The Dick Pic

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"I need to send her a dick pic"

The words were alarming, though not all that surprising. Jayden was the most laid back, carefree young man that I had ever known. We'd been friends since we were in diapers, and I'd become very used to his antics by the time we'd both turned eighteen.

"Well send her one then" I shrugged "I can give you a lend of my magnifying glass if you want?"

Jayden scowled, wrapping me in a tight bear hug, squeezing me with his large, muscular arms and lifting me from the floor with ease. We were both fit young men, but Jayden was naturally more muscular.

"Why do you have a magnifying glass you little bitch" he snarled, as I laughed and struggled to breathe simultaneously.

He let me down and I pushed him playfully, though he didn't move an inch.

"Girls are so fuckin' good at sending nudes" he continued as we walked the halls to our next lecture "they're all autistic and shit".

"Artistic" I corrected and he nodded.

Jayden, whilst devilishly handsome, was not the brightest person that I knew. What he lacked in brains however, he certainly made up for in looks.

"But I guess pussy looks better than cock" he continued, unbothered that students walking by could hear everything he said.

"It's not a big deal" I told him, secretly disagreeing with his previous statement. "Just send her a picture".

"No, no" he shook his head "I really like this one" he told me.

"Oh yeah" I replied "just like you really liked the last one, and the one before that, oh and the one before that"

"This is different" he spat "she's got nice... I dunno', she's got nice hair".

I rolled my eyes and we continued with our day until finally returning to our dorm that evening. Jayden and I had shared since we arrived. It wasn't luck that we'd managed to become room mates, it was an unwelcome, though necessary interjection by my overbearing mother.

I had always been shy, almost painfully so. Jayden was the only person in the world who could make me feel comfortable enough to be somewhat myself, so when my parents heard that we would likely be split up in college, they spent weeks ensuring it didn't happen. Jayden had no idea.

"I'm gonna do it tonight" he told me as he looked at himself in the mirror, flexing his biceps "or should I do it tomorrow when there's more natural light? I read that natural light makes it look better".

"Dude" I laughed "it's just a dick pic, stop overthinking it".

Despite the fact that we had known each other for almost eighteen years, I had never actually seen Jayden naked, which was surprising considering how relaxed he was.

"How about this angle?" He asked, deadly serious as he placed his socked foot on the side of my bed and held the camera under his legs.

"Um... I don't think so" I told him, staring at him like he was an alien.

"This?" He held the camera over his head, pretending to hold a large cock in his hand.

"No" I grimaced

"Okay, okay" he said "how about this?"

Jayden leapt from where he was standing and straddled me on the bed. His knees pinned my arms down and his clothed crotch sat inches above my face. He held the phone up again, and I could see my blushing face on screen as he laughed and stood up.

My cock swelled instantly, and I lifted my knees to hide it under my trousers. Jayden didn't notice, and had thankfully never noticed the tell tale signs that his best friend was gay. Nobody had, and despite the fact that I had planned to be more open about it in college, I had failed in that regard so far.

"Should I do a mirror picture or straight down?"

"Jayden" I said, my cock still straining "I really don't think she will care what angle or what lighting or what position you're in, just send her the damn picture!"

"You think?" He asked, now pulling his bottoms out and pointing his phone down them.

"Here, look" he said and my eyes widened as he returned to the side of my bed and shoved his phone toward me. "It looks fucking stupid like that".

I stared at the screen and my mouth almost began watering. Jayden's soft rod looked back at me, coiled like a sleeping snake in his boxer shorts. Short bristles of black hair were sculpted perfectly above it, and though the picture was dark, it was the best one I'd ever seen.

"That's fine" I swallowed, feeling my own face blush "just send it".

"Dude!" He barked, pulling his phone back from me "it's not even hard! Have you ever even sent a dick pic?"

"Yes" I lied "once or twice", still awestruck that my best friend was so willing to share a photo of his junk with me.

"I bet yours sucked" he joked "no, I need to do this properly. Here, hold this".

He handed me his phone again, but the photo had been deleted and his camera was now open. I lay there, still hiding my raging boner as Jayden pulled off his t-shirt to reveal his magnificent body. I could feel sweat begin to form above my brow as I tried desperately not to make it obvious that I wanted him more than anything else in the world.

"Do I look good?" He asked, tensing his muscles again, turning to the side and looking back at me.

"Sure" I shrugged

"Sure?" He groaned "dude, you're supposed to be my wingman!"

"You look good!" I snapped back "Jesus".

I watched through the screen as Jayden lowered his bottoms and turned back to me wearing just a pair of tight black boxer shorts, his bulge clearly evident beneath them. He was teasing me brutally now, and he had absolutely no idea.

"I think boxer shots are underrated" he told me, stuffing his hand into them and adjusting his junk before flexing again.

"I guess" I replied, my heart smashing in my chest.

"I mean, guys look good in boxers. You look good in boxers" he continued and my eyes widened.

"What?" I asked curiously.

"What?" He replied, looking over at me "not in like a gay way" he explained "but like, you walk around in your boxers and I think 'damn, little dudes looking good', but if you were to walk around naked, I'd be like 'bro, what the fuck", y'know?"

I nodded, though I didn't 'know' at all.

"Anyway" he continued and in one quick movement, his boxer shorts were around his ankles and I stared at a completely naked, beautifully toned, painfully handsome Jayden.

My mouth fell open as he turned and looked at himself in the mirror once more. My eyes rested on his perfect cheeks, full and plump, flawless like the rest of him.

"Are you a shower or a grower?" He asked, and I could see in the reflection of the mirror that he was now shaking his flaccid cock.

"I... Uh... I don't... I don't know" I gawped, my own cock now painfully erect between my bent legs.

"I think I'm a grower" he said, turning back to me and I once again watched him through the phone.

"I don't wanna just stand straight like it's a mug shot" he considered "help me out here, man!"

I wished that he hadn't called upon me to do anything other than watch from my bed, but I sat up, still hiding my boner and looked around the room.

"Sit in the chair?" I suggested and he nodded instantly and dragged the small wooden chair closer, before sitting down and spreading his legs so that his low hanging balls and flaccid cock were in full view of the camera, and of me.

"Like this?" He asked and I nodded, snapping a photo.

"Don't take it yet, dipshit!" He barked "I'm not hard!"

"I... Oh... Yeah" I nodded "sorry", and my brain almost exploded at the idea of Jayden sitting before me with an erection.

He grabbed it and began massaging it awake. He pulled it away from his body, his large foreskin hanging from the end of it, before sliding it back and stroking it slowly.

"This isn't weird or anything, right?" He asked, as though only just realising what was happening.

"I... Um... I don't know" I told him, still staring through the phone "I guess not".

That seemed to be enough for him, and he continued kneading his fleshy cock until slowly it began to grow.

I watched in awe as it expanded and grew wider and longer. Five inches, six, seven. It was the most perfect cock I'd ever seen, not that I'd seen any other than my own in real life. It twitched in his hand as he pumped it to full mast, his balls bounced underneath with every jerk and my cock had now leaked a large dark stain into my grey bottoms.

"Alright, try it now" he told me, holding his long, thick tool by the base and placing his other hand behind his head, tensing his bicep.

I took the photo, and it was my new favourite. I took another, just to be sure.

"How does that look?" He asked, and I stared at it and nodded.

"T'fuck does that mean?" He barked "show me!"

I looked up at him, still shocked by his sheer nakedness and turned the phone to him.

"Dude" he sighed "I'm not wearing binoculars! Show me!"

I froze, knowing that the second I stood, my solid stiffy would be instantly noticeable and if not, the growing pre-cum stain would certainly give me away.

"Here!" I snapped back, leaning closer, but Jayden beckoned me over to him with his hand.

I took a deep breath before awkwardly getting from the bed and shuffling toward him, doing my best to hide my crotch without looking too odd.

"Did you shit your pants or something?" Jayden asked, glaring at me and taking his phone.

"Stomach cramps" I lied and he nodded.

"Can you take it from there" he asked, pointing to the other side of the room and pumping his shaft again.

He handed me back his phone and turned the chair. I reluctantly took it and shuffled across the room, turning back to him and pointing the phone at him again.

"Alright, go" he told me, repeating the same pose.

I snapped the photo and through the screen, I could see that Jayden's attention had now been diverted. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach and my heart seemed to skip a beat.

"Dude" he gasped and my skin burned with shame "are you hard?"

I threw his phone back to him and adjusted my stiff cock before returning to my bed.

"Bro, did you just get fucking hard?" He asked again, standing now as his thick cock bounced.

"No!" I snapped, my face puce.

"Oh my god" he continued, sounding completely and utterly shocked "it all makes sense!"

"Drop it, Jayden" I snarled, still noting that his cock remained rigidly stiff.

"No, no, hold on!" He said, his eyes wide and his brain working rapidly "that's why you didn't fuck that girl at the party last month! And that's why you wouldn't have that threesome with that hot bitch that we met at Olivers! Damn, she was hot as fuck, wasn't she?" His voice trailed off and I couldn't believe that he was once again slamming his meat to the thought of the woman.

"Please leave it, Jayden" I sighed, unable to deal with any further questioning.

"Yo! Bro, don't be upset!" He almost yelped, and jumped onto the single bed beside me, wrapping his naked arm around my shoulder.

I was now staring directly at his throbbing cock and my eyes grew to the size of dinner plates.

"This is the best fucking news!" He said, and his voice sounded full of excitement "do you have any idea how much bitches love gay guys? Dude, you could be the best wingman! Like, wingman of the century! Because I have to admit, you're pretty shit at it when you're straight. Well, I guess you were never straight, but now that you're gay... Oh shit, this is gonna' be so fucking sick!"

He continued to stroke his cock while he spoke, and even though my mind was firmly on the fact that my outrageously good looking best friend was wanking beside me, I wondered how on earth he thought that this was in any way normal.

"And I can be your wingman!" He noted "I am so good with gay guys, you have no idea. This one time on vacation, this waiter right, he was..."

"Thanks!" I interrupted "but I'm good".

"Good?" He scoffed "dude I've heard you choke your chicken three times in one night!"

"Why didn't you tell me!?" I snapped, staring at him as my face turned somehow more red than it had been.

"Oh yeah, 'good morning, did you sleep well? Oh by the way, I heard you jerk your dick three times last night'" he smirked, and I could see his point.

"Anyway" he continued, still oblivious to the fact that his cock was still stiff and was now leaning against his toned stomach.

"Here, you need to practice".

Jayden took my hand and guided it toward his seven inch rod. My jaw dropped, but I did nothing to stop him and a moment later, I was holding my first ever cock, other than my own. All I could do was stare at it, my eyes wide and my heart racing.

It was warm, and soft but hard at the same time. It felt strange in my hand, as though it were pulsing, but I loved every second of it.

"Yeah, you definitely need practice" he told me "look, it's pretty easy".

Jayden reached over me, his cock still firmly in my hand, and stuffed his thumbs into the waistband of my bottoms before dragging them down.

"No!" I barked, grabbing them with my free hand.

He looked back at me as though I'd punched a cat.

"What?" He asked, confused.

"I just... I don't... I'm not ready for..."

"Dude" he laughed "it's a handjob, I'm not cutting it off".

I don't know if it was the fact that Jayden made it sound like he was simply shaking my hand, but his carefree attitude somewhat rubbed off on me and I lifted my butt as he lowered my pants.

"You need new boxers, gay guys love nice boxers" he noted as he grabbed them and yanked them down my legs.

I felt a rush of humiliation wash over me as he lay back and I stared down at my own cock which was now sticky with pre-cum. Next to Jayden's it looked almost pathetic, but he didn't seem to pay much attention to it.

"Alright, just copy me" he told me and without warning, his fingers closed around my semi-erect cock and a wave of pleasure burst through me.

Our arms crossed each other, his, large, muscular and tanned, mine, much thinner and smooth. I ran my hand up and down his shaft as he used his fingers to encourage mine to stiffen. It didn't take long until we were both fully hard.

"Yeah" he whispered as his hand began sloshing up and down my rod "just like that, you have to start off slow".

I didn't care that Jayden was now mansplaining a simple wank to me, I was still in complete shock as we jerked each other off.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" He asked from nowhere as a bead of clear fluid spilled from his piss-slit.

"I... I um..."

"Actually" he interrupted "it doesn't matter, you told me today, that's all that matters"

"I... I didn't actually" I half laughed as I felt his pre-cum coating my fingers and another burst of pleasure bolted through my stiff cock.

"Oh shit" he gasped "did I... Did I just 'out' you?" He asked, sounding concerned.

"No" I laughed, "it's fine".

We continued pumping each others cocks in silence for a moment.

"Is that why Ben Thomas was such an asshole to you in high school?" He asked, his firm grip on my leaking cock becoming stronger.

"No, I... He didn't know" I gasped in pleasure.

"Good" he added, pumping it harder "because I'll go back there and beat his ass".

The whole situation was bizarre, but it was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me before. I stared at his wet rod as I jerked it, watching as his thick foreskin slid back and forth over his pink head. His toned body began to tense, as did mine.

Each stroke made my cock buzz with pleasure, his grip was perfect, squeezing my exposed head as he toyed with it. I moaned lowly, leaning closer to his warm, naked chest as he provided me with the most amazing feeling of my life.

"Cum for me" he whispered in my ear and his soft, but manly voice sent me over the edge.

I groaned in pleasure, my body trembling against his as he milked me. A strong jet of white fluid exploded from my aching cock, drenching his arm and my stomach. More of it spilled out, pouring down my slender waist.

As a wave of immense satisfaction ripped through me, he moaned out, louder and more aggressively than I had. His hips thrust upwards, and his masculine gasps caused more cum to drain from me.

"Fuckkk" he gurgled, squeezing my now flaccid, cum soaked cock as a rope of jizz shot from his slit and splashed up my arm. More of it followed, thick, heavy, hot cum, spraying upwards like a volcano, splashing down on the pair of us as his toned chest rose and fell rapidly.

It continued, more of his juice drenching us and then, after the most exhilarating moment of my life, we both lay there, breathless and soaked in each others' seed. He reached around me again, his hand dripping with my cum and I lay against his warm chest.

"I won't tell anyone" I told him, now feeling terrible that I had somehow seduced my straight best friend.

"T'fuck you mean you won't tell anyone?" He asked sharply "I want credit for teaching you how to give the best fuckin' orgasms on the planet!"

I looked up at him and he grinned back.

"Do I really give the best orgasms on the planet?" I asked, shocked that my first time had seemingly been quite good.

"Oh fuck no" he scoffed "that sucked! Your technique is awful, but I'll teach you" he laughed.

"Asshole" I laughed back, and he reached for my face with his cum-soaked hand, wiping my own seed across my mouth. I jumped back, glaring at him but also finding it extremely hot.

"Yeah" he nodded, with no hint of a smile "your face looks good covered in cum".

I held his gaze for a moment before licking my lips, and a devious smile spread across his face.

"You know what a brojob is?" He asked and both of our cocks began to stiffen once more.