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high school, Paul, had come out last year, and his family disowned him.
    No fucking way was that happening to Liam.
    Unfortunately his prick liked Rory just fine.
    Liam pressed the pillow down, trying to keep his stupid dick under control. He didn’t understand it. He loved women, loved everything about them and their bodies. There was no way he could be a pillow biter. Gay guys didn’t want to fuck girls, and Liam would have loved to be buried up to his balls in some girl’s tight cunt right now. Still, when Rory shifted, an electrical current of desire seared Liam from the inside out.
    Fuck.
    Someone must have spiked his lager tonight. That could be the only reason that he suddenly noticed how hot his friend was. Yeah he’d admired Rory before, but he’d never wondered what it would be like to kiss the other man. Hell, they worked on each other’s injuries when one of them got hurt, so he’d touched just about every inch of Rory not covered by his underwear. Liam had spent many a night with Rory’s foot on his lap while he helped his friend massage some killer shin splints and vice versa. He’d never been turned on then. True, Rory had usually been groaning with pain, and Liam’s only thought had been to help his friend, but if he was gay, wouldn’t he have felt something?
    Like the need to shove his hands down Rory’s pants and grip Rory’s dick while his friend returned the favor.
    Making a low, groaning noise, Rory shifted again on the couch, sending a new wave of sensual chills through Liam. “Here we go. Watch how she sucks these two blokes at the same time. It is so fucking hot. I saw a girl do that once at a party in Chelsea. Drank their cum down like a champion swallower.”
    Liam nodded quickly, his gaze back on the screen and ignoring Rory’s usual boasts about kinky shit that was all a bunch of boastful bullshit. He wasn’t sure he believed Rory’s tales of orgies and women who liked to be spanked. Shit like that didn’t happen in real life, at least not to guys like Liam. Maybe they happened to Rory, but Liam just couldn’t imagine it. So instead of arguing with his friend again about Rory’s supposedly exotic sex life, he shrugged. “Huh.”
    The actress, a beautiful Asian woman with huge breast implants, was on her knees with two men standing shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip in front of her. She was currently whacking off one bloke while sucking the other. Occasionally one of the men would twitch and groan, their guttural arousal making Liam want to touch his own aching prick in the worst way. Suddenly he imagined him and Rory getting sucked at the same time, their cocks rubbing together as the girl on her knees serviced them.
    Fuck if that wasn’t one of the most erotic things he’d ever thought about. He imagined what it would be like to have Rory standing next to him while a girl sucked them off at the same time, their hard pricks rubbing in the hot, wet confines of her mouth. A forbidden and taboo pleasure that made his nuts draw up tight. Rory had gone quiet, and when Liam stole a glance at him out of the corner of his eye, he almost choked. Rory had pulled his dick and balls out and was caressing his very long erection. He’d squeeze his shaft at the base and slowly slide his hand up, pausing every now and then to rub his balls. Unable to help himself, Liam turned to watch Rory, far more interested in the real-life porn going on in front of him. The alcohol flooding his system made him feel reckless, bold even, but he kept his hands to himself as he watched Rory jack off.
    Either Rory didn’t notice or he was ignoring him. His friend kept his gaze on the screen while he continued to pleasure himself. An uncomfortable but amazingly strong urge came over Liam to reach out and put his hand over Rory’s, to help his friend rub his cock. His dick felt like it was going to explode, and he reached beneath the pillow, trying to give his throbbing prick some relief.
    On the screen the