My hand reflexively moved to my own erection and began to rub. I was just incredibly horny and felt no shame in watching the live gay porn show unfolding in front of me. I'd occasionally seen them get horny before in front of me but I always pretended not notice. Mark had his hand up Tristan's T-Shirt, while Tristan was firmly massaging Mark's cock through his shorts. Their heads were locked together, mouths open, tongues swirling and fighting. Mark and Tristan were back at it in no time and in the confines of their own home, they weren't holding back. We got in, grabbed some beers and put on the TV.
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The driver was a total professional though, I assumed he'd seen a lot more than that in his time. The horny feeling intensified and it was all I could do not to start rubbing myself. I glanced over my shoulder and they had started making out a bit, nothing heavy but hands were wandering. We jumped in a cab, me in the front and the boys in the back. Predictably, Mark and Tristan invited me backs to theirs afterwards, and still feeling "perky" I didn't want the night to end just yet. I chatted to a few hot girls during the night but didn't get anything except an uncomfortable feeling in my shorts because those outfits sure were skimpy and the pill was making me feel doubly horny. Whatever it is, certainly perked me up and the club was everything that was promised. It didn't even occur to me to ask what was in the little white pill when I swallowed it. But it wasn't the first time we'd taken stuff together and I just assumed I knew what it was. Now, you might think that I'm stupid for not asking what it was that they gave me. "Besides, " Tristan said quietly "We've got something that will. I was tired and didn't really feel like it, but Mark and Tristan reasoned that there would be a lot of hot girls in skimpy outfits.
But that night, all alone, I thought about what Mark had said and came like flood.Ī few weeks later we decided to head out to a new club that had opened.
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I was trembling, and looked away back to the TV and the conversation moved on. she can't be *inside* you" he shook his head and laughed, breaking the tension a little. "I can't imagine what it's like with a woman. They only way to know is to try it for yourself." he finished with a wink and moved away from me. "And my god, the first time you sit on that cock, the first time you give yourself over entirely to a man, you open yourself up to a whole new world. "Once you've sucked your first cock, tasted another man, you'll never want to go back. He very subtly licked his top lip, but I noticed. You get a delicious, salty reward with it". "You know that sense of achievement when a make a girl cum?". My breathing got faster and I shifted uncomfortably but Mark didn't stop. Touching another man's penis, licking it, the first time you let it slide between your lips, words can't describe." "It's the most amazing thing you can experience. They shared a Look before Mark sidled up to me and put his arm round my shoulders. "What's it like, sex with a man?" I blurted out, already feeling a blush rising through my face. We were sitting on their sofa, channel hopping after a good but fruitless night on the town. I asked them about "it" once, when I was particularly horny and feeling brave. Tristan was quieter, with dark, curly locks, but could fix you with an intense look that could make anyone feel he was more than just undressing you with his eyes. Mark was blond and blue eyed, very stereotypical, but quick to smile and never arrogant. I didn't tend to pay much attention to whether a guy was good looking or not, except maybe in that twinge of jealousy when I saw them with a hot girl, but these guys were good looking. I never heard anything from them, but my imagination would run wild, and that's when I would reach down between my legs and imagine it was some other hand touching me, and not a woman's. Sometimes I got lucky but invariably I'd end up sleeping in their spare room. We'd go out, get drunk and they would laugh at my pitiful attempts to impress the ladies. They were a steady couple and I was never one for homophobia, they were just great guys to hang out with. I had known Tristan and Mark for a long time. I never paid it much mind, just an abstract fantasy that would turn me on every once in a while. In some of my loneliest moments, I have touched myself, trying to imagine what it would be like to pleasure and be pleasured by, another man. I don't find men attractive if that's what your thinking, but I have thought about what it would be like. I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning. Tristan was on all fours and Mark was pounding his ass hard and. How did I get here? How did I end up sitting on a couch watching my two best friends fucking like crazy on the bed in front me? My Two best *male* friends, just to be clear.