Silent Submission

Silent Submission


I’ve always been the quiet shy kid. That and having to move 3 times during high school crippled my social life. I’m 6 feet tall, short brown hair that curls when it gets long, brown eyes and broad shoulders. I’m straight and homophobic to be quite honest. I had a girlfriend back in California in 8th grade but it was really nothing serious, just someone to walk with during classes. In my high school in Arizona, I did manage to meet a few friends in a job club which offered school credit for having a part time job. They hooked me up with a sweet job at a retirement home. It was there I met one of my closest friends I’ve had in my life.
Randy was my co-worker. He was taller than me but also really skinny almost lanky. He had a good sense of humor but he was a bit of an ass in the manners department. He would mock me often, call me a ‘goober’ and stuff like that. My first impression of him was he was a bum kind of a jerk but a funny jerk nonetheless. Definitely the laziest person I’ve ever met. But I knew I could tolerate him since this job was so easy and convenient. It wasn’t until he invited me to come smoke pot with him that our friendship really kicked off.
Its been 3 years now since we really started chilling. 3 years of pot, arguments over pot and shit talking on call of duty. Our friendship was a weird one. We smoked pot regularly but we were still prone to arguments. Randy was very competitive. He would try to one up me all the time. He would frequently walk around shirt less with a pair of sweat pants and basketball shorts pulled over them. I wasn’t attracted to him, I was straight. He looked like a holocaust victim after thanksgiving to me. He told me ‘you suck’ any time I played on his xbox, the usual Call of Duty lingo. Lately, he’s been saying that a lot though. I think he thinks he’s pushing my buttons. Its not unknown to him that I haven’t had a girlfriend since I met him.
It took one Friday night to totally change our friendship. I was at his house playing xbox sitting in his xbox chair which allows for a really laid back position. I wanted to smoke the last of the pot in the pipe but I had to get up to reach it. I got on my knees and reached for the pipe and grab it. I swing my head around to get back in the chair only to smash right into Randy’s crotch. He was in his boxers so he must have been changing or something and I hadn’t noticed. He howled and grimaced clutching his junk falling onto his bed.
“You just smashed my balls with your face dude, fuck” he said trying to fight his smile.
I just watched him while I was on the floor while I brought the pipe to my lips to cash the bowl.
“what the fuck kyle…” he said in a semi-serious tone as he marched into the bathroom.
Before I could even exhale randy burst out of the bathroom stark naked with his junk in plain view.
“Dude kyle, you bruised my left nut!” he said with a big smile grabbing his 6 “ flaccid dick trying to move his balls to show me.
I immediately started to get to my feet feeling vulnerable on the floor. I was gonna ignore him and take my seat in the xbox chair. Randy is not the type of person to be ignored when he thinks he’s being funny. He approaches me in the chair his dick flopping from side to side.
“See! See the bruise” he asks his dick right in my peripheral vision.
“Are you fucking kidding me asshole?” I said as I looked him in the eyes as he towered over me.
“It’s right there!” he said mockingly pointing to his nuts.
It was hard to look him in the eye and keep a straight face. I turned away and continued to die hopelessly in Call of Duty. Just then Randy wiggled or something. His soft dick swung right around and hit me on my cheek. Randy backed away laughing. I was stunned at his boldness and angry at him too.
“Dude! I’m gonna beat your ass!” I threatened with no real resolve.
Before I could get up Randy walked back in to bathroom. Shit I thought. We usually smoke in the bathroom to minimize the smell. Not wanting to miss out I went and knocked on the door.
“C’mon man,” I said leaning on the door in my stoned stupor.
“Didn’t get enough kyle?”Randy asked through the door.
“Dude shut the fuck up and let me in you owe me after that shit,” I demanded.
The door opened too quickly. I fell flat on my face.
“Hahahahahaha!” Randy was cracking up now.
I looked up at him as he once again towered over me stark naked with an 8” boner looking down at me.
“What the fuck?” I asked confused.
“You want to smoke here you go dude,” he said grasping his duck and pointing it at my face.
I knew it would be bad to stare at it so I tried to get to my feet but this bathroom was really small and randy had shut the door behind me somehow.