As Greg and Tyler were the only two single men in the small mining community where they lived it was only natural that they should hang out together. But lately Greg was beginning to think that was the only thing natural about their friendship.
After they had known each other a couple of months Tyler had admitted to Greg that he was gay. Greg had been a little uncomfortable, but as he had no one else to hang out with there was not too much he could do about the situation. And that's when Tyler had started coming on to him, like really coming on to him. It wasn't subtle at all, but despite this Greg had been a little flattered.
However, lately Tyler had been pushing the boundaries more and more and Greg feared that one day he might go all the way, although he had no real intention of doing so. Already Tyler had Greg creaming off on his chest once or twice a week. What Greg didn't know was that when Tyler went to the bathroom to clean up he would lick all of Greg's cum off his fingers. And each time Greg wanked off and creamed off on Tyler he would ask himself "why the hell did I do that?"
It was a Friday night and having nothing better to do Greg went over to see Tyler. He knew he would probably end the evening dropping a load but he didn't care. He would get a good meal, some good wine and Tyler really was a fascinating and interesting guy. If only he were a girl, thought Greg as he made his way over to Tyler's house.
Greg was a little to surprised to find that Tyler had a guest, and a female one at that. And what a stunner she was too, with a stunning figure and pretty face and long blond hair. Her skin was a light golden brown from being outdoors, and her body was toned as if from swimming or some other sport. When she smiled it lit up the whole room. She was so perfectly beautiful that Greg wondered if she was a lesbian, and that thought turned him on even more.
Tyler introduced Greg to Julia and started to prepare the meal. Greg and Julia chatted, about not very much at all; not enough to give the game away, at any rate. Well, if she was a lesbian, Greg wished he could be one too. Her nipples strained against the flimsy cloth of her cotton dress; she obviously wasn't wearing a bra and Greg found himself wondering if she was wearing panties. He could just imagine her damp, blond thatch and the pinkness of her welcome....His thickening cock forced him to adjust his position on the settee, crossing his legs to hide the fire in his loins.
After they had eaten Tyler opened another bottle of wine. He seemed really happy and light headed, and Greg almost felt a little jealous that he didn't have his friend's full attention. There was something exotic and a little dangerous about Tyler, and Greg was fascinated by him; he couldn't imagine himself getting his cock out for any other guy and wanking off until he shot his bolt. But somehow Tyler could make him do that, and Tyler could make him feel jealous, and this wine was going to his head, and Julia was so fucking hot he couldn't bear it.
'Hey Julia, come dance with me.' Tyler said as he put some music on.
Julia got up and Greg was really surprised to see how they were dancing. You'd never think that Tyler was gay; it was real skin to skin stuff, and watching the pair of them was getting Greg all hot and bothered. His cock was well on the way to being erect. He watched in amazement as Julia raked her red nails down the front of Tyler's jeans. His bulge looked a little larger than normal; was there something about Tyler that Greg didn't know. But how could there be when he had seen the look of pure lust in Tyler's eyes whenever he had watched him stroke his big cock to the point of eruption.
