Outed

When Stu and Tim arrived at Hillview Avenue, they split and went their separate ways home. The entire trip from school, had been a review of milking Alex. As one of the biggest and straightest guys on the team, the story of his forced ball emptying, was bound to be re-countered for years to come.

Truth be told they’d been a little nervous he’d work out who had drained him. Strangely, when the guy had been untied after training, he made no mention of being jerked off. He’d been uncharacteristically quiet and the team left uninformed. Despite being hazed by the group, he laughed freely and openly with the collective as they dressed and readied for home.

The wider feeling was this regular agitator, had been delivered justice for his previous team mischiefs.

* * *

When Friday arrived, the guys handed in their joint assignment. As predicted, it was an easy B. Halfway through the day’s last period, Tim declared his parents were planning on being away for a fortnight.

“Are you staying at ours?” Stu asked.

“That’s why I’m talking to you now.” Replied Tim. “I think Mum was calling your dad today.”

“Ok,” offered Stu, as if they’d been talking about the weather.

“It’s not like I can’t look after myself at home. Mum has crammed the freezer full of meals.” Assured Tim. “We should do a few nights at my place, since we’ll have it to ourselves.”

“That’s an excellent plan,” enthused Stu, “I’ve got some joints from Mario at home. We could get stoned and hit the on-line games.” Both were all grins.

* * *

Tim arrived at the Bolton household after dinner. His parents were planning a 4am departure the next morning, to beat the worst of the traffic.

“Hey.” Greeted Stuart, as Tim came in the kitchen back-door, his ruck sack fuller than usual.

“Hey.” Answered the teen, as he pushed the door closed and re-gripped his stuff. “Where’s your dad?”

“He’s out with his bowling club, end of week drinks.” Replied Stu, opening the fridge. “You want a juice?”

“Yeah.”

The pair downed their drinks as they sat at the kitchen table.

“You hear anything today about Alex’s birthday hazing.” Asked Tim.

“Nothing new. I was with a few of the guys who were teasing him on the way to ‘Wood Shop’, but it was just in fun.” Replied Stu. “He was giving as much lip back as he was getting.”

“He’s such a jock, we got him good I have to say.” Suggested Tim. “Do you think he worked out it wasn’t just his cum on the gag?”

“Wouldn’t know, but that was so fucken horny!” Agreed Stu, “I’m starting to chub in my shorts now, just thinking about it.”

“I expected him to say something when they untied him,” Said Tim. “He was quiet as a mouse though.”

“Thank fuck our birthdays are after we finish school at the end of the year.” Said Tim

“True, and no one will be doing shit like that at college next year.” Assured Stu. “Have you worked out where you’re going?”

“I looked at Valley Nights, the tech program on campus is more advanced than you’d think, for a tier two university.”

“Valley Nights? isn’t that way too quiet?” Asked Stu. “Why don’t you look at ‘Maidstone’, in Upstate. It’s next door to Worthington where I’m going. We can still hang.”

“That’s a possibility. That’s where dad got his degree, he’s pushing me in that direction.” Confirmed Tim. “Anyway, we don’t have to select Uni until the end of the year.”

“Yeah, but that’s only six months away.”

* * *

Juices done, the pair retreated to Stu’s bedroom, Tim dragging his ruck sack up the stairs.  

“I cleared that end section of the wardrobe for your stuff, just stack it in there.” Informed Stuart. “Not that you need much gear, you need to nude up boy.”

“Yeah, I know.” Sighed Tim, “I’m getting to it.” A minute later he stood naked.

“Hey, I’ve downloaded the latest Avenger movie.” Revealed Stu. “We could watch it on the big screen in the den.”

“Excellent, let’s do that immediately.” Replied Tim, as he stood naked, stowing the remainder of his gear.

“Later if you want, we could watch some porn up here. Maybe unload ourselves like we did for Alex.” Suggested Stu as he made to exit.”

“Another excellent suggestion,” enthused Tim, as he closed the cabinet and followed Stu to the landing.

The den was just off the side of the kitchen and living room. Originally an oversized office, it was now equipped with the biggest TV in the house. The 75” Samsung hung from the wall and made for great movie watching. With chips and drinks in place, the pair set about catching up on the latest installment of the franchise. 

Twenty minutes from the end of the movie, the boys heard the back door being unlocked and rattle open. Kevin had arrived home they surmised. Then they heard the voices of his visitors, he wasn’t alone then. As Stuart pulled himself forward out of his recliner, and went to the den door, Tim looked down at his state of undress and froze.

“Hey son,” greeted Kevin as he made for the fridge. “We just grabbed some late-night pizza.”

Kevin’s teammates had finally managed to get themselves into the house and were kicking off their boots.

“I thought Tim was coming over?” quizzed Kev.

“He did, he’s hiding in here.” Informed Stu. Tim felt his heart rate starting to lift.

“Hiding?” Asked Kev. “Is it the nudist thing?” Stu slightly smiled as he nodded, it was.

As Kevin had spoken, his friends had stopped and stood in curiosity over what was going on. Kev looked towards them and spoke a little louder, knowing Tim would be listening from the den.

“Guys,” he started. “Stuart’s friend Tim has recently decided he wants to try an alternate lifestyle. He’s experimenting with being a nudist.” Still in his recliner, Tim felt his face start to redden.

“Although the boys don’t believe us, we’ve all been teenagers.” Continued Kevin, “it’s a challenging time, finding out who you are. Are you guys willing to support Tim as he explores himself? I don’t want to embarrass anyone, that’s all.”

The team mates looked at each other, shrugged and looked back to their host.

“He can do what he wants,” said Sam. “It’s not going to worry me; I recall I did something similar in my youth.” The group was generally nodding.

“I grew up in a nudist household,” added Clem, “didn’t keep it, after I moved out, but who cares.” More nodding.

“I think we should eat,” interjected Trevor, “the kid can do what he wants.”

“Tim,” Kevin called. “You heard the guys. “They don’t give a shit. Can you come out and give Stuart a helping hand please?” Now Stu looked confused.

“Son, can you set the table, we need seven plates and five beers.” The boy nodded as Tim reluctantly dragged himself to the den door and into the kitchen.

“Ahh, here’s our shy one.” Announced Kevin as Tim made his bare arse appearance. “Tim this is Roy, Clem, Sam and Trevor.” One by one the men extended their hands, forcing the boy to walk the length of the room and shake.

“Good work on being you.” Offered Sam to the perplexed youth. “You’ve got nothing to worry about boy,” he continued, “you’ve a fine body there.” He added as he lightly slapped the boy on the back.

Stu arrived with the plates and handed them to Tim, and returned to fridge for the beer. The five men sat in wait, and immediately started reviewing the latest bowling gossip. Tim found himself simply hovering near the table, while he waited for Stu to return.

Beers distributed, the boys joined the men and sat pressed close together at the end of the table, the only vacant space. A minute later everyone was munching down hot pizza, it was delicious.  

With first mouthfuls washed down, Roy turned towards Tim.

“Are you on the team boy?” he asked, in a friendly but no-nonsense tone.

“Yes Sir,” he replied, “final year.”

“That’s good to hear.” Roy continued, “Stand up and let me look at you.” Tim thought he could already see too much, but he complied, hands at his sides. “Do you gym?”

“Yes Sir, Stu and I do two hours on Tuesdays, and another hour when we can.” Tim answered.

“Stand up Stu,” instructed Roy. The boy rose, “Take your shirt off.” He also complied, privately praying he wasn’t going to be asked to also nude up.

“Neither of you can probably see it, but your gym work is showing. You’re over developed for your age, which is how you can tell.” The bowling team were watching on silently, no one was prepared to interrupt.

“Turn on the spot slowly.” Roy continued. When the boys had returned to front and centre. He again faced Tim. “Can you do handstands boy?” he asked.

“Not very well.” The boy answered.

“Do one now, Stu, hold his legs when he gets them up there.” After he unfroze himself, Tim awkwardly managed to get himself inverted. Stu fumbled but managed to get hold and ensure his friend didn’t topple over. Tim’s junk hung this way and that, now four foot off the ground. “Hold as long as you can boy. Trevor, you time him.”

Roy turned back to his team members leaving Stu and Tim in their predicament.

“You guys ever been to a weigh-in at the wrestling?” The team members all shook their heads.

“There’s this weird myth, that if you can’t make your weight range, you should stand on your hands, like these guys.” He nodded to Tim and Stu. “I’ve never seen it work yet, but the number of guys happy to have their junk hanging around upside down is amazing. I’m talking dozens, and no one bats an eyelid.” Tim called down, and Stu did his clumsy best to assist.

“Twenty-seven,” called Trevor.

“Not bad,” Roy said praising a seriously red-faced Tim. “When you get to the gym, see if you can do those for a minute. You’re a little under-cooked in the shoulders and upper back.”

“I will sir,” Replied Tim as he retook his seat.

“You’ll never know when upper body strength will be needed, could save your arse one day.” Added Roy, as he resumed his drinking.     

The table chat returned to two or three side conversations, happening at once.

“Hey,” Interrupted Sam, “Trev, you’ve got that party coming up for Tony, don’t you?’

At twenty-seven, Trevor was youngest on the team. For weeks, he’d been hyping up a planned stag night for his best mate Tony.

“We had the buck’s party on the weekend, it was fucken wild!” he informed.

“Did you guys end up getting hookers?” Asked Sam.

“They booked three, and they all turned up!” Confirmed Trevor. “Usually, one of them would cancel, but they all came!”

“Did Tony fuck any of them?” Asked Sam, eagerly following the thread.

“Nah, he got zero action,” explained Trevor. “They juiced him with Viagra, stripped him and tied him to the wall spread eagle. Then one by one the guys fucked the hookers at his feet! He was rock hard all night!”

“That’s fucken hot!” exclaimed Clem. “I’m throwing wood just thinking about it.” The group laughed. Tim was mortified.

“Tim,” said Roy noting the boy had the easiest access towards the fridge. “Can you get me another beer?” Tim nodded and slowly stood and turned.

“You’re not the only one throwing wood Clem,” Smiled Sam as he nodded towards the fetching boy. “Tim’s enjoying the story as well.” The group turned to see Tim sporting a hard-on about 75% cooked. He half stopped on hearing his name, blushed and resumed his beer retrieval duties.

“Leave him alone,” chided Kevin, “he’s in the full flush of youth.”

“I wish my full-flush could have been as good as his is.” declared Sam. The group laughed, even Kevin. If it was possible, Tim reddened more.

“Don’t worry about it Tim, it’s natural, we’ve all had public boners.” The group nodded and resumed their side conversations. Tim willed his cock to deflate, eventually, it did.

“Dad, we’re going to finish the rest of our movie.” Said Stuart. ‘Thanks for the pizza.”

“No problem, we’ll finish up here,” he replied, “I’ll see you guys in the morning.”

The teenagers returned to their den.”

* * *

As the movie credits rolled up the screen, Tim pressed back deep into the seat and stretched his arms above his head. Seeing an opportunity, Stu reached across and took hold of his friend’s dick. Catching him off guard.

“Still up for some play?” the boy asked, holding on.

“Yeah, I need to unload.” Said Tim as he began to stiffen. Stu continued to work the hardening meat before him.

“Here?” Tim blurted, when he realised what was unfolding, Stu kept on task, bringing the boy to a rock-solid, full mast.

With Tim laying long in his recliner and Stu, body twisted to reach his meat. There was no way Tim could reach across to reciprocate, he elected to leave it be. Stu licked his palm and re-gripped the cock before him. Moisture quickly absorbed; Stu repeated dragging his tongue across his hand. Now he had the lubrication he wanted.

“You know, licking your hand after you’ve held me, is almost like sucking my cock.” Tim pointed out. Stu held station for a few seconds, contemplating what his friend had said. He frowned, shrugged and lowered his open mouth to the cock head below him. Tim went into complete shock; his best friend was giving him a blow job.

Stu initially concentrated on sucking the now shiny, skinned knob of the rigid shaft. From the end of the recliner, he heard Tim making a range of pleasure filled sounds, it spurred him on, even more. This was such a left of centre thing to be doing he could hardly believe it; in his own shorts, he was now as hard as steel. Shockingly he found he was nearing a blow of his own, without even touching himself! He moved to suck the cock deeper, driving Tim crazy. Stu felt his friend’s hands resting lightly on the back of his head, there was no pressure in the touch but just the contact caused Stu to fill his shorts. A second later, Tim declared he was going to blow. Stu pulled his mouth clear as a stream of white erupted from the boy, Stu continued to work the increasingly seed covered shaft.

When it was clear Tim was spent, Stu pulled back. The pair collapsed into the crush velvet recliners and took their time to recover.

Tim rose first, being careful not to let his load drip to the seat. A few seconds later Stu rose and moved to the kitchen. He returned with a handful of napkins which he passed to his naked, seed covered friend.

“Man, you didn’t get to blow.” Tim highlighted.

“I did dude, I blew in my shorts.” Stu corrected.

“Without touching?” Tim quizzed, to which Stu simply nodded, all smiles.

“Let’s head up to the bedroom and clean up properly.” He suggested.

When they arrived and closed the bedroom door behind them. Tim declared he was going to jump in the shower.

Stu set about freeing his sticky, cum covered junk. Job done, he went to the bathroom and began brushing his teeth. The pair always showered in front of each other, so it was situation normal.

“Dude, that was totally awesome.” Raved Tim as he reclined on his trundle bed, back to the wall. “I haven’t blown like that for ages.” Stu shrugged, staying quiet. Now he’d had time to think.

“What’s wrong man?” asked Tim.

“I just sucked a guy’s dick, dude. Your dick.” He replied sighing.

“Oh, did you think I expected you to?” Asked Tim, with a crease of concern.

“Nah, it was all me. It just suddenly felt like the most natural thing in the world to do.” Stu replied, “then I just did it. It was like, I knew how.”

“Did you have fun?” Tim asked.

“I did, so much fun I even blew my load without touching myself.” Stu confirmed, then paused. “Dude, what if I’m gay?” he continued. “What if I like everyone’s dick, not just yours?”

Tim stayed quiet, but without it being uncomfortable. Stu knew him well enough to know he was formulating his thoughts.

“We could be gay together?” he finally said.

“What are you saying?” Asked Stu.

“Well I don’t know if I’m gay or not,” the boy stared, “but when you started sucking my dick, the first thing I looked for, was how could I suck you at the same time.” Stu looked at him suspiciously. “I did! I just couldn’t work out how to get out of the chair, to make it happen.”   

“You’re just saying that. You don’t have to.” Stu retorted. “We’ll still be friends, even if I’m gay.”

Tim went to reply, but Stu kept on. “You’re forgetting. I saw how hard you were at pizza, when Dad’s friend was talking about the hookers being fucked. While you were getting wood at that, I was getting hard looking at your dick.”

For the second time in ten minutes, Tim regrouped his thoughts.

“I want to tell you two things, but I don’t want you to interrupt, ok?” He started.

“Ok,” replied Stu, confident he was ‘on to’ his friend’s flimsy story.

“First, remember the girl we met at the beach last summer,” Tim asked.

“Rosey, the one who gave you head in the sand dunes?” replied Stu, confused already.

“Yeah,” the boy started, “except she didn’t give me head. We held hands, kissed, but that’s all. Sorry, I lied.”

“You didn’t do anything?” Stu asked.

“No, she wouldn’t let me.” Revealed Tim. “Truth is, I’ve never done anything with anyone. I’m still a virgin.”

“Till tonight.” Offered Stu. “Now, you’ve had your first head job.”

“Oh yeah,” replied Tim, bright with the thought. “And it was fucken amazing. Thanks man, I mean it.” Stu remained quiet for a time, processing.

“You know, you’ve done more than me.” He advised, when he finally found his voice.

“Nah, you got with that chick, when we went to Alex’s party, last year,” countered Tim. “I can’t even remember her name.”

“Julie.” Replied Stu.

“Yeah, that’s right.” He confirmed to a head shaking Stu. “You mean you didn’t?

“I lied too.”

“So we’re both virgins?” Asked Tim.

“Well, technically you’re not,” grinned Stu, “You’ve at least had a head job.” Tim didn’t know what to say.

“What was the other thing?” Asked Stu, out of the blue.

“What do you mean?” quizzed Tim, in reply.

“You said there were two things, and I wasn’t allowed to interrupt.” Furnished Stu, “you’re a virgin. What was the other?” Tim took an obvious breath in. Then took his time.

“You know you said before, you got hard looking at my dick, at pizza.”

“I did,” confirmed Stu.

“Maybe, but you said I was excited because of the hooker fucking stories.” Informed Tim.

“I saw you.” Challenged Stu. “Sure, you weren’t 100% rock, but you were close.”

“I’m not saying I wasn’t boned up.” Countered Tim.

“What are you saying dude?” Asked Stu. “I’m confused.” Tim visibly swallowed, paused, and then dove in.

“I was cock solid, because the guy described how they tied the Buck up, and forced him hard with Viagra.” Revealed Tim. “I could picture it in my mind, that’s where the wood came from.” Stu was amazed, and quiet for an age.

“Dude, are you gay?” Stu asked.

“I didn’t think so,” replied Tim. “But, I’m sitting here wondering if you’re going to let me suck your cock? And, it’s all I can think about!” Tim’s dick visibly firmed. Stu took the sight in and felt his own meat swelling rapidly.

“Dude, I think we’re gay!” exclaimed Stu, all smiles. “I think we might be fags!” Tim sat back reflective.

“If I get to be gay with you,” replied Tim, meaning every well thought out word. “I’m going to be the gayest guy ever.”