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Uneven Friends (Original)
|The follow day, Chad tried to go about his business as
usual. But he felt haunted. He could taste Jake's jism in his
mouth all day, and as the shadows lengthened it got worse and
worse. He felt run down and worse, he felt dirty. When he
arrived home he went straight for the shower.
He stripped naked and stepped in to the hot shower. He
instantly felt the rushing water calm his nerves and loosen
his tension in his back and neck. Chad had not realised how
wound up he had been. After ten or fifteen minutes of soaking, he
began to rub himself absent-mindedly. He was semi-hard and
decided to encourage it. In the calm of the shower it felt to
stroke his dick. After about five minutes, he felt himself
nearing completion when all of a sudden the water turned freezing
cold. With a yell he fell backwards and out of the shower, landing
on his naked backside. Chad cursed under his breath, got up and
turned the shower off. The old water heating system in this
run down house had run out of hot water as usual.
After Chad had gotten dressed and done some study, he left
his room and went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Jake
was in the lounge room watching television and when he saw Jake,
he swallowed involuntarily at the memory of the previous evening.
Chad whipped himself up some two minute noodles and sat
himself down on the couch.
"Hey Jake, what's on?"
Jake picked up the television guide and had a quick glance at
it. "Not much, a repeat of the X-Files, Star Trek's on in about five
minutes." Chad nodded and started to eat his noodles.
They had watched television for a few hours and it was getting
late. Jake turned to Chad and was about to say something, when Chad
interrupted, "I know what you're about to say, Jake, and I agree ...
we shouldn't have done such a stupid thing last night. But you're not
getting your money back."
Jake laughed, "I wasn't about to say it was a mistake. I'm
happy with what happened last night."
Chad looked at Jake like he was crazy. Chad was sure his
black-haired friend had blown one hundred dollars. If it was Chad's
money, he would've been furious. Jake paused for a minute before
continuing, "In fact, I want to do it again, except I've only got
Chad stared at his friend in amazement, "Are you crazy???
There's no way I'm ever going to suck anyone's cock again, let
alone for anything less than one hundred dollars! I'm beginning
to think you're a poofter, Jake."
Jake was taken aback. "I'm not a queer, Chad. It's just,
that, all today I've been feeling a little bit ... energised,
with more vitality and, well, manly. I want to try it just
once more to be sure."
"No fucking way," Chad was really getting angry now. "It
was a mistake to do it in the first place. Even putting aside
the sexual stuff, we shouldn't be messing around with the occult
"Come on, Chad, just once more ... I'm willing to pay
Chad grabbed Jake by the collar. He was twice as large
as his scrawny friend Jake and he was using every muscle to
intimidate him, "No way ... and if you mention this to anyone else
ever ... I will beat the shit out of you and your magic book. Do
you understand me?"
Jake turned pale and stuttered, "I understand ... I'm
sorry. I won't mention it every again."
Chad let go of his friend and turned back to face the
television. They both lapsed in to silence. As Chad sat there
fuming he thought about the events of the previous evening.
What was so wrong with what he had done? He had explored a
possible source of magic with a friend and gotten paid a lot of
money for it. I mean, he reasoned to himself, if the magic had
really worked (and it hadn't), then he would have had access to
a real book of magic spells. Women gave men oral sex all the time,
and he'd heard many stories from his friends of mutual masturbation.
Hell, it wasn't something he hadn't read in a million porno stories.
In fact, the more Chad thought about it, the less important the
whole thing seemed. In fact, fifty dollars was still a lot of
money. A hell of a lot of money. With the hundred dollars from
last night, he would almost be able to pay off his entire rent bill.
His anger faded away and was replaced by regret. He had probably
blown his chance to make a quick fifty dollars! Chad glanced
across at Jake, perhaps it was not too late.
"Hey, Jake. Is that fifty dollars still on the table?"
Jake looked at him with surprise, "I thought you ...
sure!" Chad grinned and gestured to his friend, "Well, stand up,
open your wallet, I don't have all night."
Jake practically jumped up. He snatched his wallet off
the table and grabbed a fifty dollar note out. This one was
all crumpled and dirty, but Chad didn't care. Fifty dollars
was fifty dollars.
In a near exact repeat of last night, Chad sat on the
couch while Jake stood in front of him. Chad unzipped Jake's
pants and moved his mouth in to position. Chad put Jake's
dick in his mouth and started to mouth his mouth slightly.
Chad could smell the same musky smell from last night and
he realised how distasteful he found the whole situation. This
was definitely the last time he'd do this, Chad thought to
himself, it's just not my thing. Chad remained fairly inert
while Jake moved himself in and out. He came soon enough, and
once again the unexpectedness and force of it caused Chad to
swallow. Jake repeated the incantation and once again, Chad
felt weak as a wave of dizziness washed over him. Jake groaned
and after a few spasms, fell down on the couch, spent and
satisfied. He looked over at Chad and smiled, "That was great."
Chad felt pleased, "Thanks, man. But that was the last time."
Jake appeared not to hear him, but then said, "Sure man, whatever
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