Gregory

GAY SEX FOR GREGORY

An Imaginary Homoerotic Tale

By

Jason Land 

This is the second of three related stories which are entitled as follows:

First Time Fears Overcome

Gay Sex for Gregory

Sex Agogo for Gregory

Although each is a standalone story, they concern many of the same characters and should be read in the order above, in which I wrote them.

CHAPTER 1

Chris answered the phone: “Ringboy’s Gym, this is Chris Newman speaking. How may I help you?”

“Good morning, Mr Newman.  My name is Elizabeth Parry; you may or may not remember that I spoke to you a few months ago about my son, Gregory Parry. You probably do not remember me as I am sure you have many telephone conversations every day, but if I might refresh your memory; my call was in connection with the workshop your establishment was proposing, designed to help timid young gay men to find their feet, if I might put it like that, in the world of homosexual sex.  At the time of my call, you told me that the workshop was already sold out; oversubscribed, in fact, but that as my son, about whom I was calling, was only seventeen years old at that time, you told me that you could not anyway have accepted him for the workshop, as for legal reasons, all participants had to be a minimum age of eighteen.”

“Oh yes, I do remember your call, if not your name, Mrs Parry, but how can I help you today?”

“Well, Mr Newman, it is still about my son, Gregory.  I wondered if you were thinking of repeating the workshop, as if that were the case, I would like Gregory to participate; he is now eighteen by the way.”

“Mrs Parry, I am sorry, but we have no immediate plans to repeat the workshop, which was a great success, by the way, and so I am afraid that I cannot help you.”

“Mr Newman, to be frank with you, I am desperately worried about Gregory, who will be going off to college in the autumn and who is, how shall I put it,  totally ignorant of the way life is lived in such places. So, I wanted him to have a foretaste of what he might expect so that he would not be taken advantage of by young men who are more worldly wise in such matters than he himself is.  If you are not thinking of repeating the workshop, then might it be possible on a one to one basis that you could help Gregory?”

“Mrs Parry, I am not at all sure what it is that you want for your son. Could he not come along here himself and explain his problems to us and then we could see whether we could do something to help him.”

“Mr Newman, therein lies the problem; my son does not realise that he has a problem! I am myself a practising psychologist and it is I who see my son’s difficulties; it is I who fear for my son’s future, for in matters sexual he is totally at sea; ignorant, would be a better description. Look here, Mr Newman, I wonder if I might come and see you  and explain to you, in detail, my son’s problem as I see it; it really is just too complicated to discuss on the phone. Might that be possible?  Look we live in northern California, but I shall be in San Francisco at a professional meeting for two days next week; perhaps we could meet then.”

Chris was not at all clear about what Mrs Parry wanted for her son, but finally agreed that he would meet with her at her hotel one evening the following week.

CHAPTER 2

Chris decided that he would take Sven Bergson and Liam Gallagher along with him to the meeting with Mrs Parry. Sven was the leading naked body building assistant (NBA) at Ringboy’s and was the person, together with another RingBoys NBA, Liam Gallagher, who had conducted the workshop,  which had been aimed at timid gay young men who could not overcome their fear of having sex with another man.  Sven and Liam had together given practical demonstrations of just what was involved in the act of anal sex between two men and had then managed to get the workshop participants to overcome their reluctance and let someone fuck their butts for the first time, thereby surrendering their own anal virginity. 

They had then gone on to show each of the young men how they too could use their own cocks on another man. At the end of the programme, which lasted one full day, all the young guys who had entered the room as timid virgins had both been properly fucked and had learned the joys of using their own cocks on another man. All the participants had left the workshop, feeling that they were now fully integrated into the world of gay sex and that they had no longer anything to fear.  The programme had shown them how to overcome that first fearful step of allowing another man to stick his cock up their own arses but also how to stick their own cocks into the anus of another man; both acts so important to their well-being as young gay studs, so that they could enjoy their sex life to the full.  As Sven had told them, sex was an irresistible force, a totally natural urge that should be indulged as often as possible and never failed to give pleasure, no matter how many times it was re-enacted.  Sex, as the saying goes, is a toy which never fails to please. It was just a question of getting started and the rest would just follow naturally.

Mrs Parry had taken a large suite in one of the best hotels in San Francisco and welcomed Chris, Sven and Liam.

“Mrs Parry, allow me to introduce myself to you. I am Chris Newman, owner of Ringboy’s Gym and these are my colleagues Sven Bergson, who works with me and is, in fact, the top trainer at RingBoy’s and Liam Gallagher, another colleague, who were the two guys who conducted the workshop for timid young gays which you had wanted your son to attend. I thought that they might have some useful suggestions, so I hope that you do not mind my bringing them along this evening. Please call us by our first names; it will make for a more relaxed atmosphere, especially as we are about to embark, with a lady, on a subject which would normally only be discussed between men.  So at the risk of being rude, we shall call a spade a spade and in the interests of mutual understanding, please feel free to do the same. You have our personal assurances that nothing we discuss here with you tonight will go any further.  So, Mrs Parry, if you would like to explain to us what it is you want for your son, Gregory and how you think we might be able to help you.”

“Chris; Sven; Liam; I am myself a psychologist, a single mother with one son, Gregory, who has just turned eighteen and will be going away to college in the fall. Gregory’s father abandoned me when Gregory was six months old; he had suddenly decided that he was himself gay and went off to live with another man. Since that date, practically eighteen years ago, I have seen neither hide nor hair of him; I have no idea where he is. And so Gregory and I have lived alone together since then in a small town in northern California.  Gregory has been admitted to the Medical School of the University of California in Berkeley.  Gregory is a keen sportsman and has a good physique and is truly a handsome young man, but he has, for some reason, an inability to make close friends: friends of either sex that is: he is at present a loner.  Moreover, I am quite sure that he has no sex life, either heterosexual or homosexual; in fact, I ask myself what my son actually knows about sex at all. But, don’t get me wrong; I have seen Gregory’s “equipment” and believe me, he has nothing to be ashamed of in that respect; indeed he would give most young guys his age a run for their money.”

Chris thought to himself: “Gregory sounds horribly like I myself was at his age, for I too had no friends and no sexual experience until my father took me in hand and forced me to go off to Florida with Simon and Sebastian.  Just listening to this woman, I am practically reliving my own personal experience of just a few years ago, so I can well understand this woman’s concerns.”

Mrs Parry went on: “Now, what Gregory has not yet realised is that he is, in fact gay: he is a homosexual: a totally inexperienced one; but a homosexual nevertheless. However, his big problem is that he himself is totally unaware of where his sexuality lies: that is the problem. He has somehow to be made aware of himself and what he is and to learn to live as such.  I wish it were otherwise, but it is not; and nothing I or anyone else can do or say will change this fact; it is, metaphorically, engraved indelibly in his psyche, much as the Ten Commandments were engraved in solid stone!  So, the thing that worries me as his mother – and mothers do worry, you know – is that here is my only son about to go off to college, totally unaware of his sexuality. Gregory is a really good looking, muscular boy and I fear that if he goes off to college completely naïve and unaware of, how shall I put it: the facts of life, he risks being taken advantage of.  He will almost certainly find himself among gay young men, much more experienced than he himself is who will take advantage of his sexual ignorance; in brief, I think he will be raped.  So, what I want is for someone, possibly you young men, to take Gregory in hand, show him the ropes so that he can hold his own in his new environment.”

Chris and Sven had listened to this outpouring in complete silence

Chris then said: “Mrs Parry, you say that your son is gay but it unaware of the fact. How on earth do you know what his sexuality is? He may be hiding it from you, especially if he is, in fact, gay, for often young men find it difficult to tell their parents their true feelings.  So, how can you be sure that Gregory is gay and if he is, how do you know that he is unaware of the fact?”

“Chris, I am his mother. I have lived with him all his life up to now.  Just believe me, a mother knows.  There are signs; he has no girl friends, which is not normal for a boy of his age or even younger;  he clearly has no interest in girls whatsoever. But equally, he has no close male friends either; Gregory is a lone wolf at the moment, which for a boy as handsome and well set up a he is, is definitely not normal.  But I have observed him at various gatherings which we have attended together from time to time and I have seen that his eyes are always on other young men, never on the girls, although he never approaches anyone and never says anything to me. Yes, I am certain that he is gay, but has not yet admitted it to himself; he may, in fact, not even be aware of his sexual orientation; he is just a very shy and timid young man. But God alone knows, with all the electronic communications of today and the plethora of on-line information about sex of all kinds, I would have thought that he would have come to some conclusion about himself; but frankly, I just don’t think so. He rarely goes out, preferring to stay a home and read or watch television, when he is not at the gym training. It is also strange that he has not made any close friendship with other guys at the gym, some of whom must be of the same sexual bent as he himself is.  So, I can but repeat, as his mother, I am just certain that my son is gay and needs to come to terms with it. I wish it were different, but we just have to face the facts and make the best of it; which, quite frankly, looking at you three, handsome, young men, does not seem at all bad!” Mrs Parry ended her remarks with a warm smile directed at all three young men.

“Mrs Parry, what you have just told us about your son mirrors almost exactly my own personal experiences.  Like your son, I left school with no friends and it was my father who took me in hand by getting two gay male-escorts to introduce me to gay sex, since when I have never looked back.  It was the same with the young men who attended the workshop we held for timid gays; they knew that they were gay but, like me, found themselves unable to take the first step towards establishing a physical relationship with another man. So the problem we all faced was that of daring to take that first step and starting a physical sexual relationship with another man. But there is one very important difference between me and the young men who attended our initiation workshop and your son, Gregory. We all knew that we were gay, but just were too timid to take the first step and indulge in gay sex.  But your son, you say, does not even realise that he is gay, it is just you who believes that he is. So his case is really much more complicated than mine was; he must first of all come to terms with the fact that he is gay – if indeed he is – and  then take that first step to develop a sexual relationship with another man. I am sure you see the problem we all face. So, if we were to agree to attempt to help Gregory, shall we say, to find himself, how do we set about it?”

“Chris, I fully appreciate the problem.  I do very seriously wish to put my son on the right path; I am just so fearful of what might happen to him if he goes off to college wet behind the ears so to speak; so what I suggest is that I have a preliminary talk with him and tell him what I think and then pass him on to you so that you can see what you can do for him.  I cannot just send him to you blind; he has to know that I am concerned about him. He will certainly think me mad; but I thought that if I told him what I think and then you took over from there, he would at least understand why he was meeting with you, even if he disagreed totally with me about my thoughts. He would know that he was talking to a group of gay men, who wanted to talk to him about his own sexuality. So the ice would be broken and it would be for you to decide if Gregory is, in fact, gay; and if he is – and I am absolutely sure that he is – to convince  him to accept the fact and then  show him the ropes.  I would have to leave it to you as to what you decide to do with him but I would hope that he would emerge fully aware of what young gay men actually do with one another.  My God, it all sounds so horribly clinical, but I see no other way. Please, Chris, give it a try.  Cash is not a problem. Look I will write you a cheque right now for $5000  cover the costs of, shall we call it, your therapy sessions?”

“Mrs Parry, if we agree to try to help your son, I have to tell you, as you must have realised, that the three of us here are all totally committed practising homosexuals: we are all totally gay. But I have to add that none of us are rapists: perish the thought!  Therefore, even if, and it is a big if, we manage to get Gregory to acknowledge his own sexuality, about which we have only your views, if he does not wish to enter into a physical relationship with any of us, we cannot and will not force him to do something to which he does not agree. I have to repeat, Mrs Parry that we are not rapists; all sex in which we indulge both privately and professionally with our clients at RingBoys, is consensual. Mrs Parry, would you please be so kind as to allow the three of us to consider the situation in private for a few minutes, after which we will try give you an answer one way or another. You do appreciate, I am sure, that Gregory is a very special case and we do not want to jump feet first into deep water and find that we cannot swim.”

Mrs Parry tactfully withdrew to the bedroom. Chris looked questioningly at Sven and Liam and said: “So, guys, what you think? This is a very strange request.  It is not even easy to deal with timid young men who are aware they are gay but who are afraid to take that first step and fuck a guy; but here we have the added problem that we have to find out whether Gregory is, in fact, gay, or whether it is all just a figment of his mother’s imagination. We could start talking to this guy, who is now of age, remember, and he would be entirely within his rights to tell us to fuck off and mind our own business.  We must face the facts that however much his mother wishes to help him she no longer has any legal say in the matter. I guess we might be faced with what we might call a hostile candidate; one who might refuse to play ball, even if he is gay, as his mother maintains he is. So what do you two think, for if we go ahead with this crazy idea, it is the pair of you who will be in the front line?  In fact, thinking aloud, the best idea might be if you two guys took Gregory on as your own private project, independent of Ringboy’s, as I cannot see Gregory wanting to to jump in at the deep end in the somewhat unusual environment of a naked bodybuilding gym.”

Sven thought for a while and said: “Why don’t we do as you suggest: Liam and I will take young Gregory in hand privately. What we could do is to get him to stay with us at our place for a few days: we have a spare room and we don’t need any equipment. After all, if all goes well, reducing it to the fundamentals, all we are going to do is to persuade the guy to let us fuck him and then try to get him to fuck us in return.  In principle it’s all dead simple, but it may prove a lot harder than we think. So why don’t we do that?  One thing though, we have to be sure of the reason given by Mrs. Parry to her son, for sending him to us.  After all, as you say, he is of age and he could equally just refuse and tell his mother, politely, to mind her own business, which he is perfectly entitled to do.  So it is imperative that Mrs Parry make it quite clear to Gregory that she is worried about his sex life and has found two nice young guys – that’s Liam and me, in case you’are wondering, Chris – who are willing to try to help him with his yet to be defined problem: a problem that could well turn out to be totally illusionary. Just imagine the possibilities; unbeknown to his mother Gregory could, in fact, be leading a completely secret and satisfactory sex life either with a man or a woman. It would not be the first time that a guy was fucking left right and centre without his parents having the faintest idea. Still waters run deep, as the saying goes. It really is all very airy-fairy, isn’t it?  But, if she is right and all goes well, we could bring him round to the gym one day just to show him what guys do in a naked gay environment; show him how the other half lives, so to speak.”

“So shall we go along like that, and Liam and I will try to get through to Gregory and give him a good initiation into gay sex.  If he turns out to be gay, as Mrs Parry says, then my guess is that he will be relieved finally to acknowledge it and be happy to become sexually active.  As we all know, once one gets started, there is no going back; sex is a great pleasure to be enjoyed by one and all.  Just let’s pray that Gregory is a well set up young stud and not some weedy whip of a guy whom one can hardly see if he stands sideways. I know his mother says he is a handsome stud etc. etc. etc., but she may be seeing things through rose coloured spectacles and the reality may be quite different. As ever, the proof of the pudding is in the eating so we shall all just have to wait and see what Gregory is like, if and when he turns up for our therapy session.” Sven ended his discourse, which was, in fact, full of pertinent observations, with a laugh as they went back into the room to talk to Mrs Parry.

Chris began: “Mrs Parry, here is what we can offer you.  Chris and Liam will take on your son in private, independently of the gym, as we feel that it would be too much to expect a man as timid as you say Gregory is to be able to adapt to the naked body-building atmosphere of Ringboy’s.  So Sven and Liam suggest that Gregory move in with them for a few days into their apartment and try to get through to him there, in the hope that when their workshop is completed, Gregory will be a fully functioning homosexual young man, which is apparently what you feel he should be.  Now, if you accept this proposition, then it is up to you to prime your son and convince him as to why you think he should spend a few days with two acknowledged gay guys.  If he is, as you say he is, then he will probably realise that it is in his best interests, at least to see what is proposed.  But as you know, your son is of age, and he could tell you and us to get lost as his sex life is his affair, which it legally is.  So I think you should be aware that your idea could be totally rejected. Sex discussion between children and their parents are never ever easy and this is a very special case”

“Now, I do not know the depth of your hitherto discussions with your son about about his sex life, and the fears you have for him being thrown into an environment away from home where he might well find himself out of his depth and in, what would be for him, very uncomfortable company. But it is important before Sven and Liam meet Gregory, that you have explained to him your fears and why you want him to spend some time with two young guys who might able to help him.  We are pretty confident that if Gregory can himself acknowledge that he is, in fact gay, albeit totally inexperienced, then Sven and Liam will be able to get through to him.  But your part in this affair is vital; you cannot simply send Gregory to us totally unprepared.  Even if he insists to you that his sex life is his affair, my guess is, given that he does not seem to have any sex life at all at present, his natural curiosity will be aroused and he will play ball;  anyway at least part of the way. So, to be quite clear, Gregory has to be aware that in coming to us, he is coming to what amounts to a course in sex therapy.”

Mrs Parry had listened attentively to Chris and replied: “I fully agree with your approach. So, to whom should I make out the cheque for $5000.-?  I imagine that that sum will cover the cost of the exercise.  Gregory has a car and will drive himself down to San Francisco, so all we need to do is to settle the dates.  I will ensure that Gregory knows why he is coming and it will be up to you to convince him of the need to act and to go beyond what I will call the jaw-jaw stage.  If he refuses to play ball, then hard luck; I will have wasted my money and you two young men will be frustrated; for I imagine initiating a young virgin into the finer arts of male sex is a very enticing proposition.  In fact, we might go into that further a little later. But now that that is settled, I would like to offer the three of you dinner here in the suite. Perhaps you would like to select something from the the room service menu; the food in this place is very good, by the way.”

CHAPTER 3

And the meal was, in fact, very good.  Chris noticed that Mrs Parry had her eyes roaming across the nether regions of her three guests.  All three young men were extremely fine specimens of young manhood and totally unembarrassed by the fact that they had known  they would be talking to a lady about a very delicate matter, had worn their normal style of clothes which were, to say the very least, fairly revealing. In fact all three young men exuded sex appeal in buckets and given the generous size of their respective individual man-meat, all three all three displayed attractively bulging crotches, which were clearly the focus of Mrs Parry’s attention.

Mrs Parry was not shy in voicing her desires: “Sven and Liam, as it is you two who will be taking my son in hand, I wonder if it might just be possible to get a closer look at what Gregory will be confronted with at your workshop as I shall refer to it.  I once went to a performance by a group of young men called the Chippendales, of whom you may have heard. It was an all girly evening and I think we all really enjoyed ourselves; I know I did anyway. So, I was just wondering if you might….” And her voice tailed off at this point, although her unspoken meaning was quite clear.

Chris thought: “Great grief; the two of them are dressed to kill and their clothes leave very little to the imagination. Anyone with half an eye can see that they are two muscular young stud with big lower credentials, and this woman wants the two of them to strip off in front of her and let her see some naked flesh, à la Chippendales.”

Chris looked at his two friends, who both smiled their understanding of the situation to him. Sven smiled and shrugged his shoulders and without uttering a single word, conveyed his meaning: “If that is what the old dame wants, it’s no skin of our noses, so why not?” Liam just sat there smiling and gave a slight nod of assent to Sven. So, without a word being spoken, both Sven and Liam had tacitly agreed, as if by telepathy, to strip off and let Mrs Parry take a good look at them. But the question was, how far were they to go.  Neither stud had much to remove, for other than their footwear, all each of them was wearing was a T shirt, a pair of revealing pants and a backless thong to support their crown jewels.

So Sven took the lead and said: “Well Mrs Parry, I can understand that you might like Liam and me to give you a sort of unrehearsed Chippendale performance, so why not?  You do understand, don’t you, that we are both professionals who work in a naked bodybuilding gym and so it’s nothing new to us strip off; in fact when on duty in the gym we always work totally naked, as our clients train in the nude. Stripping off in front of a lady is something new, but ma’am, if that is what you want, why not? So, Liam if you are ready, shall we strut our stuff for Mrs Parry?”

And that is exactly what Sven and Liam did, whilst Mrs Parry and Chris looked on. So the tight, muscle hugging T shirts, the well cut crotch and butt hugging pants and cock thongs were quickly shed.  Chris caught the reaction of the Mrs Parry as she watched the two young studs shed their clothes without the slightest sign of embarrassment. Of course, she was seeing two superb young studs stripping for action and it is difficult to imagine anyone, man or woman, not feeling sexually aroused by what was being revealed to them. Sven and Liam were both about six feet in height with beautifully proportioned muscular bodies, wonderful pecs and iron hard abdominal muscles, but with that degree of restrained physical development which produces the exquisite beauty which the young male figure can take.  They had both avoided developing that knotted muscle look so often affected by overdeveloped professional bodybuilders, which makes them look as though they had been twisted together from those long, sausage-like balloons, used by fairground operators to make animals for the kids. 

Yes, both Sven and Liam were an utter joy to behold and as they stepped out of their cock thongs, there was a faint but audible sigh of admiration from Mrs Parry as she saw, for the first time that which would hopefully be used for the benefit of her son. Mrs Parry, clearly moved – if that is the right word – by what she saw, let out what I suppose passed for a wolf whistle in appreciation; everyone laughed and the tension, for tension there surely had been in the build-up to this denouement, was broken.

But before we move on to what happened next, which was even more astounding and totally unexpected given the mixed company, it is worthwhile dwelling for a moment on the man-meat of these two young studs. Both guys were what is euphemistically referred to as well endowed or more crudely put, they both had large, rubbery cocks which were the envy of everyone who saw them and at this moment, that certainly included Mrs Parry!

Sven had been with RingBoy’s Gym, more or less from its opening some four years earlier and was now the senior NBA, which stands for Naked Bodybuilding Assistant.  He had used the gym’s facilities in his spare time to perfect the magnificent physique he now had; and in particular, aided by Antonio, the head trainer, concentrated on developing his cock, which was now his crowning glory. Sven had a beautifully proportioned eight inch fuck-stick, rising to ten or eleven inches when hard, which had been superbly circumcised to show off his magnificently rimmed cock-head to perfection.

Liam was a touch smaller, but nevertheless impressive; and each guys’ tools were enhanced by the fact that they both had had all their pubic hair removed.  RingBoy’s Gym had a regular gay barber who came twice a week to dress pubic and other hair of both staff and clients, It had, over a period of a year or so, become the fashion for most serious body and cock builders using the gym to have all their pubic hair removed on a regular basis: hairless cocks and balls simply looked so much more attractive! And let’s face it most guys liked to show off their assets in the relaxing naked environment offered by the gym.

But Sven and Liam also had the good fortune to have cocks, which were resiliently rubbery even when soft. Instead of hanging between their legs like a wet rag or perhaps better described, like one of those half-deflated, long-forgotten Christmas balloons;  limp due to the loss of half its air; a shadow of its former resilient glory; both guys sported splendidly curved, highly attractive-looking tools, always an appealing feature. In a word, both young studs had dream cocks, which made other less fortunate guys green with envy.

Both Sven and Liam were wearing the obligatory triple cock-ring, the emblem of RingBoy’s Gym, which was worn by all the NBAs.  For those of you unfamiliar with this piece of cock adornment, it consists of a trigonometric triumph of three metal rings welded to together in a trianguloid form. For those of you who are nit-pickers about vocabulary, there is no word trianguloid in the English language, but I have coined it, as I think it describes so exactly that three-dimensional concatenation of three, essentially two-dimensioned rings, which together so elegantly support a guy’s cock and balls.  One ring, larger than the others, fits over cock and balls and sits comfortably against the wearer’s pelvis, whilst his balls are then passed through the lower ring and his cock through the upper one.  The net effect is that the wearer’s cock and balls are held together in the form of one sexual canon  and the cock is well presented at all times even when soft.  So, you can well imagine just how splendid both guys, whose cocks, even when soft, were anyway magnificent, looked when dressed with this ring; in a word, they were just mind-bendingly attractive to any viewer: both Sven and Liam had equipment that most guys could only ever dream of.

Sven had been for over two years regularly voted the cock of the month by the clients of the gym; he had finally, on being made head NBA, withdrawn from the monthly contest to give some of his co-workers a chance.   On his appointment as head NBA, Chris, the owner of the gym, had offered Sven a custom made Prince Albert ring in celebration of his promotion. Sven had gone along to the gym’s chief jewellery supplier and had had made and fitted by him a solid, heavy grade gold ring, which now adorned the head of his cock.  Ever conscious of his appearance – and why not? – for he was a superb young stud, Sven had had the ring made so that it fitted snugly into the slit on his cock-head when soft and became tightly held when he was hard.  The jeweller had made the ring so that when fitted into the pierced head of the cock, he could clinch it together and then rotate it so that the joint was inside the head itself and the ring looked like a continuous band. In fact, Sven could not himself remove it; not that he wanted to; for his cock looked absolutely superb.

So what Mrs Parry found herself looking at were two Adonis like young studs, sporting magnificent cocks, each adorned by the basal triple cock-ring, whilst Sven had additionally a smooth gold band garnishing his beautiful knob.  But Sven, who loved body jewellery, had gone one step further and had also had both his nipples pierced and was wearing gold nipple rings.  Both young men looked stunningly beautiful standing there naked in front of Mrs Parry and Chris. But it was Sven, in particular, with his additional nipple jewellery, who looked utterly magnificent.  Chris, who saw Sven naked in the gym practically every day, had a vague momentary pang of jealously when he thought of Sven and Liam being an item, which they were; it was just a superb partnership, made in heaven: two eminently fuckable young studs! He wondered whether Mrs Parry realised just how exceptional the two young men who were going to take her son in hand actually were; they truly were the crème de la crème of their profession.

As Chris and Mrs Parry sat there marvelling at what they were seeing, Chris noticed that Sven was already becoming hard; like the sun in the heavens, his cock was slowly rising to the fully erect position. Chris wondered what was going to happen, for clearly the situation was going beyond what had to be described as a strip-tease act and something had to happen to break the tension which was clearly mounting. He waited, with bated breath, wondering what Sven was going to do with his by now rock-hard cock.

“Mrs Parry, now that you have seen our sexual credentials, I hope that you will realise that if your son agrees to let us work with him he will be in truly professional hands.  Not to put too fine a point on it, even in the presence of a lady, Liam and I are both professional copulators; in a word, we fuck other men’s butts for a living. That is what we basically do in the gym, for in addition to helping the clients with their muscle building routines, we also satisfy their sexual needs. Mrs Parry, I do not wish to appear offensive, but you have clearly appreciated seeing our physical accoutrements first hand and given my own state of sexual arousal which is obvious and the fact that I see that Liam is also hardening. I wonder if you would like to see how we propose to deal with and, hopefully, to resolve your son’s sexual problems as you yourself perceive them.  If you wish Liam and I would be happy to give you a practical demonstration here and now of what we shall show your son before asking him to participate in any physical sexual activity himself.”

“I do not know if you appreciate exactly what gay men do to each other sexually, but our demonstration will make quite clear exactly what happens when two gay men have anal intercourse.  I know that all this sounds horribly clinical and detached from reality and is making a spectacle out of an intimate act, which which should always be performed in private;  but if you agree, then you would be absolutely sure of what you were exposing your son to.  It should help you finally to make up your mind that you really do want to subject Gregory to what we have in mind. What you will see during our demonstration, you may well find shocking, to say the least, and probably distasteful; but ma’am, please bear in mind that what you will see is what gay men actually do to each other.  If your son is gay as you say he is, then this is what the future will hold for him.  Crudely put he will fuck butt and in turn allow his own butt to be fucked.”

Chris looked on and listened in amazed admiration at the self confidence of Sven, stand there stark naked, sporting by now a full, rock-hard erection in front of a lady, expounding in no uncertain terms the facts of homosexual life. He was struck by the total lack of embarrassment displayed by Sven and the assured way in which he presented the facts to Mrs Parry. Chris realised that in Sven he had a totally exceptional employee; but one who was also a good friend and a frequent sex partner, both for Chris and also for his long time permanent partner, Serge Wolinski. Chris was also delighted that Sven and Liam had clicked and were now clearly an item; it made for stability and contentment. And Liam too seemed totally at ease with the extraordinary situation which was developing and in which he was shortly to play a leading role.

Mrs Parry had remained silent whilst Sven expounded what he proposed and then ventured: “You know, Sven, you really are an amazing young man. I find it hard to imagine anyone telling me what you have just told me, but I truly admire you for your frankness, for it makes for a level playing field.  And I am not in the slightest offended, nor am I a prude. I am, in fact, totally realistic as to what life might hold for my son, Gregory, if what I believe to be the case turns out to be correct. Frankly, I don’t know why I bother saying if; I am absolutely certain that my son is gay but has not himself realised it.  So, Sven, Liam, please go ahead with you demonstration; I shall not be offended.  In fact I am very curious, for although I know in theory what gay men do together, I have never actually witnessed the act first-hand.  And there are just so many smutty jokes about it.  So, there you have it; go ahead and show me how it all happens.”

The moment of truth had arrived. Sven went across to his pants and fished out the packet of  condoms he always carried with him wherever he went. He opened it, gave one rubber to Liam and rolled the other one onto his hard cock. Then Sven lubed up his own cock using the small sachet of lubricant supplied with each rubber, as Liam meanwhile leaned across a table, spread his legs and readied himself to receive Sven’s shaft up his anus.  With calm deliberation, Sven addressed Liam’s arse with his cock and gently thrust it into his partner, giving him the full length of his magnificent tool.  Then he started slowly fucking Liam, with ever increasing length and force of stroke. Even thought this was foreseen as a demonstration, it was inevitable that, as the act progressed, Sven became totally turned on and automatically began to satisfy his own natural desires; so he became ever more vigorous, until he finally climaxed and shot his load with his cock deep inside of Liam. As ever, Liam also climaxed at the same time and his sperm splattered across the top of the table.

Sven withdrew himself completely from Liam turned to Mrs Parry, his cock still rock-hard and said: “Well ma’am, there you have seen the rear entry position, often used by guys such as ourselves for gay sexual intercourse.  Of course, the one thing about gay intercourse is that if the receiving partner also reaches orgasm, then the results of the act become rather messy, for he shoots his sperm everywhere, as you can see.  But now let us show you what is called the mission position, which is a more intimate way of coupling between two guys.  Liam will show you this approach to gay sexual intercourse, which is what we will also demonstrate to Gregory.”

Without waiting, Sven wiped off the table, lay down on his back and put his feet on the edge of the table, spreading his legs to give Liam access to his anus.  Liam, meanwhile, rolled on the condom and lubricated his tool with the sachet of lubricant. He then went across to Sven, whose legs he pulled over his own shoulders and then proceeded to give his partner a really hard fuck, the two studs being face to face. When the climax came, Liam’s chest and face were splattered with Sven’s copious emission.

“Well, ma’am, you have now seen firsthand exactly how two gay young men often have sex with one another.  I am sorry it’s all a bit messy, but there it is: it’s all part and parcel of the gay sex act which  we all rapidly come to accept;  the sex act itself is so utterly divine, one just concentrates on one’s own feelings and those of one’s partner’s and ignores the sloppy mess we inevitably make.  So, ma’am what you have just seen, we will demonstrate to Gregory and then hopefully we will get him to do the same, using Liam and me as his partners.  But let me once again say, ma’am that if Gregory does not want to play ball, then matters will stop there. We will not attempt to coerce your son into an act he does not wish to perform.  I repeat: we are not rapists!”

Mrs Parry had watched this amazing demonstration in complete silence: “You know, I have never seen anything so professionally done in all my life.  You two young men are totally amazing; you have turned what is a really rather private activity into such a magnificent instructional display with such finesse and totally without any embarrassment that I am full of admiration of the way you have handled yourselves.  I am so pleased that I have found such a fine pair of young men as mentors for my son Gregory.  I know that it is a very unusual request for a mother to ask two total strangers to instruct her son in sexual matters; but now that I have seen you in action I am sure that I have found the right people to handle what is, by any standards, a very delicate question.”

Sven said: “Well, ma’am, calling a spade a spade, both Liam and I are professional copulators; it’s what we do to earn our living. But, we are also a couple, an item as it usually known today; Liam and I live together and we are lovers.  We perform the same acts as you have just seen with each other; but we do it as lovers, which renders the act totally different and adds another dimension. But please be assured, we will do the very best we can for Gregory.”

Chris had remained totally silent until now: “Well, Mrs Parry, as you can see your son will be in good hands and will have nothing to fear. However, there is one point which troubles me in all this: what are you going to tell Gregory when you hand him over into the care of Sven and Liam for a few days?  You cannot just bring him here and dump him and leave it all to these two boys.  Gregory has somehow to know why he is being sent on this, let us call it training course. It is not every day that an inexperienced young man actually participates, and I do mean participates, in such a practical sex course.”

Mrs Parry replied: “You are of course quite right and you will have to leave that part up to me. Be assured that Gregory will know that I am worried about his sexuality and want him to acknowledge where he sees himself fitting into life before he goes off to college.  He will know that he is going to undergo a sort of hands-on - facts of life training course and that he can at any time pullout of it if he desires. But my gut feeling is that he will not pull out. Once he has got over the initial shock of having two young men not so much older than himself taking him in hand, I believe that he will go along with the whole thing and, at the end of the day, thank me, his mother for being such an old interferer. After all, just think about it for a moment, what has he to lose? He is going to see an extraordinary sex demonstration and then be invited to try it out himself.  Believe me, curiosity will win out. Even in the unlikely event that I am wrong and Gregory turns out to be straight, he will certainly lose his virginity and learn something of how the other half lives. Well, let me thank you all for such an interesting evening. It remains only to fix the dates of your training course and then I think we can draw this evening to a close.”

The three young men left Mrs Parry’s suite together. Chris said: “My god, that woman is absolutely sure that she is right about her son.  Anyway, it’s going to be a very interesting few days for the two of you. You know I am amazed at the way you did your demonstration in front of her.  I am not at all sure that I could have done the same: fucking each other in front of a woman no less! I really don’t think that I could have done it! Anyway, she really liked it and the result is that you two have an interesting job on your hands, which I guess will amuse you.”

CHAPTER 4

The fatidic day, a Friday, finally arrived and Sven and Liam waited with bated breath the arrival of Gregory, their pupil, as they thought of him, who had said he would be there early in the afternoon.

“What do you suppose he’s like?” asked Liam.

“Well, if we believe his mother, he’s physically a sort of candidate Adonis, but we shall soon know, for it looks as though this is him arriving right now.”

We are now at Sven and Liam’s apartment in downtown San Francisco, where it has been agreed between Gregory’s mother and them that her son would spend four nights with the two young studs in an attempt to sort out his sex life for him. At least that is what Mrs Parry, his mother intended, but neither of the two teachers was totally convinced that Mrs Parry’s analysis of her son’s apparent unawareness of his own sexuality held water.  Anyway, the moment of truth was upon them as Gregory was ushered into the apartment by Liam, who had greeted the young guy at the door.

“Hi, Gregory, come on in. I’m Liam and this is my partner Sven; great to meet you at last; we’ve heard a lot about you from your mother.”

Both Sven and Liam were pleasantly surprised, not mention relieved, to see that Gregory was exactly as his mother had portrayed him: a really well set up young guy; some six feet in height, nicely muscled, fashionably dressed in the baggy non-descript clothes which were the height of teenage sophistication at that moment and he was really handsome: in fact, Gregory was very handsome indeed. All in all, at first sight, Gregory was a highly attractive hunk!  So, Mrs Parry had, indeed, not exaggerated about the physical attributes of her son. The thought that clearly ran immediately through the minds of both Sven and Liam, was how such a handsome and wholesome looking young stud could have any sex problems at all.  But appearances can be deceptive and the firmly held contentions of Mrs Parry still echoed in their minds as they looked at Gregory for the first time.

“Well, hi Gregory,” said Sven.

“Please, call me Greg.”

“OK Greg, come on let’s get you settled into your room; bring your luggage with you.”

Sven and Liam had quite a large apartment, with a big living room and two separate bedrooms each with bathroom so that Greg had his own facilities.

”We’ll just let you get unpacked and settle in and then, when you are ready, come back into the living room and we can get try to get to know one another better.”

The two partners looked at each other and Liam said: “You know Sven, on first sight, it’s difficult to believe that this young stud has any sex problems at all. My God, just look at him, he really is a very attractive-looking piece of male flesh; this kid is a hunk, in fact, attractive, I would say, to both sexes; so where the hell is the problem? Has his mother pitched her ball way off mark, or what?  But she seems so very sure of herself. Can she be wrong? Anyway, doubtless we shall find out what truly gives once we start talking to him.  But if she is right and Greg does need some hands-on help, then my guess is that when we get him stripped it will be an absolute pleasure to do business with him; my impression is that underneath that entire baggy look lurks a super-muscled body.  You know I find him so attractive at first sight that I could rip his clothes off right now and give him a real, good, hard fuck. How about you Sven: what do you reckon?”

“Supposing that Mrs Parry is correct in her surmises and that young Greg here is truly sexually nowhere; in limbo with himself; I can see her concern about what might happen to him if he gets to college and the wrong crowd gets its hand on to him. As you say, Greg is just so drop-dead gorgeous, he would be raped before you could say how’s your father. Some guys would just not be able to keep their hands off him.”

These private remarks between Liam and Sven were cut short as Greg came back into the room.  “Everything OK in the room for you, Greg?” asked Sven.

“Sure, everything is fine, absolutely fine: I’ve got everything I need.”

“Well then, come on let’s sit down together and get to know one another and decide what it is that we are going to do for you.  First of all, let me tell you about Liam and me. We are both NBAs which stand for Naked Bodybuilding Assistants, by the way, and work in a nearby naked bodybuilding gym called Ringboy’s Gym, which is owned and run by a guy called Chris Newman, who was your mother’s first contact, which has brought us all together here today. Now, as you have doubtless realised by now, both Liam and I, who are an item, by the way, are totally gay, as are many, but by no means all, of the gym’s clients.  The job of the NBAs at the gym is to help the clients with their training routines and, not to beat about the bush, we all spend a lot of time conducting what is politely called anal stimulation with the clients; more crudely put, we fuck the clients’ butts.  Sometimes we have to allow the clients to reciprocate the action, but usually it is we, the NBAs, who do the fucking.  So, if you wish, Liam and I and our other NBA colleagues, are what I suppose you could call professional copulators: guys who fuck for a living!”

“Jesus, Sven, you really are very frank about what you do, laying it on the line like that.  I never knew such a service existed.”

“Greg, as you must realise, your presence here is not a very easy subject to come to terms with, but, I think that by being brutally frank about what Liam and I do for a living, at least gives you a clear idea of whom you are talking to. Make no mistake, we are a pair of studs, who fuck other men for a living; it’s a simple as that. I would like to think that we are both highly professional at our job and I can tell you that we both enjoy what we do enormously. Now, Greg, to come to you; you have been cajoled by your mother into coming to stay with us for a few days, without any detail of what is supposed to take place. So, just let me set out for you what we understand the situation to be and then you can tell us your side of the story.”

“Greg, your mother is worried to death about your sex life.  She thinks that you are, like Liam and me, gay, that is to say homosexual, but that you have not managed to acknowledge the fact to yourself.  Her big worry, as you are all she apparently has got, is that if you go off to college in Berkeley, totally naïve, you will finish up by being raped. And, let me just tell you that now that we have seen you, both Liam and I feel that if you are, as your mother would have us believe, totally inexperienced in sexual matters, then that is exactly what will happen to you; guys will just not be able to keep their hands, not to mention other parts of their anatomy, off you.  Anyway, your mother had contacted Ringboy’s some time ago, when Liam and I were scheduled to hold a workshop session for timid young gays, guys who knew that they were gay, but just could not take that first step and have sex with another guy.  This programme was a great success and your mother wanted to enrol you on it. Unfortunately by the time she contacted us, the programme was already sold out, but as you were only seventeen at that time, we could not anyway have enrolled you to take part, as you were then still under the legal age.  So, now that you are eighteen and ready to fly the family nest, your mother re-contacted Chris, our boss and asked him if he could do something to help you on a private client basis, which is how we come to be here together today.”

“My dear mother is a well-intentioned meddler! What the fuck does my sex life have to do with her?  I know she means well, but I wish to hell she would stop mothering me and keep her nose put of my business. My god, I am now eighteen; I am of age and I can do exactly what I wish without any interference from my mother. I can manage my own sex life and for that matter my sexuality, without any help from her – or from you two, for that matter. Who the hell does she think she is, sending me to a pair of what I suppose I must call sex therapists?”

After this somewhat violent but understandable outburst, Greg calmed down: “Look guys, I know you mean well as does my mother; but how do you think that I feel in front of you two, to whom my mother has fed you a garbage account about me; I feel absolutely fucking awful!”

“Listen, Greg, just calm down. There is no damage done. All we have told you is what your mother fears, which may or may not be correct, as we have tried to impress on her; but she feels so sure that she is right that she went ahead and asked Liam and me to see you.  So, Greg, how about you just telling us quietly about your life as you see it. Let’s all forget what we have heard from your mother.  Just lay it out for us as you see it.  But if you don’t want to go on at all, then just tell us right away to go to hell and walk out of here. We shall not be offended in the least.  But Greg, just let me say that if there are doubts in your own mind about your sexuality, then please get them off your chest now. You know it is often so much easier tell total strangers, whom you will probably never again meet, your innermost secrets.  It’s sort of like the confessional in the Catholic Church, where in complete confidence you can unburden matters which are on your mind: matters which you would not even tell to your closest friend.  So, how about it?  Why not tell us everything? You have our solemn word that nothing you tell us will ever go any further, not even to your mother. Look upon Liam and me as lawyers and yourself as our client. Everything you say is privileged information and will go no further; not even back to your mother. So, Greg, if you are willing; just sit back, relax and spill the beans.”

“Gee guys, I am really sorry for the outburst, but I was just so wound up with my mother’s meddling in my affairs.  Look, guys, the fact of the matter is that I am actually a very lonely person. I don’t have any special friends of either sex.  I have sat in class at school with both sexes for years now and become close friends with no one, boy or girl.  It is not that I dislike people, but rather that I am excessively shy and unsure of myself.  I know looking at me, as you have been, that you are surely wondering how such a good looking guy like me – and no false modesty, I am acutely aware that I am good looking and attractive to both sexes – but one way and another I have regularly pushed people away from me, so that now my class mates just don’t bother asking me to join in with whatever they have in mind for any particular occasion.  So, thanks to my own shyness, I have become isolated; a state for which I am myself totally to blame.”

“Well, Greg, tell us, isolated or not how you feel about girls; have you got a girlfriend at present or not?”

“Listen guys, to be quite frank with you, I haven’t got a girl friend at present; in fact, I have never had a girlfriend.  To be honest, girls do not turn me on much; they simply do not press my buttons.  I am inevitably party to my classmates’ interminable discussions revolving around girls and what they would like to do to them if they ever had the chance, but I am not really interested.”

“And how about guys? How do you feel about them? Does looking at them turn you on? Does looking at Liam and me do anything for you? Listen, Greg, what does turn you on; does anything start to arouse you sexually or are you indifferent to both girls and boys?  Let me just give you an example. I can assure you that both Liam and I find you personally a highly attractive sexual proposition and given half a chance I am sure that we would both like to have sex with you. Now that is a judgement based purely on what we see; in a word, just looking at you turns us on. Now, is there anyone or any occasion which have the same effect on you?  Greg, the sex-urge and the need for sex are inbuilt traits which as men we all have and ultimately we all have to satisfy them in one way or another.  Most of us manage to find a sex partner with whom we can share our needs; but some people, whom one might describe as loners, find relief in masturbation. Is that what you do?”

“Listen guys, this is getting incredibly embarrassing for me. Why are you asking me such pointed questions? My sex life is my private affair and nothing to do with you.”

“But, Greg, that is precisely the point; we are trying to find out if you have a sex life or not. Let me come brutally to the point and as you a very direct question. Have you ever had sex with anyone: either a man or a woman?  Do you, in fact, have a sex life or are you one of the true loners who for one reason or another condemns himself to a lonely life of hollow masturbation?”

Greg began to look very unhappy and a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.  He sat there looking totally miserable and sorry for himself, saying nothing for several moments. “OK, guys, you win: I’ve never had sex with anyone, man or woman; no one has ever fucked me  and I have never fucked antybody.”

“Greg, that’s a great admission and really lets us make some progress. Now, you say girls do not turn you on; how about guys? How do you feel about guys?  You know that your mother’s theory is that you are gay and that you have not realised the fact or admitted it to yourself, which is totally inhibiting you from kind of satisfactory sex life.  Do you think that you might be gay?  It’s a question that both Liam and I had to ask ourselves at one stage in our lives, as it is a life-style changing decision. But once one acknowledges to oneself that one is homosexual, then the way forward becomes clear. That first step from acknowledging one’s sexuality and then to becoming a practising homosexual can be a hard one to take, but once taken, then life becomes so much easier. You find yourself accepted for what you are and can take steps to develop your future as a gay man.  There is no point at all in thinking that things might change and that you might meet some girl, get married and have a family. If you are gay, that just will not happen and you have to accept the way you are. Look at Liam and me; we are both totally gay and we found each other and made a life together, a life in which we are totally happy and fulfilled.  That, Greg, is what you have to do if you are gay.”

“You know, Sven, I know I don’t care for girls at all and have no desire to have sex with one; and I do find good looking guys attractive; but I am not at all sure either that I want to have sex with a guy.  The simple fact of the matter is that I really am totally lost; I have no idea or not whether I am gay or really what I am.”

“So, Greg, there is, in fact some truth in your mother’s suppositions which has led her to ask us to help you.  You really need to sort out your sexuality before you get to college; otherwise, as I told you earlier, an attractive young stud like you will be raped. So, Greg, why not let Liam and me try to show you what gay guys do to each other.  It might help you to clarify your own thoughts.  So how about it? Shall we start our practical sex workshop by showing you how it all happens.  You must have some idea, of what guys do with each other, but a firsthand live demonstration might help you.”

“You mean, Sven, that you and Liam are proposing to put on what I suppose is sort of a live male sex show for my personal benefit?”

“You are dead right! Here and now if you wish!”

“Oh fuck it! If you two guys are prepared to do it, then I’m equally prepared to watch it.  I have to say I never thought that we would get so far so quickly; but what have I got to lose?”

“Potentially, if all goes well, your virginity, Greg; but only if you want to after you have seen our teach-in. So, shall we begin?”

“Listen guys, I’ve agreed to no more than watching you two perform, but I have not agreed to participate in anything at all myself.  Is that clear?”

“That’s totally understood; so shall we cut to the chase and begin?”

CHAPTER 5

Sven and Liam stripped off all their clothes in front of Greg, who gazed at the two naked studs in awe.  Both Sven and Liam were perfect specimens of muscular young manhood as described earlier when they had stripped off to show Mrs Parry their credentials. Greg’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he surveyed the erotic, muscular sexuality in front of him.  His eyes focused first on Sven’s rapidly hardening penis and then flashed across to Liam’s man-meat. Sven noted, with some satisfaction, that Greg’s crotch was already showing signs of an instinctive reaction which was the first indication that Mrs Parry may be right about her son’s sexual orientation. He was already beginning to develop an erection just looking at the two superb, sexy hunks in front of him.

A man’s cock has a mind all of its own, totally independent of its owner.  If the brain sends a message to the penis that it wants to fuck, then that tool starts to harden and become erect and to prepare itself for action; and nothing the owner can do will stop it. He does not, of course, have to act on what his cock would like him to do; but the indications and desires are there and can prove very embarrassing on some occasions, where an unwanted and uncontrollable erection occurs and becomes visible in the owner’s trousers. I am sure it is something we have all experienced, as are those awful damp patches which appear in the crotch through the trousers as an emission of precum, again totally incontrollable, develops.

But to get back to our three young men, Greg simply could not take his eyes off Sven and Liam. “Gee guys, I’ve seen guys naked after sports and gym in the showers many times, but never anyone as well equipped as you two are. How the hell do you develop such huge cocks?”

“Greg, it’s partly natural endowment: some guys have larger penises than others and Liam and I happen to fall into that category; but also, remember, the two of us are professional copulators; we fuck butts for a living. OK we are naked body building assistants at the gym but a great deal of our work involves giving what is euphemistically called anal stimulation to any of our clients who call for it; it’s just one part of our job whenever we are on duty. So crudely put we do a lot of arse fucking and that also helps a lot with the development of our cocks.”

“But why are you guys each wearing that triangular ring around your cock and balls. I mean it looks absolutely stunning but what’s its purpose?”

“We both work at a place called Ringboy’s Gym and our boss, Chris Newman decided that all his employees should wear this three part ring when they were on duty: it’s a sort of trade-mark of the gym and so all of us, including Liam and me, wear the ring on a more or less permanent basis; it is very comfortable, supports both cock and balls and when we are stripped off, as you said just now, looks pretty good; so. So, in fact, Liam and I never take it off. And as for myself, I really dig body jewellery and had my cock and nipples pierced to accept the gold rings you can see; but that’s just me!”

“Well guys, I know I have already said it but you really do look terrific: very, very sexy, if I have to say so.”  All the time his eyes flashed alternately from one cock to another, which Sven took as a good sign. Greg was clearly interested.

“OK Greg, now that the admiration bit is over perhaps we should get to the action. What Liam and I are now going to do is to show you how two guys have sex together, which involves one guy, usually referred to as the top, thrusting his cock into the other guy’s anus; he’s commonly called the bottom by the way. I guess that all sounds a bit crude, but you know Greg, sex is, at first sight, crude and frankly, physically awkward; and that goes for all sex, whether gay or hetero;ut believe me once you start practising it, it is one of the greatest of pleasures you can imagine. Indeed not to exaggerate, it is the greatest pleasure you will ever experience. And moreover, it is a pleasure which does not diminish with time. Fucking, thank God, is a joy forever.”

“Now there are several different ways in which two guys get together, of which the two commonest are called the rear entry position and the mission position. So I am first going to fuck Liam using the rear entry position, so that I will be the top and he the bottom; then we will change roles and Liam will fuck me in the mission position, with him as the top and me as the bottom. I think that will give you a very good introduction as to what is involved in, let us call it, gay sex. But we will show you everything so that you are fully aware of what is involved and why we do certain things.”

Liam now moved over to a nearby table and bent across it, spreading his legs, showing off the gorgeous hemispheres of his two buttocks, but giving easy access to his anus, which was clearly visible as a tight little puckered dimple.  All the accoutrements of safe and comfortable sex were already to hand and Sven picked up a tube of anal lubricant, thrust the nozzle through Liam’s sphincter and injected the lube into his rectum.

“When two guys have anal sex, Greg, you have to remember that there is no automatic emission of lubricant to smooth the passage of the cock in the rectum and a dry cock in a dry rectum does not make for a comfortable encounter. In hetero-sex, where a guy fucks a girl, she, once aroused by his attentions, begins to emit a natural lubricant which helps him to penetrate her vagina and make the sex act comfortable for both of them. But as this does not happen in gay sex, we use an anal lubricant to ensure a comfortable fuck for both parties and that is what I have now done. I have lubed up Liam so that he is now ready to take my cock, which, however, still needs some preparation.”

“Greg, with the advent of AIDS and the HIV virus, sex carries several dangerous risks, way beyond those which were transmitted in earlier times and which are all today easily cured.  So, it is imperative when you have sex with an unknown partner that you practise safe sex and always use a condom.  But, unless you are an item such as Liam and I are, you should always use a condom whenever you have sex. And in fact, even Liam and I, who have sex together almost on a daily basis, usually use a condom.  So, remember, the condom plays a vital role in gay sex.  In hetero sex it is, of course used to aid unwanted pregnancy, but we gays use it to protect our health. The golden rule: never ever stick your cock into another guy’s hole without rolling on a condom. And the reverse is true; if you are playing the bottom role, insist that your partner use a condom. Just never let any guy stick his bare dick into you.”

Sven now opened up a packet of condoms, rolled one rubbed over is rock-hard cock, opened up the accompanying sachet of lubricant and poured it over his rubber clad cock.

“Greg, here’s a tip for you: never go anywhere without a flat pack of  condoms in your back pocket. There are two rubbers and two sachets of lube. It is not always possible to use the internal anal lube I have just injected into Liam’s arse in order to ensure what might well be called the Rolls Royce of butt fucks; but just by well lubing up the rubber you are wearing with the lube from the sachet you will find that you can have great sex with your partner, which is the whole object of the exercise.”

And with that, Sven went up to Liam and very gently thrust his sex monument into Liam’s arse.  Greg gazed on, mesmerised by the fact that two gorgeous studs were performing the sex act just for his benefit.  Sven then started his to-and-fro thrusting motions, demonstrating clearly to Greg, how long strokes gave the best results. As ever, as he approached his climax, he lost all sense of being a teacher, becoming ever more vigorous and finally withdrawing his cock completely from Liam’s anus, before plunging it back at the moment of climax as he achieved a huge orgasm and shot his perm into the condom.  As regular partners, Sven automatically brought Liam simultaneously to a climax, so that Liam ejaculated large quantities of his own sperm.  Sven clung to Liam, with his cock still inside of Liam’s arse for about five minutes until, recovering from the effort he withdrew, pulled of the condom and wiped his dripping cock off. 

Liam and Sven now switched roles. Sven lay flat on his back on the table with his feet on the edge, whilst Liam injected him with the Anolube.  Then Liam rolled on a rubber, lubed up his own cock and advance on the waiting Sven, pulling his legs over his shoulders before inserting his rock hard tool into his anus. Then it was the same scenario as Liam fucked his partner, Liam gradually lengthening his strokes and building up his force until, at the moment of climax, he withdrew his cock completely, waited a moment before thrusting it with all his force back into Sven to arrive at a gigantic orgasm.  Sven climaxed at the same time and sprayed his sperm over Liam and himself as both partners clung to each other, shuddering as they pumped out their sperm in great jerks.  It was an amazing sight to watch and Greg was clearly mesmerised by what he was seeing  and was totally aroused as his own cock had become rock-hard just with watching the demonstration and he was already in the pre-cum stage as the increasing damp patch on his trousers testified.

When it was over and both guys had wiped up the cummy mess they had created, Sven said: “Well, there you are, Greg, you have now seen how it is done in the two most common positions. So, how about it? Are you now ready to have a go yourself?”

CHAPTER 6

“Gee guys that was some show you put on for me. I wonder if my mother intended that you should do what you have just done.”

“Listen Greg, your mother is a wise old bird, really broad minded and has in fact seen it all: we gave her exactly the same demo. as we have just given you.”

“My God, guys, you mean my mother has actually seen you two in a live performance: watched you fuck each other?”

“Dead right, Greg. You mother knows exactly what we do and exactly what we hope that you will now agree to do together with Liam and me. She knows exactly what we are about.  So, Greg, cutting to the chase, how do you feel about yourself now that you know exactly what gay guys do together?  You say you a not interested at all in girls and you have told us that you find guys attractive but have never ventured beyond that. Did you enjoy watching Liam and me have sex together. Did it turn you on? Did it push your buttons?”

“You know guys, I am not sure. You two are one hell of a handsome pair of well equipped studs  and you clearly enjoy having sex together, but whether I could do the same, I don’t really know,  I am still in a quandary with myself trying to define what I am.”

“Listen, Greg, let me tell you what I think.  I have been watching you closely as Liam and I have been fucking each other and I can tell you with one hundred percent certainty that you were turned on by what you saw.  Just look at yourself now; your cock is still rock-hard, trying to burst out of your pants. And just look at that stain in the crotch of your pants. That, Greg, is not sweat, but pre-cum, which your cock has produced itself, because it wanted to participate in the action.  So, Greg, my analysis is that you are very probably gay, like Liam and me, just as your mother suspects, or, as she would put it: as she knows.   So Greg, here you now are still dithering. Now is the moment of truth; reality is in your face and you have to accept it.  Come on, Greg, grasp this opportunity and find your true self; accept what in your heart of hearts you must know to be the case: that you are a homosexual: a gay guy just like Liam and me.  Once you accept the fact, your life will become so much easier and happier.”

 “Come on Greg, strip off and let’s have a look at you. Liam will help you; there is no need to be embarrassed. We are not going to rape you or force you to do anything you do not agree to. So, just step out of your clothes and let’s have a look at you.  Dressed as you are, I can tell you, Greg, that you look pretty damned appetising; so stripped you should be sensational. And listen, Greg, just one more thing; if you find you don’t care for having your hole reamed out by another guy’s cock, what the hell. It will have been an experience and have done no harm to you at all. So, now is the moment: come on; strip off and let either Liam or me fuck you.”

By this time poor Greg was almost in tears, not knowing what to do, so Sven motioned to Liam to go over to him, which he did and without further ado, he grasped Greg’s T shirt and pulled it off over his head. Then he unbuckled Greg’s belt, unzipped his now really damp pants, got Greg to step out of his shoes and socks and pulled down his pants to reveal a very unsexy pair of Y front briefs, soaked in pre-cum and tenting outwards with what was clearly a huge erection.

“Just relax, Greg,” said Liam, “The moment of truth has arrived” as he pulled down Greg’s Y fronts, freeing his cock from its restraints: and what a cock it was! Sven and Liam found themselves looking at a very, very handsome young stud, well muscled and proportioned everywhere, about the same height as themselves and with a cock to die for.  Our friend Greg had a most impressive piece of man-meat between his legs; or rather at right angles to them, as he was sporting a rock-hard erection, dripping drops of pre-cum brought on simply by observing Sven and Liam having sex together.  The poor guy was, however, still in a nervous state, his face still tearful. He clearly had not the slightest idea of what he should do.  Just looking at Greg it was difficult to understand how such a superb hunk of young manhood with a nine inch erection to his credit could have remained a virgin for so long or how, for that matter, he was still totally equivocal about himself and his sexuality.

“Man.” said Liam, eying Greg with open admiration, “You really are a mouth-wateringly attractive stud, you know.  How come with all the assets we are now looking at, you have never had sex with anyone?  Are you sure? You are you sure that you are not leading us on?”

“Listen, guys, I know that you are both trying to be helpful, but I really am shit scared, standing here in front of you stark naked as I am and unable to control my own cock.  Just look at it; its still hard as a rock.”

“Greg, your cock is telling you what you yourself cannot admit which is that it would like to have sex with what has aroused it: with Liam and me. It happens all the time. Guys get uncontrollable  erections for all sorts of reasons, sometimes in embarrassing places and at embarrassing moments.  Listen just relax and let Liam and me help you.  You are just too gorgeous a stud, Greg, to go on the way you have been up to now.  Surely you don’t want to become a closet wanker, someone who just jerks himself off in private when what he should be doing is having sex with a partner, either male or female. It makes for a lonely and very unsatisfactory life.  Look don’t you find either Liam or me attractive enough to make the first step towards sexual fulfilment?  You saw how much we enjoyed our demonstration for you. Even though it was laid on just for your benefit both Liam and I, nevertheless had real climaxes and huge orgasms together, which we both enjoyed. Look, screw your courage together and go and put yourself across the table as Liam did, spread your legs and then either Liam or I – you  can choose whom you want – will very gently give you your first true sexual experience: and you will finally lose your virginity and move from being a boy into manhood.”

“Gee, guys, I don’t know if I dare; I’m just shit scared, what the fuck am I going to do with myself?”

Sven then took Greg gently by the arm, led him to the table and gently pushed him facedown across it and spread his legs so that his tight little cherry of an anus was clearly visible. Greg did not, in fact resist, but still droned on: “Listen, guys, if I agree to let you go ahead and don’t like what you are doing, you do promise me that you will stop, don’t you.”

“Scouts honour, cross our hearts and hope to die, Greg; you are calling the shots. We promised your mother that we would only get really intimate with you if you yourself agreed. So if you don’t like what we are doing, just yell out and we will stop right away. Now, with whom do you want to have your first fuck: Liam or me? Come on, Greg, decide; this is one moment in your life you will never forget.”

“OK, guys, go ahead and I would like Liam to service me.”

Sven took a tube of lubricant, pushed the nozzle into Greg’s hole and injected the lubricant into his rectum.

“Holy shit, what the fuck are you doing to me, sticking that thing into my arse?”

“Cool it Greg, it’s just the lubricant to help Liam’s cock along when he enters you. You saw me do the same thing to Liam and him do the same to me before we actually had sex. So, calm down, it’s no big deal and you will find that it makes thing so very comfortable once Liam gets his cock inside you.”

Liam, meanwhile, had rolled on a fresh condom, lubed up his own cock and was standing there, rock-hard, ready to make the first tentative penetration of Greg’s anus.  Sven nodded to his partner that he should begin and Liam approached Greg, first pushing a well lubed finger into Greg’s fundamental orifice to try to relax his sphincter a little and then addressing it with the tip of his cock, which he pushed very, very gently against the resisting muscle until he felt it yielding, allowing him to enter. Once he was partially inside Greg, he then very smoothly but firmly gave Greg the full nine inches of his cock, before pausing.

Greg let out a sharp cry of pain as Liam’s man-meat slid inside him, and then suddenly relaxed. “OK. Liam,” he said, “Go ahead, the pain was just a twinge, but now it’s gone: so go ahead: go on, fuck me. I’ve got so far, so why stop now?”

Taking Greg at his  word, Liam did as requested and gave Greg’s hole a long, slow, but nevertheless powerful fuck, building up the stroke length and force as ever until he himself reached his climax and shot his wad of spunk into the condom in a number of powerful jerks.  Now, confronted by all the reluctance from Greg, neither Sven nor Liam had ever touched on the subject of both partners to the sex act coming away fully satisfied.  However, Greg had clearly been in such a state of readiness as his cock had shown and such was the professionalism of Liam that Greg arrived at what, to judge from the amount of spunk his cock jerked out, was a huge orgasm, simultaneous with Liam’s own climax. So the two young men for a few seconds were wracked with jerking as they both ejaculated their creamy loads. 

Sven looked on with amazed disbelief at just how well Greg’s first time had turned out. Surely Greg must now realise where his future lay. Greg had never experienced an orgasm other than he generated himself by masturbation and as anyone with any experience of sexual intercourse knows, the same state arrived at in sexual intercourse with a partner is infinitely more pleasurable; and to go one further, the greatest and intense of all orgasms is when it is achieved simultaneously by two partners who are making love with each other, rather than just indulging in what might best be described as recreational fucking.  But such finer considerations were still somewhere in the future for Greg.

But Sven believed in the adage: Strike whilst the iron is hot, so he rolled on a fresh condom, and as Liam and Greg separated, grabbed Greg and rolled him over onto his back and before Greg had time to object, he found himself being fucked in the missionary position by Sven. It was Greg’s second fuck and Sven used all his skill as an expert operator to give the young mand as hard a shafting as possible. Greg moaned a bit, but was obviously enjoying every minute of what was happening to him. Although Sven was fucking Greg in order to get him over his sexual inhibitions, he himself was also enjoying showing Greg the ropes; Greg was a real hunk who would sexually arouse any active young gay: he truly was eminently and desirably fuckable.  So Sven gave Greg’s arse a thorough work- out with his own formidable cock and both young men climaxed together, with Greg spraying his spunk all over his own naked torso and Sven’s chest.  The young men clung together for a few moments, resting after their considerable exertions. 

Greg said: “My god Sven, that was one hell of a performance. If that is a sample of what gay sex is like, then I ask myself what I have been doing with myself up to now.  That was terrific and the feeling I had as I shot my load was indescribable. I’ve had orgasms jerking off myself, but never like the ones I have just had.”

What was important for Sven and Liam, was the fact that after great reluctance by their pupil they had together finally succeeded in breaking the ice for Greg, who for the first time had conquered his fears and succumbed to their sexual ministrations.  For Greg it was an important milestone in his journey to coming to terms with his own sexuality. And both Sven and Liam were delighted that Greg seem to have enjoyed his first experience of gay sex.

It was now getting late, so Sven said:  “Come on lads, let’s get a shower and we’ll all go out to eat somewhere.  Sex is a great pleasure but I do regret that it has to be so very messy. Just look at us, all covered in one another’s cum. But you know, Greg, when you fuck your partner, there is something very satisfying about being bathed in his cum.  OK, it’s very messy, but it somehow makes the act real; both partners feel satisfied; the one by fucking arse and the other by being brought to a climax by the efforts of his partner.  Some guys, when they are bottoming use a condom just to catch their cream and keep things a bit less messy, but it is not the same as shooting your wad across partner.”

Sven and Liam’s apartment had a very large shower and all three young studs were able to get in there quite comfortably together, where they started soaping each other up: a very sensual business indeed. Soon all three were again rock-hard. Sven smiled a Liam, gave him a wink and Liam rubbing some shower gel on to his cock and suddenly grabbed Greg and thrust his tool in one smooth but powerful thrust into Greg’s anus. Greg let out a gasp and started to protest, but soon calmed down as Liam started, yet again, to fuck him and Greg suddenly realised that he was actually enjoying himself.

Sven looked on for a moment and then knelt down in front of Greg, took the head of his cock into his mouth and started sucking. Greg, who had never ever had anyone touch his vital tool before, nevertheless started a rhythmic motion pushing his cock deeper and deeper into Sven’s throat.  Suddenly both he and Liam climaxed together, and the three of them collapsed laughing.

“You see,” said Sven, “Just how much fun sex can be. You are already much more relaxed than when you arrived, which is a good sign; there is no point in resisting the inevitable, Greg. As one wag observed: “If you know you are going to be raped, just sit back and enjoy it!” You know, Greg, we just broke a golden rule: no condoms. But don’t worry, we are all three clean. But, Greg, just remember that it is a definite no-no.  Now, come on, you guys, let’s get out of here and go and eat: I’m starving after all that effort!”

In the restaurant, as they sat eating, Greg said:”You know guys, I am so grateful to you both for taking me in hand.  You have really straightened me out completely.  My mother was right, you know. I now realise that I am gay, totally, in fact, and have been in denial since I don’t know when. Why? Purely because of the fear of the unknown.  And what you two studs have done for me is to remove that fear and let me face the truth about myself. And you know, that escapade in the shower; I really enjoyed it. As you said, sex can be fun and it was!”

“Listen, Greg, we’ve only just started today on your initiation into the joys of gay male sex.  So far, all we have done is to show you how we fuck and you have had your arse fucked three times; that’s all.  OK, so you are now now no longer an anal virgin; that doubtful virtue you surrendered to Liam, which is a great step, by the way. But, has it not crossed your mind that you yourself have not yet exercised your own man-meat on some guy.  Come on, Greg, get real; you have to start to fuck butt yourself and get into the delights of that fundamental act of sex, and believe me, Greg, it is a sheer delight as you will soon find when we initiate you tomorrow.”

CHAPTER 7  

The next day saw Sven and Liam seated at the breakfast table naked. In common with many NBAs they loved to lead a naked lifestyle when at home and, of course, pretty well all the time they spent at Ringboy’s they were totally naked. Greg emerged a few minutes later and did a double take when he saw the two guys sitting drinking coffee in their birthday suits.

“Gee guys, I didn’t realise just how seriously you took this nakedness. Is it always like this? You know you make me feel seriously overdressed.”

“You are,” said Sven, laughing, “So why not just step out of your clothes and join us. You’ll feel much more comfortable; and you know, Greg, you really are a very desirable hunk of man to look at;  I wonder is you yourself actually appreciate how super-attractive you are when stripped? Just go and stand in front of a mirror and admire yourself.  You are really a very desirable and fuckable young stud and for a guy who has had no cock training at all, you truly are up there with the best of them. How long are you when you are hard? Eight or nine inches at a guess and well balanced with it and you have been beautifully cut at some stage in your life which has given your cock a magnificently defined knob, a very attractive characteristic. All in all, Greg, you are a very desirable young man and your mother is right; unless you know how to defend yourself, you will be raped in your first week at college. You’re just so sexually attractive that guys will not be able to keep their hands of you; or probably better put; keep their cocks out of your arse.  Greg; you really do have to know how to fend off the randy guys who will be attracted to you and choose your potential sex partners for yourself. Anyway, Greg, strip off, eat your breakfast and then we’ll get on with the second part of our workshop and let you have your first fuck.”

“God, you guys are just so brutally frank. You certainly don’t mice your words.”

“What’s the point, Greg? We all know why we are here: to teach you to overcome your fear of gay sex. And what does gay sex involve? Well the main act is anal sexual intercourse, to give it its proper name, also known as buggery, which I always think has a nasty connotation of unwillingness associated with it, although that is not, in fact, true; but it is nevertheless such an ugly word. So, why not call a spade a spade and use the common word: fuck, for that is what we do. It is also a word, which the dictionary will tell you is not in polite use today, but it is, notwithstanding, a very commonly used expletive which has nothing to do with sex at all. For instance, how often do we hear such expressions as: What the fuck are you doing? Or let’s get the fuck out of here.  Both examples mean exactly the same if the word, fuck is left out: the word in this context is totally meaningless. So, the word, fuck, which used in our context has a very precise meaning and succinctly defines the gay sex act, or for that matter equally well the heterosexual sex act, is, in fact, in daily use, usually meaning absolutely nothing.”

“So, guys like us tend to use it in its correct context, which sounds much better then to bugger.  Just think of the awful connotations of the word, bugger: they are all so totally negative, even when correctly used.  For instance:  He buggered the young guy, which implies that the sex act was forced on the recipient of the act. Or for instance:  It’s an absolute bugger of a job, meaning that it is a horrible job. Or expressing surprise: Well I’m buggered!  So we gays tend to use the word, fuck, as a perfectly acceptable description of what we actually do with each other, so why be embarrassed by its use?  Come on, Greg, anal sexual intercourse, to use the polite expression for what we do to each other, is just so pompous; frankly, in my view, fucking butt sound so much better. And so, after all my philosophising, to cut to the chase, what we are now going to do, or rather more precisely what you, Greg, are going to do, is to fuck butt for the first time.”

Greg had listened to Sven in complete silence and then said, with a tinge of irony in his voice: “So, who the fuck am I supposed to fuck exactly? Just tell me!”

“Well, just look around you, stir your grey matter and ask yourself who is available.  And while we are at it, let me just point out to you that you have used the word, fuck, in precisely the way I have just been saying: totally without meaning. Drop the first fuck from what you have just said and the sense is not in any way changed and for the record, by dropping that meaningless word, you, as an educated guy, would have realised that you could improve your grammar. What you should have said is “Whom am I supposed to fuck exactly?”  But what is great is that you have already come to terms with the word, fuck, and that you are no longer embarrassed and are much more relaxed when you use it. That, my friend, is real progress, as was your acceptance of finding Liam and me breakfasting naked. It’s all part and parcel of being gay and adopting the lifestyle which you want.  There are no taboos; just do not go around offending people unnecessarily.”

“OK, I get all that, so I will repeat my question: Whom am I supposed to fuck Sven? One of you two guys?”

Laughingly, Sven said: “Well you see, Greg, that wasn’t all that difficult to figure out was it? Yes, indeed, as there are no other warm bodies available right now, I’m afraid that you will just have to settle for dipping your wick into one or the other of us two old stagers – or possibly into both of us!”

By this stage, all three young studs were laughing, but Greg went on with a note of disbelief in his voice: “You really mean, Sven, that you want me to make my first fuck with either Liam or you as my partner?”

“Bingo!  That’s spot on Greg; as you by now must have realised, it’s not rocket science. With whom else did you think you would have your maiden fuck?  Remember, Greg, that your mother is paying us to lead you to the Promised Land of Gay Sex and we take that as a serious commitment, in spite of the joking.  So, Greg, just decide whom you would like to have as your very first sex partner and let’s get started.”

“Listen, you are truly two great guys and I don’t think anyone could have treated me better than you have. Look at me today: I am just so much more relaxed, all thanks to you two. It’s difficult for me to decide between you. And I don’t want to offend either of you, so, if it’s OK by you guys, could I decide on the toss of a coin?  Heads it’s Liam, tails it’s you Sven.”

“That’s absolutely OK, Greg, go ahead and flick a coin.  It really is immaterial who goes first, because we have programmed you to fuck one of us in rear entry and the other in the mission position, so, as you see, each of us will have the pleasure of experiencing your cock, an act which I can tell you, to which both Liam and I are looking forward, for you do have a very desirable fuck-stick.  Just start getting real Greg; you are a super attractive young stud and no one could be more pleased than Liam and me, that we shall be the first guys to experience your cock, an act that will complete the rudiments of your introduction to gay sex. And just to conclude, you must by now have realised that your mother was right: you are, in fact, gay, Greg, so just accept it and enjoy the status.  There is no shame in it: it’s not a crime and it can give you a great deal of pleasure, believe me. So just go along with the flow and don’t resist what will ultimately be the inevitable and will rapidly become the norm.”

The coin was tossed and Liam was chosen to have the honour of being the first person ever to experience Greg’s cock. And what a delightful prospect that was, for our friend Greg was really very well endowed and if all went well – and why shouldn’t it? – it promised to be a very exciting and stimulating experience. Greg was blessed with a large natural cock, (a very attractive piece of man-meat indeed!) as yet totally untrained; not only did he have the size – and size does matter, in spite of what many people say – but  he sported a fine head with a good rim, always an excellent combination for an anal fuck.

Liam was more than willing and leaned over the table, spreading his legs so show off his tight anus, totally free of any hair and located in the chasm between his two splendid globes. Greg, along with the other two guys, was already rock-hard with anticipation, which was a very good sign. Sven handed him a sachet of lubricant and indicated that he should lube up Liam’s rectum by pushing the nozzle through the anal sphincter.

“Go ahead, Greg, don’t be shy.  Liam is accustomed to having his hole well and truly lubricated before every fuck.  You saw how we did it yesterday and it will make your entry easier and your ultimate fuck very comfortable.  Remember, Greg, this is intended to be a pleasurable experience for both you and Liam so let’s get it right from the word go.   And the one final step, before you lose your cock virginity forever by shafting Liam’s anus  is to roll on the rubber and lube it up and then you are ready to go.”

“OK, guys, don’t rush me.  I have learned a hell of a lot already after yesterday and I understand what I am supposed to do, but just let me do it at my own pace.  You make it all sound so horribly clinical, what with internal lubricants and lubing up my own cock.  You’ll be telling me next that I need to get my big-end bearings seen to! You make it sound like adding upper cylinder lubricant to a car engine.  You know that this is a tremendous step for me. I know that having seen me you cannot understand how I had allowed myself to get into the state I was when I arrived; but that is just the way it was.  I appreciate that it sounds stupid, as most guys my age have been fucking away happily for ages; but with my hang ups, I have not. So just please let me pace myself.”

For one moment Sven had a nasty fear that Greg was suddenly going to chicken out of it, but his fears were quickly allayed, as Greg completed Liam’s pre-penetration preparation and finally stood there with big rock-hard cock clothed in protective rubber, gleaming with additional lubricant.

Picture if you can, the extraordinary scene which presented itself.  Three magnificent young studs all stark naked were standing there for a few moments as if waiting for a professional photographer to record the moment. The one, Liam, was bent over a table, displaying his arse and anus to all comers, as if it were a sacrificial offering to some unnamed God. Standing next to him was another young man, Greg, his cock rock-hard and clearly destined for the the target represented by Liam’s anus. And to cap it all, the third young stud, Sven, resplendent with his magnificent pierced cock and nipple rings, was standing by admiring the scene. It should have been captured in oils by some pornographic artist, for it truly was a unique scene: one unlikely ever to be repeated.

Respecting Greg’s wishes, Sven now stood back and let Greg himself take charge of the proceedings; he, after all, was the key player in the above scene, which had been arranged to help him overcome his fear of fucking another man. Greg, advance slowly to Liam and gently pushed the tip of his cock against Liam’s anal sphincter.  Initially resistant, after a few more insistent thrusts, the sphincter stated to yield and Greg was able so slide his cock deep into Liam. This was the moment of truth for Greg, who could now say that he had lost both his anal and penile virginity.  Greg sank his tool as deeply as he could into Liam, who groaned with pleasure as he felt this formidable piece of man-meat bottom out inside him. There was a pause. A look of great relief appeared on Greg’s face and turning to smile at Sven, he now withdrew his cock completely from Liam’s arse, paused for a moment and then with one firm swift thrust gave Liam its full length again. 

The smile of relief on Greg’s face turned into what can but be described as a smile of triumph.  It was the moment when Greg suddenly had an epiphany and found his true self: found himself totally and utterly. It was the moment when he suddenly accepted fully his own sexuality and came in from the sexual wilderness in which he had been living up to then. He was suddenly revelling in the act of what he was doing. He needed to say nothing, as his actions spoke louder than words as he now started vigorously to pump his tool in and out of Liam with ever increasing stroke length and force. As he built up towards his climax, he was divorced from reality and consumed by passion until he finally totally withdrew his cock and then with one massive thrust, worthy of a seasoned arse fucker, gave Liam his full load. This was surely the greatest moment in Greg’s life to date: the moment which finally brought home to him what the future held in store. It was a moment of absolute triumph.

Sven, meanwhile, stood by and watched with a mixture of admiration and lust, as Greg treated Liam to a truly magnificent fuck; with admiration, because until a few minutes earlier, Greg had been hesitant about what he was doing and then suddenly found himself, from which moment on, he fucked Liam’s arse like a seasoned professional, so much so that as he climaxed he also brought Liam to his own climax. But Sven also had a feeling of lust as he watched Greg’s magnificently muscle arse, pump in and out of Liam’s anus, as the passion of what he was doing suddenly consumed him.  If anyone had told him to stop at that moment, the order would have fallen on deaf ears, for Greg was totally consumed by the act he was performing and, come what may, that act had to run to its conclusion. 

Sven thought to himself, that he would really have liked to stick his own cock into Greg’s arse, and for the three of them to perform a tandem fuck, for such was the effect of watching Greg’s unbelievably athletic performance on Liam’s arse, that he himself was already aroused and in a state of pre-cum. But he remembered that this was, in fact, a workshop with the specific purpose of helping Greg over his first time fears and not a freestyle fuckfest where all and sundry could join in.  This having been said, it was clear that Liam as the supplicant in the present act, had evidently enjoyed Greg’s ministrations immensely. But it is also clear that once a sex act has passed that critical point of no return, so great becomes the passion that teacher and pupil alike can no longer control their actions. And therein lies the great and never ending joy of all human sexual intercourse; no matter how many time this banal act – and it is banal in the extreme – is performed, it always brings the same intense pleasure to the partners, unequalled by any other act performed between two human beings. 

But Sven was to have his own reward in a very short time. As Greg finally withdrew from Liam, the two young men lay together for several minutes, bathed in sweat and recovering from the tremendous effort just expended. They both got up from the table, but Greg was no longer the same man that he had been a few brief minutes earlier;  he had suddenly become totally confident in himself.  He now stood there, an utterly magnificent specimen of young manhood, the personification of a young Adonis, his cock still hard erect and now pointing upwards at 45 degrees to his body, in that position of male arrogance, which implies that it is ready to take on all comers.  Sven looked on in utter amazement and admiration at the sudden transformation and realised that he no longer needed to tell Greg what to do next. Greg had arrived; he no longer needed a mentor.

Sven lay flat on his back on the table, spread his legs to give Greg access to his anus and waited, looking forward with pleasure to that fatidic moment when Greg would thrust his magnificent fuck-stick deep into him.  Liam handed Greg a sachet of lubricant which he quickly injected into Sven’s expectant hole, rolled a fresh rubber onto his cock and with no preliminaries, advanced on Sven, pulled his legs over his shoulders and sank, in one powerful thrust, the full length of his cock into Sven’s rectum. From that moment on, it was as if a seasoned professional copulator was fucking Sven, for Greg increased his stroke and force until the moment before his climax he withdrew himself completely from Sven, allowing Liam to see the full length of his cock, before thrusting it hard back into Sven’s hole in that final exquisite moment of orgasm. Greg and Sven then shared that one, brief, delicious, orgasmic moment together as Greg pumped his sperm into the condom until it was full to bursting and Sven did his part by ejaculating huge amounts of creamy thick cum all over the two of them.  When it was all over, both guys just hung onto one another, wallowing in the utter bliss of the moment. Anyone observing them would have realised that he had just witnessed an extraordinary event: an event which almost made the two young men true lovers.

“Guys that was one hell of an experience I have just had with you two.  I never realised until now just what I had been missing: that sex could just feel so fantastically good; how the hell did I miss out on it all this time? That is the question I asked myself. But listen guys, now that I have shafted you two and, as it were come of age, could I ask you both to give my arse another pounding before we stop?  I would really like to feel each of your cocks inside me again. Somehow it would make me feel more complete: more whole: more real: more of a man: more ready to take on all comers. So how about it?  Would you please both fuck me again, right now?”

Sven was again amazed how Greg had suddenly lost all embarrassment at using words like cock and fuck. As he had said to Greg earlier, these were the words in daily use in the gay vernacular to describe what they did together, so why not use them?  And now, Greg was proposing what should happen next. He really had come of age and truly found himself. But Sven remembered how his boss, Chris, had told him about his own sexual hang-ups when he was the same age as Greg and how, thanks to the hands-on ministrations of a couple of professional male escorts, he had overcome all fear and reticence in the course of one day.  This was surely history repeating itself with Greg, for the reluctant beginner had suddenly blossomed into an ardently efficient copulator. Of course nothing could have given Sven and Liam greater pleasure than being asked by their pupil to fuck his arse again for they were now moving beyond the teaching or workshop phase into the realms of mutual enjoyment. So they willingly obliged and Greg got his wish and had his hole reamed twice in quick succession.

CHAPTER 8

The morning had flown by and all three young studs were now together in the shower before they went out to lunch.  Over lunch, Greg asked what his mentors had in mind for that afternoon.

“Nothing in particular,” said Sven, “But I have to tell you that Chris, our boss and owner of Ringboy’s Gym where we work, has organised a bit of a party this evening in your honour, Greg, to let you meet a few other guys who work at the gym. It will be a fun occasion and after your performance this morning, you will really enjoy it.”

In fact, Chris, had been somewhat worried; even thought not himself immediately involved in the teach-in he had rung Sven to find out how things were going with with Gregory. Chris felt a certain responsibility in having been the first contact with Mrs Parry and then having passed the whole matter over to Sven and Liam for what might best be called executive action. Having learned from Sven that things were progressing really well, Chris had decided to throw this party to introduce Greg to a number of other gay guys from the gym, in order to try to widen his horizons, at present limited to just Sven and Liam. Sven had told Chris that Mrs Parry had been right. Greg was undoubtedly gay: one hundred percent so!

Sven continued: “You know, Greg, we really cannot teach you much more.  OK there are endless variants on what guys do to each other but you have truly mastered the fundamentals.  In fact, Greg, not to make you feel bigheaded, but you really handled yourself this morning like a true professional.  My god, Greg, you have learned so very quickly and taken to it all like a duck to water and both Liam and I admire the way you handle your man-meat. You have turned yourself into a terrific young fucker in record time and I can tell you here and now, that you will have no problems when you get to college in finding suitable friends and possibly that special someone, like Liam is to me. And, moreover, you will have no trouble at all in fending off unwanted attention, which is what your mother most feared for you.  Frankly I think that you will be able to choose any partner you want as you are just so damned attractive and once stripped, what guys could resist you? You really do have a super-cock, you know, Greg. But, more to the point, how do you how feel about yourself?  You are now sexually totally competent; but how do you see your future?”

“Well, guys, my mother was dead right in what she told you. When I arrive here just yesterday, I did not really know what I was, other than a timid and somewhat frightened, eighteen year old virgin. But after the experience with you two guys, I have finally admitted to myself that I am, as my mother maintained from the start, a homosexual: a gay; it’s as simple as that. And so, I feel quite good about my college entry and looking forward to it and, as you say, to making new friends, now that my inhibitions are behind me. So, there guys, you have it; I feel great in myself, all thanks to you. But to change the subject, I have been admiring those three part rings you both wear on your cock and balls; they really are very sexy and I can see how they set of your tools to perfection so I was kind of wondering if I might get myself one as I would quite like to wear one myself. It would also have a sort of souvenir value about it.”

“Nothing simpler!  Listen Greg, after lunch we can all go along to the gay jewellery shop which supplies these trianguloid jobs to our gym. I think I told you that all of us NBAs at Ringboy’s have to wear this ring when on duty: it’s the gym’s trade mark; but many of us at the gym find it so comfortable and sexually enhancing, just as Liam and I do, that we never take them off.  But if you really do want to wear one, then there is one thing you must do first: get rid of all your pubic hair.  As you can see, neither Liam nor I have any pubic hair. We have it shaved off on a regular basis, along with all the other NBAs, as a hairy cock and ball combination is not as attractive as a nice clean hairl-free piece of man-meat and the clients like the hairless look better. Remember, Greg, that when we are at work, we are totally naked, along with all our clients; Ringboy’s is a totally naked body and cock training establishment and so everyone is aware of his appearance as nothing is hidden; clothes are simply not allowed in the gym itself. So, if you want to get a ring, which I think is not a bad idea for you do have a nice set of tools to embellish, let’s go along to the barber’s first and get you shaved and then we can go and get a ring at the jeweller’s”

“Wait minute, guys, you mean that you actually let a barber shave your private parts?”

“It’s called Cuts and Shaves; Dave, the barber, who is gay himself, by the way, has a special back room equipped to deal with pubic hair. All of us NBAs go along there on a regular basis, as like any other hair it grows back and we need to look good and clean all the time. So don’t worry; Dave will take care of you in private.”

“Well, guys, if you are sure, then let’s go for it.”

So the three young men went first to Dave’s emporium, where Dave himself made short work of Greg’s crotch hair, leaving him beautifully clean. Dave could not refrain from commenting to the other two on the generous proportions of their new friend’s equipment.  They then went on to the jewellers, who looked at Greg’s meat, selected a suitable ring and helped him fit it.  He fitted the large ring first over Greg’s cock and balls, seating it against his pelvis. And then he got Greg to push his balls, one by one, through the lower ring and his cock through the upper one.  When it was complete, Greg stood in front of a mirror and looked at his hairless crotch and was delighted with the support given to his sexual equipment by his ingenious piece of metalwork, which as Sven had said, was very comfortable. But moreover, it really did enhance Greg’s crown jewels: they looked quite stunning: in fact, Greg looked utterly fabulous.

Liam then said: “You know Greg, now that you have found your true identity, I think you should consider updating your wardrobe to reflect your true self.  You know you are a really handsome guy with a gorgeous figure and sex equipment to die for and I think that in your newfound self, you should try to make the most of your assets.  For instant, you should to stop wearing those hideously conventional Y fronts and get yourself some sexier looking briefs, because what they are supporting is top grade equipment which merits top grade packaging! What you need is a backless thong, which will give you good support at the front but leave your delightfully sexy arse free. And your buns just ooze sex, so why hide them under oversize pants? What you need is a pair of well cut pants which hug your arse and show off its desirability, without the ugly seams of a pair of Y fronts spoiling the line. And with your pecs and upper body you have, you would look terrific in a closer fitting shirt. For casual wear, why not think about a shirt which is open low down at the front to show off your muscles.  Come on, Greg. You’ve got it all; so why not flaunt it a bit?”

So along to a swinging men’s shop they all went and Greg came away looking a million dollars.  As Liam had pointed out to Greg, he did have superb equipment from top to bottom and he now looked utterly gorgeous in his new sexier clothes, clothes which were not ridiculously over-the-top, but clothes which, nevertheless, showed off all his assets, such as his shapely arse and an invitingly bulging crotch. Greg looked at himself in the full length mirror in the shop and saw what he had now become: a sexy looking, muscular, highly attractive young stud. He felt very pleased with his new-look.

CHAPTER 9

That evening the three young men, Sven, Liam and Greg, went round to Chris’s apartment, that vast palatial place where he lived above the gym with his partner Serge Wolinski.  Greg was slightly apprehensive as he was not quite sure what to expect.  As they entered, some light music was playing and they were greeted by Chris himself, as ever, totally naked. Now, the naked Chris was also quite a sight to behold, as he was a very handsome, muscular young man, who just exuded sex appeal. Now twenty-five years old, he was in his absolute prime and to any eye was a magnificent specimen of manhood. Some observers referred to him as eye candy; he looked good enough to eat.

“Come in, come in, guys, make yourselves comfortable and then come and meet the others whom I have invited to our little gathering tonight.”

By “Make yourselves comfortable.” What Chris actually meant was: “Get stripped off for action.”

Greg looked at his two companions and for the first time felt a little uneasy about what he was being requested to do, but Liam told him just to strip naked and join the others. After all, he had been totally naked with Sven and Liam, whom he had never met until yesterday, so what the hell did it matter? And anyway, as Liam went on to say, it was great to be among so many muscular guys with big cocks; it was sexually not only very exciting, but also arousing. It was the sort of atmosphere that gave a clarion call to any man’s cock. So Greg stepped out of his clothes as did Sven and Liam and they went to join the others.  Chris had invited Brett, Jonathan and Larry, three young NBAs from the gym to join the party so that with Serge, Chris’s partner, there were eight young studs in all.  All were professionals except for Greg himself, who nevertheless had nothing to be ashamed of, for in terms of muscle and man-meat, he was the equal of any of the other guys. As ever, Chris had laid on a lavish buffet with all kinds of food and drink and he himself acted as barman and served everyone with a glass of champagne.

“Listen up, guys, I’d like you all to raise your glasses to welcome young Greg here, who has been undergoing some serious private training these last two days with Sven and Liam and in whose honour I have arranged this get-together. So, guys, can we begin by giving Greg a truly warm welcome in our normal manner.”

Glasses were raised and the was toast made and then Greg was led very gently towards a strange looking bench, which had a lower rail with two pads, clearly for kneeling on, and a padded upper rail over which one could bend.  This was one of several special padded benches Chris had had made to make anal fucking more comfortable for the supplicant.

Sven indicated to Greg that he should kneel down, spread his legs and show everyone his arse, telling him that he would be OK and would enjoy what was going to happen.  Once Greg was settled into place, Sven injected his rectum with a tube of lubricant; then, straightaway, Liam came up, cock by now rock-hard and told Greg to keep still while he shafted him.  Liam then thrust his cock deep into Greg’s arse and gave him four long firm strokes before withdrawing, He was followed immediately by Sven and then, in quick succession, one after the other, by Chris, Serge, Brett, Jonathan and Larry, each of whom gave Greg four long deep strokes of their cocks.  Greg was at first shocked – who would not have been? – but  once he realised what was happening, he relaxed and quite enjoyed feeling one cock after the other stretch his sphincter and penetrate his rectum. He had now understood that this was a variant, albeit a very imaginative sexual one, of a normal, welcoming handshake. When it was all over, there was a round of applause.

“Well,” said Chris, “You have now been given our traditional welcome and it is now your turn to return the courtesy and do the same for each of us, starting with me.” 

Chris then knelt down where Greg had been, spread his legs and invited Greg to shaft his arse.  Greg, nonplussed to say the least, turned to his mentor, Sven, and said: “Sven, have I got it right? Chris wants me to shaft him and then to shaft each of you in turn as you have have just done to me?”

“You’ve got it OK,” said Sven.  “You just have to give each guy in turn, three or four strokes of of your cock, that’s all. You don’t have to climax or anything. We’ll have some real group sex later on and then the guys can all experience you in full action; so just go ahead. Just look at yourself, you’re already rock-hard, so just roll on a rubber and go to it, you’ll enjoy it, believe me.”

And Greg did just that and he thoroughly enjoyed dipping his magnificent cock into so many different holes.  And so it was that the party got off to a flying start, for Greg had already got the feel of all the other participants and he quickly became totally relaxed as he realised that he was now in a truly up-market gay environment.  He finally took on completely board that he was just like these other guys: totally gay and enjoying himself immensely.

“OK, guys,” said Chris, “Now that we have all got to know one another, feel free to do whatever you want.  There is plenty to eat and drink so tuck in whenever you want.  Let me just say, that this evening is freestyle, no holds barred as far as sex is concerned, so just enjoy yourselves with each other.  And if any of you have some imaginative idea you would like to try out, let’s be seeing it, for variety is the spice of life, as the saying has it.  Come on guys, enjoy!”

And for the next half hour, that is exactly what everyone did: they ate and drank.

Chris suddenly clapped his hands and said: “Listen up you studs; Brett has thought up an exciting new position to titillate your jaded cocks, which he wants all of you try out this evening. He calls it the “Flying Mission Position” and has asked Serge and me to help him as he does need some considerable support to achieve what he has in mind.  But, guys, once in position Brett proposes generously to offer each and every one of you here tonight to benefit from what the has chosen to call his Open House Anus Offer.  So, guys, if you could all gear yourself up, roll on a condom and keep your man-meat hard and on the ready, let’s begin.”

What then took place was quite extraordinary:  Chris and Serge stood each side of Brett, who put an arm over each of their shoulders. They then each lifted one of Brett’s legs and held him suspended there with his legs in the air and held well apart so that his anus was easy to access.  Then, Chris motioned to Sven to lube up Brett’s hole in the usual manner and all was ready.

Chris said: “So which of you lucky lads is going to be the first to give Brett a really good dose of your meat. Come on, don’t be shy (as if they were!) show Brett what incredible young butt fuckers  you all are.  Greg, you are our special guest: would you like to lead the way and show us all just how you handle your cock?”

Greg was slight overwhelmed as newcomer to be asked to make the maiden fuck in Brett’s aerial position. He looked at Sven, who smiled and nodded his encouragement and so Greg, now in a nothing ventured, nothing gained frame of mind, advanced to service Brett, who also gave him a smile of encouragement.  The atmosphere was electric as everyone, including Brett and his two human supports, was sporting a rock-hard cock.  Greg, as we have already learned, was no slouch and although totally untrained as a body builder and professional copulator, looked the equal of all his companions that evening. So he advanced and thrust his cock deep into Brett’s rectum and gave him a very thorough shafting, culminating himself in a huge orgasm.

Greg was quickly followed by the other guys, all of whom were raring to participate in this unique occasion.  Sven was the last of the young studs to service Brett.  Sven himself had a magnificent muscular figure and the biggest cocks of any of the Ringboy’s NBAs. Tonight he looked absolutely superb, like a Grecian god, his ten inch erection ready to penetrate Brett’s anus and bring the performance to a close.  Sven had been voted Cock of the Month several times by the client’s of the gym and had finally withdrawn his name from the monthly contest when Chris promoted him to principal NBA.  Sven advanced on Brett and very gently thrust his cock into what had become, after its several poundings by the other guys, a very easy port of call.  He gave Brett the full ten inch length of his tool and then waited a few moments before beginning a slow rhythmic fuck, which he did very methodically and deliberately.

Unlike most occasions, when the passion builds up and the thrusting becomes ever stronger and more difficult to control, Sven chose to give Brett’s hole a series of full length strokes, withdrawing his cock completely and then re-penetrating Brett at each stroke. He did not build up speed at all, but made a visually aesthetic job of fucking his friend’s arse, which drew whistles of admiration from the on-looking company.  With each stroke he gradually increased the force of his thrust until he himself reached a huge climax and shot his wad, with his cock deep inside Brett. So far, Brett himself had not reached orgasm but now he too was so aroused that as Sven made his last thrust, he too jerked a huge quantity of his own cream over himself.    The observing studs, Greg, Larry, Jonathan and Liam, gave Sven a round of applause, for they all realised that they had just been treated to a virtuoso butt-fucking demonstration.  It was quite clear to all concerned that when it came to copulation, Sven was truly in a class of his own. He had just made the banal act of fucking arse into a minor art form: almost a scene from a classical ballet.

Chris and Serge let Brett back down, with a sigh of relief, for they had been holding him up in the air for several minutes.  But the whole thing was not yet over, for Brett, no sooner on his feet, turned to Sven and Liam and said: “Come on guys; you’ve seen how it’s done, just lift me up again and give Chris and Serge their chance.”  And thus it was that everyone had an opportunity to fuck Brett in this extraordinary position. Whether it would ever happen again was anyone’s guess, for it really was quite an effort to hold Brett up in the air while a series of separate cocks explored his fundamental orifice.  But of one thing there was no doubt:  Brett’s Flying Mission Position was the star turn: the event of the evening.

CHAPTER 10

After Brett’s stellar performance, everything else was much lower key.  Greg and Brett got together and Brett gave Greg a return shafting, By this time Greg was totally at ease with what was happening and he found he enjoyed being around a group of naked young muscular studs, enjoying themselves as they exercised their cocks as their fancy took them. In fact, it was exactly what a young men’s gay fuckfest should have been: a totally relaxed atmosphere, cocks shafting arse-holes left and right and a great deal of good humour.

It was a little later that Larry, who was the youngest of all the NBAs only a year older than Greg and the newest recruit of the gym, after having been fucked by Greg and giving Greg a return bout, said to him: “Listen, Greg, if you are doing nothing later on, why not come back to my place and spend the night. I reckon you and I might be very good in bed together.”

Greg was astounded to receive such an invitation, but he really liked Larry, probably because of their age proximity and, to give credit where credit was due, Larry was one hell of a stud and truly knew how to use his cock, which too was pretty damn big. So Greg went over to Sven and told him what Larry had suggested, wondering what Sven’s reaction would be.

“Listen, stud, just go for it. My god, Greg, look at you:  a shrinking violet just two days ago and now a confirmed butt fucker! Hell man, of course you should go and spend the night with Larry. It will be an experience for you to sleep in the same bed alongside another warm body; that is of course if either of you get any sleep!” Sven concluded with a laugh.

It was now just after midnight and the party was winding down. Greg and Larry were about to leave, when Chris came up to them.

“Listen, Greg, it seems to me that your teach-in with Sven and Liam had been a great success, judging by your performance here tonight; and I hear that you and Larry are now going off together.  But before you go, I wanted to ask you if you would like to come to the gym tomorrow morning. Sunday is not normally a very busy day, but I thought that you might like to see what a naked bodybuilding gym looks like and the sort of things we do. And there will certainly be some action, so, if you are interested, you will be welcome.  Just one thing: Sven had probably told you that in the gym, total nudity is obligatory, so you will have to leave your clothes in the locker room, but having seen you here tonight, I don’t think that will worry you. Anyway, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.  Both Sven and Liam will be there to help you, if needed and I think you are on duty tomorrow morning, Larry.”

Greg went over to Sven and told him what Chris had suggested, which Sven thought was a great idea. So it was agreed that Greg and Larry would meet Sven and Liam next morning at around ten o’clock at the gym. And with that Greg and Larry went off to Larry’s place for the night.

Larry lived only a short walk from the gym and had a small apartment with one bedroom, but with a large bed.  Both young men had become smitten with each other and once inside, they both ripped off their clothes and in seconds were in a clinch.  How they found the energy to do what they did after the party, God alone knows, but they did and they had both fucked each other several times before they finally went to sleep.  Greg had never ever slept with anyone before, but felt totally comfortable with Larry, and he fell asleep with his arm draped over him. 

Next morning, around eight, he awoke to find himself alone in bed with the sound of water running in the neighbouring bathroom.  He pulled himself out of bed and went into the bathroom to see Larry under the shower, which seemed big enough for two and so he promptly stepped in and joined Larry.  Larry who had had his back to Greg, had not heard him due to the running of the water and was surprised suddenly to find himself grabbed from behind with by Greg, one of whose hands found its way down to hold Larry’s cock. Both boys burst out laughing and you can imagine what then ensued. How did they find the energy?  Who knows? But sex is such a driving force, that they did and they had both fucked each other vigorously, standing there under the shower, before they finally stepped out and dried themselves off.

After breakfast, the two young studs walked over to the gym. Larry showed Greg where the NBAs stripped off completely naked and left their clothes before entering the gym proper.  Larry explained, Ringboy’s Gym was a strictly naked bodybuilding and cock training establishment and no clothes whatsoever were allowed inside the gym: clients and staff included; even Chris, the owner, who was frequently in the gym during the day, went completely naked.  Larry told Greg that he thought that Ringboy’s was the only place of its kind in the Bay Area and it attracted a lot of young studs, both gay and straight, who wanted to show off their bodies and cocks naked in a male environment.  So, as Larry said, it was a great place to check out the local cock and muscle scene.

According to Larry the place was a great success and had had to refuse new members, such was its popularity. He also explained the rules, of which the most important was the mandatory use of condoms for all sexual acts within the gym. As Larry explained to Greg, that rule applied equally to staff and customers. Any NBA servicing a client had to use a condom and equally, any customer wanting to have sex with an NBA had also to do the same.  To this rule there were absolutely no exemptions and Larry pointed out the availability of both free condoms and lubricants at strategic points around the gym.  “Obey the rule or get kicked out, forever.” That was the message Larry imparted to Greg.

The place was super well equipped and already by ten o’clock a number of young muscular studs were working out. Larry pointed out one guy who was undergoing intensive cock training.  Most guys were interested in having large dicks and one of the specialities of the gym was aiding any client who wished to develop his man-meat.  One muscular stud was pumping iron hard, lying flat on his back with his cock embedded in the arse of an NBA.  The idea, Larry explained, was that the client, who was trying to improve his cock size, had to hold his erection inside his NBA trainer without actually cumming for at least half an hour.  Asked if it produced results, Larry told Greg just to look around him. And it was true; most of the guys were sporting magnificent fuck-sticks, all as a result of the cock training exercises they had taken over a period of several months.

Greg was glad to have the opportunity to work out in such a well equipped place. He had developed his body in the school gym and had been one of the leading gymnasts in his final year at school and Larry suspected having seen him in action that Greg had probably had the biggest cock among his final year peer group at school. After an hour or so, the two young men went off to the Jacuzzi area and settle themselves into the soothing swirl of the hot water to relax.

Suddenly, Greg was aware that an older man, clearly client had settled down on the seat next to him.

“Hi, I’m Daniel. You must be new around here as I don’t recollect ever seeing you before, but I’ve been watching you and Larry, whom I do know, working out together and, boy, you do look very impressive: nice muscles and a good slab of excellent looking meat. Look, I’d really like you to give me a little anal stimulation with that cock of yours. You really do look as though you could do a good job and to be honest, I love being fucked by a young stud with a big dick and you fit the bill exactly.  I come here every Sunday morning, you know, for a work-out and a bit of anal stim. My wife, whom I love dearly, cannot give me that and like a lot of guys, I do really enjoy having my hole reamed out from time to time, in fact, each Sunday morning to be precise. So my wife lets me play hooky once a week. She never asks what I do, but I guess she knows and accepts that I need it.  But I do keep her happy the rest of the week, if you see what I mean. So, unless you are booked for someone else right now, I’d like you to service me.  I normally use one of the private rooms over there, but some like it done in public here in the gym. But I’m really easy: whichever you prefer.”

It was all so casual and natural and Greg did not know what to say or do.  He suddenly realised that this client and mistaken him for a new NBA because he was wearing that triple cock ring, which Sven had told him all NBAs had to wear when on duty.

“Just a second,” he said, “And I’ll be with you.”  Turning to Larry who was sitting on the other side of him he said quickly: “Larry, this guy thinks I work here and wants me to give him anal stimulation: what the fuck is that when it’s at home and what the fuck do I do?”

Larry laughed: “Listen stud, you’re just so fucking attractive that every guy here is eying you, a fact you may not have noticed.  What this guy – his name’s Daniel by the way, and I’ve serviced him myself a few times – wants, is for you to fuck his arse. Anal stimulation is the polite way many these regular guys often put it: it just sounds less crude.  So listen, stud, just go along with him and give his hole a fucking good reaming; that’s all he wants and you’ll have a terrific time yourself. Nobody among the staff here gives a fuck that you are a guest, just here for today. So go for it Greg, and widen your horizons; you’ll enjoy it, believe me.   But remember you have to lube him up first and you absolutely have to use a condom.   So there you are, Greg; go and fuck this guys butt and give him his anal stimulation, as he likes to call it.”

It was half an hour later when Greg and Daniel emerged and Larry heard Daniel saying: “That was absolutely great, Greg. You are one hell of a pro when it comes to giving a guy just what he wants. I hope I shall see you again for a repeat performance next week.”

By now both Liam and Sven had appeared on the scene and Larry had evidently told them about how Daniel had asked Greg to service him.

Sven said: “Well, Greg, tell us all; what happened in there between you and Daniel?”

“As you know, because I was wearing this cock ring, Daniel mistook me for an NBA and asked me to give him some anal stimulation, so that’s what I did: I gave him some anal stimulation; crudely put, I fucked his arse for him and he seemed to enjoy it.  I know that I did myself! Anyway, when I had shot my load, he asked me if I would give him a blow job. I wasn’t really sure what he wanted, but he soon made it clear to me as he pushed me to my knees and stuck his cock into my mouth.  So, as he was the client, I did what he wanted and sucked him off.  So, all in all it was a very nice little interlude, albeit totally unexpected.  He left, by the way, still thinking that I was an NBA and hoped to see me next week. Tell you what though: I prefer fucking to sucking!”

“That,” said Liam, “Is truly amazing.  Just to think that a couple of days ago you hardly knew where your dick was located and now you are handling it like a true pro.  You really have learned at lightning speed, Greg!  Congratulations!”

“Well, you know, guys, after the first few times, it’s not all that hard to get the hang of it and, at the end of the day, it is a natural act. So I guess that all one needs is a push in the right direction and then nature takes its course. All I can say is that now that I have been initiated by you guys into the undoubted joys of gay sex, I am completely sold on it. I cannot understand why I denied my sexuality to myself for so long and never got around to fucking anyone either. Anyway, I guess I have finally arrived where I should be and feel very happy in myself.  And, this little episode with Daniel, has taught me how easy it is to relate to other guys: if you both want to do it, it’s as easy as falling of a log and, let me say, both a darned sight less dangerous and a hell of a lot more enjoyable.” Greg laughed as he concluded.

A little later, when he was alone with Sven and Liam, Sven asked how things had gone with Larry.  “Guys; it is as if we were made for one another. I had a great time staying with Larry. It was the first time in my life, you know, that I actually shared a bed with someone else and it was just great.  We two had such a great time together, that what we have now agreed is that once I get started at Berkeley at the end of this month, I am going to come over and spend Friday and Saturday nights with Larry at his place.  We both really dig each other, so things are working out just perfectly for me.  Lord only knows what my mother would think if she knew what I was doing. But I’m not going to tell her; my life is my affair not hers.”

Sven took up the defence of Mrs Parry and said: “Let me tell you, Greg, what I think your mother would do if she knew how things had gone in the last few days. She would sigh with relief that you had finally found your true self and got your sex life organised.  She’s a wise old bird, your mother: she truly is. And let me tell you, Greg, you should thank her for her foresight.  It’s not every parent who would send their basket case of a son – and let’s face it Greg, that’s precisely what you were just a few days ago – on what was a gay sex teach-in course, in order to come to terms with his own unrecognised homosexuality. She is wise enough to know that no amount of persuading will ever make a guy change his sexuality and, in your best interests, she accepted that. Your ma, Greg, is a very special person and you should be glad that you have her”

CHAPTER 11

The next day was Monday, Greg’s last day with Sven and Liam, who really had very little more to teach Greg, who had taken to gay sex like a duck takes to water.

Sven said to Greg, with mock seriousness: “Well, young man, you have completed the gay sex orientation course as planned and it only remains for us, your teachers to confirm that you have learned, inwardly digested and know how to put into practice all that we have taught you. And, so, as with all course work, we are going to make you submit to an examination, after which assuming you are successful and obtain the required grades, we will issue you with your official certificate as a bona fide member of the San Francisco Gay Community and a CCC.”

By the end of this ridiculous speech, both Greg and Liam were laughing.  Greg asked: “What the fuck is a CCC, Sven?”

To which came the reply: “Oh, you are such a total ignoramus, Greg, Every man and his dog knows that CCC stands for a Completely Competent Copulator.  And that, my dear Greg, is the grade you should be aiming of in this exam!”

Sven then went over to Greg, pulled his shirt over his, head, pulled his pants and thong down, pushed him against the table, asking him to spread his legs.  He then lubed up Greg’s anus and gave him a truly monumental final fuck, using maximum force and length, culminating in a huge simultaneous orgasm for both of them. He then motioned to Liam to do the same, which he did with the greatest of pleasure. Then, to conclude the examination, he and Liam offered Greg their own arses. Sven said: “Come on Greg, give Liam and me a dose of anal stimulation in the way you did for Daniel yesterday” Which Greg, of course, did with alacrity.

When it was all over, the three guys all collapsed laughing. It had been a fine conclusion to a very successful few days, which everyone had enjoyed and from which Greg emerged a changed man: a true CCC!

“On a more serious note,” said Sven, “Chris asked me to tell you that if you want to work in the gym as a temporary paid NBA on either a Saturday or a Sunday to help with your college living expenses, you will be very welcome, as you seem to be a natural.  Think about it, as if you and Larry are going to start spending time together at the weekends, he will probably be working in the gym on one of the weekend days and you two could work together.”

With some regret, Greg drove home later that day. His mother welcomed him but did not ask any questions, nor did he offer any comment on what had happened. But, as Sven had observed, Mrs Parry was a wise old bird and she divined from the changed apparel that her son was wearing that all had gone well. Her worst fears vanquished, she smiled inwardly to herself.

A few days later, Mrs Parry rang Chris to thank him for all he had done for her son.  Chris confirmed to Mrs Parry that things could not have gone better.  Mrs Parry simply said: “As I said from the start, I knew I was right about Gregory’s sexuality: a mother just knows, you know! I can now sleep easily!”

THE END

You should now read the final story of this series:

Sex Agogo for Gregory