Kevin and Adam

Kevin, Adam and Brett

A homoerotic story

By

Jason Land 

 This is the second  of three connected stories which should be read

in the following order:

Kevin Meets Adam

Kevin, Adam & Brett

Kevin & Adam Become an Item

CHAPTER 1 

Adam and I had just ended an evening of sex with the other members of my gay club, the Lake Shore Copulators. Tonight had been a very special occasion as one of our founder members, Antonio, was leaving Chicago to take up a new job in San Francisco and Adam had been invited to join our select little group of super-active gays to replace him. This evening had been the occasion of Adam’s formal induction into the club; and not to put too fine a point on it, we had all fucked each other more or less to a standstill.  Everyone except Adam who happened to live in the same building as I did, had by now left left my apartment where the meeting had been held; I had just left the shower and was drying myself, leaving Adam still in there enjoying the hot water, when the doorbell rang.  I had ordered a pizza for Adam and myself and I walked across to the door, squinted through the one-way spy-hole to discover that it was, in fact, the pizza delivery guy: the selfsame one who had delivered the pizzas one previous time and been somewhat nonplussed when I had then opened the door to him stark naked.  Well, I thought, “He’s seen me stark-naked once, so what the hell does it matter if he sees me again? Anyway, what’s wrong with a guy his age seeing another man naked?”

So once again I opened the door to him.  I have to say that the first time he came with his delivery, I had not paid particular attention to him,  but I now noticed that this guy was a really muscular dude, well set up and physically very much like Adam and me. I wondered to myself what such an attractive young stud was doing delivering pizzas. He gazed at me, this time as if it were a daily occurrence to find himself confronted by a naked man; and with his eyes focusing directly on my cock, he said:“Hi! Do you spend your entire life wearing no clothes?”

I suppose one had to admire this guy’s instant chutzpah, for I imagine most guys would have turned heel and fled. “Come in, Brett,” I replied, having quickly read his name off the pizza-parlour badge he had pinned to his jacket. “I have to find you the cash as you were here much sooner than I expected and you caught me unawares again as I had just stepped out of the shower when you rang.  Put the pizzas in the kitchen please and just wait a second while I find my wallet to get you your money.”

At that very moment, Adam emerged naked from the bathroom, still towelling himself off. Brett’s eyes widened but he observed with his somewhat brash boldness, “Quite a little party you seem to have been having here; or am I missing something?”  He shifted his gaze from one to the other of us and then continued, “I have to say that you two guys are really well set up, especially where it counts. “What are you guys, bodybuilders or what?  I have never ever before delivered pizza to a place where the customers strutted around starkers. And this is the second time in a couple of weeks!  Not that it has anything at all to do with me, but come on, guys, what gives?”

“Well Brett,” I replied, “To satisfy your curiosity about something which really does not, as you say, concern you, for what it is worth, my partner here and I have been having a little sexual fun together; any objections?”

“No, no; not at all! I was just curious, and now I know.  But as I am now here, perhaps you can help me.  I have a girlfriend and we are, how shall I put it, “pretty close”, but I have often wondered what it might be like to have sex with another guy – just to satisfy my curiosity, you understand.”

Seeing the bold way Brett had insinuated himself into my apartment  by delivering a pizza, I decided to be rather brusque with him: “Are you telling us, Brett, that you might like to stay and have a bit of action with us ?”  I said. “Are you yourself unsure of your own sexuality and do you want to confirm by having sex with another man, that you are truly a straight guy or are you not sure?  You say you are “pretty close” to your girl friend, but how close is “pretty close” and for that matter how often do you actually have sex with her?”

Faced with such a blunt question, Brett began to falter.  He gave no immediate answer and was fast losing the brazen confident manner which he had adopted at the start of the conversation.  I started to discern in his demeanour, that there was a chink in this guy’s armour and I thought that I had an idea what it might be.

So I said to him, “Listen, Brett, I get the distinct impression from your evasiveness, and your obvious interest in what my friend and I have been doing together, that all is not well in the sexual world between you and your girl friend.  Am I right?”

“My god, you are so quick on the uptake,” replied Brett, “How ever did you come up with such an idea?”

“Well, am I right or wrong?  Is there or is there not, as Shakespeare put it, “Something rotten in State of Denmark”?  Am I right or wrong in my surmise?  Come on, Brett, it’s a simple question. Yes or no?

Then the whole story came pouring out.  Brett, admitted that he was completely uncertain about his relationship with his girl friend. It turned out that in the six months he had known her, their “pretty close relationship” had resulted only twice in sex; and finally Brett came clean to us and said that he was not even sure if he enjoyed fucking her.

“This is the thing,” he said, “I dream about fucking this chick, who is truly a lovely girl; but when it comes to the crunch I always find a reason to put it off.  At first I used to tell myself that it was she who was reluctant; but I knew I was kidding myself: it was me, and only me. To be frank with you guys, here I am aged nineteen, and you are right, I am not sure that I understand my own sexuality; am I gay or straight? This is the question I am beginning to ask myself. So perhaps you can see how meeting you two affected me.  My God, when I first looked at you both, my heart just missed a beat and I could feel my cock starting to twitch within seconds of seeing you two hunks in the buff. Just look at me now, I have a rigid hard on and we have done nothing but talk. What the hell am I? Am I gay or am I straight?”

Adam decided to answer. “Brett that was some revelation you have just made to two guys whom you do not know.  Listen, when I met Kevin here – by the way, my name is Adam and this is Kevin – well, when I met Kevin, quite by chance, not so very long ago in fact, I was also in a quandary.  Not the same one you are obviously in right now, as I knew that I was gay, of that there was no doubt at all; but I was just so timid that I had never had sex with anybody at all, man or woman  and I am two years older than you.  Well, Kevin helped me over that first step and once I had conquered my timidity, my life changed so much for the better. Knowing that I could relate seriously to other gay men was a great relief: I was suddenly free.  Now you have a different problem; it is not so much that you fear sex, but that you are totally unsure of where to direct your attentions and I think that both Kevin and I can empathise with you, for until you settle the important question: “What am I, gay or straight?”  you will know no peace.  The worst thing for you is to be indecisive and oscillate between gay and straight, for, ultimately, that is a recipe for disaster.”

“So you have to take a four square look at yourself and answer the fundamental question: am I gay or am I straight?  Now my guess is from what you have just told us that you are, in fact like Kevin and me, which is to say, gay, but this is something only you can know. Whatever the answer, it is you and you alone who have to come to terms with it.  At the end of the day, Brett, we are what we are and we all have to make the best of it.”

Listening to Adam, I thought to myself, what a penetrating diagnosis of Brett’s situation he had made and what a philosophical note he had struck; something really quite unexpected from someone who had himself barely got over the shock of relating sexually to other men.   I think that our extraordinary induction earlier that same evening, of Adam into our group had had a profound effect on him; so much so that in the course of a couple of hours, his whole outlook on the sexual aspects of his own life had greatly matured.

The atmosphere was already becoming much more relaxed, as we were all feeling more comfortable with each other, although to the proverbial fly on the wall, we must have looked a strange group: two naked studs talking to a fully dressed pizza delivery boy! But already, just looking at Brett, I could see that exposing his problem to us had been a tremendous relief to him; he had shared his problem and did not have to carry the full burden of it himself.  I felt sure it was the fact that he did not know either of us that had enabled him to divulge his thoughts, an act that he would have found difficult, if not impossible, with his friends or other guys whom he knew.

I said to him, “Listen, Brett, we can try to help you, if you are willing.  You are never going to know which way to jump until such time as you have had a sample of of both male-female and male-male sex.  So, listen, make yourself comfortable and we will all eat the pizza together and then if you are willing and want to, Adam and I will try to give you a bit of action so that you see what gay sex is all about.  Now, how about it, are you willing?”

‘OK guys, I’ll certainly go for that .” replied Brett. “Why not; I really haven’t anything to lose, or have I?”

Well, I countered,  smiling: “As you have never before had sex with a man, you will lose your anal virginity, for that is where our “teach-in” as I shall call it, will begin. You do understand what I am saying, don’t you.  If you go along with Adam and me, then you will have to resign yourself to taking another man’s cock up your arse.  Crudely put, either Adam or I, or possibly both of us, will fuck you, in much the same way as you fuck your girlfriend.  So, if you are OK with that, then make yourself comfortable and let’s eat”

“But I am comfortable.” said Brett, with a grin.

“Listen stud,” interjected Adam, “Don’t be so thick! What Kevin means is that you should get stripped for action before we eat.  So, don’t argue;  just take off your clothes, all of them;  just strip off and let us have a look at you – understood?”

We watched as Brett stripped and what was revealed was a stunning young man, with a rock- hard cock, perfectly cut to display a huge well rimmed knob to perfection.  It is perhaps hard to think of the male sexual organ as a beautiful object, but, in fact, it sometimes is; and this was just one of those times: Brett had a superb fuck-stick, as beautiful as any I had ever seen; it must have been the envy of all his mates.  It was hard to believe looking at him that he had any hang- ups with sex, as he certainly was well equipped. Frankly any gay guy looking at him would have had the urge to fuck him; and fuck him hard;  at first sight. Brett was just that attractive; but then so was Adam and he had suffered from inhibitive hang-ups.

So before we started eating, I said to Brett, “Brett, you are pretty well equipped where it counts. You know, for a guy as young as you, you have a magnificent piece of man-meat between your legs, of which you should be truly proud.  So, let’s profit from the fact that you are showing it to Adam and me rock-hard and raring to go, and measure your size, just for the record.”

I went over to a cupboard where I kept various bit of paraphernalia, and extracted a cock gauge, which I had bought some time ago as a bit of a joke. It was simply a long piece of rigid transparent plastic pipe with graduations down the side and with a piston sliding up and down inside it.

Brett looked at this piece of sex kit with horror and said, “What the hell is that for, and what the fuck are you going to do with it?”

So I went across to Brett, showed him that it was just a tube and suggested that he slip it over his cock so that we could get the length.  This he did with some reluctance, but once in place, I held the tube tight down against his pelvis and gently inserted the piston, pushed it down into the tube until it just touched the tip of his knob.  Brett’s erection measured a staggering nine inches, but with a girth to balance the length.  This young stud was as big as any of us and could not decide with which sex he wanted to exercise his tool; really quite amazing. I noticed by this time that Brett was already approaching the pre-cum stage as a little juice was beginning to dribble from his knob.  “This guy is surely gay,” I thought to myself, “He just needs to face the fact, accept it and he will be OK.”

“Well, Brett,” I said, “You are magnificently equipped where it counts; you can be proud of your dick.  Have you had any cock training?”

“No,” came the answer, “It has just grown like that of its own accord; it’s never had any encouragement at all from me.”

So all three of us, now naked, sat down, divided up the pizza and ate. I fetched another bottle of champagne from the fridge and we downed that.  Brett looked at us with an enquiring air, but drank the bubbly with no comment. 

CHAPTER 2

Once we had finished eating, I said to Brett, “OK stud, up you get and lie flat on your back on that table over there.  Put your feet on the edge of the table top, you’re your knees and bend your legs, so that we can see what we are doing and just relax. Nothing awful is going to happen to you.  But you do realise don’t you, that you are going to have your arse fucked and that that act will change your outlook forever and indeed, possibly your entire sex life.  When we have inducted you into the basic art of gay sex, you will have lost your anal virginity.”

Adam had a tube of Anolube ready and thrust the nozzle into Brett’s sphincter.

Brett shuddered and said, “What the hell you doing to me?  What is this stuff you are squirting up my arse?”

“It’s just and anal lubricant,” I told him, “To make what follows more comfortable.  A man’s hole needs some lubricant to help the penetrating cock to slide smoothly to and fro.  An anal fuck is really no different than what you have had previously with your girlfriend. It is exactly the same as a man fucking a woman, except that the guy doing the fucking, the top as he he commonly called in the gay parlance, inserts his cock into his male partner’s anus, in much the same way as he would penetrate his female partner’s vagina.” 

“There is no basic difference.  But a woman is programmed automatically to produce a lubricant to facilitate intercourse with her partner once he has aroused her, whereas in male-male intercourse, no matter how much the guy who is the bottom wants his partner to fuck him, he does not produce any lubricant himself.  So, we aid nature and use an artificial lubricant.”

While I was explaining all this to Brett, Adam had rolled on a condom and was ready to go.  I nodded to him that he should begin and with no further explanation, he thrust his huge cock straight into Brett’s hole and gave him its full length, after which he paused for a moment and asked Brett how it all felt. Brett confirmed that he had felt a little pain, but that he had no problem and so Adam started his thrusting.  Adam had, by now, become a very accomplished handler of his magnificent fuck-stick and he tried to ensure that, although it was the first time, Brett would also arrive at a climax and have a good orgasm.

He need not have worried, for Brett was clearly enjoying being fucked as much as Adam was enjoyed fucking him and with that final long, hard plunged, which is the mark of the truly experienced butt fucker, Adam succeeded in bringing both himself and Brett to a simultaneous climax.  Brett ejaculated his cream all over his own belly, and chest as well as over Adam.  Brett’s climax just went on and on, as he pumped what seemed like an endless stream of sperm from his cock. 

I have to say, that I really admired the way Adam had performed, for he and I had not said a word to each other as to the “order of service” as it were. In the event, Adam had taken the first shot at Brett’s hole and it had been a great success. In a word, Adam seemed to have fully arrived as a totally uninhibited gay guy.  I was very pleased indeed, as I myself found Adam a very agreeable sex partner. I desperately hoped that he felt the same about me and after our relatively brief acquaintance that our relationship would survive, now that he had clearly found his wings.

After a pause whilst the performers of the first act pulled themselves together, I prepared myself for the next stage of Brett’s initiation into gay sex by pulling on a condom in readiness.  Adam and Brett were now lying side by side on the table, so I handed Brett a towel to wipe himself off and then pulled him to his feet.  I then pushed Brett towards the spare bedroom, where I told him to lie on his stomach on the bed and spread his legs.

“What’s going to happen now?” he asked.

“What the hell do you think is going to happen?” I replied, “You are just at the beginning of your initiation into the joys of gay sex.”  And with that I dropped on top of him and gave him the full length of my cock.  I have to say, that Brett had a very attractive butt, with two tight cheeks just crying out for a cock to slide between them and spear his tight little anus; in a word, it was a perfect invitation for a butt fuck.  As I penetrated him, Brett let out a breath but nothing else, so I then gave him the very best anal fuck I could, from the rear entry position, with long firm strokes, of ever increasing force and speed, until I finally withdrew completely from his anus and plunged my meat as hard as I could as deeply into his hole as possible.  My balls bottomed against his arse and I arrived at an enormous climax, achieving the same effect for him. 

Brett just shuddered and shuddered as he ejaculated his cream all over the bed sheet in powerful spurts.  I have to say, that lying on top of a young muscular body, feeling the utter domination of myself over my young and inexperienced partner, was a very, very satisfying and sensual experience for me.  Altruistically, Adam and I were jointly trying to help Brett come to terms with his own sexuality; but what was, I suppose, a teach-in session for Brett was also a very satisfying experience for us too. In a word, fucking Brett to show him the ropes had been a great pleasure for both of us.  As ever, the old maxim applied: “Fucking is a toy which never fails to please.” Never was there a truer word spoken!  But the important question was, what had Brett thought of is first gay sex experience?

“Gee, you two studs really do know now to fuck a guy’s butt.” he said. “That was one hell of an experience for me and I have to say that I never ever, in a month of Sundays, would have believed that taking another guy’s dick up my arsehole could have given me so much pleasure.  Listen, guys, that was one of the greatest experiences of my life: I enjoyed every minute of it.”

So I said to Brett, “But you do realise that you are only half done with learning about gay sex, don’t you Brett?”

He looked at me inquisitively and said, “I am not quite sure what you mean.”

“Well,” I replied, “Just think about it for a second and you will realise that gay sex, unlike heterosexual sex, the sort you have had with your girlfriend, cuts both ways.  A guy can fuck his chick, but she cannot fuck him in return. In other words it’s a one way street.  Gay sex, on the other hand cuts two ways; a guy can have his own hole fucked, but can, by virtue of the fact that he too has a cock, use it to fuck another guy.”

“So far we have fucked you and if you like, you have so far been cast in the role normally played by the girl, whilst Adam and I have twice taken the male role.  But you too need to take the male role, as you need to experience both actions. You need experience of being fucked by your male partner and then reversing the role and fucking him in return.  It’s pretty obvious if you think about it for a moment.”

“Of course, there are lots of guys who prefer one or the other. It is not uncommon in the gay fraternity, to find guys who only fuck other guys and equally guys who never themselves fuck another guy but are content to have their own butt fucked repeatedly.  In the vernacular of the gay community they are known as tops and bottoms, respectively.  In fact, very often in impromptu situations, where two gays meet for the first time and are keen to have casual sex with each other – which  is a very common occurrence – the  question often put is: “Are you a top or a bottom?”

“So as you can see, if two tops or two bottoms meet, then it’s very likely a no-go situation unless one or both of them relax their attitude; but not everyone can.  It is quite common for some guys just to fuck butt and never let anyone near their own arsehole. So, such guys, although gay, are the nearest thing in gay life to the straight guy, who has sex only with his wife.”  

“But the best is if you are like Adam and me; I fuck him and he fucks me.  We are, to coin a word: polyvalent.  So how about it, are you ready to fuck butt yourself young man?”

“You mean that you want me to fuck one of you two – right now?” spluttered Brett.

“I don’t see why not.” I replied.  “We have both fucked you, so why not try out your cock out on one of us?  You know how to fuck your girlfriend, don’t you?  Well the only difference here is that you will be using your tool up an arsehole rather than a girl’s vagina, otherwise the technique identical. And, anyhow, you have seen how it is done, so just decide on the position you want your partner to adopt and away you go.  Come on, Brett, don’t suddenly become shy. You have a magnificent piece of man-meat between your legs, so just get it hard and let’s go.

So, whom do you fancy for your first gay fuck: Adam or me?”

“Gee, Kevin you are just so direct and you do not mince words.  You know I don’t really know if I am up to using my cock on another man.  It was one thing letting you fuck me, but when I have to be the active partner, I really don’t know.”

“For crying out loud, cut the cackle, Brett and just cast your eyes down and take a look at yourself. You are already hard as a rock just listening to me talking to you, so get real; it is going to happen as it is an obligatory part of this gay-sex initiation course which you are now in the middle of.  Look at your cock, it’s telling you exactly what it wants. So, roll a condom on that rod of yours and let’s get started.  Who is it to be, Adam or me?”

I looked over at Adam, who was almost laughing at my verbal brutality with Brett. He nodded his assent that he would be willing to let Brett take his first anal fuck with him.  I thought to myself how Adam had suddenly matured into a totally confident gay. He had been well on the way before this extraordinary evening of non-stop sex; but after being give his totally unforeseen induction into our little group, he had suddenly graduated to the level of a true pro. He was suddenly a competent fucker, totally in charge of his own cock and he himself was equally at home fucking some guy as having his own hole fucked by an unknown cock. 

The night with Antonio and me had been the first step, and now that he had experienced our group, to which he now numbered, he was totally confident and at ease with himself and his sexuality.  I thought to myself, that the next step was to introduce Adam to the joys of the occasional recreational sex contact: to fuck and be fucked by a guy whom one had just met.  But all in due time, for tonight and right now, we were trying to help Brett come to terms with himself.  

I thought to myself, once we get over this next little hurdle with Brett, then he will be in the same state as Adam after his first experiences with me.  I was already almost sure that Brett was going to recognise a fact that was staring him in the face, which was that he was gay, meaning he would have to change his life style. But the problem, if problem it truly was, was that he had to take the next step and be willing to use his cock to fuck butt.  There was no other way; he just had to do it and tonight was the perfect moment as he was already half way there.

“Come on Brett, who is it going to be, Adam or me?”

“Well, if you really think I should, then I would like to make my first attempt with Adam, as he is the one to whom I surrendered my anal virginity, as you put it.”

“Great,” I said, “So just roll on a condom and I will do the honours on Adam’s hole and lube him up for you and then you are ready to roll!  How do you want your first time to be? The way Adam took you, face to face in the mission position or from the back, the way I have just taken you?”

“God, Kevin, you make it all sound like ordering a pizza; anchovies and capers or just capers? I think I would like to service Adam face to face, with him on the table as was I.”

And with this, Adam lay flat on his back on the table, put his feet on the edge and spread his legs to give Brett access to his fundamental orifice.  Brett hesitated but a second, and having realised that it was now or never, finally took the plunge and advanced his rock-hard dick towards Adam’s anus.  As we have already seen, Brett had a cock which any guy could be proud of: at nine inches hard with good girth it was splendid weapon by any standards. Adam braced himself as Brett pushed his knob against his sphincter and encountered the usual resistance.

Adam said to him, “Go on Brett; just push until our cock starts to slide into me, then push harder and give me its full length.  Don’t be frightened: you are not going to damage me; just do it.”

Brett’s cock slid smoothly into Adam’s hole and he emitted a sigh of relief that he had already got so far.  He suddenly realised that he was now in the driving seat and that what he was doing was much the same as he had done previously with his girl friend; and so he attacked Adam’s hole like a seasoned professional.  Suddenly all his inhibitions vanished and he pumped Adam with ever increasing and powerful strokes of his cock until he suddenly climaxed and fell forward on top of Adam. 

I would not have been at all surprised if Adam had not been aroused to a climax by Brett’s first attempt, but it was not so. As Brett collapsed across Adam’s body, with the emotion of his own orgasm, Adam suddenly ejaculated an enormous amount of cum, in a series of violent ejaculative jerks; I have to say that I was totally amazed at the result, when just a few minutes earlier, the chief protagonist in the act, Brett, had been wondering whether he could do it or not. Well, Brett’s first butt fuck had to be chalked up as a great success.

Adam said, “Good God Brett; that was a brilliant first effort. Are you sure that you have never ever fucked butt before?  You even brought me to a climax, which, frankly, I did not expect; so that was a bonus for me.”  He ended with a laugh.

Brett said, “I never realised quite how easy it would be until I got my cock touching your anus.  Then I guess, Mother Nature took over, and I just did what comes naturally; and I have to say that from that moment on, I enjoyed every single minute of it; it was an utterly divine and revelatory experience for me.  I could never have believed just how good it would feel to shoot cum into another guy’s hole.  That, guys, was truly an experience of a life time.”

It was now quite late, so I said to Brett, “Listen dude, you have come a long way this evening, and you now have a good idea of what gay sex is like.  Let’s call it a day for now and, if you are still interested we can all get together again and chew the fat over your thoughts. How does that sound?”

“Sounds great to me,” said Brett, “So let me clean myself off and I will be off for tonight. But let me just say, that it has been great, what you have taught me this evening.”  And with that Brett left us alone, departing with my phone number.

“Time for us to hit the sack as well.” I said to Adam.  “I have to say, it has been a very eventful evening to say the least.”

“Amen to that,” rejoined Adam.

Now, as you know Adam, rented a small efficiency apartment down on the second floor. It was, in fact, by pure chance that we both lived in the same building, as we had not known each other before that evening when I picked him up in the bar at the Howard Hotel.  But it is odd how often chance plays an important role in our lives.

Adam then said to me, “Kevin, do you think I could stay here with you tonight, sleep in the same bed as you, as I would really like that, now that I have been inducted into the group?  I have really enjoyed ever moment of this evening, especially our helping Brett to decide where he wants to go in life. I really felt that I was helping him in the same way, just a short while ago, you helped me. It would really mean a great deal to me, if I could just sleep beside you.  I know we have never done it before, and I don’t want any more sex tonight, but I really would appreciate a warm body close to me.  Can I sleep alongside you in your bed?”

I have to say I was somewhat surprised, for the idea that we should sleep together had never occurred to me. Anyway, I was so touched by Adam’s request that I of course said yes. How could I refuse him?  And so we went to bed together and he lay very close to me. We did not touch, however, but it was the end to what had turned out to be a perfect evening and like that we both fell asleep.

CHAPTER 3

I awoke quite suddenly next morning to find myself alone in bed. But the sound of the shower from the bathroom told me where Adam was.  I checked the clock and it was only 7:30 so I wondered if Adam had some pressing engagement, for today was a Saturday and neither of us worked that day.  So, I got up, took a leak in the toilet and joined Adam in the shower. 

He did not immediately hear me enter, as he was busy lathering himself up in the shower gel, but when he turned and saw me, he said, “Hi, Kevin, good morning.  Did I waken you?  I have to get on, as every Saturdays morning I have a three hour training session in the gym I go to and I didn’t want to be late for that.”

It was then that it struck me that we had never discussed gyms or training; but just one look at Adam’s body would have told even the most casual observer that here was guy who took care of himself and went out of his way to develop his body and keep it in shape. “Adam,” I said, “Now that you have joined our little club, you should think about training with us, for all six of us always spend Saturday morning together at a gym, not too far from here.  Do you have a training partner at the place you go to or do your work-out alone?”

“Oh, you know exactly how timid I was when we first met in the bar the Howard. No, I have no partner; so I have always worked out alone.”

“Great, then, it is all settled; as of today you will come and work-out with me and your new buddies; you will really enjoy it, as it is a very special place.  And, there is no rush, either, as we do not meet until 9:30, so we have lots of time.” And with that Adam looked at me and then started to soap me up with his hands and I have to say, that I found this a very agreeable business, as I had never before experienced having another man’s (or woman’s for that matter) hands massaging my body.  Adam grew ever more persistent in his effort to cover me in soap and turned me around so that my back was to him.  He then started massaging the shower gel onto my back.  I found the whole business highly erotic and realised that my cock was gradually rising to the occasion, when suddenly, with no warning at all, Adam thrust his own tool, rock-hard, straight into me and gave me three quick, full length strokes of his magnificent piece of man-meat.

“Good morning, Kevin,” he said with a laugh. “How do you like my greeting?  It is something I have just learned.” And another laugh.

He then started fucking my hole with long and ever more powerful strokes and at the same time put his right hand around me and started to jerk my cock off, holding me firm with his left hand which rested on my hip.  It was a completely new experience for me, to have my butt fucked but at the same time to have the same guy working my cock for me.  But he was so persistent and professional in what he was doing, that I did not even consider stopping him.  Truth to tell, I was enjoying every moment of this totally unexpected and impromptu assault.

Just how Adam divined the moment of climax, I will never know, but this young stud somehow managed to shoot his cream into me at precisely the same moment as I ejaculate my own sperm.  It was evident that we had both reached a tremendous climax of an orgasm as we both shuddered and pumped out our sperm with tremendous vigour for what seemed an age.

“Good God,” I said to Adam, once we had both caught our breath after the effort which had just been expended, “Where the hell did you learn that?  Who in heaven’s name taught you that trick?  It was, absolutely, a fucking marvellous experience.”

So Adam said, “No one taught me anything.  It was just when you got into the shower with me that I found you so utterly irresistible, that the idea came to me. And then, when you had your back to me, I just couldn’t stop myself.  I was absolutely hard and my cock was telling me what it wanted;  before I started soaping your back, I had seen that you were also getting hard due to the work I was doing soaping up your chest; so you see, it was not  exactly rocket science to put two and two together, to realise that we both were ready for sex.”

“You must know, Kevin, or perhaps you do not know, but I think it highly unlikely, you have the most lovely and inviting bubble butt, so that was the final straw;  I simply had to fuck it.  Come on, Kevin just think about it, we had both been deprived of sex for about nine hours, from the time when Brett left your place last night.  Now for two guys who are as randy as we obviously are, and with that degree of severe deprivation, is it surprising that I could not help myself and had to rape you, in the most gentle and friendly manner, I might add.”  And he concluded with a roar of laughter at the load of nonsense he had just uttered; deprivation indeed; he was just a randy young stud!

“God in heaven, I’ll swear, Adam, that you are becoming a sex maniac.”  I replied laughingly, “But let me tell you that that was one of the most exhilarating sex experiences I have ever had.  Adam, you really are a true pro you know; but how you have achieved such prowess and confidence in such a short time escapes me.  I guess that what I picked up that night not so very long ago in the Howard bar, was a guy with a sort of sex genie bottled up inside of him, just waiting to be let out.  Well, let me assure you, after that stellar performance, if a genie it is, it is well and truly out of the bottle and I doubt that it will ever be put back.  I can see now that there will be no stopping you.“Now, if you think that you have finished sexually molesting me, shall we rinse off, get dressed, have some breakfast and get down to the gym?”

“Oh great master.” replied Adam, with a smile and a deep bow, “The genie in me bows to your slightest wish. So yes, let’s do exactly as you have just said.  I can’t wait to get on with things, for life is becoming so very exciting for me.”

“That I can see.” I added laconically.

So, finally we got dressed and had some breakfast.  Adam went down to his place, picked up his training kit and off we went to the gym.  It was, I think an eye-opener for Adam, as what I had neglected to tell him was that at the gym we patronised, there was a separate, fully equipped room, where those who wished could work out completely naked, which is what we usually did.  It was not exclusive to our group or to gays in particular, for quite a number of young studs of both persuasions clearly liked strutting their stuff naked in front their peer group. It was one of the few places where amateur bodybuilders could show themselves off, as there was no professional forum otherwise available.

After his initial surprise, Adam was in his element, taking it I like a duck to water. Of course he had nothing at all to be shy about as he was a really well built young stud, with lovely muscles and with a magnificent cock.  His appearance attracted several admiring glances from other guys and it was clear that he too enjoyed sizing up the competition. And then of course, there was the pleasure of being admired by those round you.

When we left towards lunch time, Adam said to me that he had really enjoyed the experience as there was a great deal of pleasure in being in the company of other young muscle-men with big cocks.  He had found it totally arousing. And there our first morning of training together ended, we grabbed a quick bite at a local lunch counter and then parted.

CHAPTER 4

The next day was Sunday and I lay awake a long time in bed after waking up and though about all that had happened since Friday, just a couple of days ago.  It was nearly eleven when I finally dragged myself to my feet and made for the shower.  I had no sooner finished showering, when the phone rang.  I picked up the receiver to find that I had Brett on the other end.  But this was not the confident Brett who had left us after his first encounter with gay sex on Friday evening, but a guy who was clearly troubled.  I held the phone to my ear and listened to a halting, half apologetic Brett.

“Hi, Kevin,” he began, “You, er, know the other evening, you, er, said that we might, er, we could, er,  get together again.  Did you, er, I mean did you really mean it?  The thing is, er, well the thing is I have been thinking a lot about what happened to me on Friday, and I wondered, er, well I was just wondering, I guess, if we could, er, if we, er, if we could get together again as I feel, er, well, quite honestly, I, er, feel very uncertain, er, yes, very uncertain about my feelings about what you did, er, I mean, what we and Adam, er, did together.’

Brett was clearly in a disturbed state of mind with himself as his inability to string his words together to utter a coherent sentence unpunctuated by numerous ‘ers’.  So I said to him, “Sure thing Brett; listen, if you are not doing anything this afternoon, why don’t you come round here about noon and I will treat you to a sample of my gourmet cooking, which means that I will take two frozen meals out of the deepfreeze instead of one.  Then we can discuss what it is that is clearly bothering you and try to set you on the straight and narrow to wherever it is you want to go.  How about it?”

There was an audible sigh of relief from Brett, who said, “That’s just great, Kevin. I’ll be there around noon and this time I won’t be delivering pizza!’

A few minutes after Brett’s call, the phone rang again.  This time it was Antonio, who said, “Hi, Kevin. You know I’m leaving at the end of this coming week so we may not see one another again for quite some time, I thought, if you were free this afternoon, we might get together for one last time before I leave, sort of  by way of a  farewell session.”

What could I say to him, one of my closest friends, and also one of my very favourite sex partners from among the guys in our little group; so I told him to come along?  I did not mention that Brett was going to be there as I thought it prudent to cross that bridge when we finally got to it.

No sooner had Antonio rung off when the phone went again.  Who the hell can this be I asked myself.  Well, it turned out to be Dmitri, who wondered if I was at a loose end for the afternoon as he had thought that he might pop round and spend, as he put it “a bit of quality time with you”.

“Have you just been talking to Antonio,” I asked him, “Because he has just two minutes ago rung off and he is coming around this afternoon for sort of a farewell session.”

“No, no, not at all,” came the reply, but that would really be great if the three of us could get together for the afternoon.  Is that OK by you?”

So, resigning myself to what was shaping up to be a real party, I said to Dmitri, “Sure thing stud, do come around, the more the merrier; but listen; there is something I need you to do for me on your way over.  You know the sex shop two blocks over from your place, the one that’s open every day until midnight; well, please go by there on your way here and get me a fifty pack of Anol King Size Superlube condoms and a fifty pack of Anolube sachets, as I am nearly out of everything and the way things are shaping up right now, we might need some supplies.”

“No problem! Will do! See you around two, is that OK,”

“If you say so.” I sighed into the ‘phone and hung up.

It was just gone noon when Brett arrived. To say he and had difficulty in expressing himself on the phone just a little earlier, his hesitancy did not seem to have stopped him selecting his wardrobe, which was an eye-opener.  Brett was wearing an amazing pair of pants, which hugged his arse tightly. He was either wearing no underwear at all or one of those thongs with a single slender back strap which settles between the two buns and is thus invisible. These were just the sort of pants a guy would wear if he wanted to show off all his credentials and in Brett’s case the credentials were certainly there to be shown off: and well worth looking at they were. 

But his butt was not the only feature which these pants displayed, for they were so cut that the wearer showed off a beautiful bulge of man- meat.  Brett’s attire was then completed by a skin tight T shirt, with rather short sleeves, which showed off his biceps and pecs to perfection ; and I might add, perfect they were.  Frankly, if Brett had walked into a gay bar anywhere down town, he would have risked being raped.  His “look” said, “Come and fuck me” just a clearly as if he had walked up to someone and asked them if they would like some action.  I was really gob-smacked that Brett should have dressed in an outfit, which shouted, “I am a gay.” to all and sundry.  Don’t get me wrong; I simply loved looking at this guy, who in his present clothes was just the most tantalising cock-tease I had ever seen.  Did he know the effect he was having on me; I wonder? His face, however, did not match the gay appearance of his clothes, for he looked as miserable as sin as he came in and sat down.

I said to him, “So, come on, Brett, what gives, come on and spill the beans; why are you looking so mournful as if you are going to a funeral when you’re dressed as if you are going to a party of swingers?”  And spill the beans he did and there were lots of them to spill.

“After you had given me my first taste of gay sex on Friday evening,”  he said, “I went back to the Frat. House where I share a room with a straight guy. He has been away for the weekend and so I have not seen him. I went to bed right away, but I could not sleep as the events of Friday evening were churning around in my head.

My god, I thought to myself, I went to Kevin’s apartment to deliver a pizza and I somehow got myself involved in a little fuckfest, something I had never done in my life before.  Don’t get me wrong, by the way, I really enjoyed what happened but it may have changed my life forever.”

“Anyway, I finally dropped off to sleep and had a nightmare about my girlfriend finding out what I had been up to the previous evening, which led to an enormous row between the two of us, ending in a bust up.  At that moment I woke up and it was eight o’clock Saturday morning. Well my nightmare  all became reality.”

“Saturday evening my girlfriend and I were invited to a party at a friend’s house and when that broke up about one this morning, my girlfriend took me to the apartment of a friend of hers who was away for the weekend and had lent her the key.  Well, you know what is coming, don’t you.  She was desperate to get me into bed as she was dying to have sex with me; but as I told you and Adam on Friday night, I was personally really look-warm about the whole business of fucking a chick. So there we were stark naked in bed together and she was all over me; she really had the hots on at that moment for me, whilst I, for my sins, could not even raise it one little bit; my cock just hung there like a limp rag, with this poor girl wanting desperately for me to fuck her and I was completely incapable of obliging her.”

“I can tell you I was mortified by the fact that I could not get hard enough even to penetrate her.  Well an argument developed, with her hurling recriminations at me, telling me what an impotent bastard I was and so on; and on and on it went; a tirade off words directed at me.  You surely know the expression, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”  Well, let me tell you she was not exactly a woman scorned;  but that did not matter; for hell had no fury compared with the verbal battering she gave me.  So, about three in the morning I was practically kicked out of the place and left to find my own way back to the Frat. House where I arrived at around four his morning. So perhaps you can now understand why I sounded so very shaky on the phone.”

“I don’t know if you can imagine how I feel, for it sees that my whole life has been shattered; and why?  Is it because I bulldozed you and Adam into showing me the ropes or it is because I was tepid in my approach to my girlfriend?  Why the fuck could I not get a hard on to please her. It was the least I could have done, but I did not manage it. I feel utterly defeated.  I really like her; she is a lovely girl, but I just did not want to get too sexually involved with her quite so quickly.  But one night, just to please her, surely I should have been at least able to rise to the occasion: but I couldn’t! What am I to do?  My life is in ruins.”

So I said to Brett, “Listen stud, stop talking nonsense. Your life is not in ruins and your experience last night may have been the best thing that could have happened to you.  So just cut the crap and let’s sit down and eat and I will then tell you what I think.”  And that is precisely what we did.

CHAPTER 5  

As we ate, I started talking to Brett, explaining things as I perceived them from our very brief acquaintance.  “Brett, you have just arrived here in a terrible state because of your inability to perform with your girlfriend last night.  But why, in fact, have you come here today?  That is the question which needs to be answered. Well let me tell, you what I think.”

“Brett, I think that sexually you do not know whether you are coming or going. Assuming what you have told Adam and me is true, then it seems to me that, aged nineteen and physically as attractive a guy as any chick could want and equipped with a weapon that most men would die for, you have had practically no sexual experience at all.  In fact, if we take what you told us at face value, you have only had sex with your girlfriend twice in the last year or so.”

“Yet you do have a girlfriend, whom you profess to like: she is a truly nice girl, so you tell us; but just look at your relationship with her. You have known her for over a year and have had sex with her only twice; and to crown it all, last night, when she had gone out of her way to arrange for a place for you two to be alone together, you couldn’t even get it up for her. So, you finished up having a blazing row and, as far as I understand you have broken with her or, more probably, she has dumped you. You could hardly have described the two of you as an item, could you?”

“Now, this is clearly why you are in the state you are, but quite frankly, Brett, it is probably the very best thing that could have happened to you.  You have already admitted to us that it was you and not she who avoided sex; and just today you said that you really did not want to get into a deep sexual relationship with her too soon.  Well, just take a look at yourself in a mirror and you will see the answer to your problem.  Brett, you just don’t like girls in the way that a straight guy does;  you don’t want sex with a female; females just don’t push your buttons; they don’t turn you on.  Just face thefacts, you are a homosexual and believe me, nothing: absolutely nothing; is going to change that fact; you are gay and that is that. And that Brett is just something which you are going to have to come to terms and live with,”

“But until Friday night when you arrived here with the pizza and found Adam and me prancing around naked, you had never had the chance to experience gay sex either.  But just look at the way you jumped at the opportunity to have sex with Adam and me, without even knowing exactly what was going to happen.  Your cock was already telling you what it wanted as it became rock-hard within seconds, as it should have done when you were in bed with your girlfriend last night had you wanted to have sex with her.  Make no mistake, Brett, your man-meat would  have told you exactly what it wanted, which, in fact, it did last night: it told you by remaining limp, that it did not want to fuck the girl lying beside you in bed.”

“So, now I come to the key question: why have you come here today?  I know I told you we could get together again and to give me a call, but what specifically do you see happening here today?  And another thing: what possessed you to wear the highly sexy outfit, which signals to all and sundry that you are gay.  You know, if you walked into a gay bar anywhere in town, dressed as you now are, let me tell you that you would be raped before you could blink.”

“Brett, you have to realise that you just look so utterly sexy, dressed as you are, flaunting everything you’ve got. You might as well have worn a T shirt with a logo on it saying:  “Fuck Me Hard”. Where the hell did you buy such clothes and what on earth made you decide to wear them to come here today?  Brett. In case you are unaware of the fact, I will repeat it.  You have a fabulous body and cock, and you do not need to dress the way you have today to convince me or anyone of us that fact. Remember, on Friday we were all naked together in this very room, so all three of us know exactly what the others look like.”

Brett had listened to all this without comment and then said, “You know, Kevin, everything you have just said is the truth; a truth which I am only just now beginning to realise that I have to face.  You are right; I don’t want sex with a woman. So, why did I come here and what do I want? Well, I guess I was hoping that we might somehow get together and have some sex.  I have to admit that my first gay experience, which was on Friday night, was an eye-opener for me and I suppose that the fact that I enjoyed being with Adam and you so very much was largely responsible for my inability to perform last night.”

“I suppose like many guys, I fell in with the girlfriend routine, because it is the conventional thing to do, you know; guys go out with dolls, fuck them and often get married and have a family. I really like my girlfriend, or perhaps I should say, my ex-girlfriend; but I knew fairly soon after having had sex with her a couple of times that it was not for me.  I feel a bit guilty about stringing her along for so  long and she was quite right to finish with me last night.  The only good thing coming out of it is that I shall not have any explaining to do to her; she now knows that I am incapable of fucking her: end of story!”

“As for these clothes: well, I guess that I should have known when I bought them (mail order from a supplier in San Francisco, by the way) that I was buying overtly gay sportswear.  The very fact that I was buying such stuff should have helped me crystallise my thoughts; I mean who but a gay guy would buy such gear?  You know I have never ever worn them before and I suppose I wanted to make myself attractive to you, which as you say, is quite unnecessary as you know exactly what I have to offer.”

“Brett,” I replied, “You have obviously come a long way since Friday towards recognizing your true sexuality.  You do need to lay completely to rest in your own mind, the questions of male-female relationships and to accept, if that is what you now think to be the fact, that your future life will me male-male orientated; in a word, that you are just like Adam and me; gay!  There is no shame in it and no one is going to be able to change it if that is truly the way you feel about yourself.  But remember, all I said earlier is based on what you told me and ultimately, only you yourself can decide.  Let me tell you that for me the worst scenario, which so often leads to unhappiness, is to be bisexual, both gay and straight.  Such fence sitting is so often a recipe for disaster.”

“Now  listen, Brett, it just so happens that since you called me this morning, not one, but two of my close friends rang me independently and said that, being at a loose end, they would like to come around here this afternoon for a bit of action.  In fact, neither is at present aware that you are here; but we three are good friends  and regular sex partners, so why not stick around and we will see what the four of us can do together and try to enrich your experience of gay sex.  How about it?  But if you do stick around just bear in mind that you will be taking part in a small fuckfest, which means that you will get your arse fucked several times and that you yourself will exercise your cock on your partners, also several times.  In short it will be an afternoon of nonstop sex.”

“My god,” said Brett, “I really do seem to have fallen on my feet. It sounds just great, because when I rang you I desperately wanted to go on further than we went on Friday evening. But what if you two friends do not take to me; what then?”

“Oh Brett” I replied, “Please do stop talking such utter rot. Believe me when I tell you that the moment my two pals both set eyes upon you, they will both want to strip you naked and fuck the living daylights out of your beautiful bubble -butt. Don’t you realise that even without that ridiculous, come-hither outfit you are wearing today, you are a highly attractive young stud that any gay guy would want to have sex with immediately; you just have that magnetic look about you.  So for goodness sakes just accept that that is the way you are.  Believe me, you are going to have no problems in the world of gay sex.  I reckon you are just made for it.”

“So Brett, let’s see if the three of us can take you to heaven and back this afternoon and provide you with enough experience for you finally to accept your sexual orientation.  Just relax and enjoy yourself this afternoon; there are no taboos and we are not breaking any laws. Remember, only you can decide if this is the life you want, but my own guess, given all I know about you, is that you are a true homosexual, just as are Adam and I; and, for that matter, Antonio and Dmitri, the guys who are coming around later. And, if that is the case, then the sooner you accept the fact, the better, as your life will become a lot easier. In a word you will just feel a sense of relief that you have now defined your true self and will feel so very much better in your skin.” 

CHAPTER 6

The doorbell rang and it was Antonio who arrived.  He looked somewhat surprise to see a new face as I had not told him that Brett would be around. So I made the necessary introductions, saying that Brett was a new acquaintance I had recently made and would like to stick around and take part in the afternoon’s action.

“So, what are we waiting for.” said Antonio, “Let’s get started: no point in wasting time when we could be fucking.”

“Hold on a moment,” I interjected, “Dmitri rang me just after your call this morning and suggested he and I spend the afternoon together, so he is coming around too and should be here any moment.”

The doorbell rang a second time announcing Dmitri’s arrival. He greeted Antonio with surprise and then turned to me to enquire who the new guy was.  So I again performed the necessary introductions.  I noticed that both Antonio and Dmitri  were eying Brett very closely; but then who would not? Dressed as he was, he was an invitation to any red-blooded gay to fuck him.  Dmitri motioned to the bag of condoms and lube he had brought from the sex shop as requested and remarked that there was an interesting publicity flyer in the bag, which I might like to take a look at later.

So there we were the four of us, just about to strip off for an afternoon of action when the doorbell rang again.  I had no idea who it could be, as I was expecting no one else; but I ask myself whether or not I was surprised when I found Adam on my doorstep.

“Hi, Kevin, sorry to arrive unannounced, but I was at a bit of a loose end this afternoon and I just thought  would  come up and see what you were doing.  I thought we might spend a bit of time together, but I see that I appear to be interrupting something, so don’t let me disturb you.”

“Come right in, Adam. You are not disturbing anything. You know everyone, including Brett. Well, like you, both Dmitri and Antonio had the same idea and sort of invited themselves round to tie up their loose ends, so to speak.  I had already made a date with Brett for lunch here, so now you know how we all came to be here.  Nothing at all is planned, but here we all are. So Adam, don’t talk rot: just come in and make yourself at home: the more the merrier”

I turned to Brett, who was beginning to look vaguely anxious and said, “Well, Brett, you now see how free and easy things are with me and my buddies; so what set off as a lunch date between you and me, has now blossomed into five man session.  Perhaps I should just explain to Antonio and Dmitri who have only just met you, that you are a  new friend whom Adam and I met a few nights ago, when we introduced you for the first time to the undoubted joys of gay sex.  I might add guys, that Brett here was a willing party to our activities but nevertheless left Adam and me feeling still feeling very ambivalent about his own sexuality, which he is attempting to come to terms with.  Now, I know we have all gone through the same doubts at some time in our lives and Brett came around to chew the fat with me about his own ambivalence; so there you have the story so far”

“Now, if you three guys had not invited yourselves around, this afternoon, Brett and I would probably have tried to work out where he was in his sexual odyssey and to try to resolve his problems; but as you three are now here, which make for four experienced guys together, I think that what we should do first of all is to give Brett a big welcome today and show him some of the tricks of the trade.  So, some on guys, and this includes you too Brett, let’s get stripped off for action.”

I was privately amazed that Brett did not object and went along with this, so we all shed our clothes and stood there, looking at one another naked.  Dmitri , took one look at Brett and let out a wolf whistle of approval at what he saw; a feeling which I was sure we all shared.  I think that all four of us looked at Brett with eager eyes, for this young stud was truly beautiful: he was every gay’s dream partner. It was clear that we all wanted to fuck him.

He was muscular to a refined degree; but that all important feature, which is always the first of any gay’s thoughts: his cock, was the clear focus of everyone’s attention, which it truly merited.  Brett was one of those guys blessed with a truly rubbery cock, by which I mean that even soft, as it now was, it had nevertheless a real structure and did not just hang there between his legs likes a limp cloth.  His balls too, were quite superb, held tightly beneath his shaft, so that the whole piece of man meat made a harmonious whole. Soft as it now was, it must have measured at least seven inches long and I thought back to the other evening, when we had measure his erection at nine inches.  What a magnificent tool kit this young guy had; he truly had nothing to be ashamed of.

“Come on guys, let’s show Brett how we all lube up before we begin a session together.”  So I handed around tubes of Anolube, which Brett had already experienced on Friday evening.  I pushed Brett against the table and had him spread his legs and injected the lubricant into his hole. Brett now accepted this gesture without protest as his brief previous experience of gay sex had shown him how things were done. I then asked him to do the same for me, which he did. Meanwhile Dmitri , Antonio and Adam also completed their pre-sex lubrication. By this time, all five of us were supporting rock-hard erections and then, as a matter of course, we each rolled on a condom, and I motioned for Brett to do the same, which he duly did;  I guessed that this was the first time in his life that he had had a rubber on his cock as Brett’s initiation into gay sex with Adam and me had bee bareback.

There was then a slight pause as everyone looked at me for guidance as to what we were supposed to do next, as there had been no discussion about what we were all going to do together or how we should welcome Brett.  So, I pushed Brett across the table and spread his legs, and then without more ado, thrust my tool as deeply as I could into his anus.  Brett let tout a small cry of pain, but I ignored this and then gave him six deep and thorough strokes of my cock, finally withdrawing.  I held my hand on Brett’s back to stop him from getting up, and motioned to Adam to take my place and do the same, which he did, to be followed by Antonio and Dmitri.  Each guy in turn then gave Brett’s hole six long and powerful strokes of his cock.  Brett began to moan with pleasure and finally stood up and looked at the four of us.

“Gee guys, that really was something” he said, “ I never expected that each of you would give me a welcome workout one after the other like that and I really do feel that I somehow well enrolled in today’s activities.”

“Not so quick,” I said, “We have each given you a welcome so that you know now each of us feels inside you, but now you have to do the same for each of us.”

“You means that you want me to shaft each of you in turn just the way as you have each done for me?” he asked.

“Exactly!  Do you think that you are up to it, to fuck four holes in rapid succession?”

“I can but try.” replied Brett.

So, I bent myself across the table and motioned to Brett to begin, which he did, slightly timidly at first, but by the third thrust, he had got the swing of things and went ahead full steam. And so, Brett successively serviced Adam,  Dmitri  and finally Antonio.  I was amazed to see bow he gained in confidence as he moved from guy to guy.  When he finally serviced Antonio’s hole, he put all his power into his strokes and at the end, after the sixth stroke, withdrew his cock, still rock-hard and gleaming with lubricant.  It was a sight to behold, but not for long,

Brett held his cock just outside of Antonio’s anus for just a few seconds, then, without any warning, but with a gleam of dawning in his eye, he suddenly launched himself into a full scale fuck of Antonio’s hole.  We were all surprised, not least of whom was Antonio; but Brett proved himself such a competent  cocksman, that not only did he bring himself to a climax, but he somehow managed to bring Antonio simultaneously to a huge orgasm.  Both guys just shuddered and jerked as they pumped out their juice at the climactic moment.

I suddenly realized that it was at the moment that Brett withdrew his cock from the warm up bout with Antonio that he had had an epiphany as to his true sexuality.  Suddenly at that precise moment, I knew that Brett had accepted the fact that he was gay;  a homosexual just like the four of us.  He did not have to tell me; I could just see it on his face and from the sudden self confidence he had displayed in deciding to fuck Antonio properly, that he had suddenly come to terms with himself and finally accepted his true sexuality, which was to change his future life forever.  It was an utterly wonderful moment for him; but also for me, as the person who had attempted to guide him through the sexual swamp in which he was floundering when we first met just a few brief days ago.

We had all watched with amazement as Brett serviced Antonio’s hole and when it was all over, the three of us who had served as audience to this virtuoso performance from a beginner, all gave him a round of applause.

Antonio, pulled himself up, looked at Brett and said, “Where the hell did you learn to fuck like that Brett?  I thought you were just a beginner, but my God, that was some fuck you just gave me.  Come on it’s my turn now.” 

Then, before any of us could do anything, Antonio grabbed Brett, turned him around and forced him face down onto the table. He then thrust his own massive tool straight into Brett’s hole, and proceeded to give him as great a hammering as he himself had just received from Brett.  It was an incredible sight, as Antonio himself had a huge cock: one of the largest of our little group; and he thrust his own nine inches of rock-hard meat into Brett with tremendous force.

Brett let out a few moans, but did not resist as he had suddenly realised that what was happening to him now was simply part and parcel of what happened at a gay fuckfest.   While we were watching, Adam suddenly advanced on Antonio and stuck his own cock into Antonio’s hole, synchronising his thrusts with those of Antonio into Brett.  Adam, himself a relative newcomer to gay sex and I was amazed at the speed at which he had adapted himself to group sex.  He then motioned to Dmitri and me to do the same. So Dmitri stuck his rod into Adam and I mine into Dmitri, so that the five of us performed a synchronised chain fuck together, each of us timing is thrusts with those of the others.

We finally all exploded in an enormous climax and pumped our cream out as if it were going out of style.  It was a most unbelievable occasion; and I found it hard to believe that the whole chain reaction had been started by the absolute beginner: Brett, and promulgated by Adam, who was also a newcomer to our group, having himself been inducted only a few days previously.  It all served to confirm, what I had always thought; once a guy accepts his sexuality, he can adapt to every situation rapidly.  Sex does not need learning or teaching; once a man has decided he is gay and likes to fuck butt and, in turn, enjoys being fucked himself, then mother nature comes into play and really nothing needs to be taught: it all happens naturally. 

To sum it all up, gay recreational sex is about cocks, anuses and fucking. It is basically what every gay guy wants. There is tremendous pleasure in being in the naked presence of other guys with big cocks, especially when accompanied by well developed muscles, and knowing that everyone wants to fuck and be fucked by everyone else; that is what makes for a gay fuckfest! And as we had just seen, things need not be planned; for an impromptu act, in this case by Brett fucking Antonio, can lead to a chain reaction, where not a word is spoken; nothing is organised or planned but everyone realises what he has to do and does it.  It was a truly marvellous and totally unexpected experience for all of us.

So what happened next?  Well, all of us wanted to fuck Brett and to be fucked by him.  At first sight it sounds like a tall order. It is one thing for a group of men to fuck one guy sequentially, but quite another to expect one guy sequentially to fuck four holes one after the other; that truly takes stamina!  But the recovery time of the male sex system is amazing, even more so when the person performing the sequential fucking act is motivated.  And this is exactly what Brett was.  He had truly got the bit between his teeth and there was no holding him back.

As far as can best recollect, this is now what happened.  I began by first fucking Brett’s hole, straight after Antonio had finished with him.  The Brett reciprocated and fucked me; then Dmitri shafted Brett; who then obliged Dmitri by fucking his hole. Finally Adam did his stuff on Brett and was then given a reciprocal fuck by Brett.  I think that one of us who was watching at any moment in this mini-marathon of sequential fucking, probably stuck his cock either into the mouth of the guy being fucked or into the anus of the guy doing the fucking.  Away, it was a real riotous occasion and everyone had a hell of a good time. 

All in all it was a true fuckfest and I was glad that Brett was experiencing an in depth initiation into the ways of gays, for I felt it would help consolidate his own feelings about himself.  I had no doubt whatsoever, having watched Brett perform that he would now acknowledge to himself the fact that he was totally gay.  I have to say that Brett, who was the one whose cock was solicited most in this orgy of fucking, performed brilliantly. As I remarked above, the human body has amazing recovery potential and Brett’s performance was outstanding; he not only maintained a rock-hard nine inch tool throughout the whole sequence, but also climaxed and shot a huge amount of cum each time that it was his turn to fuck butt.  He certainly did not short change any of his partners.

I am not at all sure how the afternoon finally came to a close, but we all continued in free-style, fucking and sucking whomever we fancied and finally I think we all collapsed, more or less exhausted; and I, for my sins, myself dosed off to sleep for a few minutes. 

Non-stop sex can be quite exhausting as any of you who have had the pleasure of indulging themselves in it will know; stamina is the key requisite for this pastime and it is amazing just how much of that commodity we can all produce when we are doing something we love. Six o’clock arrived so I suggested that we all take a shower and get cleaned up and go and have something to eat, which we did.  We went to a nearby steak house and had a great time.  Brett was truly relaxed and enjoyed the company of the others enormously.  Around eight, the three other guys, Antonio, Dmitri and Adam pushed off, leaving Brett and me alone at the table.

CHAPTER 7

Alone together for the first time since the arrival of the others, I asked Brett how he had enjoyed his day.

“Enjoyed, is not an adequate enough word to describe how I feel about what has happened to me today, all thanks to you, Kevin.  I know that you had not planned anything beyond you and me getting together, but, my God, things could not have gone better had you organised the whole thing in advance.  When we first started and you guys each fucked my butt; well, I know it was not a proper fuck,  but each of you shafted my ass so that I got the feel of four different cocks up my hole,  I wondered what the hell was going to happen next.  And then you told me I personally had to shaft each of your holes, I really did wonder whether I would be able to do it.But then, just as I had finished shafting Antonio, I suddenly realised that I wanted to fuck this guy properly, there and then, with as much force as I could and it was at that moment….”

And here I interrupted Brett’s monologue and said, “And it was at that moment that you finally realised that you were gay; you had an epiphany. Am I right or wrong?”

“Kevin, you really are a smart cookie, as nothing escapes you. Yes, at that precise moment I realised that I wanted to fuck Antonio’s arse; I wanted more than anything to satisfy my own sexual urge and I could not stop myself. And as you saw what happened,  I fucked Antonio as if there would be no tomorrow; and you know what? For the first time in my life, I felt totally at one with myself.  I had finally found and recognised my true sexuality and obtained a peace of mind which I had never had before.  It was an extraordinary moment: an epiphany for me, as you have just said.”

And with that Brett left. I wondered when I would next hear from him, I did not have to wait long for Monday evening he called me.

“Sorry to bother you again, Kevin, but listen, I’ve still got a whole lot of problems. I’m living in a fraternity house and sharing with a guy who is straight.  I have no gay friends at all; in fact, what with lectures and my pizza delivery job I don’t have much time for friends.  And I have really no idea whether any of the other guys are gay or not.  So, I feel really out on a limb.  So, I wanted to ask you if you were serious about our getting together from time to time and if you were, when could I see you.”

I thought to myself,  “This guy is desperate; he’s been dumped by his girlfriend and has suddenly accepted the fact that he is gay and he has no gay friends at all, so he needs some company and some sex badly.”

“Sure I meant it, Brett. Listen, I’ll order a pizza on Wednesday at the end of your shift, you bring it round here and we’ll take it from there.”

I thought that I sensed a sigh of relief from Brett. “Gee that really great, Kevin;  will do and I’ll be around about ten if that’s OK with you.”

So, there we had it: Wednesday evening was arranged ; I had myself a fuck-partner for the late evening; it could not have been better, for without this unexpected call, I would probably have gone around to the Howard Hotel bar to see if I could pull a businessman for a bit of recreational sex.  As I told you, our Friday club meeting was not enough to satisfy my sexual appetite all week and I regularly went looking  for some mid-week adventure; but here it was offered to me on a plate.  Brett was a highly attractive young stud[ and let’s face it, it is always enjoyable to sink your meat into firm young flesh with a good tight hole and to fuck the living daylights out of it. I could hardly wait for Wednesday and  I smiled to myself as I wondered if Brett thought that he was imposing himself on me; come Wednesday evening he would quickly learn otherwise!

I wondered what Brett and I should do together, other, than, of course, eat the pizza; but post-pizza as it were; what should we do? How should I play it? I was extremely happy to have Brett all to myself this evening. I was looking forward to having the chance to take a truly good look at Brett, for the previous two times I had had to share him, first with Adam and then, the second time, with Adam , Antonio and Dmitri.  OK, I had seen Brett naked a couple of times and I knew he was a stunner (I wondered if he realized himself what a knock-out sort of guy he actually was) but having him all to myself would give me the chance really to get to know this guy intimately; and I do really meant intimately. As I sat there musing to myself, waiting for Brett to arrive, I noticed that I was getting quite hard just thinking about him  and I wondered how I would feel when he finally arrived.

Brett rang the doorbell at exactly 10 p.m. and walked in with the pizza, which I asked him to take into the kitchen.  I followed him in there and was entranced by his butt as, with his back to me, he put the pizza down on the table.   Brett was only just nineteen and in the first flush of young manhood; he was a guy who clearly looked after his body and even fully clothed he had that come hither look which sexy-looking guys just exude, even though they themselves may be unaware of their effect on others.  And what effect did Brett have on me? Well, I could not stop myself, as I went behind him, and pulled off hisT shirt straight up over his head.  Brett was, as you might well imagine, somewhat shocked, but before he could object, I was undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. “Step out of them,” I said, “And take off your shoes and socks,” which he did without any protest. 

He stood there for a moment in his cock thong, which was the only other piece of clothing he was wearing; I pulled it down and he, without being asked, stepped out of it and I had my dream guy, naked in front of me, showing me is his beautiful body: a young physique to die for. I saw immediately that he was, himself, already rock-hard, which was an encouraging sign for what was about to happen between us; this young  stud was as ready and willing and, I dare say as eager as I myself was for what was about to happen. 

I marvelled how he had come to accept such an abrasive approach as he had only just a few days ago had had his first gay sex experience; but it is always the same; once over that first time hurdle, if a guy is truly gay, then there are no further problems; he just want to fuck and be fucked in return, for that is how mother nature ordains things; so why swim against the tide of the inevitable, when it is so much better just to sit back, relax and enjoy it? And let’s face it; sex is an enjoyable business: a very enjoyable business indeed!

“Gee, Adam, I knew I was coming here for some action, but I tell you, I had not expected it to happen so quickly.  Don’t you think we should eat the pizza first, before it gets cold?”

“Oh fuck the pizza, Brett, I just wanted to take a good look at you; believe me, you are a just such an attractive hunk of male muscle that I just want to feast my eyes on you for a couple of minutes;  and then, my friend, I’m going to fuck the living daylights daylights out of that beautiful tight little arse of yours, whether you want it or not. Brett, you just make me so horny, I can’t stop myself; I can’t keep my hands of you.”

Looking back on that evening a little later, I realize that I was just so hot to fuck Brett that if he had resisted, I guess I would have raped him; that was how badly I wanted the guy. But Brett did not resist; quite the contrary, for he jumped into the occasion feet first,when to my complete and utter surprise he said,   “You know, Kevin, that sounds absolutely great, for I could really do with a good fuck right now, so what are you waiting for? Get on with it man; I agree; the pizza can wait.”

So with Brett standing there naked, I stripped off in front of him. As I shed my thong, my cock jumped out hard as a rock, dead straight and already oozing cum. I looked down at myself and was staggered by the sheer tumescence of my fuck-stick, for it seem to me me to be much bigger and thicker than normal.  Was it because I was just so hot and horny for Brett?  As Brett watched me me, I rolled on a condom, lubed myself up generously and advanced toward him with my tube of anal lube for his hole. I pushed Brett face down onto the table; the pizza hit the floor with a bang;  within seconds, I had lubed up Brett internally and was pushing my cock into him.  I was just so hot for him that I did not bother with with any of the niceties of gay male sex but simply banged away at his hole as hard as I could; I could not stop myself and in a very few brief moments, I climaxed and filled the rubber I was wearing with an unbelievable amount of cum

Before Brett could react, I withdrew my still hard weapon from his arse, flipped him over on the table, rolled on another condom and took him again, this time in the mission position. Again it was a very brief but violent fuck for I climaxed so quickly. Never in my life had I experienced anything like it; it was a most heavenly sex I had ever experienced; I have done a hell of a lot of fucking over the years, but this was truly something quite out of the ordinary, something I shall never ever forget; never had I had such intense orgasms.

Lying there on top of Brett on the kitchen table, I suddenly felt ashamed of the callous way in which I had fucked this young guy.  I am, by nature, a really vigorous fucker, but this notwithstanding, I usually make a point of seeing that my partner also enjoys the experience, for he is an equally important part of the whole  and deserves also to be satisfied.  But this time I had thrown all my principles to the wind as I had just wanted to fuck the living daylights out of Brett’s arse. Why had it been like that? What had possessed me to act as I had done?  I had no idea; but what was done could not be undone and we had to move forward.  All these thoughts rushed through my head whilst I was still lying face to face on top of Brett on my kitchen table.

I realised that I was still rock-hard, in spite of my vigorous exertions, but also  that Brett too had his hard cock, sandwiched between us   But then I saw that we we glued together by a large quantity of creamy cum: Brett’s cum; for I had been wearing a condom (I still was) and I breathed an inward  sigh of relief, for I saw that my efforts had also brought Brett to orgasm; inadvertently; as I had paid no heed to Brett’s needs; but it was his cum that cemented us together.  We had not spoken a word during all of this. I had fucked Brett as if my life depended upon it and he had accepted it all in complete silence, which was now broken.

“My god, Kevin that was some hammering you just gave me; I don’t know where you got the strength from, but it is hard to imagine that anyone could ever fuck his partner with such intensity – and twice in quick succession.  Kevin, I know that I am just a beginner in the gay male stakes, but honestly, that was absolutely the greatest experience I have ever had in my life; it was totally mind-blowing; I absolutely loved every second of it.  God alone knows what moved you to such intensity, but I am glad that it was visited on me. And you know I saw your cock for the first time just a few days ago, but tonight it seemed to have grown in size; it is easily the biggest cock I have ever seen and I am truly glad that you used it on me; as a newcomer to the gay fucking scene, I feel really privileged.  So where do we go from here tonight? Shall I salvage the pizza from the floor or have you a better idea?”

“Oh Fuck the pizza. Let’s take a quick shower and clean ourselves up a bit and then it’s your turn to exercise your own fuck-stick on me as I really do need to have my arse reamed  and reamed hard tonight.  Frankly Brett, I have never ever felt quite so randy as I have done tonight and even thought I have just battered your hole like an air-hammer, I don’t feel that we are done  with each  other, by a long chalk.”

So off we went to my large shower, where we each enjoyed soaping the other up and massaging each other’s bodies. We both remained in a state of high euphoria, with our two rock-hard cocks bumping against each other until Brett suddenly grabbed hold of me, swung me around and sank the entire length of his tool deep into my hole. I have to say that it was a totally unexpected , but utterly marvellous, feeling to take his naked man-meat into my totally un-lubricated rectum.

“Come on, Brett; let’s go somewhere more comfortable.” I said

I pushed him out of the shower, handed him a towel and navigated the pair of us into my bedroom where we both fell flat on the bed . This was exactly what I wanted, for that night I could just not get close enough to Brett; I wanted the two of us to subsume ourselves into one single entity for we seemed to be held together as if by some magnetic force as he first thrust his own massive tool deep inside me and then proceeded to fuck my arse with enormous force.  It was highly exhilarating, if somewhat painful as Brett, totally out of control of himself, had used neither a condom nor lubed my hole; but it as a wonderful experience, in spite of the slight pain. And so we spent the next two hours sucking and fucking each other until we finally fell asleep.

I awoke with a start next morning at 7-30 a.m., to find myself quite alone in my  bed.  I pulled myself up and went into the kitchen, where I expected Brett to be.  But he was gone as was the pizza.  I never ever saw or heard from him again. It was as if our coupling the previous night had been a farewell act, which, I suppose, looking back at it later, it had been.  But why Brett suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace, I never found out. Looking back at that brief intense sexual encounter later I realized that I had been as near to raping a guy as I could ever be and I truly did not want to go there again.  Whether Brett felt the same, I shall never know, but my brief encounter with him was gone forever.

That day at work, as I showed a very trying potential buyer around a series of seriously overpriced properties, I thanked my lucky stars that Adam had not decided to drop in on me that evening;  for him to have seen Brett and me in such a tight clinch, might have wrecked what I saw as a my burgeoning relationship with him.  So, in a way, I suppose I felt relieved that it was all over between Brett and me, although I could not get rid of a nagging feeling that I was trying to rationalize him out of my life. My God, how I had revelled in the sheer pleasure of  having sex with Brett!

THE END 

You should now read the third and final episode of this trilogy: 

Kevin and Adam Become an Item