JBL Prologue | Best friends push their boundaries.

All characters are over the age of 18. A fun little prologue to JBL. Enjoy!

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From Louis' POV

"And I can help you whenever you need, just give me a shout ok?" I lean against the weight's rack, chatting with the hot latina in front of me. Myra's her name, as I just found out. I've been looking for an in to talk to her for weeks now at the gym and today she suddenly asked me to help her move some weights for the squats rack.

"Thanks again." She smiles up at me as she lowers her head to tie up her hair. I nod politely and give a little wave before turning away to go back to my leg workout.

At least the first step is done. I can try to get her number or something later on. No need to rush anything at the moment.

"Dude, stand up straight. What's wrong with you?" Blake slaps me on the back as I get back to the machine and I pull my shoulders back to push out my chest. "She's into you ... maybe."

"Yeah maybe," I say while trying to sound casual about it.

"I could go talk to her for you," He muses. "What's her name?"

"NO!" I jerk my head up to give him my most serious look. Blake grins at me with that fucking mischevious smirk and he's up and is already gone before I can say anything else. I watch his tall figure in his tight white gym shirt walk away from me and towards Myra.

"Asshole," I whisper under my breath and pretend to get to my leg presses, all the while checking out their conversation as discreetly as possible.

He better fucking not. I am going to kill him if he steals this girl. He knows I've been interested for so long.

Blake is a natural with chicks and I can't help but get jealous watching him interact so easily with girls and the way they immediately tilt their head and...

Yup. There it is. I see Myra tilt her head and lean onto the squats rack and smile while looking up at him. Blake puts his arm up on the rack and tilts his head the same way, switching his hat with his other hand to wear it backwards.

FUCK. I push and grunt on my last leg press. Fuck this shit.

I grab my things and exit through the gym's automatic doors. He can find his own fucking way home. If this asshole can spend so much time fucking with my life, maybe he can get his car fixed instead of leeching off me.

"Hey!" I hear Blake shouts from behind me. "You were just going to leave without me?"

"Fuck off man," I say while unlocking the car and getting in

"If you dig her, just ask her out already. I'm not going to wait forever, you know." He gets into the passenger seat. "Relax. We just chatted a bit. That's all."

"I'm working on it," I say to him defensively, secretly relieved he didn't decide to make a move on her, and we drive off to my place. We had planned to game and hang out for a bit after our gym session.

At my place, we set down our stuff at the foot of the couch and I get out a couple glasses from the kitchen.

"You mind if I shower dude?" Blake asks, and it reminds me that we left in such a rush we didn't even have a chance to change.

"Sure. Corona?" I lean down towards the bottom shelf of the fridge.

"Yeah" He calls affirmatively while walking away and closes the bathroom door. I pull together my protein shake and down it as quickly as I can. Nasty, but necessary. I pull off my tanktop and stretch out my chest. I've definitely made some good progress at the gym this month, so it's not time to give up. Sniffing my right pit quickly, I scrunch up my nose and shake my head. I'm going to have to shower after him before we game.

A couple minutes later, Blake comes out with a towel around his waist, his chest a bit red from the hot water. His damp hair swings in front of his forehead as he moves around.

"You said corona right?" He beams me a smile and I can admit I see why all the girls love him. Handsome motherfucker.

I pass him his drink and walk into the steamy bathroom and begin my shower.

When I come out with the towel around my waist, I see Blake sitting on the left side of the couch with still just a towel around his waist, with his right left arm on the backrest. The sunlight shines across his chest, detailing the light blond fur he has over his pecs.

"Dude your chest is swoll." Blake gives me a nod of appreciation as he admires the lines on my pecs.

"Thanks." I slap my right pec a bit from the bottom. "I've been eating a lot of chicken breast. I read somewhere that it works". I adjust my posture to puff out my chest.

"You got better tits than that Myra chick," he jokes and drinks from his bottle.

"Shut up." I decide to sit on the couch with just the towel as well since Blake is comfortable with doing that. It sure saves some effort in digging through my bag, and plus the weather is hot enough that it would be uncomfortable to put on a shirt so soon after showering.

"Seriously." He reaches over and cups my left pec . He squeezes a bit and lifts the muscle up. "Fucking god tier bro."

I look down at his large hand holding me and then over at him. His eyes are fixated on my chest and his fingers gently feel the shape of my pec.

Oh! His thumbs grazed my nipple. I feel the sensation of getting hard start in my crotch and I quickly shift my body so he'd get the hint to let go of my chest. Fuck, I hate how my nipples are so sensitive like that.

I lean over and grab the remote, flipping through shows on the streaming service rapidly for something decent is watch. My dick continues to betray me and get harder, and I can't seem to stop its rise no matter how much I will it not to. It's too late now to stand up and try to find some clothes

Blake leans back into his seat and takes a swig of beer.

"Dude she's hot." He points the bottle tip towards the screen at the actrice on screen as I flip past icons "Big puffy pornstar lips. Makes me want to grab her hair back and ..." He puts the beer bottle in his two hands in front of his crotch and makes humping motions upwards into the air.

The image of Myra tying her hair back and getting on her knees flashes in my head and more blood surges into my cock. He's not helping my boner go down, that's for sure.

I can't wait till I have her lips on my cock. I know she'd love it.

"Leg's day always makes me so horned up." Blake finishes his drink and burps. "You too?"

"Yeah after a good squats day I can't even stand up but I wanna fuck," I admit and massage my sore thighs. I massage my thighs tenderly around my crotch, careful to not form any shape that will give away my boner.

"Just lay on top of her and pound away. My favourite," Blake says nonchalantly.

My boner is at full mast now and I suddenly have the image of Mayra's hand gripping at Blake's back as he drills her missionary. She scratches at his back, leaving red lines across his pale skin. She throws her head back and Blake sucks her neck hungrily while pumping into her.

"You can get in real deep like that," Blake continues. "Balls deep, dude."

"Oh yeah?" I reflect while massaging my legs. I could try that. That might solve some of my problems in bed.

"Yeah, just have her wrap her legs around you and mount her. Just like nature intended..." Blake stops and grunts, grabbing his crotch. "Fuck, I'm getting hard just thinking about it."

"Oh." I sneak a glance at his towel while tightening my own towel around my waist. My sudden movement catches Blake's attention and he snaps his head towards me to study my movements.

Blake gives me his signature mischievous grin and reaches over to grab my crotch quickly, getting a handful of my hard dick. His hand is gone before the sound of surprise leaves my mouth.

"Yeah thought so." Blake leans back and rubs his cock through the towel. "Still thinking about that Latina huh?"

"Yeah," I say as my boner rages on, even more awake now that it's been grabbed. "I saw this video on Pornhub of a chick that looks just like her and ..."

"Let's see dude" Blake cuts me off.

I cast it on the TV from my phone and we sit in silence as the clip begins. I steal a couple glances at Blake to see what he's thinking. He stays relaxed and leans back on the couch as the film continues.

"Oh yeah it does look like her," Blake says while watching "Oh ...look at that pretty pussy."

Out of the corner of my eye I watch Blake stick his hands under the towel and start stroking himself.

Are we doing this right now?

We watch the dick enter her and Blake lets out an audible low moan. His legs spread a bit and his left foot inches towards my side of the couch.

Fuck it. I want to get off too.

I stick my hands under the towel too to grab my aching long cock. I stroke the whole length, pulling it away from my body to feel out how fully hard I am.

We watch silently as the movie plays, watching the scenes unfold after another and rubbing ourselves discreetly under our towels. The final scene starts to play, with the actrice on her knees and tying her hair back.

"I think I'm going to cum to this." Blake turns his head to look at me and I lock eyes with him, watching in the corner of my eye his right arm move up and down.

Our eyes disconnect and his gaze turns back to the TV as his strokes get faster.

The first string of cum flies across her face diagonally.

"Oh fuck!" Blake lifts the towel with his free hand as he keeps stroking, almost immediately shooting onto his abs.

The first shot lands near his belly button and they start rolling down his abs' creases. The other shots spray on his lower abs as he lifts his hips and leans backwards onto the couch.

His face focuses as he continues his high speed stroke, closing his mouth in concentration while riding out his orgasm.

"Aw yeah..." He looks over and smiles. "Needed that nut out of me" He shakes his head and blinks his eyes. A single string of thick cum connects the tip of his cock to his light blond pubes.

Blake squeezes his cock with his closed fist and the glob on cum drips on him.

I should finish before the film is over. Should I uncover myself? I mean, he did so I probably should. I uncover myself, getting ready to shoot onto myself.

"Oh shit bro!" Blake widens his eyes at my long cock and it breaks my concentration a bit when I notice how closely he's looking at my cock. I focus my eyes on the screen to try to get back to the edge.

"That's a two-hander" Blake whistles in admiration

"Yeah kinda," I chuckle and put both my hands on my long shaft, stroking in coordination.

Blake rewinds the clip back to the actress getting pounded missionary. "Yeah I don't know if you'll be able to get all that in her even in this position."

I double fist my cock, feeling the confidence flood my body while Blake watches me. I imagine burying my big cock in Myra, and making her feel like Blake will never be enough for her. She'll be begging for my cock instead of his.

"What are you doing with so little game when you got that in between your legs, brother?" Blake breaks my attention again.

"Can you shut up? I'm trying to cum," I say between gritted teeth while pounding my two fists. I'm close enough. I switch back to my usual one handed jerk to finish myself off.

"Dude it's just huge..." Blake reaches over to look and gets very close to me. Close enough that I can smell his cum on his abs. "Can I ...?"

I grunt affirmatively impulsively while jerking rapidly, trying to finish before the scene switches. He grabs the exposed base of my cock, wrapping his fist around it.

"Oh!" I groan in pleasure as the feeling of getting to the point of no return catches me off guard. I stop stroking and let go of my cock.

My cock pulses in his tight grip.

Oh god...no.... not like this. Not ...like... this...

I turn to look at him, heart pounding. I'm about to embarrass myself. I grit my teeth, trying to hold off the inevitable.

My cock throbs again in his hand and I'm sure he can feel it. The liquid that is surging up my shaft. Any movement and he's going to...

"You ok dude? Your cock is..." He waves my cock a bit in his fist.

"Yeah..." I gasp out and loose my concentration. OH NO! FUCK. Oh god... It's cumming...It's cumming...It's...

The pressure reaches past the threshold and I shoot a rope of cum onto my chest.

"Whoa!" Blake exclaims, pulling back a bit but keeping his hand on my cock.

"Ah!..." Another shot comes out from my cock. "AhHhHh," I cry out involuntarily as Blake starts stroking me lightly. He's going to make me...he's going to make me...

His stroking brings me to a full orgasm, and the sensation of the orgasm restarting forces me to lift my legs and crunch forward.

"MmmMm FUCK!" I grunt as more cum shoots onto my thigh and between my legs, amplified by Blake's consistent stroke on my cock.

"AH god.." I wince as a small jet of cum shoots out when I thought I was already done.

I hold onto his wrist as my orgasm slows down, and his inexperienced stroke, lubricated by my cum, starts to be too much for my sensitive head to handle.

"You done?" he asks quietly

"Yeah" I breathe out just as quietly.

He squeezes my cock and a big drop of cum forms on my dick head. Blake lets go of my cock and wipes his hand on the towel next to me. My face starts to burn with intense heat as I think about how to explain how I just jizzed as soon as he touched me.

That was fucking gay. Really fucking gay.

I wipe the couch and my thigh of cum with the towel and cover up my softening cock with the dry part.

"Don't worry about it. Wouldn't leave you high and dry." He wipes his abs with his towel and dries off his crotch, turning his attention back to the screen.