It Was Only A Kiss

As odd as it may seem, this was my own personal experience, which altered a great many things in my life. Set in December of 2008, toward the end of the first semester in college.

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It was only supposed to have been a kiss. A single kiss recorded to spite his girlfriend, who annoyed him to no end. The group of friends had been sitting in that Waffle House late on a Friday night when, during the conversation, Abby had told James, "Two men together is repulsive."

"Really? And yet you expect me to just allow you to sleep with any woman you wish? That's fucking rich." He'd spat. It wasn't even that he disagreed; it's just that he loathed hypocrisy. It didn't help that she'd said it loud enough for their friend Donny, who was gay though you'd never have known it to look at him, to hear as he was heading outside for a smoke.

"Wow, that's fucked up." Sarah piped up as she followed him out into the chilly night with a Camel flapping between her lips.

James watched as they left, a familiar pang of desire for the thin tomboy welling up in him alongside the disgust for Abby. Everyone else in the group had gone silent, waiting for Abby's response. She'd simply rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Whatever, I need a cigarette." He mumbled as he rose to follow his friends.

"Me too. Mind if I join you?" She'd asked.

"Yeah. I fucking do." He spat, storming outside.

He saw them sitting in Donnie's SUV to hide from the cold and beelined for it. They both greeted him as he entered the back seat where Donnie sat, while Sarah sat in the front, facing toward them with her back against the dash. "Sorry about that, man." James offered.

"Fucking hell." Sarah added as she exhaled smoke.

"It's fine." He answered. He sat relaxed, his arm out the window as he leaned back, his fitted jeans tight against his spread legs, his button-up slightly wrinkled as always. Donnie certainly gave off a devil-may-care vibe, which only helped his staggering charisma, and now was no different.

"I'm not going to make excuses, but you know how she is. It's not an excuse for her to be a fucking hypocrite."

"Yeah, I get you. She's getting fat anyway. It doesn't help that her personality is the equivalent of nails on a fucking chalkboard. Why exactly are you still with her? Because half the time it seems like you fucking hate the cunt."

James chuckled darkly, "Hammer on the fucking head, man. I don't know. Sex, I guess. That's really all we are at this point, even though she's hinting at marriage for some goddamn reason."

"Jesus..." Donnie hissed with a head shake.

The three of them spoke for a few minutes before Sarah turned to him and asked, "You really gonna let her say shit like that about your friends?"

He shook his head, "Fuck no. I'll make sure she's put to shame for it."

"What did you have in mind?" She asked curiously.

"I don't know. Some shit she'll hate. something that will strike her to the core. Just got to figure out what."

The silence stretched several moments before Sarah's lips cracked into a slow smile. "I have an idea... if you really want to piss her off."

"I'm listening."

"Give her a taste of her own medicine."

His heart skipped a beat. "How? What? You want to fuck me to get back at her?" He made it sound like a joke to avoid any awkwardness.

"Ha ha. No," she scrolled through her music before looking up at each of the men in turn. Donnie wore a knowing smile while James looked slightly lost. "Make out with Donnie. And let me record it. I can text her the video after."

"I'm in," Donnie rumbled.

"What? I'm not gay." James exclaimed.

"So?" Donnie asked.

"So? I'm not attracted to men. I donn't want to kiss you."

"I'm not asking you to marry me, dude. I'm asking you to kiss me for five seconds while Sarah films it. Big fucking deal. And then she will be absolutely humiliated."

He thought about it for several seconds before nodding at both of them. "Fine. Fuck it."

"Oooookay!" Sarah exclaimed as she put on Kittie's 'Do You Think I'm a Whore,' turned the cabin lights on, and prepared to record. "Ready when you are."

"Ready," James swallowed as he turned to face Donnie. He hadn't known what to expect, but it wasn't the sudden rough hand on his cheek or the assertiveness of Donnie as their lips crashed together. His stomach dropped in revulsion for just a moment before he began to take stock of the experience. It was strange feeling such a strong jaw and stubble against him, the forcefulness of it all sending his heart into overdrive. He was so stunned by it that he just sat there as their lips worked together. Then Donnie slid his tongue into his mouth, and he couldn't stop the small groan he made. That was when his brain caught up with the situation. He began kissing back, pushing into Donnie's mouth, his tongue scraping over stubble before clashing with the other man's.

He felt Donnie move, heard him moan as his hand came to rest on his thigh, squeezing and kneading it while their tongues dueled. He didn't realize how close Donnie had gotten until the other man sat up, and suddenly James was forced back. A hand landed on his opposite thigh, the other gripping his shirt as Donnie moved into him. Instead of pushing away, he felt his arm wrap around his friend's neck while the other planted itself firmly on his chest. Somewhere behind the pounding rhythm of the nü metal and the blood seeming to pound in his ears, he heard snippets of Sarah saying something about, "Goddamn... fucking... you were right... hot..." He honestly didn't give a shit in the moment.

He felt Donnie start to pull back, and he found himself following, wanting to keep their tongues entangled. Donnie pulled completely away, and James felt his heart slam into his chest. The reality of what just happened started to crash down on him--how much he liked it. Before he could say anything, Donnie kissed him again, slower this time. His hands slid up from his thighs to cup his face. Was this really happening? What was he doing? They had the footage so he could stop now, so why was he continuing? He felt the scratch of stubble on his neck as the other man's lips trailed down to his neck, and cologne filled his nostrils. He exhaled with pleasure loud enough to hear over the music, which Sarah had now turned down to better hear the two men's lips and James's soft moans as he nearly writhed against his friend's ministrations.

Donnie continued to kiss and suck his neck for several seconds, slowly moving toward his ear, where he gave a slight nip before whispering, "Fuck, this is making me hard."

James groaned, "I'm not gay."

"Well, lucky for you, I don't like gay men. Do you want to stop?" Donnie whispered, their lips nearly touching.

James shook his head. Glancing over at Sarah, who still held the camera with one hand while the other was sliding down into her pants.

William Control's 'Beautiful Loser' began to play its dark synth tones. Donnie kissed him again, this time taking his time to taste and explore every inch of James' mouth, occasionally stopping to bite or suck on his lower lip. James felt his pulse race as he moaned into the other man's mouth. His hands gripped the other man's shirt while his friend continued to nibble and suck his neck, then up his chin and along his jaw. He'd never been kissed like this before, never been so thoroughly taken over by someone else. Never having felt possessed by another, he'd never been put in a feminine role before. He found that he liked it. Sure, he'd fantasized about being with a man off and on for years, but he'd always assumed that all men had those thoughts and it was simply something they didn't talk about.

"Fuck, you're hot." Donnie groaned as his hands ran through James's hair, gently gripping it. The younger man moaned as his friend pulled his head back and began kissing his neck once more, trailing kisses across his shoulder, sliding the open V-neck of his shirt over as he did so, sucking and biting before working his way back up to James's lips. This time when their tongues clashed, it was James who aggressively pushed forward; he wanted to be tasted and explored. He wanted to be taken.

"Oh shit, James..." he heard Sarah say as he slid a hand up Donnie's thigh. He stopped when he felt the hard length in Donnie's pants, not realizing what it was until he felt it. His stomach dropped.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed, pushing away from Donnie as he gasped for air. His entire body felt hot as though he were suddenly drenched in sweat. He felt out of breath, almost nauseous.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to stop?" Donnie asked as he gently placed a hand on the other man's neck.

He nodded, "Yeah... fuck, man, I'm not gay. I don't know what the fuck just happened. I thought I did, but I'm not into men. That was too much."

Donnie leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. "It's okay."

He couldn't deny that the kiss was pleasurable. He also couldn't deny that he felt the cold wetness of precum, which clung to his boxers on his thigh as he shifted. The sickness went away as quickly as it had come, and he once again placed his hand on the hard rod that strained beneath his jeans before slowly running his hand back and forth along its length.

"Fuck, man." He mumbled, glancing at Sarah, who still recorded, her other wrist slowly rotating just above the waistline of her unbuttoned jeans.

He heard the words of the song's second verse, "I wanna fuck, fuck, fuck; I wanna fuck till we bleed, and it's a time crush, baby. I don't want to believe this is my last night on earth, my fucking hell."

He swallowed hard and began unbuttoning Donnie's pants as they continued to kiss.

"I'll never love again..." the song sang.

James' heart pounded in his chest, his nerves on edge as he slowly worked his friend's zipper down. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but at the same time he'd never been so aroused in his life. He wanted to do this. Wanted to do this thing that everyone he'd ever known said was evil and degenerate.

"I'm ready," Donnie whispered as he pulled back. "But only if you want to. If you don't, then I'll leave you alone."

He swallowed hard, his hands shaking as he looked at his friend, their eyes locking for a moment before he turned to look at Sarah, who'd been watching the entire time. Her eyes were wide and her breathing heavy, her wrist rotating faster and faster as she rubbed herself beneath her jeans.

He pulled his cock and balls out and just stared for several moments. The head of his cock was dark and swollen, the shaft thick and firm, a single thick branching vein running the length.

"Fuck," James hissed.

"Like it?" Donnie asked.

He nodded, "Fuck yes. I think I do." He turned to Sarah and saw that she was now thrusting her fingers in and out of her cunt, her pants pushed down around her ankles and bunched against her dirty red Converse, the camera still firmly held in her free hand. "Are you enjoying yourself?" James asked as he looked at her.

She nodded vigorously, her face flushed.

"Well, don't finish too soon. Put your hand on the seat. I want you to watch up close." He ordered. She groaned but complied.

He turned back to Donnie, who once again took charge. He reached over and grabbed James's shirt and pulled him into a passionate kiss. The younger man moaned into his friend's mouth as they made out, and he began to lightly stroke his cock. He wasn't sure what he expected, but it certainly wasn't the hard rod of flesh that pulsated in his hand or the smooth, tight balls that lay beneath it. He continued to kiss and jerk off his friend for several moments before leaning down and giving the head of his cock a hesitant lick. The taste was similar to his own, though slightly saltier. He found that he liked it and continued to lick around the head. He felt Donnie's fingers in his hair as he began to take his friend's cock in, slowly moving down the shaft while his hand played with his balls. He was surprised by the spongy flesh of the head, marveling at the small things he'd never even considered.

He felt the head hit the back of his throat and gagged. He pulled back, a thin strand of spit stretching from his lip to Donnie's dick. He felt something in him snap. He wanted this cock, and he wanted it now. He grabbed it and began to bob his head up and down, his other hand moving down to cup his friend's balls, squeezing and gently tugging. He heard Donnie moan, and his heart soared. He didn't suck, but instead let his wet mouth and tongue do all the work. He personally hated his own dick actually being sucked and had nearly slapped multiple girls who had tried to do so to him in the past. Instead he focused on tonguing his friend's head and shaft, tasting every inch of it, feeling every vein and ridge as it slid over his tongue and lips.

"Holy fucking shit!" He heard Sarah exclaim as she stared down at the two men.

He pulled off with a sloppy pop before turning to her. "Do you want to taste it?"

"Fuck yes!"

He leaned over and kissed her deeply while he felt his own belt being roughly undone. He let go of Donnie's cock and began unbuttoning his jeans. Sarah took the opportunity to kiss his neck, nibbling and biting as she trailed down toward his chest. He felt his pants sliding off, the cool air of the SUV on his thighs and cock. Donnie grabbed his legs and began pulling him down onto his lap while Sarah shifted over to make room.

"Put the fucking camera somewhere it can see." James ordered. She set it up on the dash and made sure it was angled properly. She moved back between his legs and began running her hands up his thighs. He watched as she kissed up his thigh until she reached his tented boxers. He felt her pull them down and gasped as his cock sprang free. He ground back into Donnie as he felt the hard shaft lying between his ass cheeks.

"Keep that shit on." Donnie growled at Sarah as she began to remove her shirt.

James saw her freeze for a moment before nodding. He felt a pang of disappointment before he felt the taller man's lips on his back and essentially forgot about his crush who sat in front of him. His eyes fluttered shut as Donnie worked his way up, pulling him down, kissing and sucking on his neck. He felt a hand slip around his waist, grabbing his cock, slowly stroking it.

"Oh, fuck!" He exclaimed, pushing back into the other man.

Sarah leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "What do you want?" She asked as she ran a hand through his hair.

"Take my shirt off. Ni-nipples." He gasped.

She nodded and began pulling his shirt off while Donnie continued to stroke his cock and suck on his neck. He felt like a girl being wooed by her lover, except this time there was another man's cock between his ass cheeks, and he was enjoying every second of it. His shirt slid up, and Sarah pulled it off of him. Her hands explored his chest while their lips met. He felt her flick his nipples before tugging at the moderate hair of his chest. He groaned into her mouth and pushed back into Donnie. He felt the other man's cock move lower, his hand pulling his ass cheeks apart so that the head of his dick was now pressed against his hole.

"You ready?" Donnie whispered.

He nodded, "I want you to fuck me."

"Sarah, there's lube in the glove box." He ordered.

She complied and passed the bottle back. Donnie quickly coated his cock in it before squirting some onto his fingers, which he proceeded to push into James's tight asshole. The younger man gasped as he felt the first finger enter him. He'd never been entered by anything more than his girlfriend's tongue before, and the sensation was strange but enjoyable. He leaned forward into Sarah, who took his nipples into her mouth, gently sucking and licking on them. "Sarah, get a close-up of this. I want it recorded." James ordered as he pushed two more fingers into his friend.

She shifted, reaching over to pick up the camera from the holder, zooming in on James's face as he gasped and moaned.

"Fucking hell," James hissed. "Fuck me already."

Sarah leaned back, getting a full shot of both men to document a turning point in her crush's life. She was quite pleased with herself for coming up with the idea. She'd never thought it would end up like this.

James felt Donnie adjust behind him and push his legs apart before, hands on his hips, he slowly pushed into him. He felt the head of his friend's cock press against his hole, then the pressure as it began to spread him open.

"Oh, fuck!" He moaned. It hurt more than he'd expected, but he didn't want to stop. He pushed back, forcing the head inside him.

"Jesus Christ, James! You're tight as fuck."

He leaned back into him as he bore the momentary pain. "Well, I'm a virgin, so I'd expect to be." He grunted as Sarah stared fixated at the scene before her.

"Do you want me to stop?" Donnie asked.

"No!" James answered as he pushed back again, feeling Donnie slide another inch into him. "Keep going." He groaned as he turned his head toward him.

Donnie nodded, leaning forward and kissing the other man as he slowly slid the rest of his cock into him. He heard James groan into his mouth before the other man adjusted, moving his hips up and down slightly, getting used to the feel of the cock that filled him. Donnie took the opportunity to reach around, taking James's cock in his hand while his other one went around his neck, pulling him into another kiss as he slowly began to fuck him. The two men moaned into each other's mouths as Donnie slowly thrust in and out of his friend, his balls slapping against his ass, their bodies moving together.

"Fuck yes!" James sighed in ecstasy as the pain was replaced by a new and overwhelming pleasure.

Donnie pulled him closer as they continued to kiss and fuck. James's eyes fluttered shut as he enjoyed the feeling of being fucked and jerked off at the same time. His hands gripped Sarah's thighs tightly as she moved down to suck and nibble on his pink nipples, occasionally running a finger along the base of Donnie's shaft as he pumped in and out of James's ass.

"Oh shit." He sighed as he felt his orgasm building. His dick wasn't even being touched, and he could feel it building! "I'm going to fucking cum!" He exclaimed as Donnie pumped his cock even harder, rocking the SUV with every motion. The popping sound of flesh slapping flesh was enhanced in the enclosed space and rang out as James began to moan with each thrust. His dick practically oozed cum down his shaft and onto his balls as he was bounced on the other man's lap.

"Oh, fuck yes! Looks like someone's turned." Donnie grunted as his balls slapped James's ass harder and harder.

He looked through the windshield to see his girlfriend and a couple of others staring with mouths agape under the streetlight at the two men illuminated beneath the interior SUV lights. James didn't give a shit. He was in a state of absolute ecstasy. "Oh, goddamn! Shit! I'm going to pee!" He moaned.

"No, you're not." Donnie grunted knowingly as he fucked him even harder while Sarah's tongue danced and nipped at his nipples.

He felt his cock throb, and then, as Donnie hit his prostate, his body went rigid and he shot his load. Thick ropes of cum spurted out of him, his balls spasming and his eyes rolling back in his head. "Oh, fuck! Fuck!" He yelled as his cum continued to pour from his dick. Donnie was right; he didn't piss. He was simply having the absolute best orgasm of his life. Thick ropes of cum shot up forcefully, hitting Sarah on the neck and her shirt before falling down her stomach and thighs.

"Holy fucking shit, that's hot." She groaned.

Donnie didn't stop fucking him but continued to thrust into his friend, his pace picking up speed. The young man was too busy in his post-orgasm state to do anything besides gasp and moan.

"Jesus fuck!" James grunted as powerful hands gripped his perfect ass cheeks and lifted him up only to slam him down as Donnie bottomed out over and over again.

"You like it when I fuck your little gay ass? Huh? You like me filling that shit with my cock? You're going to be limping tomorrow, bitch."

"Gnnhh" was all he could utter as he was fucked senseless. He was amazed that even after he'd come, he was still hard, still just as horny, and now absolutely sure about his sexuality. He'd never been one for dirty talk but now found himself turned on by it.

"Gonna fucking pump your little gay ass full of my cum. Is that what you want? Want my cum?"

"YES! Fuck yes!" James grunted, his eyes rolling back in his head as the other man picked up speed. "FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH!"

He looked out the windshield to see a crowd of his peers beginning to form, his girlfriend red-faced at the forefront. He smiled weakly as he shoved Sarah's face into his crotch while turning to kiss the other man, one arm around the back of Donnie's neck.

"Fuck, you're such a faggot."

He groaned, "Yes, I am."

Donnie's body went tense, his thrusts becoming erratic, and then James felt a warm sensation fill his insides. He felt his friend's cock pulsating inside him, sending hot seed up into his body. "Oh, fuck," Donnie grunted. "Yes. Yes. FUCK YES!" He slammed the smaller man down, their bodies crashing together as he came deep inside his bowels.

James kissed him, moaning into the other man's mouth as he felt the cum pouring into him and felt the thick rod twitching and jerking within his bowels. His hand was on the back of the other man's neck, holding him close, their tongues entwining. He tightened his sphincter in time with every pulse, doing his best to milk him for all he had as Sarah continued to slide up and down his pole.

"Holy fucking shit," Donnie gasped as he pulled back.

"Oh my fucking god." James sighed.

Donnie pulled out, his cum-covered cock slapping against his leg as the head popped out. James groaned at the sudden emptiness, missing the feeling of being filled immediately. "Fuck," he sighed, looking out the window and seeing his girlfriend glaring at him as Sarah once again took his cock in her mouth.

"How did that feel?" Donnie asked.

"Incredible. I think I might be gay."

Sarah moaned at the admission, speeding her ministrations while vigorously working her clothes.

"Yeah, I think you are." Donnie answered. "But that's okay. You'll get used to it."

James felt his cock begin to twitch, his balls beginning to tighten. "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. I'm going to come again."

He looked outside and saw his girlfriend's jaw hanging slack, her face a mix of anger and disgust. He turned his attention back to Sarah, his hands on the back of her head as she sucked and bobbed. His breath quickened, his muscles tensed, and then his cock jerked and swelled in her mouth. She pulled back, and his cock exploded, the tip aimed directly at her face; her eyes crossed as she stared at it. Thick ropes of cum coated her face, splattering against her eyelid, covering her eyebrow, her hair, and her cheeks. He grabbed her and pulled her up, his tongue sliding over the warm goo before shoving his tongue into her mouth, tasting himself without shame, not caring that his girlfriend, his ex-girlfriend, was watching and that everyone would know about this by morning. He didn't care. A softening dick was in his ass while she sampled his own seed on a woman's lips as she came. How many people could say that?

"Fucking Christ," Sarah sighed as she came down, "that was incredible."

"It was," James agreed.

"So you're gay now?" She asked with a laugh.

"I don't think I'm gay. I think I just like guys."

"Same thing," Donnie laughed.

"Yeah," he admitted sheepishly.

"You know the entire school will know about this by morning." Sarah mused as she pulled her pants back on.

"Yeah, I figured." James answered. "I'm not ashamed."

"Really?"

"I'm not. This is who I am. It's not something I was planning or ever thought would happen, but I'm glad it did. And I got to make out with you."

"Awww!" Sarah laughed.

"You're a good kisser. Maybe we sho-"

"What the fuck, James!?" Abby screamed, banging her fists against the glass.

"Oh, fuck." He answered, giving her the finger as he kissed Donnie again.

"Fucking... faggot!" She spat, storming off.

"Well, that's one thing down." He sighed.

"Yep. So are you staying the night at my place?" Donnie asked, pulling his pants up.

"I hadn't planned on it, but I'd love to."

"Well, let's get dressed. I'm going to need a shower before round two."

"What about you, Sarah?" James asked, not wanting to leave her out.

"I'd love to, but I have work in the morning."

"Alright. Thanks for the help."

She laughed, "No problem. Have fun."

"Oh, I will." James answered.

The End.