I felt guilty about having sex with Pete, feeling that I'd coerced him into doing it, so next time we met, in the pub, obviously, I went to apologise. He waved me away, saying if he was going to lose his virginity, he was glad it was with me, although he still considered himself straight. He also said he would like to get his own back by feeling a cock inside him. That part was easy. My parents owned a motorhome (RV in America), which they only used weekends in the summer, and I could get the keys. It was parked in our back garden. We mat there after work one evening. This time, Pete was quite happy to kiss and cuddle. We folded down the bed and stripped one another. I'd already put a bottle of lube under a cushion. With him on his back, I lifted his legs and rimmed him until he was nice and wet, before inserting a finger. I lubed us up. "Go gentle, it's my first time and you have a big dick. With his ankles on my shoulders, I carefully pushed past his ring. He cried out, so I waited for him to relax, before pushing all the way home. Again I waited. He nodded his head and I slowly withdrew, added more lube and slid in easily. We made love slowly, stopping to kiss. His erection recovered and I tossed him as I pumped. He came quite quickly, so I upped the tempo and filled him with cum. After that we frequently went to the motorhome for sex instead of going to the pub. He became versatile and much better at topping, taking the lead and staying in control.
But we still had the problem of him insisting that in his mind he was straight, and that gay sex, great though it was, it was only a distraction. There was no way he would shag his own mum, even if she was up for it. I thought about auntie Kate, but didn't want the responsibility if things went wrong. Then I had a bright idea. There was a girl, Pam, at school, who was a bit of a bike. I went onto social media and found her. Chatting to her, she was now an unmarried mother of a toddler (no surprise there) and had a council flat (apartment) on a run down council estate. After a little persuasion, I went to see her, taking a bunch of flowers. Other than looking tired, she hadn't aged, if anything, she was prettier than I recalled. Over a cup of tea, we talked about old times. She didn't try to hide her past, in fact she said it was a fun time, but couldn't do it now because of the little one. I asked who the father was, but she didn't know, and without a DNA test, she couldn't find out. There had been a lot of guys in her life at the time. I said it was a pity that I wasn't one of them. Well, she replied, I've not had sex in such a long time, my fanny's grown over. By the way she looked at me, I knew she wanted me. "Would you like me to take you to bed?". In minutes, we were undressed on the bed. Determined to give her a good time, I kissed her all over her body, paying attention to her nipples and eating her out. When I thought she was ready, I mounted her, and fucked her slowly, rubbing a finger on her clit at the same time. She urged me on, so I sped up, but didn't cum until she had climaxed.
Sat in post coital pleasure, with a beer, I told her about Pete. I quite openly told her that we'd had sex, but he wanted to experience it with a woman, and I thought of her. She saw it as a compliment and asked me to bring him round, "Then if he's no good, at least I can have you".
The following Saturday I took him to meet her. I was pleased to she that she'd tidied herself and the flat up. Pete, for his part, had new underwear and expensive aftershave. Once introduced, I said I would wat in the living room while they did the deed, but she wanted me to watch. In the bedroom, she took command, doing a striptease for him, and then slowly undressing him. By the time he was naked, we were both hard. On the bed, she blew him for a bit, then got him to suck her tits and eat pussy. She held her legs in the air and he mounted her. A vagina being looser and wetter than an ass made him do okay, managing at least ten minutes before he fired home. He slipped out and I couldn't resist licking him clean. "Your turn now", and I climbed on the bed. Pete watched me as I did Pam doggy style, so Pete could easily see me sliding in and out of her cum soaked hole. She fingered herself as I went faster. All of a sudden she cried out as her orgasm swept over her, and I gave her another load.
We celebrated Pete losing his hetero virginity with a beer and Pam said we were welcome anytime, either together or on our own. Once back in the car, I asked him which he preferred. Thinking for a minute, he said, "Well, both, I didn't think I would like gay sex, but I like it both ways, especially being the bottom, and meeting Pam was fabulous, and I'll definitely be going back. Maybe I'll find a girlfriend somewhen, but for now, I'm quite happy, and a million miles away from where I was, thanks to you". I ruffled his hair and kissed him on the cheek. I said I would introduce him to auntie Kate once he was more experienced. The following night we met at the motorhome and fucked each other.
