This story is graphic! If gay sex, public sex or forced sexual situations offend you please do not read this story. ***Spoiler*** this story is about forced gay sex in public. All the names are name up.
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Nicks Story
"I wasn't gay!"
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"NO seriously I wasn't."
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"I'm not gay now!"
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"This is a big miss understanding."
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"Look Sir this is what happened..."
Tyler and I were going to be late for practice, not that we are star players or anything but we had been late before so we decided to split a ride share together.
"At this rate I could have just biked." Tyler was getting upset but I knew he wouldn't leave me behind to look like an idiot.
He was my dorm-mate, teammate, fraternity brother and best-friend from second grade. We were closer than most but nothing weird I swear to God.
"Come on you know I don't have a bike and the gym is on the other side of campus, there is no way," I leaned over to look at his phone.
"She is here," Tyler and I did a double take. "In a fuck'in little car." I had known Ty long enough to know a "this is your fucking fault" face.
I awkwardly looked at my phone, I had a few text.
[Just now] Johnathan: dude coach is pissed AF!
[2:33 pm] Sahara Big @$$: Asshole! >:O
[2:30 pm] Jessica Drunk at club 5: Not showing up for our date? ;'(
[8:35 am] Mom: Please call! your father is sick you haven't returned any of my vm. You know we...
[3:05 am] Jessica Black jessica: U have my panties creep!
[12:00 am] (555) 555-5555: sav my number Rachael :x
I pretended to answer some text while we got into the car. It was a REAL squeeze because as you can see we are both really big guys. Tyler is at least 6'6" and I'm 6' 4" we both have beefy corn fed builds. I would say I am more muscular and tone than Tyler. I mean I don't fuck around at the gym I am a beast, I have a 6 pack!
Ty wouldn't talk to me the whole ride and by the time we got to the football stadium every one was already geared up to practice. We were only a few minutes late but the coach pulled Tyler aside. I didn't think anything of it so I just got my shit on and got out there on the field.
I was running and this asshole, Tyler, comes out of nowhere and starts shit with me.
"What the literal fuck!" he exclaimed.
"What the literal fuck you bro!" I replied. "Fuck."
"Guess what asshole we are benched this semester," Tyler was mad but I had no idea what was coming. Had I known I would have just let it go.
"Its my fault you suck?" as it turned out that maybe wasn't the right thing to say.
-A split second later!-
Tyler and I were yelling on the 40 yard line until we heard the coaches air-horn blow. "Gat'damn it!" He was mad too. Again if I had known how mad I would have just let it go.
"What's the deal benching us we are the best players on your team!" I asked nicely.
"NO!" Coach was like I said really mad, "Tyler is the best player on the team and would be quarterback if he would run with the right crowd and let your pot-smoking, clap-catching, party-crashing ass go but he has too much character and that is the ONLY thing that keeps you on the team at all.
"Your a fucking asshole," I wasn't gonna cry but maybe mist a bit from the eyes. I was humiliated this guy humiliated me. By the time he got done bitching me out everyone had already had time to casually move their training efforts within earshot. I had no choice but to walk away real indignant like. "Well fuck this shit!"
"Nick wait!" Tyler was not mad anymore but I didn't need or want his sympathy. I waked back to the dorm and got blazed, that's just weed. I passed out.
I woke up at 11pm in my dorm.
"Hey dude shower and get some clothes on you stink," it was total dickhead Tyler.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Besides you off the sofa stinking up the common room?"
"Come off it, WHAT?!"
"Well asshole," he rolled me onto the floor. I hit the floor with a thud. I was about to knock him in the fucking face but he said-
"I'm going to Club Trap you coming?!"
"Yeah," I loved Trap! Trap is a hip-hop club. I don't go for the music I go for the parking lot. You just can't find good weed on campus. Club Trap is really far you have to take State Line road.
"My girlfriend is going to let me borrow her intrepid," I could tell Tyler wasn't as trilled as I was, I had only gotten him to try weed twice once in High-school and once Freshman year. He likes to be in control. Not that I'm not in control when I smoke. I'm in total control.
The car ride was nice we talked about the good old days and that one time when I dared him to pee on an electric bug zapper. The club was really crowded so I basically just started asking around Tyler waited in the car. I came back with some weed and gave Tyler his change, well most of it.