My Passion

1.

My name is Chinaka, and I was born in England to Nigerian parents. For as long as I can remember I’ve had to deal with racial discrimination and attacks, both verbal and physical. In addition, I’m gay which exacerbates the situation.

I’ve always had a passion for music, especially the piano. I can remember running my fingers over the piano keys from a very early age. When I was five years old, I met Hunter who is the same age as me. He too has a passion for music, so we became close friends.

At the age of ten two things happened. We both commenced music classes, me for piano and him for the violin, but we also realised we were gay. We’d always realised we were different, but we now knew why. Hunter was flamboyant which caused him grief from other pupils who immediately recognised his sexual orientation, and me grief for being his close friend and supporting him. But we had no difficulty in defending ourselves because we were both big guys, and several attackers went home with bloody noses.

Our relationship became intense, and we were soon experiencing sex. I can still remember the first time we fucked each other. Hunter’s parents were out for the day, and we decided to strip naked and watch gay porn. Despite being fifteen at the time, we were both well endowed and it didn’t take long before both cocks were rock hard. Instead of wanking one another off as we’d done previously, we decided to emulate the two guys on screen and take the plunge. It was the most wonderful experience we’d ever had. From thereon, fucking became a regular occurrence.

I had just turned eighteen when my parents sat me down and asked me whether I had a girlfriend. I said I didn’t, and my dad asked if I’d ever had a girlfriend. I looked at him and shook my head, now beginning to wonder where this was going.

“We know you have a close friendship with Hunter who is a nice lad, and it’s good to have a close friend, but he is very flamboyant.”

I looked him in the eyes and said, “Are you asking whether I’m gay? If so, the answer is yes and so is he. We love each other.”

I knew I’d dropped a bombshell since it was not a topic we’d ever talked about before, but I decided it was time to come out. It was a topic that Hunter and I had discussed, and we’d decided that when the moment was right, we’d be honest with our parents and deal with any fallout.

“I’m not surprised” my mother replied. I looked at my dad to assess his reaction.

“Nor am I” he replied, “but you realise it’s not going to be easy for both of you, what with the colour of your skin in addition to your sexuality.”

“Do I have your support?” I asked, now waiting for a reaction.

“Of course, you do, Chinaka. You’re our son and we love you” my mother replied before giving me a hug. As she did so, I looked at my dad. His face softened into a smile.

“We’re your family and always here for you. Who you prefer to love is your choice, but we’ll support you.” He then joined in the hug. “Do Hunter’s parents know?”

I shook my head and said I’d call him immediately. I went to my room, closed the door, and called him on my mobile.

“Hi, gorgeous” I greeted him as soon as he answered.

“Hi. Want to meet up?” he replied. I said I’d love to but first told him my news. “Fuck. How did they react?”

I told him and he was relieved. “It’s time to tell yours. Better they find out from you than my folks” I added. I knew our mothers often met one another whilst out shopping and our dads frequented the same pub.

“Yeah, you’re right. Would you come round and support me. Not sure how my dad will react.”

I agreed, even though I felt he should do the deed without me. I returned downstairs and announced I was going round to Hunter and why.

“If his parents react badly, tell him he’s welcome to come here” my dad replied. For a moment I was surprised but realised he’d always been a kind-hearted and supportive dad.

Hunter and I lived a five-minute walk away from one another, so it didn’t take long for me to arrive at his house. As usual, his mother welcomed me with a friendly smile. His father just looked without saying anything and continued with what he was doing. Hunter, in his flamboyant way, hugged me but said nothing. I was conscious of his father looking at us. He paused and then said, “Mum, dad, there’s something I need to tell you.”

Both parents stopped what they were doing and looked. Hunter placed two upright chairs side by side and invited me to sit down. He did the same and took hold of my hand.

“Chinaka and I are in love with each other” he blurted out.

His father sat up and looked at us with stern eyes. “Are you telling us you’re both gay?”

“Yes” Hunter replied, gripping my hand harder. “We’ve loved one another for several years and we know we’re gay.”

“Do your parents know?” he asked me.

“Yes, and they’re happy for me.”

“Well, I can’t say I’m happy to know I have a queer son, but if that’s how it is then so be it but don’t expect support from me.”

I looked at Hunter’s mother and she just smiled but said nothing. Hunter asked her what she thought.

“If you’re happy, then I am.”

“You do realise that he’ll find life hard being a fag, don’t you?” her husband said. She didn’t respond.

“I’m sorry, dad, but that’s how I am and Chinaka and I know very well what we’re facing but we love one another with all our heart, and nothing will change that” he said firmly. I felt tears forming in my eyes and gave his hand a squeeze. “Would you rather I didn’t live here?”

I looked at his father and for a moment sensed he was shocked at being asked that question.

“It might be best if you moved out” he replied. His mother gasped and asked where Hunter would go. I immediately said that he was welcome at my house because my parents had said so. Whether that invitation was for him to move in permanently, I wasn’t sure, but we’d cross that bridge when the time came.

“That’s very generous of them” Hunter’s mother replied, “isn’t it, dear.”

His father said nothing but shrugged instead. Hunter took my hand and led me out of the room.

“I had a feeling he might react like that. Are you sure your parents won’t mind me moving in?”

I chuckled and told him what my dad had said. “He didn’t say whether it was temporary or permanent” I laughed. “If all else fails, we’ll find a cheap room to live in and get jobs to pay for it.”

Once upstairs in his bedroom, he pulled me tight into his arms. “I love you so much.”

“And I love you with all my heart. We’ll be okay, I’m sure of that.” We kissed passionately and set about packing up his things, leaving some behind for the time-being.

When we arrived home, my mother immediately welcomed Hunter into the house. My dad then appeared from somewhere and looked at us. “I take it your folks didn’t take kindly to you telling them your news” he said, having seen Hunter’s holdall.

My mother is okay but my dad, although he seems to have accepted it, doesn’t support me, and thinks it best if I moved out.”

“Well, you’re welcome to stay here. You’ll have to share Chinaka’s room, but I don’t suppose you’ll mind that” he grinned.

“Thank you so much” Hunter replied, giving a big sigh of relief. “I will pay my way. I intend on getting a job so can pay you something for board and lodging.”

“Something to help with the additional food will be sufficient” my dad replied.

“Thanks dad and thank you mum. I am also going to find a part-time job so can help toward expenses.”

“You’re going to proceed with your music training at the Royal Academy of Music, aren’t you” my mother asked anxiously.

We both said that we were, but the course allowed time for part-time work. With that settled, I took Hunter up to my bedroom and we unpacked his things.

“I can’t believe this is happening” he cried. “Just think, we can have sex every night” he chuckled as he bounced up and down on my double bed. The only reason why I had a double bed was because I’d taken over what had originally been the spare room so as to accommodate my electronic keyboard. My old room was only large enough for a single bed, but we seldom had guest stay over.

“Provided we’re quiet but we can sleep naked and enjoy one another’s nakedness” I laughed.

2.

Hunter and I loved studying at the Royal Academy. We also loved living with one another and having sex every night. I’d first fuck him, and he’d feel my big hard cock entering him before slowly fucking until I’d dumped my man juice inside him. He’d then turn me over and plunge his equally big cock into my arse. I adored the feel of his big tool slowly filling me up before he proceeded to fuck me. When he reached his climax, he’d utter a low squeal before dumping his load of cum inside me.

We needed part-time jobs but not any old job. We wanted something musical so as to complement our studies. It was one of our tutors who introduced us to Benjamin who is a music agent and always looking for new talent. But that wasn’t all he was looking for!

Benjamin, who preferred to be called Ben, was twenty-four and owned an apartment in Camden from where he operated. Hunter and I had been booked to see him two days later.

“This must be it” Hunter said as we walked up a path to the entrance of a mansion block. He dialled 406 on the door entry pad and a sexy voice answered. Having said who we were, the door clicked, and I pushed it open. Ben’s apartment was on the fourth floor and having found number six, we knocked on the door.

“Hi, you must be Chinaka and Hunter” Ben smiled as he invited us in. Our eyes were immediately drawn to his half naked muscular sexy body because all he was wearing was a pair of tight-fitting shorts which showed off his magnificent cock. “Come on in and make yourselves comfortable. Feel free to remove whatever items of clothing you like. I’m a strong believer in exposing beautiful bodies and yours are certainly beautiful.

Hunter and I looked at one another and grinned. The weather outside was a beautiful sunny September day, so we’d not bothered with jackets. We slipped off our shirts and our trainers and sat down on a sofa opposite him.

“I understand you guys are looking for part-time work whilst studying. Your tutor says you’re both excellent performers.”

“We’re looking for work which will involve our musical talents and pay sufficient to give my parents something towards our upkeep. Hunter has moved into my dad’s house with me.”

“I take it you’re lovers” he smiled.

“Yeah. We’ve known one another since we were five years-old” Hunter explained.

Ben nodded and explained that he found musicians for clients. It could be to play at a special event, join an orchestra for a concert, or entertain wealthy clients who required musicians to provide background music for dinner parties and the like.

“Are you looking for work where you play together?”

“Ideally” I replied. “I play piano and Hunter the violin, so we work well together, but we’re prepared to take individual assignments.”

“Excellent. In that case I can certainly help you” he replied before detailing the hourly rate and his fee. “But first, I’d like to hear you play.”

He stood up and indicated a beautiful grand piano across the room. Hunter had brought his violin with him so removed it from its case.

“Why don’t you both remove your trousers” he smiled as I went to sit at the piano. “I can then admire your playing and your beautiful bodies” he added. Hunter looked at me, smiled and replied “Okay”.

Now stripped to our skimpy briefs, we settled down to playing the set piece we’d prepared. We’d practised it several times until we were satisfied with the result. Hunter’s touch on the violin was magical and he was top of his class as I was with piano. Once playing, we were both absorbed and not conscious of what was going on around us, but I was aware of Ben sitting admiring our semi-naked bodies. I just hoped he was as appreciative of our performance.

The piece lasted ten minutes. When we finished with a brilliant flourish, he stood up and clapped.

“That was divine as are both of you” he smiled. He moved in front of Hunter saying, “The way you handle that violin is superb, as is this” he grinned as he groped Hunter’s cock inside his briefs. Hunter just stood there and said nothing. “And you” he continued, now moving behind me, “make the keys of the piano dance. You play well together, and you both have sexy bodies” he added and groped me. I decided to let him have his fun because I liked the attention as did Hunter.

He told us to dress whilst he prepared a contract for us to sign. “Read it through and sign” he said. We did so and decided it was reasonable, so both signed. Where possible, he agreed to find assignments so we could both play together but there’d be individual assignments as well. The first involved us playing in a concert which was made up of several other musicians. We were required to attend five practice sessions before the two concert performances.

“I also have a client who requires an individual musician to play for a private dinner he’s holding for two groups of guests. He’s gay as are the guests. Expect lots of attention. I’ll arrange a meeting so he can check you out. If he likes you, they’ll be more events at which you’ll be hired, so make a good impression and show willing. He’s very wealthy and influential, so is worth pleasing.”

I started to read between the lines of what Ben had said and smiled. I sensed that Hunter was doing the same.

“Are you prepared to provide sexual services if this wealthy guy asks? I asked Hunter after we’d left Ben.

“I doubt he’ll ask. It’ll be expected and he’ll do what he wants” he laughed.

“Maybe, but are you willing to oblige?”

“If he turns me on, yes” he giggled. “How about you?”

I smiled and replied that if he was willing then so was I. We needed the money and beggars can’t be choosy.

The meeting with the client was arranged for two days later. His name was Nigel and I later found out that he was in his mid-thirties. He exuded money and lived in a very expensive house in Kensington. He wanted to meet before hiring us, so it was arranged we’d visit late afternoon which suited us. The door was opened by a young Eastern European lad who we later found out was eighteen.

“Ah, you must be the talented musicians who are looking for work. I understand from Ben that you’re lovers” an older guy said as we walked into the living room.

I confirmed we were and were both studying at the Royal Academy but needed part-time work for living expenses.

“Emilio. Bring us tea and some of that gorgeous cake you made” he instructed the lad.

“Yes, sir” he replied.

“Emilio is my houseboy and loves being fucked. Don’t you?”

“Yes, sir” Emilio replied as he hastily made his way to the kitchen.

“So, what are you guys prepared to do?” he asked us.

“Whatever you want” Hunter replied with a smile. I could tell he found Nigel sexy, and I didn’t blame him because I did too. He was wearing ultra tight slacks and a crisp white shirt which looked very expensive.

“Excellent. I can see we’re going to get on well. Come and sit beside me.”

Hunter did as he’d been asked, and I noted that Nigel encouraged him to sit immediately beside him, so their thighs touched. Nigel looked at me and I had the feeling he was assessing my reaction to his obvious flirtation with my boyfriend.

“There’s room for you this side” Nigel chuckled. I took the hint and joined them on the expensive three-seater sofa. Once seated, his hands immediately felt between our legs to feel our cocks. Mine was already excited and I suspected Hunter’s was too. “Mm, both well endowed. I like that.”

Emilio returned with the tea and cakes and served us. Whilst we drank and ate the very tasty fruit cake, Nigel explained that he frequently held private dinner parties for small groups of gay friends.

“I generally invite three or four at a time. I like to keep them small. The parties go on into the early hours, so the alcohol flows and things generally become intimate, if you get my meaning” he laughed. “Would that bother either of you?”

“Not at all” I immediately replied for both of us. “I understand you’d only want one of us at a time.”

He confirmed that was the case and asked if we’d be willing to be intimate with the guests. “I do hope so, because you’re both gorgeous and my guests won’t be able to keep their hands off of you.” This remark was accompanied by another grope of our still excited cocks.

“Of course. We’d enjoy that” Hunter replied. “Would you like to hear us play. I’ve brought my violin and I see you have a grand piano” he added.

“I’d love to” he replied and beckoned Emilio over. He’d been standing obediently to one side whilst we chatted and enjoyed our tea and cake. He then stood immediately in front of Nigel. He had a slim body and was wearing tight-fitting black trousers and a white open-necked shirt. Hunter and I were six foot tall, but he was no more than about five feet. We watched as Nigel unbuttoned Emilio’s shirt, slipping it off his shoulders, and then unfastened his trousers. They fell down his legs and the lad slipped them off his feet along with his black slip-on shoes. Having no underwear, he was now stark naked, and he was beautiful.

My cock immediately stiffened as Nigel bent forward to suck the brown cock. It was soon hard, and Nigel repositioned the naked body in front of me.

“Here, have a suck. He likes that, don’t you boy?”

“Yes, sir?”

I immediately leant forward and took the hard cock into my mouth. I heard low groans of pleasure as I did so. After a few sucks, Emilio was moved in front of Hunter who continued the sucking.

“Clear the tea things away and remain naked” Nigel instructed him. Emilio picked up his discarded clothes plus the tea tray to take them into the kitchen. “Okay, let’s hear you guys play, but first, I’d like you to strip naked. My guests will enjoy being entertained by a naked musician. I trust you don’t object.”

“Not at all” Hunter grinned. “We enjoy being naked, don’t we, my love?”

“We certainly do” I agreed.

“Here, let me help you” Nigel offered and proceeded to unbutton my shirt and trousers. We too had gone commando so were soon stark naked. Having physically examined our nakedness with his hands, he took me to the piano with a hand around my waist whilst Hunter removed his violin from its case. I immediately noticed that the piano was a Steinway which was my ultimate dream to own once we had lots of money and our own property.

I sat, adjusted the piano stool to the height I wanted and ran my fingers over the keys whilst Hunter tuned his violin. We then played the piece we’d chosen. Whilst we played, Nigel sat on the sofa and gazed at our nakedness with the naked Emilio draped over his lap. It was clear that the lad enjoyed the attention.

Our musical piece lasted ten minutes. Emilio’s cock was now rock hard and when our eyes met, he smiled at me.

“That was beautiful” Nigel said. “You are both excellent musicians as well as being gorgeous and sexy.” He then told Emilio to bend over the arm of the sofa. “He loves being fucked, so how about it?” he grinned.

My cock was already hard just seeing the sexy Emilio ready and waiting as he held his arse wide apart for me to fuck him. I moved up behind him, lubricated my naked organ with the lube and stuffed it in. Emilio uttered a grunt as it breached him. This was followed by sighs of pleasure as my big cock fucked him.

“Fuck your boyfriend’s arse whilst he fucks Emilio” Nigel told Hunter who was now standing nearby watching the action. He immediately lubricated his cock and plunged it in to my waiting arse. We then fucked in unison. I then noticed that Nigel had removed his clothes and was standing naked filming the action. I’d never been filmed before having sex and it turned me on. I faced the camera and grinned whilst continuing to fuck Emilio’s tight arse.

“Ah, fuck, fuck” I cried as I felt my climax rise and fill his arse with ribbons of my creamy cum. A few moments later, Hunter was doing the same to me. We both pulled out and grinned at Nigel. His own big cock was now rock hard and clearly desperate for action.

“Lay on your back on the sofa with your knees over your chest” Nigel told me. “I want to fuck your cute arse.”

Without hesitation I immediately did so and offered myself. He plunged his big cock into my arse with one push and I yelled “Ah, fuck.” Once inside I felt the big organ filling me up and it was good. As he fucked, he grasped my neck to hold my head down. Although it was rough, I enjoyed it. I glanced at Hunter and smiled. I sensed that he wanted to feel the big cock inside of him as well.

“Fuck, fuck” he yelled as his whole body shook and he dumped his load of cum into my arse.

We dressed and Nigel told me he was holding a dinner party for three guests on the following Saturday, and he’d like me to attend and provide background music. “I’d like you to attend another dinner party the following Saturday” he told Hunter. “Be prepared for both events to run into the early hours.”

3.

The day after we’d visited Nigel in Kensington, we went to see the musical director of the concert for which we’d been hired. His name was Raymond and lived in Islington. He was a guy in his mid-fifties and gave no indication of being gay. Although pleasant enough he was business like.

“I understand you’re both top of your class, but I’d first like to hear you play.”

We’d expected this so had come prepared, but he wanted us to play something from one of the items in the concert. Fortunately, neither Hunter or I were put off and having studied the music for a moment, proceeded to play. On completing our audition I sensed he was pleased.

“You play well together. Perhaps you could be the solo violinist, Hunter.”

“I’d like that, thank you” he replied.

We were then given a copy of the concert pieces being played and instructed to attend rehearsal sessions the following week.

“Good luck” Hunter grinned as I prepared to make my way to Nigel on the Saturday evening. He’d asked me to arrive by six since the guests were due at seven. As before, Emilio answered the door and welcomed me in. He was clearly pleased to see me. All he was wearing was a see-through G-string which showed off his beautiful cock to perfection. Nigel gave me a warm reception, taking me into his arms and kissing me whilst rubbing a hand over my buttocks.

“I’d like you to wear this to start with. The guests will no doubt remove it in due course.” He gave me a G-string similar to Emilio’s and I smiled. “You can change in Emilio’s room. He’ll show you the way.”

I followed the beautiful Emilio up the stairs, savouring the sight of his enticing naked butt. Once inside his room he waited for me to strip naked and put on the G-string. As I removed each item, he took it from me and neatly placed it on a chair. Expecting to be naked, I’d again arrived commando. With the G-string fitted and my package suitably adjusted to show off it’s magnificence through the mesh, I posed for Emilio.

“Beautiful” he grinned. “You have very sexy body and big cock.”

As we made our way downstairs, I felt my cock swell at the thought of what I expected would take place later.

“Mm, very nice” Nigel purred as a gave my package a fondle.

Seated at the piano, I waited for the guests to arrive. “Here, sip this whilst you wait” Nigel grinned as he placed a glass of red wine on a table beside me. I was no connoisseur of wine, but I could tell it was very expensive.

The first guest arrive ten minutes before seven. He was flamboyant and in his early thirties. As he walked in, I began playing one of the many pieces I’d decided on.

“Chinaka is providing the music whilst we eat and is available for your entertainment later” Nigel explained.

“Very nice. I look forward to that” the guy grinned and moved up behind me whilst I continued playing and had a good feel of my cock now expanding inside the G-string. “I love fucking black arse” he whispered into my ear.

“It’s all yours when you want it” I grinned.

The other two guests arrived and were introduced to me in the same way. I wasn’t given any of their names so in my mind, numbered them Mr One, Mr Two and Mr Three in order of their arrival.

Emilio served pre-dinner drinks and received much sexual attention, but he was obviously used to it and just smiled as hands groped him or felt his naked butt. Just before the meal was served, electrically operated sliding doors opened between the large lounge and dining room. The guests were invited to sit at the table which had been set with beautiful tableware. Once seated, Nigel served the wine whilst Emilio served the starter. I was left playing soft background music in the lounge. I was thankful that I’d eaten before leaving home because the food, all prepared by Emilio, smelt delicious.

The three-course meal, followed by coffee and brandy, took over ninety-minutes before the guests returned to the lounge. The sliding doors silently closed leaving Emilio to clear the table. Nigel served more drinks and the guests chatted whilst I continued playing softly in the background. Twenty minutes later, Emilio appeared. This prompted the guests to remove his G-string and suck his cock. Nigel indicated for me to join them, so I stopped playing.

“Come to me” Mr One smiled, “and sit on my lap”. He was sitting on a sofa with Mr Two. As I sat on Mr One’s lap, he unfastened the G-string. With that removed, I was now stark naked with a growing cock. “Undress me” he grinned, so I commenced unbuttoning his shirt. I then helped him remove it and admired his hairy chest. I unfastened his trousers and those too were soon removed. He was now sporting an erection.

“Now undress me” Mr Two said, so I moved onto his lap and proceeded to undress him. As I did so, Mr One played with my stiff cock. They’d both come prepared for this because neither were wearing underwear or socks, so it didn’t take long for me to have them naked.

“Lay face down across his lap” Mr Two told me. I was repositioned so that my cock rubbed against Mr One’s. Mr Two then fingered my arse before he inserted his rampant cock. He wasn’t that large, so it slipped in easily. As he fucked, Mr One rubbed our cocks together. It was very erotic. Every so often, he held a bottle of poppers for me to sniff. This was also a new experience, and my head was soon spinning.

I glanced across the room and saw that Emilio was being given the same treatment whist laying across Nigel’s lap and being fucked by Mr Three. As I watched his big cock thrust in and out of Emilio’s arse, Mr Two was giving me a good roasting.

It seemed the more alcohol they consumed, the hornier they became and somehow, they managed to reach a climax every time they fucked. Emilio and I were the receptacle of the cum, but I didn’t mind, and I sensed that he too enjoyed every fuck.

The action continued until three in the morning at which time taxis were called to take the guests home. Nigel even arranged one for me at his expense, which was kind of him. But before I left, he thanked me for my services.

“The guests enjoyed your music as well as fucking your arse. I’ve decided that I’d like both you and Hunter to attend next Saturday. Does he play the piano as well as the violin?”

I said he did but wasn’t as proficient as me since the violin was his chosen instrument, but we could play a four handed sonata.

“Excellent but tell him to bring his violin as well.”

He kissed me on the lips and gently squeezed my cock. I felt I’d made a new friend. When I arrived home, I went upstairs trying not to make a noise. I removed my clothes and gently slipped into bed beside my lover.

“Mm, you’re home. Did it go okay?”

“Yes” I whispered. “Will tell you all about it later.” Within seconds, I fell asleep with his arm around me.

The following evening we commenced rehearsals for the two-night concert. We were hastily introduced to the other performers. There were twenty of us in total. I noticed that another violinist took a fancy to Hunter. He was clearly gay and took every opportunity to gaze at my boyfriend. Raymond’s need for perfection was relentless and several times I sensed some of the musicians were on the verge of tears. For some reason he treated me and Hunter far less harshly. I assumed that was because he respected our ability.

During the tea break which followed a gruelling first session, the guy who’d been eyeing Hunter came up to us.

“Hi, I’m Diego. I love the way you both play.”

“Thanks” I replied.

“Raymond’s quite a taskmaster, isn’t he” Hunter commented.

“Yeah. He’s always like that.” He then whispered, “probably doesn’t get enough sex”.

Hunter and I chuckled. Diego was probably right. He then asked Hunter if he’d like to join him for a drink after the rehearsal.

Hunter looked at me and I nodded. “Yeah, that’d be great. We’d love that.”

“Sorry, hadn’t realised you guys were together” he replied apologetically.

“Yeah, we live together and are boyfriends, but we’re always happy to meet new friends” I replied.

“Yeah, especially gorgeous gay ones” Hunter grinned.

“Brilliant” Diego replied, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

A bell rang to indicate the end of the break, so we trooped back into the hall. The next half went more smoothly, and Raymond appeared to be happier with the performance.

“See you tomorrow night, same time. Four rehearsals should be enough with a final one on the Thursday afternoon before the first performance that evening” he announced before packing up. Hunter and I were glad we were being paid for each session.

“Let’s go back to my place” Diego announced as we walked onto the street. “I’m ten minutes away from here.”

Hunter glanced at me and smiled. We both had a good idea what Diego, a twenty-four-year-old Mexican, had in mind. He lived in a bedsit which was compact with a double bed, built in cupboards and a small area in one corner with a microwave, hotplate, and a small refrigerator. Each floor of the converted Victorian house contained two bedsits with a separate toilet and shower for each room. A laundry facility was situated in the basement.

“It’s all I can afford at present. I’m an office assistant in an Engineering company. Raymond is one of the senior managers which is how I came to join the music group.”

I explained that Hunter and I were studying at the Royal Academy of Music, but we offered ourselves for musical events to gain practical experience. We’d been told not to mention that we were paid since the other musicians were unpaid amateurs.

“That explains why you’re both so good. Raymond had told us you were joining to raise the performance level.”

His bedsit wasn’t large enough to accommodate chairs, so the three of us sat cross-legged on cushions on the floor. It was cosy and intimate since we were so close together sitting barefoot in a circle with our knees rubbing against one another. Diego had asked us to remove our shoes before he pulled three beers out of his fridge which we proceeded to drink as we talked.

“You guys are really sexy” Diego blurted and used his free hand to caress Hunter’s thigh. I could sense that he enjoyed the attention and guessed that his cock was already reacting since my certainly was. Seeing that Hunter didn’t object, Diego suggested we moved onto the bed. We stood up and he immediately removed the black T-shirt he’d been wearing. Raymond had given us similar attire to wear and told us to wear it with black trousers for the concert since that was the standard uniform for the group.

Admiring his beautiful brown body, Hunter and I removed our shirts. Raymond then removed his trousers which exposed a very skimpy pair of briefs. Seeing that he meant business, we did the same much to his approval. Having ditched the partially drunk cans of beer, Hunter and I sat cross-legged on the bed with Diego in front of us. He reached forward and felt the growing bulge inside our briefs.

“Nice big cocks. Love being fucked by a big cock” he smiled as he delved deeper inside the briefs. It didn’t take long for them to be removed, along with his, and he felt our naked cocks. “How about I ride each of these beautiful cocks?” he grinned.

“Sounds good to me” I replied and suggested he start with Hunter who laid on his back to allow Diego to mount his now fully erect organ.

“You guys okay doing it raw?” he grinned as he grabbed some lube from the side of the bed. We said we were, so he lubricated his arse and Hunter’s long thick cock before hovering over it and gently sitting down to take the full length inside. “Ah, yeah. That’s fucking awesome.”

As he rode up and down, I positioned myself beside them so I could suck his cock. We were soon in sync with his cock fucking my mouth as he used Hunter’s tool to fuck himself.

The action continued for quite some time before Hunter dumped his load of cum into Diego’s arse. We then changed over, and he rode my cock which by now was aching for action. Hunter took over sucking Diego’s cock until he’d dumped a load of cum into his mouth.

“That was fucking brilliant guys. I hope we can do that again sometime” Diego said excitedly after we were all satisfied. We said we would love to do so, and we did!

The concert took place on a Thursday and Friday evening. Each went brilliantly and received a resounding applause. Raymond was delighted and told Hunter and I that he’d be hiring us for the next concert which was in three months’ time.

On the Saturday, Hunter and I made our way to Nigel’s house. This time he wanted us to perform naked whilst the four guests enjoyed the meal produced by Emilio. As the guests arrived, they introduced themselves. Anthony, aged thirty, was the first to do so. He was very attractive, and Hunter and I looked forward to getting to know him more intimately later. Daren, twenty-five, arrived next, quickly followed by Oscar who was Danish, aged thirty. Juan was the final guest. He was Spanish and twenty-three. He too was very sexy and clearly showed his interest.

Hunter and I continued playing despite showing signs of sexual interest between our legs. Several guests made the most of our nakedness by feeling our cocks and fingering Hunter’s arse but being the professional he was, he continued playing. Eventually, the sliding doors opened, and a naked Emilio served the meal. As he did so, he received constant attention, but he continued as if it was perfectly normal, which it probably was in Nigel’s house.

Whilst the guests enjoyed the magnificent meal that Emilio had prepared, Hunter and I performed several four-handed piano pieces. When they returned to the lounge and the sliding doors silently closed, Oscar approached the piano.

“You are both extremely talented as well as being very attractive. Thank you for your beautiful background music. I’d like to invite you to my house near Henley on Thames for a weekend. I’m holding a naked sex party for a few guests and would like to employ both of you for the duration, if you’re interested.”

Knowing Hunter, I said we certainly would be, but he’d need to speak with Benjamin.

“I believe in cutting out the middleman. I find it benefits everyone.”

He then quoted the rate which was much higher than we received through Benjamin.

“We accept” Hunter replied, “but the agreement would have to be without his knowledges.”

“Fully understood. I’ll give you details before I leave. In the meantime, I look forward to fucking both of you.”

“So do we” I grinned and felt my cock react at the thought of it. After more drinks had been consumed, the sexual activity began. Hunter and I were well and truly drilled by all of them. When the party finally ended soon after 3 a.m., our arses were sore and well filled with creamy cum.

“Allow me to take you home” Oscar whispered. “My driver is waiting outside to collect me. We can finalise what we discussed earlier.”

We accepted his kind offer and were led out to a very smart Bentley. During the journey back home, Oscar confirmed the details of his party and the rates. It was to take place the weekend after next.

Our studies at the Academy were going well and the practical experience we were getting made a huge difference. Apart from the concert performance, which my parents attended, I only told them brief details of the private dinner parties, leaving out that we were also providing sexual services. When I told them about Oscar’s invitation to his country house for the weekend to play for his guests, my mum replied, “That’s very nice of him.” Hunter and I didn’t dare look at one another knowing what would actually take place.

Oscar had booked our train tickets to travel to Henley on Thames and when we arrived, we found Terrence, Oscar’s driver, waiting outside for us. Hunter’s violin case and an overnight bag which we’d packed to give my parents the illusion that we were staying as musicians rather than guys who were going to be fucked, were placed in the boot.

Terrence, who was twenty-two, was very attractive and sent erotic feelings through my body. As he drove, I asked him how long he’d been working for Oscar.

“Just over a year. In addition to driving him around, I undertake other tasks around the house.”

I smiled to myself and guessed what some of those tasks would be. Hunter then asked what form this party was going to take. Terrence chuckled. “Basically, it’s a long gay orgy. He’s invited four guests, all in their early to mid-twenties so it will be fun.”

“Do you take part?” I asked.

“Of course, as does Filip the eighteen-year-old Polish houseboy who loves his arse being fucked. I take it you know you’ll both be involved. The music is just a side-line” he chuckled.

“Yeah, we know what to expect and look forward to it” Hunter replied.

Once out of the town, we entered open spaces. A few minutes later, Terrence drove along a narrow lane that ended up at a set of iron gates. He pressed a remote and they opened for us to drive through before closing behind us.

“Fucking hell” Hunter exclaimed. “This is a mini-castle.”

Although not that large, the house had been built in the form of a castle with turrets. We later found out that it was over 100 years old.

Whilst Terrence put the car in the garage, Hunter and I were met at the front door by a naked Filip. He was gorgeous and not the slightest bit embarrassed at being naked in front of two strangers. I got the feeling that he was used to it and probably enjoyed the attention. I later found out that he’d had a very unhappy childhood. His mother had left him when he was eight years old, and he’d been raised by an abusive father. He was later murdered by someone to whom he owed lots of money and Filip was all alone. He was trafficked to England but managed to escape. Oscar had found him and took him in. He was sixteen at the time.

“My master wants everyone naked” Filip told us and led us upstairs to a bedroom. We undressed and followed him back downstairs with Hunter’s violin.

“Ah, my gorgeous musicians. Oh my, you are both so beautiful” Oscar exclaimed on seeing us and took us into his arms, our naked bodies rubbing together. “Make yourselves at home. Filip will get you a drink. There’s plenty of wine or a beer if you’d prefer.

“You have a beautiful house” Hunter remarked.

“Yes, it’s very special. Reminds me of the Danish chateau I grew up in.”

“When would you like us to provide background music?” I asked.

“Let’s see how things go. You’re my guests and will be eating with us but the other guests may like to hear you play, amongst other things” he grinned.

Filip then appeared to announce that another guest had arrived. His name was Sebastian and I later found out he was twenty-five. When he appeared, my cock immediately twitched with excitement. He had the most perfect body with a big limp cock hanging between his legs. Soon after this Juan arrived. He was the twenty-three-year-old Spanish guy we’d met at Nigel’s party. Lorenzo and Edward were the final guests to arrive. Lorenzo was nineteen and Spanish. Edward was twenty-two and a friend of Lorenzo, but they were not a couple.

Being closest to us in age, Lorenzo immediately made his way to where we were standing. A naked Terrence and Filip had now joined us, and the party began with alcohol and cocaine available throughout the evening.

“I bet you can’t play the piano whilst I fuck you” Lorenzo laughed.

“Bet I can” I giggled, now high on cocaine and alcohol. He then wanted me to prove it so I stood in front of the piano with my hands on the keyboard and bent forward with my legs apart so he could fuck my arse. Suitably lubricated, he inserted his cock. The other naked guests stood around and watched in amazement as I played whilst he fucked.

“How about you, Hunter. Could you play the violin whilst I suck your cock?” Oscar grinned.

“Of course” he replied, also high on cocaine and alcohol. He picked up his violin and started to play along with what I was playing. Oscar knelt in front of him, took his cock into his mouth and started sucking. It was soon hard, and I could see that Hunter was struggling to continue playing but he achieved the task.

Having won our bet, the serious orgy began. Hunter and I were well used and received every cock in the room, with the exception of Filip who received ours plus a big load of cum. Lorenzo stayed overnight and had the pleasure of my company in his bed during which time he fucked my arse several times over, depositing his load as he did so. Hunter had the pleasure of Terrence as a bed partner who, I later found out, had made good use of his arse.

After a brunch, Terrence drove us back to the station for our journey home. We were invited to several other naked orgies by Oscar after that and a sexy party held by a client named Woyzeck who owned a house in Chelsea. He was Eastern European and twenty-eight-years-old. On arrival we were stripped naked and placed on padded tables to be fucked by guys who popped in over the weekend. I lost count of how many fucks we had, plus loads of cum, but it was good fun.

Our training at the Royal Academy finally came to an end and both Hunter and I left with flying colours. So much so, that we obtained full-time positions in an orchestra and each of us played solo parts. My favourite was performing Rachmaninov’s piano concerto.

Now fully employed with money in our pocket, Hunter and I left home and rented a flat. Shortly afterwards we celebrated our Civil Partnership. We no longer needed Benjamin’s services, but we still visited Oscar for naked gay orgies. Life wasn’t easy for two gay Nigerians in the music industry, but we managed and had a good life having followed my passion.

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