Curiosity (Pt 1)

Leon was a 21 year old quirky anime loving guy. All throughout high school he was picked on by jocks for not fitting the typical toxic masculine persona. Nevertheless, he always had his best friend George by his side to support him through thick and thin.

George was always a heavy set kid who, himself, was picked on for being different, but the guys mostly picked on him for having huge "man tits"; as they called them. Everywhere he walked his chest would bounce around like two enormous water balloons; He eventually chose to wear all black because it was the only color that made them less noticeable. Unfortunately, it rarely saved him from having boys grope him in passing, or stand behind him and squeeze his breasts, bouncing them up and down, until he begged them to stop.

Despite their teenage troubles, the two always stuck together, and even went to the same university to keep their friendship as strong as ever.

One day, while sitting in their apartment living room watching their yearly DBZ binge,and sipping on some alcoholic beverages the two had a conversation they had never had before...

"Aww man. Frieza is such an asshole, bro, but at the same time...he's a fucking badass. Haha. Dude made Vegeta look like a fucking weakling, after he transformed", Leon blurted with a laugh. "We've watched this fight over and over since we were kids, and it never gets old"

"Yea, dude. I don't even know why he tried. Clearly he was gonna get his ass beat. Not even a powered up Piccolo stood a chance", replied George in excitement.

"Exactly, man! Haha! Also....shit. I almost forgot to tell you. The repair guy couldn't come in today. I think he tested positive for the virus, so they're sending someone else, in a couple days. It's a good thing we don't have work for a while. Otherwise we'd really need that washing machine working. I'm almost out of clean boxers."

"What?! Are you serious? Dammit, man, this is my last good shirt. Eh, oh well. I wouldn't be the first time I wore the same shirt for a few days. Haha"

"Yea, and it wont be the last time, either. I'm sure. lol"

"Shut up, bro. lol. Well...I mean, you're kinda right. Haha. Also, this strawberry mixed drink is pretty good. I don't even like to drink, but I'd definitely drink more, if all alcohol tasted this good."

George reached down to grab his drink. He was focusing on the tv when he tried to take a sip, and spilled almost all of it all over his shirt, getting it soaking wet.

"Awww SHIT! DAMMIT!" George yelled in frustration. "This just HAD to happen to my last shirt. Now what?!

"Hahahaha!! You're such a fucking dweeb, George. You must seriously be beating your meat too much. Now your arm muscles are all tired, they cant even hold a class straight" Leon jokingly spouted while coughing out alcohol that accidentally went in his lungs from laughing.

"Shut the fuck up. You're such a dick, bro. You probably beat your dick ten times more than me. When was the last time you even got some?" George mockingly questioned while patting liquid off of his chin.

"Woooow. that was a low blow. Haha!"

"Hey, man. Your started the war. I just finished it."

"Yea, yea, yea. Whatever. Anyway, just take your shirt off, and throw it in the pile of other dirty shit in your room, so we can get back to the fight."

"But I don't have any other shirts, dude. I told you."

"Yea. Okay? And? Just don't wear one for a few days. It's no big deal. Its not like we have anywhere to go. Hurry, dude. it's getting to the good part"

George got up and walked back to his room. He took his shirt off, threw it onto to pile that had been collecting on his floor. As he turned around and began to walk back into the living room he felt the familiar sensation of his large, thick, coconut sized man boobs swaying too and fro. For a second he stopped in the middle of the hallway. Although years has past since high school, he still had flashbacks of being teased.

One time in gym, some kids discovered why he always waited for everyone to leave the locker room before he would change into his school gym clothes. One kid came in to grab the shoes he left behind and beckoned his friends to run back into the locker room ,after he spotted George. For about five minutes they took turns throwing insults at him, and squeezing his chest, saying that he looked like he gave tit jobs to "gay boys". The event was a traumatic day for him, and he could never forget about it every time he was shirtless.

After returning from his daze, George continued to the living room. He realized that this would be his best friends first time seeing him without a shirt, but he knew that there was no one else he would trust to make him feel comfortable, and not like a freak.

"Alright, dude. I'm back. Let's get down to business."

"..."

George noticed that Leon was looking at him with a curious stare.

"Uhhh...why are you looking at me like that?", he questioned.

"I uh...idk. I just realized that this is my first time seeing you...shirtless"

"I was thinking that, earlier, actually. Which is crazy because we've been friends for forever. Haha"

"Yeeeaaaaa..."

"Okay, seriously, bro. Why are you looking at my like that? You act like you've never seen man boobs before."

"I mean I have, but...like...fuck, dude. Never any like yours. They're freakin HUGE, man"

"Yea. Tell me something I don't know. It's almost like you've never noticed I was fat, before."

"Yea...you've always been a big guy, but...Okay. This may be out of left field but...can...can  touch them?"

"What?! What the hell is wrong with you? Are you out of your- oh...dont tell me...you're drunk, aren't you? That booze has finally hit, and now you're wylin out. lol"

"Okay. I wont lie...i'm a bit inebriated, but still. Lemme touch em, bro."

George stood still by the couch for a minute before walking over to his tipsy friend, and sat down next to him.

"Haha. Go ahead, dude. Get this over with, so we can get back to DBZ"

Leon looked into George's eyes and nodded his head before looking back down at his melons. He reached up and let each tit lay comfortably in his palms. Afterwards, he began to gently squeeze and massage his friend as if he was in awe from what he was feeling. Never had been been so mesmerized by thick jiggly flesh, before. His previous girlfriend had small breasts, so this was all new territory to him; only women in adult films carried anything close to what he was witnessing.

"Dude...they're so heavy. These must be a bitch to walk around with all damn day.", Leon remarked with slurred words.

"Huh...I guess I don't really notice them, too much, but they are pretty meaty. i guess", George replied.

"That's an under statement. Also, you're nipples are pretty big as well"

"Yea. I guess they, compared to other guys- ACH!"

George suddenly recoiled once Leon began to rub his finger on his nipple.

"You okay? Does that feel weird?"

"N-no. It actually feels...idk. I... just chill. That's enough.

Leon completely disregarded his friend and continued to twist and yank of his nipples; completely enthralled by how much his tits would bounce back into place after every tug.

"Dude. Your tits are like jello. Haha. Look at them. Bouncy, bouncy, bounce"

"Ach! D-dude stop. T-they're really sensitive."

"Wait. Just five more minutes. I'm having fun, here"

George winced with every tug. He knew his friends wasn't all the way in his right mind, and he felt bad for taking advantage of the situation, but...it just felt so DAMN good! On the outside he tried to keep his composure, but inside his body was experiencing pure bliss. The tingly electrifying sensation felt absolutely amazing, and he didn't want it to ever stop. No matter how awkward it made him feel.

After a while his breathing started to get heavier and heavier, and low, long moans would periodically escape his mouth along with whispers of "oh fuck. That feels so fucking good, bro." George didn't know exactly what to do, but the last thing on his mind was stopping his friends curious fingers.

"Oh shit...my dick is getting hard, now. I'm sorry, George. I'm gonna take my boxers off for a while...if that's cool with you", Leon slurred.

"Oh yea...you're really not all there right now, are you?" George said quietly. "Uh...sure, buddy."

"Thanks, man. But if i take off mine, you gotta take off yours. Remember "equivalent exchange is the first rule of alchemy, silly. Haven't you seen Fullmetal Alchemist?"

"Yea...equivalent exchange"

For the next hour or so, Leon played with his friends tits as if they were mega sized stress balls. Every now and then he would put his focus back on George's nipples, sending him into another orgasmic frenzy of pleasure.

After a while longer the two were laying on the couch snoring. Leon had made George's chest his certified pillows, as the menu music of the DBZ dvd played in the background.

George admittedly had an amazing night, but before he drifted to sleep, he wondered how  he was going to explain all of this to his bro...but that was a a problem for him to face, tomorrow.