Gay Shit

"So Bash, Justin, you two must get a lot of dick, with bodies like that."

"Excuse you?" Justin said quickly, "I don't do gay shit."

"Oh, you don't do you. Well, that's a shame. Luke and I wouldn't be caught dead talking to straight people." You turn to Luke, "Come on Luke, let's go." Confused, Luke looks at you and then at Justin's and Bash's confused, **** looks.

"Don't go." Bash said quickly, "Let's not be too hasty."

"Too hasty about what?" you reply.

"You don't have to go." Bash pleaded.

"I'm sorry Bash, but I'm only interested in talking to gay people."

"Well, I'm gay." Bash said quickly, not even thinking through his words.

"Really Bash?" Luke replies.

"Yeah, I mean I think. Like I'd fuck a dude. I think..." Bash said, scratching his head, "See now that you know that, you two don't have to leave."

"Well, Justin would have to leave, since he isn't gay." you continue.

"Oh...haha...I was just joking about not liking gay shit." Justin anxiously laughs and punches Luke's shoulder a little too hard.

"Something tells me you two are lying."

"Of course not." Bash said hastily.

"Alright prove it. You two take your shirts off and make out." you continue.

"Do what?" Justin said, but Bash was already stripping. With the speed he was moving, maybe Bash had been gay to start with.

"Get over here and kiss my J." Bash said pulling at Justin's shirt, helping it off. The two locked lips and began kissing.

"Make it convincing!" you shout. Bash began feeling up Justin's chest, giving his massive pecs a squeeze. Justin slid his hand behind Bash's neck. They started making out more fiercely, more hungrily.

"More fire, show me your love for men." Bash pulled Justin even more closely and his hands began sliding south of the equator onto Justin's voluptuous bubble butt.