trent was speaking the truth but he needed something more, something physical even for one moment. He knew that Trent would never sleep with him off the bat, as he was a client. However, if he seduced him wouldn't it be different?

"I know, I guess I'm just tired, I'm sorry, I'm gonna hit the shower and then go home" Greg said and was getting up when a sharp pain reared up in his back

"Ahh!!! my back" Trent was there in time to grab him before he fell.

"Are you all right, Greg" he asked

"That injury seems to be acting up again"

"Alright, this is partly my fault so I'm gonna have to give you a massage, lets go."

Trent helped him to one of the massage rooms where he helped him out of his gym gear and unto the massage table with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Trent couldn't figure it out, this guy had everything going for him, he had nice Cafe au Lait skin, well developed muscles from playing sports in college and consistently working out ever since, beautiful brown eyes, an ass to die for and for the few times he had seen it a good sized cock. He was confident, had a good job and yet some piece a shit left him and fucked with his mind making him feel like nothing, if he only knew. Trent had to hold himself back sometimes to prevent himself going over the deep end and nailing Greg in the showers or on the massage table. He had his ethics, 'I don't sleep with my clients', but Greg had always pushed his buttons.

It really hurt him to see him cry sometimes, the tough guy broken down to nothing, he would do anything to take him out of this depression. Anything...

Trent proceeded to massage Greg's back starting on the side where the pain was supposed to be

"Is it here?" he asked adding a little pressure

"Yeah...ahh, that's it" Greg responded feeling some of the tension being taken from his sore muscle. He had decided to seduce Trent after all, he couldn't have chosen a better situation. Being naked, on a bench, being manipulated by his hands, was just what he needed and more.

"Trent, can you move up to my shoulders a bit please"

"Sure"

Trent moved around to Greg's head and massaged his neck and shoulders, he was doing this when he felt a warm hand on his leg. It started to move up on until it was on his thigh dangerously close to his crotch.

"Greg, please man, you kno...ah"

Greg had found his prize, up the leg of Trent's shorts, his jock strap, he gave the hot cock within a squeeze, which for the moment cut off Trent's protests. He had made up is mind that he was going to get Trent today.

"Greg don't do th...shit" Trent couldn't continue, not with the attention Greg was giving his now erect nine inch cock. Greg had now employed both his hands to get the task done, pulling down Trent's shorts and jock strap in one quick motion. The nine incher jutted at his face, a virile and musky scent coming from it, he needed it.

"You are the only one who can help me, please." Greg didn't wait for any reply, he dove down on the gigantic lollipop, sucking like there was no tomorrow.

"Ohh fuck Greg...Ahh" Trent couldn't believe it, Greg had taken his dick into his mouth and it was unbelievable.

Greg knew he had Trent when he started to moan and he upped the ante by playing with his big balls. He was in heaven, it felt like all the doubts and fears had been put to rest, he still could please someone and make them hot and who better than his friend Trent.

Trent couldn't take much more of this, he grabbed Greg's head and started to fuck his mouth at a frenzied pace. He used Greg's mouth without discretion or mercy as he jammed his big meat down Greg's throat but not once did he gag.

"Ahh yeah... take it, ahh"

Greg was loving it sucking away, running his tongue all around the long shaft. He placed his hands on Trents hips and moved them around to his ass which were flexing each time he lunged into Greg's mouth.

"ungh, ungh, ungh!!"

Greg snuck his hand in the cleft of Trent's ass cheeks and found his hole, he inserted one finger.

"Ahh fuck!!! ...ahh yeah!" Trent fucked Greg's face harder until he felt the warmth building in his loins

"Greg, I'm gonna cum...ahh!!!" too late he made one more shove and Greg's throat was drenched with hot semen, he eased his head up to the head of Trent's cock to get the rest in his mouth and then he swallowed. When the flow had ebbed Greg cleaned all traces of cum from Trent's dick and released it.

"Wow Greg, that was incredible, I'm sorry I got crazy on you"

"That's alright, you were trying to warn me before anyway"

"Well we better finish what we started" and before Greg could respond, Trent dragged the towel from his body and was on his ass. It was now Trent's turn to show what his tongue could do as he devoured Greg's ass. He licked up and down and pierced the tight hole with his silver tongue.

"Ohh God, Ahh!!!, Trent... Shit!!!" Greg could scream from what Trent was doing to his ass, he was whimpering now as Trent used his long tongue to fuck his ass and if that wasn't enough, he started to manipulate his cock underneath his body. Greg's waist started to swing but Trent grabbed him, kept him steady and started to drill his ass with his tongue as fast as he could.

"Ungh... ahhh...ungh... shit..."

Greg could hardly breathe now with the manipulation his ass was getting and he knew that he would be cumming soon.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" He screamed as a massive orgasm rocked his body. Trent lifted Greg's leg over his shoulder and stuck his cock in his mouth taking his whole load down his throat.

Greg was now gasping for breathe as he came down from his high.

"That was great, Trent but can you fuck me now?" Greg asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.

"Not here, I'm still at work remember, I'll drop by your house later tonight and we'll finish this alright?" Trent concluded by giving Greg a lingering kiss.

"Wow, that sounds great, I'll be waiting" Greg said as he got off the table and headed for the showers, all pain forgotten.

Greg opened his front door walked into the living room where he dropped his briefcase unto the couch, he was so excited about tonight what he'd been waiting for would be...

"Hi Greg"

Greg was momentarily jerked from his daydream by a voice which sounded very familiar, 'but it couldn't be' he thought. He slowly turned around only to see Rick at the doorway.

"What the Hell are you doing here?!" Greg shouted with more than just a little contempt.

"Calm down Greg, please, I really need to talk to you".

Later...

Trent was rearing and ready to go, though he wouldn't want to admit it, he had wanted this for a while now and now with it finally happening he couldn't believe his luck. He pulled into Greg's driveway and stepped from his car, a bottle of vintage wine in his hand just to make the occasion a bit more special. He walked up to the front door only to see that it was slightly ajar, Greg must have left it open for him. He stepped in, but the house seemed very quiet and empty. He walked to the living room and there is where he saw the clothes.

Items of clothing were thrown everywhere, a jockstrap on the lamp in the corner, a pair of jeans on the coach shoes and more. They all seemed to make a trail leading to the kitchen, which was situated a bit to the back of the house. That's when he heard the scream. His first instinct was to run towards it but being more cautious, he crept to the door of the kitchen. He looked in and what he saw made his heart sink.

There, stretched across the kitchen counter, was Rick, hanging on for dear life as Greg, holding both his legs, thrust into him in fierce strokes with his big black cock. Greg continually forced more of himself into Rick's tender ass, seemingly trying to push his guts through his nose. He stretched and bent his legs to gain more access to his target as Rick screamed with every thrust, tears running down his face.

"Ohh God!!... Ahhh Shit... Greg... ahhh!!" he gasped as Greg continued to plough his hole.

"Ahhh!!... please, ahh yeah!!!" he screamed unheard by Greg who was trying to dig another hole in his nether regions, all the while silent.

Trent looked away, a bit embarrassed but mostly hurt. He hurried to his car and drove away.

Greg was on a mission, he was going to teach this bitch a lesson. Rick came back into his house with his mouth full of excuses and lies, trying to seduce him. As long as Greg was receptive, Rick would grant him any wish for his forgiveness.

Rick thought nothing of it when Greg asked if he could top him again, because he missed his tight ass. He gladly took things further, now he was regretting it, the anger with which Greg was fucking him was both thrilling and painful. Not having been fucked for three months his ass was almost back to virginal state but now even that didn't matter. Greg was doing things to his ass he couldn't even imagine.

Greg finally felt his climax building, having cum at the gym he had ensured that Rick would need bed rest for at least a couple of days. When he finally filled his bowels with cum, Rick had passed out.

Rick was awakened after being doused with a splash of cold water. When his eyes finally cleared, Greg was standing over him, menacingly.

"Get out of my house!"

Rick was frightened, " Greg baby, I thought w..."

"Shut up!" just then Greg pulled a baseball bat from behind his back "if you ever come near me again, I will kill you, now get out!!"

Rick decided to quit while he was ahead, he got up with a lot of effort, due to the pain in his ass and shuffled around the house crying out several times. He slowly retrieved his clothes and put them on, then he stepped out the door. He took one look back to see Greg slide to the floor with his back against the wall and bury his face in his hands. He knew then that it was truly over.

"Could it be?... it is, Trent how are you doin' man?" asked T.J. as he pounced on Trent "haven't seen you here in a while, but you're still looking fine as a feather."

Trent had gone to the bar to think and have a change of scenery, but did he really expect to accomplish any of that? Almost all the regulars knew him, even though he hadn't been there in months. After what he saw this evening all he wanted to do was relax and get Greg out of his mind. Maybe he would tell him to get a new trainer or something. Now however he had to deal with T.J.

"T.J.! not looking too bad yourself" he said as he took a swig of his beer.

"So where have you been? we've been missin' you for so long" T.J. was definitely on the prowl tonight.

"Look T.J. I was kinda hopin' to be alone for tonight, you know some solitary confinement, so do you mind?"

"Alright Trent, I hear you and I'll leave you alone, for now." Trent smiled as T.J. walked over to another guy sitting by the bar. He was about to take another swig from his beer when his eyes caught a familiar figure coming through the door. It was none other than Greg.

He had to think fast, what was he doing here anyway, couldn't he just stay home. Trent was about to move when Greg saw him and beckoned to him to stay put.

"Trent, wow what a surprise to see you here? Weren't we supposed to meet at my place tonight?"

"I had a change of heart" replied Trent flatly

"It's just as well, you wouldn't believe who showed up on my doorstep today when I went home. Rick, he and I..."

"You don't need to tell me, I saw enough for myself, I'm just sorry I was so stupid to believe we could be anything more than friends." With this Trent moved away from Greg who promptly grabbed his arm.

"I don't care what you saw all I'll say is Rick got what he deserved and he's no longer a part of my life, you are" Greg looked at Trent for a moment then said "can we talk, please I really have some stuff to get off my chest."

"Ok" said Trent as they found a table and sat to talk.

Two hours later they burst through Trent's front door, ripping at each other's clothes. Hands everywhere buttons flying, materials ripped and clothes shrugged off as they both made themselves naked for the finale of their earlier adventure.

Since breaking up with his last lover some four months ago, Trent had only been in a couple of one night stands, but never one as hot as this. Greg was everything he had thought he would be and more. So, what if he used sex to punish Rick, he probably would have done worse if in the same situation. For now, all he was going to focus on was Greg.

'He wants me' was all Greg was thinking; he finally felt that someone wanted him fully again but this time he knew it was true.

They made it to the couch and it was now Trent's turn to get some candy as he took Greg's cock into his mouth and started to massage it with his tongue.

"Ohh" Greg moaned as he felt tingles run up his rigid pole, he closed his eyes as Trent sucked his cock and used his hands to massage his muscular thighs. Trent was now bobbing his head up and down the slippery slab and used his fingers to juggle the pendulous balls.

"Mmmm" Trent moaned around the cock obtaining a shudder from Greg as he continued to slide up and down his pole. His hands now found their way to Greg's hole and he slowly shoved them in.

"Ahhh" Greg was being stimulated out of his mind by Trent's expert hands as he started to finger the his plump ass mercilessly. He put in one then two fingers as he continued his dual assault.

"Ohhh...Ahh!!!" Greg was now in a frenzy as he thrashed his head from side to side but Trent continued, plowing his fingers deeper and faster as Greg's wails got higher. Trent knew that Greg was close so he upped the ante; he started jacking Greg's cock and took his balls in his warm mouth, while continuing his fingering.

"Fuck!!...Unghh!!!" Greg grunted as he felt his climax rise, Trent felt the shudders and was prepared as he placed the engorged head inside his mouth and sucked. He didn't have to wait long as with a shout Greg unloaded his passion inside Trent's mouth. Trent never missing a beat sucked up every drop.

"Oh God, Trent... that was incredible" Greg gasped as his excitement subsided.

"Yeah and we've only just begun" Trent responded as he knelt between Greg's open thighs on the couch.

"No, I want you to take me from behind, I'll lie on my stomach" Greg said as Trent approached.

"Ok, whatever you want baby" Trent said as he moved back and allowed Greg to reposition himself unto his stomach lifting his ass a little to allow easier access.

"Do me now Trent, I want it now" Greg begged as he rolled his hips and ground his erection into the couch beneath him.

"Hold on, I'm gonna get some lube" Trent got up and ran to his room where he retrieved a bottle he had for a just a time like this. He squeezed an ample amount of the wet stuff in the crevice of Greg's ass and started to massage it into the hidden places again re-entering the treasured hole.

"Ohh yeah," Greg was loving the attention and waited patiently as Trent prepared his hole for his rod. Trent put some lube on his prick and jacked it for a while until he was ready. With a deep breath, he slowly eased his way into Greg's tight ass enjoying the warmth and the tight grip which greeted him.

"Mmmm" Trent moaned as he settled to the hilt in Greg's tightness. He spread himself over Greg's body like a blanket, running his hands over the smooth surfaces of his muscular body, savoring every curved and depression.

"Fuck me Trent, fuck me" Greg begged giving Trent's cock a squeeze deep inside.

"Fuck!" Trent gasped reacting to Greg's anal manipulations, it was time to give it a shot. He pulled out slowly leaving only the head in and his hips poised above Greg's upturned ass cheeks then in an instance he sunk back in.

"Ahhh!!" Greg screamed, as Trent's cock took him in one thrust. Trent didn't stop there he got right into it and started to dive into Greg's ass repeatedly, plowing away with glee in the fertile field spread before him.

"Ah...Ah...Ah" Greg grunted with each thrust, Trent's hips were now on auto as they repeatedly dived into Greg's ass, his big cock making tracks on it's journey to climax. Trent hadn't had any for a while and he was a frenzied madman.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh" Trent grunted as he continued to push himself further and further down the road to nirvana. He knew that when he was done Greg would be well fucked...