The Heatwave - Part 1 (Patreon)

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"Pass that shit, bro" Nathan mumbled, and I handed him the fan that I'd been using for the last hour.

"I'm gonna fuckin' pass out, dude" he added, his eyelids heavy with sweat as he sprawled in the large beanbag.

"It's gotta be one hundred degrees, at least" I gasped, pouring more water down my throat.

The air in the dark bedroom was thick with humidity. Nathan had closed the curtains in an attempt to keep out the blistering sun but it had little effect, and the two of us cooked as we lay there.

"Sorry bro" he groaned as he pulled his sweat soaked t-shirt over his head "it's gotta' be done".

I nodded, imitating him until the two of us lay across from each other wearing only our shorts.

Nathan was nineteen, so had one year and about fifty pounds of muscle on me. He was the most health conscious person I knew, and had been that way since we were young teenagers. He had the body of a god because of it, and I couldn't help but glance down his sharp abs as beads of sweat trailed them.

I knew I was gay from a young age, but I'd yet to tell a soul. At eighteen, I had hoped to be a bit more open about the fact, especially since I'd yet to lose my V card. College was supposed to be my sexual awakening, and yet so far, the only thing it had awoken, was the alcoholic in me.

We'd been friends since we were in diapers, but it was only in recent times when I had started to think of him differently. He was beautiful, in a rugged, masculine type of way. It had allowed him the choice of any woman he wanted, and yet he remained single.

He ran his hand through his thick black hair and eyed me.

"Yo, dude" he groaned again "I'm gonna be straight with you, I need to get these shorts off before my balls get stuck to my ass".

The idea of watching my best friend as he lay naked and sweating made me stiffen almost instantly. I played it cool, shrugging and pretending to close my eyes as I lay back in my own beanbag.

The fit young man lifted his butt and dragged his black shorts down his muscular thighs. I watched between barely closed eyes as his boxer briefs followed them, and a chubby, long dick flopped out and smacked against his groin.

"Fuck that feels good" he gasped, pointing the fan at his junk so the delicious scent of his musky crotch wafted toward me.

I continued to stare, my eyes trailing down between his large, spread legs and finding a set of sagging, heavy balls resting under his chunky cock.

He looked magnificent as he lay naked, with his arms now spread out showing his ripe, hairy pits and his cock and balls hanging enticingly before me. I couldn't help but imagine what he would taste like, and the idea caused my semi to swell even further.

We continued to marinate in our own sweat as the fan blew warm air around the stifling bedroom, but suddenly I was less concerned about the heat, and more concerned with the hunk of beauty that lay across the room.

His head hung back now, which gave me the perfect opportunity to take a better look. I opened my eyes, studying every part of him from his large, dark nipples all the way down to his tasty looking toes. My erection was unyielding now, tenting my shorts so I stuffed my hand down and adjusted it.

My briefs were already moist from the warmth, but I could feel another patch, sticky and warm. My cock was leaking, and it wasn't hard to tell why.

I squeezed it slightly, my eyes still taking in Nathan's junk and bit my bottom lip to avoid moaning aloud.

Fuck, he was perfect.

Another bead of pre-cum spilled from my slit and down my hand. I was becoming increasingly horny, and the heat wasn't helping.

"What the fuck, bro?" Nathan's voice woke me from my fantasy and I instantly yanked my hand from my wet underwear.

"Were you just... Jerking off?" He asked, his eyes narrow as they bounced from my shorts to my face.

"No!" I barked "obviously fucking not, bro".

Nathan continued to stare at me as though I was a new species of insect, and I could feel my face become shamefully red.

"Dude, I just saw you" he said, and I wasn't sure how I was going to bullshit my way out of this one.

"I was... I was just scratching" I lied, my heart beating hard in my chest.

"So why is your hand covered in jizz?"

Without looking down, I wiped my hand on my shorts and closed my eyes. What the fuck would he think of me now? His best friend, a fag.

"That's fucked up dude" he said, but his legs still remained spread wide and the fan continued to blow his aroma toward me.

"Are you gay or something?"

"No!" I snapped again, becoming far too defensive to be believed.

The look on Nathan's face showed his scepticism and he studied me carefully for a moment before grinning.

"What?" I spat, becoming genuinely annoyed that my best friend refused to believe my blatant lie.

"Show me your dick right now" he shrugged "if you're not gay, it won't be hard".

"Fuck off" I snarled "I'm not showing you shit"

"Fine" Nathan smirked, raising his hips slightly to give me an even better view of his junk.

My own rod, which had softened due to the panic of being caught, instantly began to stiffen again. I looked away, desperately trying to think of something that would turn my stomach.

"Nah" he laughed "look at it, go on, if you're straight, it won't bother you".

I glanced back at it, eager to prove my straightness, but nothing was strong enough to replace the mouth watering image with anything that would dull my boner.

"Show it" he smirked "show it and I'll believe you".

"You're the one asking to see my dick" I growled "sounds gay as fuck to me!"

Nathan shrugged and stood up. His large cock hung limply over his full balls and my heart raced as I watched him.

"Or we can forget about it" he continued, stepping closer to me so that I was now looking up at his succulent tool.

"But then I won't let you suck it".

The words made my spit lodge in my throat and I coughed as I tried to work out if I'd just heard him correctly. Had Nathan Channing, my best friend and complete ladies man, really just said what I thought he had?

"The heat" he continued, wiping his brow as he swung his juicy cock side to side "it's made it a bit sweaty, but I guess you'll never know".

It was a trick. It had to be a trick. Surely he wasn't serious?

"Not gonna' lie, bro" he continued, and I watched in awe as he peeled back the long foreskin and revealed his large, deep red helmet. "I could really do with a throat to fuck, this weather gets me real horny".

My cock bulged in my shorts, and despite my best efforts, it was painfully obvious. Nathan found it with his eyes and smirked.

"Not gay, huh?" He said, grabbing the base of his dick and shaking it up and down.

"Who else knows?"

I felt a knot form in my stomach. Years of acting, years of joining in on conversations about hot chicks, it was all destroyed in an instant.

"Nobody" I mumbled, my face filled with shame.

"Good" Nathan nodded "because I don't want anybody finding out about what I'm gonna do to you".

"W... What?" I gasped, feeling another glob of pre-cum pour from my swollen cock.

"Get undressed, Tommy" he whispered in a low, stern voice "and let me see my new hole".