When I was 19 or 20, I had just come out of a long term relationship. An old school buddy, John, who I kept in touch with on Facebook, invited me to stay for a weekend. As he lived near the coast, I readily accepted. As far as I was aware, John was straight, in fact he had been engaged at one point, but he knew I was gay, and it never bothered him.
I drove to his place, a modern two bedroom apartment, on Friday afternoon, and took the stairs to the second floor. He welcomed me and showed me to the spare bedroom, then back to the lounge where we shared a beer and toasted old friends.
After dinner, I said I'd like to go for a walk and clear my head, so he suggested going through some woods that led down to the beach. It was dusk when I got there and could barely make out the path. As I strolled along, I heard distant voices, and then I saw two guys up against a tree, kissing. I hid behind another tree and watched. They fumbled with each other's flies, and then their jeans dropped to their knees. The guy with his back to me knelt and began giving the other man a blow job. I moved to another tree, where I had a better view. After a while, he stood up again, dropped his own jeans and braced himself against the tree, with his bum poking out. The other man then bent and rimmed him, and I couldn't believe my eyes, as he penetrated his mate and fucked him in the open air. I was seriously turned on, but daren't touch myself for fear of making a noise. He banged away for a few minutes, then pulled out and shot cum over the guy's ass, then gave it a slap, pulled up his jeans, and went on his way. The bottom stayed in the same position, and a few minutes later, someone else came along, and I was treated to another performance. This time he was bred. They both disappeared into the night. By now I was seriously in need of a wank, so I leant against the tree, pulled my dick out and tossed myself.
Back home, I told John what I had witnessed. "Oh, I forgot to tell you that the woods are a local cruising area, men go there to get fucked". He was so matter of fact about it, that I was taken aback, but I could see a lustful look in his eyes. Another beer, and we turned in.
Next morning I caught John coming back from the shower naked, the first time I'd seen him in the nude. To my mind, he was beautiful. He looked surprised to see me, and went to cover himself up, but I just smiled and told him he was gorgeous. I couldn't resist, and gave him a kiss on the neck. He turned, and we kissed, open mouthed, and he felt for my rapidly rising cock. "John, I thought you were straight". "Oh, I dabbled a bit at high school, but I've not had sex since I split up", We kissed again, this time more passionately, and I gripped his shaft. "Come on", he said, "Let's have some fun", and he led me by the hand to his bed. I couldn't believe my luck, there I was, in bed with my 'straight' friend. I shuffled down the bed and gave him head, then he surprised me even more when he said, "I want you to fuck me". I turned him over, pulled his hips up and rimmed him, then probed him with a finger, making him groan. I rimmed him again, and lined my cock up. He held it and guided it into his ring, "I need you to fuck me hard", so I pushed all the way home and started pumping. I turned him over and remounted him missionary style. John wrapped his legs round my waist and drew in in closer. We fucked and kissed. I knew I wouldn't last long, so told him to jerk, so he released his legs from my waist and pumped his dick. The first jet hit him on the chin. It was enough to send me over the top and I exploded inside him. We kissed some more in the afterglow, and he thanked me (Though it was me who should have been doing the thanking). We spent the day shopping and on the beach, eating in a pub. As it was getting dark, John gave me a mischievous grin. "How about we go to the woods, you can give me a blow job". I was a little nervous as we walked deep into the woods. There was a full moon, so not really dark, but we stopped near to where I'd seen the other men at it. We could hear rustling, so we knew we were not alone. John leaned against a tree and we kissed, undoing our belts and dropping our jeans. He put his hands on my shoulders and eased me down. I pulled is boxers down and his cock sprang out. I cupped his balls and licked the shaft. Another man joined us, giving me two cocks to suck. I alternated between them. John was the first to cum, so I could now concentrate on the stranger. He hauled me up roughly and pushed a finger into my hole, "I'm gonna fuck you", he said through gritted teeth. John felt powerless to stop him, besides which, he was turned on seeing his mate getting shagged. I held onto John while the man fingered my hole. He spat on my crack and his knob, and pushed home. I yelped, but he showed no mercy and banged me hard, breeding me in no time.
We found the nearest pub and had a large scotch. That night we slept naked together. My friend, who I thought was straight, liked cock as much as me. Sunday morning, and after showers and breakfast, John took me back to bed. There, we kissed and cuddled, and he made love to me, god knows why his girlfriend left. He was attentive, making love to me for over an hour. I came twice before he filled me with semen. I had to leave, but I assured him I'd be back again soon
