A night to remember

Tonight had to be perfect; dinner was ready, the movie was rented, and upstairs he had just applied a newly scented air freshener: woodland pines, just as his boyfriend loved. It was their two year anniversary, and since Shawn had the day off from work he had wanted to pull a special surprise date night for him and his loving boyfriend Noah. 

Shawn checked his phone again, scrolling through the last text messages.

On your way home hun?

Yeah, work kept me late, be there soon!

Drive safe~

The blonde heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway: it was the unmistakable sound of Noah’s car. His boyfriend worked as a nurse’s assistant at the local hospital, so it was rare that he was home this early. Shawn riled up in giddy excitement as he waited patiently for his wonderful boyfriend to open the door. A clunk of the key in the lock and the front door swung open wide.

“Surpri-uhh hello?”

Instead of his chubby love, a muscular and well toned guy stood in the door frame, wearing a dark blue T-shirt, and bicycle shorts.

“Shawn! Long time no see nerd!”

The stranger came over and gave the blonde a crushing hug that nearly squeezed the air out of chest. From right behind, Noah appeared before giving the stunned Shawn a kiss on the cheek.

“Hi babe, you remember Ethan right? We ran into each other at the store earlier and he invited the two of us out for drinks!”

Shawn blinked for a second, trying to place the stranger's face: when he suddenly recognized that it was indeed Ethan. He had been an old classmate of theirs back in high school, but the last time Shawn had seen him he was scrawny, lanky and much shorter. It had been obvious that Ethan had a growth spurt, because now he was nearly six feet tall, his once skinny torso replaced with a six pack and muscular arms, as well as now sporting a much bigger package that showed through his tight bicycle shorts. 

“Wow…you’ve uh, grown a lot Ethan,” Shawn replied, a bit thrown for a loop. He stared down at the bulge for a second before shaking it off. 

Ethan sniggered, “Oh wow, you two are dating now? That’s new to me--I mean to be fair I think you did come out of the closet around that time didn’t you Shawn?”

The blonde turned red at the memory as Noah sniffed the air, “Oh wow, did you cook Shawn?”

Shawn looked longingly at the kitchen, where the slow cooked pot roast he had spent the afternoon preparing was waiting in the crock pot. 

“Yeah…but it’s fine, we can go out for drinks…” he muttered. 

Noah looked guilty, “I’m sorry Shawn, I didn’t mean to…”

Shawn was of course disappointed by this unexpected wrench in his surprise date plan, at the same time it really was nice to catch up with an old friend: he figured that a quick round at the bar would be fine, then he and Noah could have their date afterwards. Shawn quickly put on a smile for his boyfriend and pepped up his voice. 

“It’s okay, it’s really okay! It’ll be nice to catch up with Ethan and everything.”

Noah looked relieved as Ethan grinned widely, “Of course, this’ll be a night to remember!”

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Noah drove the group to the local bar in his car. The ride was fairly normal--talking about what they’ve been up to since graduating, their jobs and the TV shows and movies they’ve seen. Shawn sat in the passenger seat, vaguely listening to the smalltalk, occasionally pitching in, but mostly leaning on his arm and staring out the window. Despite this, he noticed in the driver’s mirror that Ethan was occasionally glancing up at him from the back seat, with an intentful stare. It sent a shiver of something down to his spine, but he swallowed it down. It was probably nothing.

They pulled into the parking lot of the Grand Tandy, a small Irish pub themed bar which Noah and Shawn had frequented in their college days. The three made their way inside, the smell of greasy food, cigarettes, and the body odor of the patrons hit Shawn’s nose. The three sat down at a nearby booth as Ethan got up to order a round of drinks from the trio.

Noah put his arm around his boyfriend, “Are you sure you’re okay Shawn? I mean, I wouldn’t have invited him out if I knew you had something special planned…”

The blonde leaned over and gave his boyfriend a kiss, “It’s fine Noah, it’s nice to catch up with old friends. Heck, it’s amazing how much bulk Ethan’s gotten since we last saw him.”

Noah giggled, “Yeah I know, he’s so muscular now! I remember people used to say he was a pencil back then!”

Shawn couldn’t stop himself from relishing the old memory, “Yeah, I mean you know I wanted to be a bodybuilder, but man Ethan is fit enough to be one now if he wanted to!”

Ethan returned with four mugs full of beer, managing to balance them all precisely as he slammed them down at the booth. 

“Uh, why did you get four mugs?” Shawn queried, raising a brow.

Ethan flashed a winning smile, “Wanted to play a little game—first one to finish theirs first gets to have the extra one!”

“I’d be down for that!” Noah chucked as he grabbed his mug and started drinking.

Ethan too chugged his mug, letting the foam run down his face. Shawn took a sip from his drink as well, but given how hard his boyfriend and Ethan were going, he knew one of them was going to have to be the designated driver. And he had been with Noah long enough to know that he was a bit--well, a lot of a lightweight.

“So nerds,” Ethan said, slamming his now half-finished mug into the table, “What have you been up to since we got the hell out of high school?”

“I’m working as a nurse…” Noah said, a bit of a slur in his words as he sat his glass down, “Well, I follow the nurses around and do their paperwork and stuff…”

The muscular man laughed, “Atta boy, making it up in the world!” He turned his gaze, “And you Shawn?”

The blonde took another sip of his beer, “Working as a private contractor: helping pull down gutters, fix up old infrastructure, that sort of thing.”

Ethan chuckled, “I knew it had to be something physical like that, you’ve got a bit of a six pack on ya!” 

He reached forward and poked Shawn in his sculpted ribs, the blonde swearing he had let his finger linger there for a bit longer than necessary.

“Oh yeeah, he’s hooooot! I love my maaaaan!” Noah laughed, spilling beer down his front. Only three fourths of the way through his first mug and Noah was already getting tipsy.

Ethan made a show of displaying his own six pack, lifting his shirt up and exposing the now toned construct of his chest. Shawn couldn’t help but stare: now he was much more up and close to it, he did have to admit to himself that Ethan was no longer the scrawny punk--he was actually kinda hot himself. The blonde inwardly blushed and took another sip of his drink. 

Noah had finally chugged the last of his beer and slammed the empty glass down.

“WINNAR! I AM…THE WINNAR!” His boyfriend bellowed cheerfully, swaying back and forth in his booth seat. 

Ethan let out a snort as he slid Noah the other full pint, “Go on buddy, you earned it!”

Shawn raised a brow with concern, “Uh Noah, hun, I think you should stop.”

Ethan came over and sat next to the big dog, giving him a slap on the shoulder, “Come on Shawn, lighten up! Let the nurse’s boy have a little fun!” 

“Yeeeeah… I can *hic* handle the boooooze Shaaawn…” Noah slurred, his face totally red and now downing the second glass with much effort. 

Ethan finished his own mug and eyed Shawn with the same look that he had seen from the back seat in the drive over. The blonde couldn’t place it, but it sent another shiver down his spine--not a shiver of fear, but one of hunger.

“Sooo, how long have you nerds been dating?” 

Noah had his head on the table after nearly polishing off the second glass in one swig, “I…Uh…S-Shawn… how long... weeee….”

The blonde made eye contact with their old friend, “Two years. Today is our anniversary.”

Noah drunkenly looked up, “Anna… ver…  sary?… oh… Shaaaw… I-I’m so sorreee…”

Ethan let out a snort, but his eyes let off something more challenging, “Whahaeeeey…well no better way to celebrate than with old friends!”

The bodybuilder laughed obnoxiously, which made Noah forget himself and start laughing too. Shawn deflated in his seat; this certainly wasn’t how he wanted this night to go.

“You gonna finish that?” Ethan asked, pointing at Shawn’s glass.

“I’m gonna drive us back, so no I’m not drinking anymore.”

“Well more for this guy then!” Ethan slid Shawn’s unfinished beer to his drunk boyfriend, who grabbed it and began chugging.

“Noah, seriously I think you’ve had enou-”

A fist slammed onto the table, and Shawn was shocked silent for a moment when he realized it was Ethan’s.

“Come now mate, it’s time for a celebration! Go on Noah, have it.”

Noah looked drunkenly at both his boyfriend, and then back at Ethan, who flashed him a winning smile. Noah seemed to slump as he began guiltily gulping down Shawn’s remaining beer. 

Ethan returned to his seat, smugly looking at Shawn, “So…you guys done it yet?”

The blonde nearly turned red, “Why would you ask that?”

Ethan made an O with one hand and slipped his finger through it suggestively, “Oh come on, two little gay lovers such as yourselves…I wanna hear about your first time. Was it awkward? Who was riding who? Did you do a 69 or doggy style?”

The third glass hit the table, now empty as Noah was completely smashed.

“F-Fun… eeey… storeeey… Shaw… andeye… never…. haaad… SECKS!” 

He chortled in a daze as Shawn glared at him, “Noah! Okay that’s it, we’re getting out of here. It was nice catching up with you Ethan, but we’re going home.”

Ethan stood up, “Eh, mind if I tag along, the bus stop is closer to your house than here.”

Shawn really wanted to say no, to leave Ethan here at the bar, but he also didn’t want to be a dick about it. He would drive them back, show him the door and deal with his intoxicated boyfriend.

“Alright fine.”

Noah was quite chubby, so it took both Shawn and Ethan to carry him by the arms to the car. They placed him in the backseat, buckling him as he moaned and lay limp like a sack of wet noodles. Ethan sat in the passenger’s seat while Shawn took the wheel, glaring straight ahead as he drove the trio home.

“Yo, Shawn man, sorry I didn’t mean to make it weird back there,” Ethan said plaintively. 

“It’s okay,” the blonde muttered under his breath. It was supposed to be him and Noah’s two year anniversary, but now the night was practically ruined. Noah would be too drunk to wake up, and all of their romantic plans would be shelved. He tried to keep his tone steady as the resentment boiled under his fur. 

“You know, I recently came out of the closet myself.”

That took Shawn by surprise as he briefly glanced over in Ethan’s direction.

“Knew ever since I was a teen, but you know, once I started working out and bulking up, people assume you do it for the ladies. And uh, when you surround yourself with those kinds of people, they expect you to be…into chicks. So they didn’t really react well when I finally told ‘em the truth.”

There was a moment of sympathy, Shawn’s coming out didn’t go so smoothly either--his parents were not at all pleased, and the girl he had been dating while he was still figuring things out never wanted to speak to him again. It was really only Noah who had been there to comfort him during those times, and it was part of the reason they had even gotten together in the first place.

“So you guys…seriously have never done it before?” 

Shawn turned red again, but it wasn’t as bad as before. “I…well, Noah doesn't really know much about sex. I’ve been wanting to ask him for a while, but we haven’t sat down properly and discussed if and when we should do it. I mean…Noah is sweet and all but he’s a little simple, so I’m not even sure if he knows what to do. I mean, I love cuddling and kissing but, we’ve been in this relationship for two years and I kinda want more out of it.”

Ethan leaned back in the seat, “Well, I’ve been around the bush and picked up a few things during my trips. I could show you a thing or two if you want, cutie.”

Before Shawn could answer the odd sentiment, he had made it to their street. He pulled the car into the driveway. Noah was passed out in the backseat, snoring as the alcohol had fully knocked him out cold. 

“Here, I’ll help you get him inside,” Ethan proclaimed as he and Shawn both lifted the unconscious boyfriend out of the car and carried him into the house. 

The pot roast was still in the slow cooker, a little overdone, but it would have to wait for another night. With Noah’s weight, Shawn reluctantly needed Ethan’s help to drag him upstairs to the bedroom. The two of them managed to get to the bedroom and roll Noah onto the mattress, where he flopped like a beached whale and began snoring loudly like a bear.

Shawn sat on the foot of the bed as Ethan sniffed the air, “Huh, smells like fresh pine in here.”

“I bought a special air freshener for this night: his favorite scent. And he’s too drunk to even notice now.” 

The blonde couldn’t help but place his face in his hands and whimper a little. He wasn't crying tears, but the night’s events led to a lot of inner frustration and resentments. The bed sank as Ethan sat down next to him. 

“This was our two year anniversary. I had dinner planned out, we were gonna watch a movie and…I was gonna propose we have sex tonight. I love Noah, I do, but he can be so inconsiderate. He invited you for drinks out of the blue instead of just rescheduling, he didn’t even seem to remember it was our anniversary, he just gets super drunk without even consulting me or thinking about how it’ll affect the rest of the night, and this is the first time he’s been home this early, and sometimes it’s like he doesn’t seem to care about my feelings and…”

He felt a pair of muscular arms resting on his shoulder as Ethan pulled him in. Shawn’s nose picked up the musky scent of his outfit …it smelt good almost, comforting.

“You wanna know how I knew I was gay?” said the stacked man. 

Shawn looked up into Ethan’s eyes; he was staring almost transfixed.

“I had the biggest crush on you back in high school. Even before you gained those muscles I thought you were the hottest guy in school. But, you know, I was Noah’s friend and he told me he had the hots for you so I had to back off. But man, part of the reason I even started bulking up was because I wanted to impress your ass. I mean, Noah is fine, but I bet you would really like something more raw and wild huh?”

Shawn’s mind was swirling with so many complicated feelings; the frustration towards the ruined date night and his unfulfilled virginity, the musk Ethan was letting off invaded his olfactory senses and began to cause him to lose focus. He felt his left hand being shifted from the bed and placed onto Ethan’s crotch bulge. All of a sudden the spell broke as he backed away from Ethan.

“I bet I’d make a much better boyfriend than him,” Ethan growled lustfully as he suddenly pulled Shawn’s head in, leaning forward and locked lips with the blonde.

The two of them were both stuck in an awkward kiss for a moment before Shawn backed away to the front of the bed, “What the hell man?!”

There was a hunger in Ethan’s eyes now; one that both scared and enticed the virgin blonde--it was a primal sexual desire that he had never seen in his two year relationship with Noah.

“I want you man, I’ve wanted you since we’ve met. You’re so goddamn hot, and I can’t hold it back anymore!”

The muscular man lunged towards Shawn and pinned him to the bed. The blonde frantically began to shout, but Ethan put a hand over his mouth. Wide-eyed, he turned to Noah, but his boyfriend was still passed out mere inches from him. A realization flashed into Shawn’s brain they had known Ethan way back when they had all first tried alcohol as stupid underage teens. He must’ve known Noah was still a major lightweight: that’s probably why he insisted Noah to keep drinking at the bar, and why he asked to drive back. Ethan had probably been waiting all night for this moment, why oh why didn’t he trust his own instincts?!

“If Noah isn’t gonna take your virginity, I might as well show you how it’s done!”

Shawn tried to struggle, trying to resist Ethan's sudden advance, but given how much stronger he was the blonde found himself easily overpowered. Ethan flipped Shawn onto his belly, sitting on his body to pin him in place as he began to strip Shawn nude.

“Hmm...I bet you like to sleep naked huh cutie?” Ethan whispered lustfully into the blonde’s ear as he first removed his shirt, pulling it over Shawn’s head.

Once the shirt had been stripped from the vulnerable blonde's body, before guiding his hand towards the blonde's shorts and slowly making his way toward Shawn's warm ass cheeks, pulling his pants and underwear down and leaving him only in his socks. 

Shawn tried to yelp out or whimper, but Ethan quickly took the shirt he had removed and wrapped it around his mouth: muffling him. Shawn desperately hoped Noah would wake up and see what was happening, but his boyfriend was still blissfully unconscious and snoring away. He wriggled in an attempt to escape, but the bodybuilder’s weight was too much and he found himself immobilized.

Ethan began to remove his own shirt, showcasing his full muscular figure. The blonde couldn’t help but blush as he stared at the chiseled chest--it was something that he did find attractive and it was a body figure Noah wasn’t even close to having. Ethan took Shawn’s shirt and stretched it into a makeshift rope, using it to tie Shawn’s arms behind his back. Now the blonde was hogtied and gagged: there would be no getting away from this situation. 

Ethan stood up, and dropped his bicycle shorts and underwear and the blush nearly permeated through Shawn’s cheeks: Ethan was huge; his cock was nearly twice as long and twice as girthy as his or Noah’s! Shawn could simply bite his lip as Ethan slowly slipped one of his hands onto his back and the other one grabbed his ass and lifted it high. A cold sweat broke out on Shawn’s brow; trying to yell into his muffle to wake Noah up.

“PRRREEESSS NOOO-UUH WAYYYKAHHHP!” he screamed into his gag, but it was useless, with how hammered Noah was there was no way that his boyfriend would regain consciousness anytime soon.

“Time to see how tight you really are,” came Ethan’s deep brassy voice growling into his ear. 

The blonde let out a small whimper as he could feel Ethan’s finger rubbing against his tight, virgin hole and softly applying tiny amounts of pressure. It sent static bursts of pleasure through the blonde’s mind; sensations he tried desperately to resist. He almost screamed in both horror and pleasure as he felt a wet tongue beginning to invade his private hole.

Shawn swallowed hard as he wriggled, feeling Ethan thoroughly rim him, his inner walls began to moisten from the stimulation but what was more embarrassing was that his own cock began to get hard and throb against the mattress.

"Mmmm…such a tight virgin ass…I know you’re clean too so I don’t gotta worry about catching any of that shit," Ethan had stuck his tongue in between Shawn’s tight buttcheeks, loosening his hole with his saliva.

Shawn was whining into his gag, squirming as much as he could as he started to breathe heavier. His cock was now rock hard and throbbing, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets and twitching on occasion from the stimulation of Ethan’s licking. 

The rimjob had gotten Shawn all hot and bothered, and more importantly--loose. Ethan removed his tongue out from the blonde’s ass and walked up behind him.

“You have no idea…how long I’ve wanted to do this…I’ve fantasized about this scenario for years…”

Ethan’s throbbing cock was primed and ready, and he slowly pressed his tip against Shawn’s already moistened hole and began to spread his ass cheeks apart. Shawn clenched his sphincter in to try and keep the invading dick out of him, but it did little to help as the bodybuilder’s thick member began to spread his anal ring wide and slide into his virgin tunnel. 

Shawn couldn’t believe this was happening: his boyfriend was next them, drunk and sleeping while he was being forcibly fucked by their high school friend. He shut his eyes tightly and growled into the gag as he felt Ethan’s hot cock violating his ass...he should hate this! He loved Noah, he didn’t want to lose his virginity this way! Yet somehow through all of it, the disgust of being roughhandled, the humiliation of being fucked right next to his own boyfriend, how rough Ethan was being with him; it was causing a heat to stir inside of him. His walls began involuntarily squeezing around the massive cock and clenching tight around it.

Ethan was panting hornily, beginning to sharply thrust into the blonde, making his entire body rock as he was pumped into the mattress, "God you're tight…not like those loose holes…from my trips…Fuck!"

Shawn let out a muffled moan as Ethan thrust his cock deeper into his tight passage, his body rocking and sparkles in his vision as each one set off a powerful wave of sensation. Tears began to stream down his face as he once again looked over to see Noah hadn’t moved at all--still drunkenly snoring away. Even if his boyfriend was awake, even if it was him pounding him instead of Ethan, would it really be the same? Would his soft and chubby boyfriend even be capable of providing the rough ride he was getting? Shawn revealed in the humiliation, clenching harder around Ethan’s cock, making his body rock--imagining Noah watching helpless as if they were in a bad cuckold porno. 

Ethan smiled as he felt Shawn’s inner walls milking his cock tight, he pressed deeper, trying to force his whole cock in now. He was taking in slow heavy breaths now, muffling something into the gag. Ethan was going to claim his prize, right here in his own bed. 

“CUUHHHMMMEEE.”

"What was that?" Ethan asked, responding with a powerful thrust bucking into him with the force only a true man could generate.

Shawn inhaled sharply, his body shaking under Ethan’s power as he shook beneath him, finally getting his mouth free from the shirt. 

"CUM IN ME!" he roared, his cock quivering and twitching wildly out of control.

With the two of them roaring in unison, both came at the same time: Ethan pushing his whole cock into Shawn, as his dick pumped glob after glob of semen into the blonde’s ass. Shawn finally came himself: exploding all over the sheets--thick milky white strands of semen. Ethan let out a rough moan as he extracted his spent penis out of Shawn’s ass, leaving both panting and huffing with effort. Noah still hadn’t woken up: loudly snoring mere inches from the two.

Ethan quickly got redressed, save for his shirt which he left tied around Shawn’s wrists. He went to the dresser and took out one of Shawn’s favorite shirts before slipping it on. After pulling up his bicycle shorts, Ethan pulled out his phone.

“Ah crap, gonna miss the last bus if I don’t get outta here. See ya Shawnie, let your boyfriend know I said goodbye when he eventually wakes his ass up. Maybe we can do this again sometime hot stuff~”

And just like that, he left. Ethan had just tied him up, fucked him right next to his boyfriend, and left as if he had merely come over for a visit. Shawn was a mess of emotions: he was of course infuriated and guilty that he had let Ethan forcibly take his virginity without his consent, he was mad that Noah had been too drunk to notice or stop it, and worse of all he was mad at himself because realized how much he enjoyed it. His heart fluttered at the thought of seeing the muscular man again, and letting him do that exact same thing to him twice: making his pathetic whelp of a boyfriend watch.

The blonde realized that Ethan had left him tied up, and his arms were still hogtied behind his back. He felt the cooling cum dripping from his gaping ass, on top of the massive sticky stain he had left in the sheets--how was he going to explain this to Noah?

His boyfriend still was unconscious, oblivious to the night’s events, and would likely not remember anything by the time he woke up. Whether or not Shawn could manage to untie himself before then was another story.