Turn Around Bright Eyes

[tamk13]

Just want to say this story is completely made up by me and it is the first time I have written such a thing so please be kind

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Turn Around Bright Eyes!​

It was a typical Saturday morning if I wasn’t working. I was asleep in bed recovering from the night before. It was good night. Drank far too much, got night bus home and fell asleep still fully clothed. I was woken by some strange buzzing noise. It took me a few seconds to realise it was my phone going. Oh crap its work phoning

“Hello” I said in a rough voice.

“Hi Calvin, it is Jane here. How are you?” she said rather cheerfully.

“Em ok, how can I help you?” I said as politely as I could be because I could feel my stomach moving.

“Well we need some cover today, shop is short and we wouldn’t ask but we are desperate. Could you do a 12-10 shift?”

“I have plans tonight, I could work until nine o’clock but that is the latest I can do I’m afraid.”

“That’s great, thank you very much. We will see you at twelve.”

“Ok, bye” I said.


I closed the phone and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling. All I thought of was how stupid I was for undertaking that shift. Oh well at least I will get a bit of extra money I guess. I felt my stomach move again, crap. I got up quickly and ran to the sink to be sick. This is going to be a very long day I mutter going back to bed. Looking at the clock, it still said eight o’clock. That was the last thing I saw before I fell back asleep


Eleven am came flying round, it seemed like I had just closed my eyes before my alarm went off. So I got up and jumped in the shower. While I am showering I will tell you a bit about myself. I am nineteen, I live with my dad but he is often at his new girlfriend’s so I basically live alone. I moved to the west side of Edinburgh when my parents divorced two years ago. My mum and sister live in our old house on the south east side and most of my friends and work are there too so I drive over quite often. I work on a supermarket checkout but also I am often on the customer service desk dealing with returns and grumpy customers, which I like because I can be cheeky to them. I am Bisexual, I had a girlfriend for three years but when I was on holiday she sent a text to tell me she had slept with someone else and thinks we shouldn’t not date anymore. Since then I have just been hooking up with guys. To me, it’s just sex. Not a great life but I have never met a guy who has appealed to me. Most of the hook ups have been with older guys. I think some just liked the attention of a younger guy for once. I am five-ten, average build with blue eyes and dirty blond hair, often cut pretty short. Anyway, enough about me.

I hopped out the shower and chucked on my uniform as quickly as possible. I was running a bit late as per usual. Breakfast was the pizza from the night before and I was out the door. The drive to work was uneventful apart from the usual old women driving at fifty mph when it’s a seventy. I pulled up at work and clocked in. As I walked to the counters all I could think of was roll on nine to night.

Nine couldn’t have come any quicker. The shop was busy all day, only got a half hour coffee break and the biggest bunch of idiotic customers ever. One man asked if he had to pay to use the pay phone! All in a day’s work I guess. I headed over to Mike’s flat to get ready. We were going to his cousin’s house for a party. Lucky enough for me I had dropped my stuff off at Mike’s the previous night. I arrived and rushed up to his flat.

“Hiya pal,” he said with a big grin on his face. He was in his usual attire - just boxer shorts and socks.

“Alright mate, I brought some beer from work” I replied.

“Good stuff mate, chuck it in the fridge, I am going to jump in the shower just now, you can play the Xbox while you wait. You want a shower too?”

“Yeah mate if you don’t mind.”

“No problem, you can jump in after me. Help yourself to shampoo and all that jazz,” he said while walking away to the bathroom.

As I sat down on his sofa with the beer I had been dying for all day, I couldn’t help thinking about Mike in the shower. We have been best friends since beginning of Primary School (elementary for Americans). We had grown up together, had countless sleep over’s at each other’s houses, watched girlfriends come and go and I had even been in the room while he lost his virginity. We were very close but I had never told him I was bi or had done anything with a guy. It’s not that I thought he would have a problem with it or anything. I just think he wouldn’t be able to keep it to himself and I’m not ready for people to know yet. Back to Mike, he was shorter than me, maybe five-six or seven, brown hair, blue eyes and had a very twinkish body. He was very cute and proved popular with females and from what a few of his ex girlfriends have told me, fairly well hung.

He finally got out the shower and I took my turn, quick wash and shave and I was ready to get to this party. Neither Mike nor I knew who would be at this party apart from his cousin that we would know already but after a couple of beers the nerves faded. We were both pumped when the taxi came to pick us up.

“You ready mate, taxi’s here man,” MIke called from the hall.

“Sure man, got the keys” I shouted back.

“Yeah, you got the drink, that’s more important,” he laughed back.

“Hell, yeah boy!” I said closing the door behind me.

 

[tamk13]

Chapter 2​

We arrived outside the party house and the place was bouncing. We could hear the music and the sounds of people laughing and drunken singing. By this time it was half-eleven and the party had began at eight, so we were expecting half the people to be off their face by now. So, Mike and I were playing the game of catch up. Once we had walked up the path and gotten to the door we were met by Mike’s cousin Paul. Paul was another one I had known since he was about four. He had developed into a fine young man. He was now eighteen and was looking great. He was about 6 ft tall, thick black hair and a smile that could melt any man/woman’s heart. He had been working out a bit more too so was developing a nice body shape.

“Alright guys. What fucking kept ya’s?” Paul shouted at an incredible volume for someone who was standing less than a foot away from us.

“Hey, I’m guessing you have had quite a few beers then” Mike said laughing.

“Yeah I have” Paul said while giving a flash of that smile.

“Any fridge space left, got drink here that’s not getting any colder?” I asked Paul.

“Hell yeah man, just go to the garage and chuck it in the big fridge,” Paul said while closing the door.

The party was looking good. Paul had a fairly large house; it was an older one so it had big rooms with tall ceilings. To get to the garage I had to go through several rooms. The first I walked into was the living room, there was a massive sixty- inch TV on the wall and gathered round it was the rock band set with people playing each of the instruments. The singer was destroying a blink 182 song but the people in the room were finding it amusing.

The dining room was next, which had no one in it apart from me; there was a large table with four punch bowls filled with different coloured drinks with little cards saying what they were. Lots of new and used cups were left lying around. I stopped here to pick up a cup of Woo Woo cocktail, I couldn’t resist it. Then a young guy walked into the room. He was about my height, had dark ginger/brownish hair, bright blue eyes. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt with a yellow trim round the collar and baggy jeans. He looked like he had body of a footballer but with big arms. I think it was pretty obvious to him I had just stopped paying attention to what I was doing as I has just missed my mouth when attempting to take a drink and poured it all down my front. He stopped and looked at me and just laughed. I managed to rustle up a smile but my face must have been bright red.

“You sure you want anymore drink?” he said through a chuckle. His voice was deep and had a very strong Scottish accent; it was great to listen to.

“Oh yeah, better watch myself, the lethal forth drink,” I said sheepishly.

“Yeah that’s always the worst one. He said while leaving the room.

As he left I took the chance to look at his ass. Man it was great and the jeans he was wearing did it justice. It was a bubble butt if I had ever seen one and when he walked it sort of jiggled. It was so hot, he was just so hot. At this moment I started to feel movement in my jeans so I decided I had better get to the fridge quickly to get near the cold.

I left the dining room and entered the kitchen, it was smaller than most of the rooms in the house but it was really nice looking. It had the garage off to the side and a conservatory built on to the back wall which gave a good view into the garden which was pitch black apart from a few lights guiding along the path. There was a lot of people in the kitchen and I got a few hi’s and high fives as I walked through to the garage. It was built on to the house so it was pretty big, Paul’s parents could fit both their cars in it. The top end of the garage had been separated off by several work units. The other half was a games room. There was a snooker table, two old arcade game machines, two fridges, a dart board, several chairs and a couch. There was plenty space in the fridge. I think a lot of people didn’t realise it was there and Paul only let a few people use it. I put the beer in the fridge and took out one that had been chilled already. I leant against the pool table thinking of the guy. He was just amazing to look at and I had discovered my mission for the night… find out more about him.

An hour or so had passed since I had arrived. I was moving my way around the place talking with new people and joining in with drinking games and spin the bottle. This didn’t help the fact I was getting more drunk and hornier by the minute. I left the party games to get another beer, on the way to the garage I met Mike, and he gave the signal that he needs to chat to me. I pointed to the garage door to which he nodded.

“Man it’s crazy out there, some girl bit my arm,” Mike said showing me a mouth shaped mark on his arm.

“Why did she do that?”

“God knows, she kept touching me and telling me about how she’s just split from her boyfriend and feeling horny.”

“Clear signal or what
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“Tell me about it but a girl that has just bit my arm, I am not going to let go anywhere near my cock!”

“Yeah talk about a turn off, she seem a bit weird, which one was it?”

“The one with the red hair and the t-shirt that says ‘DIVA’, I think.”

“Note to self, stay away from Diva girl, you want another drink man?”

“Yeah give me another beer, is there anything I can get a shot of?”

“There is just Vodka and Jack Daniels.”

“Give me the Jack D, you doing one too?”

“Yeah why not?”

I poured some into two cups that where through in the garage. It was probably a fair bit more than a bar would serve as a shot.

“Cheers,” we said together touching cups

It tasted horrid. I hate Jack Daniels and have no idea why I ever drink it. After both of us pulling funny faces and taking a drink of beer to wash the taste out our mouths Mike started to speak again.

“So how are you finding it, I have been hearing you shout chug a few times.”

“I’m having a good time, I have been playing boat race and spin the bottle.”

“Spin the bottle eh? Anyone interesting you had to kiss?”

“Had about three girls, who were nothing special and four guys who were better than the girls!”
“Really?” Mike said. He gave me a look which was hard to read.

“Yeah, I think the girls are to drunk not really trying.”

“Ah ok, strange thing to say though man, better not let people hear you saying that sort of thing. Have you seen any hot looking girls yet? I saw one I am going to try chat up in a bit.”

I could feel that I was rather drunk and that Jack Daniels was kicking in and before I could stop myself saying anything it was out

“There are no girls that I think wow but there is one guy I would love to have a go at.”

Mike just looked at me with wide eyes, trying to take in what I had said. I just put my head in my hands and could feel hot tears of shame start to run down my cheeks.

 

[medic1]

I am really enjoying reading this fella when you going to be posting the next couple of chapters defo some writing talent here though hard to judge after only a couple of chapters.
Though so far not to bad at all buddy.

 

[Autolycus]

A good start - please continue.

 

[rocabar]

Very nice...pls. continue!

 

[pe_gay89]

Nice start. Please continue!

 

[tamk13]

Chapter 3



An awkward silence filled the garage. The only noise that could be heard was the sounds of laughter and a beat from the music next door. Mike was sitting in one of the chairs sipping his beer trying to work out what he had just been told. I was still on the pool table with my head in my hands with watery eyes. I don’t even know why I was crying, it not that I am ashamed of myself but I had just not expected to tell him in such a way. I started to think about how I told him “a guy I would love to have a go on” went through my head and the more I thought of it the more I could feel myself beginning to laugh. I let out a giggle that made Mikes head shoot straight up

“What are you laughing at?” he said is a way that didn’t sound angry but more surprised.

“Oh it’s nothing, just thinking the way I decided to tell you about....things was not the word choice I could of used” I said still staring at the floor.

“Yeah, it was funny though I have to admit” he said taking a huge swig of his beer. It must have given him a bit of courage because he began to talk.

“So are you...em...gay?

“No I’m not gay, I am bi.

“Bi?”

“Yeah bisexual, I like both.”

“Yeah I know what bi is. I’m not a retard. I’m just kind of surprised. I have never met anyone who plays for both sides.”

I shot him a dirty look.“Oh sorry am I not supposed to say stuff like that?

“Well I don’t mind you saying it to me but maybe not to other people.”

“Ok well how long have you known you were bi? Wait does that mean you have.....well...you know...been with a guy?”

“Well yeah, do you think I just woke up and decided today I fancy men? I said in a sarcastic tone but I didn’t know if he had picked that up.

“Sorry man I’m just asking.”

“It’s alright man; I was just being sarcastic anyway.”

“Oh right, didn’t pick up on that. Well how many have you been with and what is it like? Is it not weird?”

“Do you really want to know this stuff man?”

“Yeah, I’m just curious, I have not met a gay or bi guy before and it’s interesting.”

“Well ok. I have been with six guys before. All of them where different ages and from different place. It’s different from females but it feels........great, I’m not going to lie to you. Its more intense and you can tell what you doing is pleasing him.”

I was getting kind of turned on while telling him this. My mind was flashing back to the various sexual experiences I have had. I didn’t tell him it was a bit higher than 6, put it at 14 and it was a lot nearer the number but I didn’t want him to think I was a male whore.

Mike got up and got us another beer each. He took another drink and just looked at me looking like he wanted to say something but I cut him off before he could.

“Dude, I know this is a bit of a shock and it’s not anything like how I had to plan to tell you about all this but can you please just do one thing for me. I don’t want you to treat me any differently. I am just the same guy just one that like to spend private time with men.”

“You really are an ass sometime. I wouldn’t treat you any different. I may have found something else to rib you about but not in a bad way. Your my best mate and I would love you if you where gay, bi, straight, crippled and all that other shit.” I could feel my eyes watering up again but when I looked at Mike he was doing the same. I stood up and put my arms out for a hug to which he did the same. It was a long hug.

“Love you man” he said in to my shoulder.

“Love you to but now you’re the one acting like a gay.”

We both laughed as we ended the hug. Lifted up our beers did a toast and took a big drink. I had not felt so happy and felt like Mike and I had reach the point in our friendship that I know there is no getting rid of each other now.

 

[tamk13]

Chapter 4

As we continued to drink our beers, I was getting a hundred and one questions about what type of guys I like, etc. the garage door opened and the incredible hot guy walked in to the garage. Both Mike and I had stopped taking and stared at him. God he was looking hot. He stopped at the door, “Sorry, is this a bad time?” he asked.

“No mate it’s fine, we are just chatting,” Mike replied.

“Great, I am desperate for a beer and there is some strange girl going about biting people and I thought this would be a safe place to hide.”

“Ha ha, same here mate, she bit me on the arm,” Mike said showing his arm as if it was a war wound.

“Better get yourself tested mate, I go to school with her and let’s just say the village bike phrase gets used a fair bit.”

We all shared a laugh. Not only is he hot, he is funny too. I think I love this boy. I watch him come in the garage closing the door behind him. This gave me another chance to look at his amazing ass. It was so beautiful to look at; I swear this thing should be put in an art gallery it's that nice. As he walked past us to get to the fridge I followed him with my eye; watching his every step. I looked over at Mike who must have caught on to this as he was smirking and had an eyebrow raised. I gave him a look to say 'what?', which made him smile even more. When he got to the fridge he gave us the money shot. Lucky for me his beer was on the bottom shelf and he bent right over. I had to turn away as I could feel a boner coming on. Mike let out a laugh to which the guy turned round.

“You OK?” the hot guy asked.

“Em yeah, I was just thinking about....family guy,” Mike said clearly just making something up to try save himself.

“Oh yeah I love that show, got all the DVD’s at home. Which bit where you thinking of?”

I decided I should pipe up and help out Mike here. “We were just talking about it before you came in. It was the episode with James Woods.”

“Oh yeah that is a good episode,” the hot guy said sitting on the couch.

“What’s you name, mate?” Mike asked.

“Matt.”

“Cool, I’m Mike and that’s Calvin,” Mike said while shaking Matt’s hand.

“Yeah, I have met this dude already, when people walk into rooms he pours drinks over himself,” he said while shaking my hand.

He had a strong grip and stared into my eye. What I wouldn’t have done to just grab him and start kissing him right there. At that point I realised my boner was still going and it was clearly visible in my jeans. Matt when back and sat down not mentioning if he had noticed it or not.

The three of us spent the next hour or so helping ourselves to beers and chatting about most everything. We talked about TV shows we liked, sports, computer games and the people at the party. Matt revealed that he was in his last year of high school and in most of the same classes as Paul. He explained that most of the people here where in their classes and that they couldn’t handle their drinks very well. Just before we could get on to the subject of sex and all the gory details of what he’s into, his phone went

“Excuse me a sec. Hello...yeah I am....OK.....OK....right give me a second, bye.” As he hung up you could hear that his tone had changed for the worse. “Right guys I need to go, my lift is here. It has been really good to meet you both hopefully I will see you guys again.”

“Yeah Matt, take it easy,” Mike said bumping fists with Matt.

“Yeah man, no doubt we will see you at another party,” I said repeating the same action.

“Yeah I will be there if there is a party.”

“Hey man hold up,” Mike shouted. “What about a picture, Cal has a good camera on his phone.”

“Yeah sure, it’s been a good laugh with you guys,”

I set my phone up on timer mode for the picture, set it down on the unit and ran over for the pose. Mike was on the end with Matt in the middle and me on the other side. Matt put his arms round both of us. As we waited for the flash, I was admiring his strong arms and his smile he was putting on, he was so incredibly cute. The flash went off. Take another couple Matt said and we can do funny poses. Once the picture taking was over, Matt waved at us and left the through the door to the kitchen.

“Don’t need to thank me for the wanking material mate, just cut me out the picture,” Mike chuckled while slapping my back.

“Fuck off, I won’t be doing that,” I exclaimed.

“You are kidding right, the moment that guy walked in you had a boner and you couldn’t keep your eyes off him. I would be right in guessing that he is the one, and I quote, ‘would like to have a go on’.”

“You couldn’t be more wrong.” There was a brief pause before we both burst out laughing.

“What can I say? I came out to you little over an hour ago and you know me so well.”

“All in a day’s work as you mate. Holy crap man, it’s half four. We had better get going. But first, grab as much beer as we can carry.”

I have give Mike credit, he did know me far too well and he always has the ability to bring home more drink from a party than he came with. We grabbed a few beer bottles and started to walk to the front door. There were a lot of people asleep on the floor or on couches. One young guy was asleep on the kitchen unit. We managed to leave without anyone noticing and by a chance of luck a taxi was passing by that we caught and got back to Mikes flat.

Mike headed straight to bed as he had to go to work in a few hours. I got to his spare room and got undressed and jumped into bed. I just lay there thinking about what a night it had been. Mike had been unbelievable about the whole being bisexual thing. Then there was Matt. A gorgeous high school boy who was stunning and had an ass I could plough until next Christmas. The more I thought of him the more my cock grew. Flaccid it is about four inches but when it gets hard it grows to eight and a half inches. I was fully hard and trying to ignore it but it wasn’t working. So I decided to pull out my cock and have a quick wank before I got to sleep.

All I was thinking about was Matt as I was slowly stroking my cock. I got faster and faster as I thought about his big arms hugging me around my neck as we posed for pictures. His scent stuck in my brain. As I got close to climax I started thinking about his deep blue eyes staring in to mine when he shook my hand, his smile - everything about him. I suddenly shot four or five big strings of cum on to my stomach and more kept coming. It felt fantastic. I couldn’t be bothered going to the bathroom to clean up I used one of my socks to clean my stomach clear of cum. Once I had done that, I lay on my side with a grin on my face thinking about how I hope that wouldn’t be the last time I jacked off thinking about Matt.

I was soon in the land of dreams, no doubt thinking about Matt.

 

[pe_gay89]

Awesome work.

 

[Autolycus]

Excellent read - keep it going!

 

[latinoguy19]

Please, write more!