Straight Guy Seduced By Gay Friends
I moved into a new apartment a few months ago, and quickly
became friendly with the guys who live upstairs: Mark and
Brad. They're a bit older than me, both in their late twenties,
but very social. Soon after I moved in they invited me up
to a party. I suspected Mark and Brad were gay, though they'd
never said so. What confused me was that they were both so
masculine. Like many gay guys they were good-looking and
athletic, sure, but they weren't prissy or preening like
most queens I'd met. They certainly weren't a pair of lisping
fags. They could have been two guys who just happened to
share a place. But when my girlfriend and I walked into the
party that night, their sexuality was abundantly clear.
The place was packed wall-to-wall with gay guys and only
the occasional girl. I didn't mind, of course. I'm straight,
but I'm no homophobe. Mark and Brad were my friends, whatever
their sexual orientation.
I had a good time. I got talking to all kinds of people. My
girlfriend crashed downstairs around 3am, so when the
party ended an hour later it was just Mark and Brad and me.
As the three of us had one final drink, Mark asked if I was
surprised to learn that he and Brad were gay. I said no, and
added that it didn't bother me. Mark said he thought most
people were, in some sense, bisexual. I'd never really
thought about it, but it sounded like a reasonable theory.
"So tell us, Danny" Mark said. "Would you ever have sex with
a guy?" "I really don?t know how to answer that, " I replied
honestly. It wasn't something I'd gone looking for, and
it'd never been offered. So I really didn't know what to
say. Mark and Brad exchanged a quick glance which kind of
unnerved me. I said it was late, finished my drink, and went
downstairs to my girlfriend. For some reason, I was feeling
really aroused so we fucked. But as I fucked her, I kept thinking
about what the guys had just asked me. And the memory of it
didn't put me off. If anything, it made me harder. As I fucked
her I found myself suddenly fantasizing about having sex
with a guy, and I came like a shot.
The next weekend, the guys asked me if I'd like to come out
with them on Brad's father's boat. He has a yacht moored
at a nearby marina. I love sailing, so I jumped at the offer.
We took the boat out on the harbor and then sailed out through
the heads. We swam in the ocean and had lunch on the deck.
I'd been thinking a lot that week about Mark's theory that
most people are bisexual, and wondering if perhaps I could
be, given what had happened with my girlfriend. Looking
at Mark and Brad now, I certainly noticed how handsome and
well-built they were; all tanned muscle and bulging crotches.
And now that I knew they were a couple, I couldn't help but
imagine them having sex. I could picture it. I got hard at
the thought, which worried me, so I tried to dismiss it.
After lunch, I took a nap on the deck for an hour, and was woken
by the sound of Mark calling my name. I got up and followed
his voice to the cabin down below. He was in the bedroom,
just standing there in his well-filled black Speedo, looking
at me. Brad came into the room behind me, similarly clad.
I suddenly felt nervous. "What's going on?" I asked, trying
to keep the edge from my voice. "I think you know, " Mark
smiled. I sure did. I knew instantly. I didn't need to see
the playful look in Mark's eyes, or to feel the tangible
heat coming off Brad's body behind me, to know what was on
the cards, here. "I think there?s been some kind of misunderstanding, "
I said weakly, stepping backwards.
But Brad's big arm was around my waist before I knew it. He
held me from behind with just enough force to tell me there
was little point struggling. Mark came over and began caressing
the rapidly growing bulge in my swimming trunks. Twin surges
of horror and delight shot through me. I tried to say something,
to resist, but my throat was too dry. "Just relax, Danny, "
Mark said. Brad agreed: "You know you want this, " he whispered
hotly in my ear. "Just let it happen." Mark fell to his knees,
pulling down my swimming trunks, and freed my aching cock.
It was bigger than I'd ever seen it. Mark began slowly licking
the swollen head. He teased it, swirling his tongue around
the tip, and cupping my aching balls in his hand. Then he
sucked up the drops of pre-cum I could feel were already
oozing out of me. Then, with a flick of his tongue, he slipped
his lips over my cock, and I felt it disappear completely
into the hot, tight cavern of his throat. I had never felt
anything so good with my girlfriend. Not with ANY girl.
Not even that hooker in Vegas. My mind started reeling as
the hot wetness of Mark's slippery mouth slid back and forth
along my shaft. Brad still had his arm around me, and I could
feel the throbbing hardness of his bulge pressing into
me. He held me up when my knees began to weaken at the sickening
pleasure of Mark's mouth on my cock. He played with my nipples
with one hand, and ran the other one over my ass, squeezing
the cheeks. Soon, I felt one of his spit-slicked fingers
begin to toy with my anus. It hurt a little as he pushed it
in, but it was gloriously good when he started moving it
slowly in and out in time with Mark's sucking.
I closed my eyes. It all felt so wrong, but it felt so fucking
good, too. Through the haze of pleasure, I felt Brad dragging
me backwards towards the bed, Mark's mouth never breaking
from my cock. Brad slipped his finger out my ass as he sat
down on the edge, and as he lowered me gently onto his lap
I could feel something much bigger pressing at my ring.
A bolt of fear shot through me. Letting a guy suck you was
okay, but letting one FUCK you? That was something else.
But I knew I wanted this, too. I reached down and grabbed
hold of his hot, thick cock, loving the feel of it in my hand,
and held it against my ring. I relaxed and pushed out, just
like that hooker with the dildo had taught me, and my ass
opened around Brad's enormous throbbing shaft. He slipped
into me with a wonderful pain, and began rocking me gently
up and down with his powerful hips, grunting softly, keeping
time with the rhythm of Mark's non-stop glorious sucking.
I could see Mark was jerking off while he sucked me. Watching
his hand run over his big, thick cock only got me hotter.
I wanted to touch it, to jerk it for him. But all I could do
was clutch onto his head while he sucked me, running my hands
over his cropped dark hair, then down onto his muscular
shoulders and arms, trying so hard not to cum. But every
touch of his beautiful body only took me closer to the edge.
I tried to hang on, wanting it to last. They could tell from
my breathing that I was about to cum, and they kept me on the
brink for what seemed like an eternity. I was powerless
to resist, or to bring myself off sooner. It was a glorious
agony. I was utterly in their thrall. Then, impossibly,
incredibly, they increased the pace. I could feel Brad's
hot breath on my neck, gasping and quickening as he approached
his climax. I felt a huge load brewing in my nuts, then surging
up into by body. And just when I thought I could take it no
longer, when I thought I was about to pass out, they finally
let me cum. I instantly shot what felt like a pint of hot cum
deep into Mark's guzzling throat. Wave upon wave of pleasure
crashed through me as I emptied my nuts into his mouth, my
cock spasming wildly between his hot, slick cheeks. In
the same instant, I heard Brad cry out and felt the hot jets
of his cum surging into me. My ass convulsed wildly around
his cock. His huge arms contracted around my torso, crushing
the breath from me. I almost blacked out, which only intensified
my orgasm, and I probably would have if not for the delicious
sensation of Mark swallowing my seed, then licking the
remnants off my cock, swirling his tongue around the head
in a way I found agonizingly erotic. It felt so good it hurt.
I sat there, Brad's cock still in me, his arms locked around
me, gasping for breath, utterly unable to move.
Mark stood up. "There's one more thing for you to try, kid, "
he smiled. I opened my eyes and saw him moving his 8-inch
cock towards my face. He hadn't cum yet, I realized, and
despite everything I thought I knew about myself, I suddenly
wanted that cock in my mouth. I wanted to suck it till he came,
to feel his hot cum fill my mouth, to feel it slide down my
willing throat. I reached out and grabbed his smooth round
butt with both hands, pulling him to me. My lips parted,
my tongue was ready. But he stopped just an inch short of
my mouth. He pointed his cock down and, with two slow strokes,
shot his hot creamy load onto my broad, hairless chest.
Brad smeared it over my nipples and abs. I looked up at Mark,
questioningly. "We have to save something for next time, "
he smiled, and ruffled my hair. I heard Brad at my ear, laughing
gently. He released me. I stood up, savouring the unexpectedly
wonderful feeling of Brad's cock slipping out of me. "Well,
guys, " I sighed. "I guess you got an answer to your question."
We all laughed. "So did you, Danny, " Mark smiled. "So did
you."
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