The marijuana and booze had a strange effect on me, however, and before I knew it, I began the tantalizing manipulation in earnest. He was like family to me I really should have let it go. I don't know why I decided to sexually tease James. I would never really try a tease on one of my good girl friends, it simply wasn't done. Being a fairly handsome guy, I have always been able to pull a successful tease with the girls I barely knew. Now, I have always been a fan of the tease. My roommates had both gone home to be with their families for the holidays, so James and I determined not to have a bad time, smoked some dope and began to drink. So, it was very surprising when he tried something the very first night we had to stay at the house alone. There were very few opportunities for us to be alone, so I never really had him hit on me. We shared our women, our food, our weed, anything I or my roommates had, James could use. We played golf, tennis, we swam, rode bikes, even partied very heartily. He, my two roommates and I were inseparable. James and I hit it off fast and soon began doing guy things together almost every day. They said they were still friends, but the relationship did not pan out for a variety of reasons. Laura had been dating me for about six months, when at a party, she introduced me to her ex. James and I were friends that had been introduced by a mutual female acquaintance. I only intended to tease and I found myself in a position I had never found myself in before.well, I really need to tell the story from the start. I had put him through hell, making promises of a night of wild, passionate sex between the two of us. He didn't answer he simply turned and left my room. I found that this young man had a healthy load that had been pent up for a long time. This was completely unexpected and I tried to dodge the plasma shots, but to no avail. It didn't take more than twelve or fifteen strokes and his cum was spewing all over my blanket, my face, across my lips, into my eyes. James pulled out his cock and began wanking it toward my face. "I get off on teasing people," I replied quietly, suddenly realizing that I was getting my kicks at other people's expense. "Why was your dick so damn hard throughout the whole thing?" "There's just one thing I want to ask you before I go to bed," James prodded. We'll talk about it in the morning," I sighed, resigned that I had chosen a crybaby to tease. "Shit no! I ain't no rapist.but I ought to beat the hell out of you, you sack of shit." "So are you going to rape me, James?" I questioned searching the distress in his eyes. "You're going to mess with the wrong guy one day and you're going to get your ass raped, you son of a bitch." I also noticed that the erection had not subsided and his cock seemed to be growing, if that could be possible. I also realized how horny he was as the pre-cum from his dick had soaked the front of his briefs. I had unwittingly stumbled on his secret and found out the hard way he had been looking for a lover. You certainly don't look like it and you hang with all the chicks and stuff." This guy was an athlete.
I really didn't realize you would take it so serious and no, I didn't know you were gay. Do I look like it?" He was really loud and I began to be afraid that the next door neighbor would call the cops. And another thing.why did you think I was gay.
"You told me you wanted it only a few minutes ago, but then you dropped your bombshell.You're not fucking gay, you insensitive bastard? Then why the hell did you tell me about that guy you had a fucking affair with. "If you're going to be in here, at least sit down.
"You jerk! I bet you're one of the most hated people on campus." James got up and stood with his hands on his underwear clad hips thrust unnaturally toward my face, his erect prick straining to find room to grow to its full glory. "Why, the fuck, did you lead me on," he countered. "Go to bed James, you know this can't happen," I said soothingly. There were no options in my plan, but for some reason I felt pity. I knew there really was nothing I could do to satisfy him. I had always been a tease and I would continue to be until the day I died, but my good friend knelt at the edge of my bed, crying his eyes out and I felt really bad about it. It never occurred to me that I was doing anything wrong.