“Are you gay?” I asked my friend Daniel.
“Yes, I am, Jeff. That can’t really be a surprise.”
“No, it isn’t. But you’ve never talked about it.”
“No, I haven’t. I never do around straight people. They can figure it out if they care to. But if I’m asked, I’m honest about it.”
So, began a new chapter in our friendship in 2004. We met three months earlier at a cafe on MacDougal Street, in Manhattan. An aspiring actress had posted an online notice to create a discussion group about the arts. I went and there were six of us altogether to discuss Annie Hall. I was struck by Daniel; he was highly intelligent and articulate. He was about 6’2”, had a worked-out body, blond hair and blue eyes, and a handsome face. His voice was deep voice with traces of Brooklyn; he had a masculine vibe.
I’m 5’10”, I work out and have brown hair and brown eyes. I’ve always been told I was cute, that’s what my girlfriend of two years said to me often. I am 25, Daniel was 30. We chatted after the meeting and exchanged emails. The next month the discussion was about Edward Albee, again Daniel knew his stuff. The girl who started the group emailed that she was traveling and wouldn’t be able to head the next meeting, other people emailed that they wouldn’t be going. That was the last time we heard from her, the group never met again. I emailed Daniel, about getting together on our own, he responded yes. We went to a movie, and then for coffee and chatted.
I was impressed with Daniel. He was trying to be an actor, worked as a tour guide and lived alone in Manhattan, in Hell’s Kitchen. I lived with my girlfriend in Queens, where I was born. We had that in common, being born in the outer boroughs, as well as being intelligent and sensitive. Only I was straight and he turned out gay.
Daniel was in a play in the East Village, my girlfriend and I went to see it. Daniel was very good in it; he was funny and had great stage presence. We all exchanged pleasantries afterward. After seeing a movie with Daniel, he was talking about a commercial he had been in, and short film he had done. I asked if I could see those and so we went to his nice one-bedroom apartment and watched them; there was a casual atmosphere with no tension. He was terrific in them; I went back to Queens.
Daniel never mentioned his personal life, he didn’t have a girlfriend, he knew I did. I thought he could be gay, though he was hard to pin down. I had met and been around gay guys socially and could tell sometimes if they were hot for me. Especially if they sneaked a look down at my crotch to check me out, I never saw Daniel do that or got that feeling from him, even when we were sitting next to each other at the movies; we were just two people who had common interests and socialized. I was cool with that and what he might be. Still, I feel friends should be honest with each other and so after seeing a movie with each other, I asked him if he was gay, and he said yes, and it didn’t come up again.
We were supposed to see a movie one afternoon, but that morning Daniel emailed me to ask if we could go to the next showing, as something came up. I said that was fine. Daniel arrived, he seemed preoccupied. We saw the movie and went for coffee.
“So, why did you have to change the showtime?” I asked.
“Oh, I had errands to run” Daniel said in an odd way, he was blushing.
“Come on, what really happened?”
“I had a hookup.”
“Wow! You screw around in the middle of the day! Cool!”
“Well, I check the Criag’s List Men Seeking Men ads a lot. I emailed a guy, he wanted to meet at lunchtime.”
“Was it a good hookup?”
“Jeff!”
“We’re friends, what’s the big deal! You can be honest with me, I’m just curious.”
“Yes, it was a very good hookup.”
“Are you a top or a bottom?”
“Oh, come on!”
“What?!”
“I’m just interested, that’s all.”
“I’m a bottom.”
“That wasn’t so hard! Are you dating anyone?
”No. I’ve sort of given up on that. Now, I just hook up.”
I was actually turned on by the fact that Daniel had recently gotten fucked up the ass, eventually we talked about the movie. We finished our coffees and went our separate ways. Two weeks later we met for another movie.
“No hookup today?”
“Well, yes as long as you're asking, in the morning. A guy wanted to meet before he went to work.” “Nice.” We went into the theater, watched the movie and went for coffee. “So, how was the hookup?”
“Ok, since you’re into honesty, a suited guy in his 30’s wanted to get blown before he went to work, he had a great dick, and so I blew him.” I stared at him and was turned on thinking of him having recently sucked cock.
“Cool, I think it’s great that you’re comfortable with your sexuality. Do you find me attractive?”
“Jeff!”
“Hey, we’re friends.”
“Yes, I find you attractive.”
“You never show that you do, I’ve never seen you check me out.”
“I’m good at blocking that out, you’re straight, I never wanted you to feel I was after you.”
“What turns you on about me?”
“You’re young, masculine and I can talk to you, and your chest hair! It’s so sexy, that dark hair that’s visible below the collar of your shirt.”
“So, fantasize about me sexually.”
“Yes, I do. You’re not uncomfortable with that?”
“Not at all, I like being thought of as hot. You think I’m hot?”
“You’re hot.”
“Do you want me?”
“Yes, I want you. Where are you going with this?”
“I am going back to your place so you can suck my cock, you are a cocksucker after all, why not suck your best friend’s cock?”
Oh, man! I went there! I honestly had never thought about Daniel sexually before, but then and there it all clicked in my head. Why not? I had been faithful to my girlfriend, we had a good sex life, but I’m a young guy, I wanted excitement. I notice hot girls all the time, but I didn’t hit on them. I’d never done anything with a guy before, Daniel and I liked each other, he was into me. Us getting together wouldn’t really be cheating, it would just be me getting off, fucking another woman would be cheating. My dick was bursting in my jeans! I wanted Daniel to suck it.
“Are you serious?” said Daniel nervously.
“Yeah, I’m serious. You’ll like my dick, it’s about seven and a half, cut.”
“Ok, if that’s what you want.”
“It’s what I want, isn’t it what you want?”
“Yes.”
We left the coffee shop in silence and walked a few blocks to Daniel’s apartment, we went inside. On the wood floor in front of the living room couch was a green velvet pillow. Shit! That was Daniel’s set up to give blow jobs! Guys would sit on the couch with Daniel on his knees on the pillow sucking their dicks; he was a real slut, why not with me?. I sat down on the couch and spread my legs. Sure, enough, Daniel got on his knees between my legs. His hands went for my belt, he undid it, unzipped my jeans, and tugged them down. There in my blue boxer briefs was the outline my rock-hard seven-inch cut dick and the bulge of my heavy balls.
Daniel stared into my eyes with such an expression of desire. He wanted my cock, and I wanted him to suck it. He bent his head down to my crotch. Wow! He was licking my rod through my underwear! This was so exciting! I’d only had sex with girls at night and in a bed, now I was getting done in broad daylight while sitting on a couch like a king! Daniel bit down on the waist band of my boxer briefs and tugged off them down and off with his mouth.
For a few seconds there was the sight of my hard proud dripping cock and burly balls on view.
“So, what do you think of my cock, Daniel?”
“I think it’s beautiful, Jeff.”
It was electrifying feeling Daniel stroke my cock and fondle my balls. Holy shit! Daniel licked the head and lapped up my precum. He licked the sweet spot under the head and my whole shaft, I was mesmerized watching him go down on me, he gobbled on my balls.
Wow! Oh man! I had known Daniel as an articulate and erudite guy. Now, I was seeing the real Daniel; a slavish cocksucker consumed with sucking mine! He was like a crack addict on the pipe, he was so uninhibited, he was really into dick. I thought more highly of him for never coming on to me or making a move on me, he knew his place as a gay guy, not to bother a straight guy with that stuff. If the straight guy wanted service, then it was a different story.
Daniel raised his head, opened his mouth wide, curled his lips and took my cock in his mouth. While looking me straight in the eye, he began deepthroating me. It was amazing! No gagging, choking or struggling, he had my shaft all the way down his throat, he obviously was experienced. His head boobed up and down on my cock. I looked at his handsome face stuffed with my cock and felt pride that he was so into me. He was giving me the best fucking head of my life! No girl including my girlfriend had been so devoted to my pleasure; I was gasping and sobbing. I was transported to another dimension by Daniel’s sucking my cock. I was transported back to reality by feeling that I was getting close, my dick began blasting my thick load down Daniel’s throat. Like the fantastic cocksucker he was, he swallowed every drop of my cum.
We were both silent as I contentedly put my boxer briefs back on, zipped my jeans and redid my belt. Daniel was on his knees; his smiling face was flushed. I thought it would be rude to just run out the door, we were friends, and I didn’t want this to just be a blow and go.
“Hey, that was great. You got a beer?”
“Thanks, sure.”
Daniel got up, went to the kitchen and returned with two bottles of Coronas. He lit up a cigarette from a fancy box.
“Hey! I didn’t know you smoke!”
“I’m closeted about that” chuckled Daniel.
“So, when did you know you were gay?”
“When I saw six, there a boy in the first grade I couldn’t stop looking at and thinking about. At that age, it wasn’t really sexual, it was just that I knew that I liked boys…”
I prompted Daniel to open up about his life. He was from Brooklyn; he was an only child raised by a single abusive mother he had little contact with his father who had skipped out long ago. A school guidance counselor suggested to his mother that Daniel would benefit from a Big Brother, that a male presence would benefit him. It sure did, it wasn’t long before Daniel was happily broken in by and getting it on with his married Big Brother. After college he moved to Manhattan and tried to be an actor. He was always promiscuous and never had a boyfriend or a real relationship. “I’m damaged, I have low self-esteem, I want to be dominated…”
“Well, I have to get going, we’ll get together again soon” I didn’t know what else to say or do, I shook Daniel’s hand goodbye. I took the subway home to Queens. My girlfriend is a teacher at a suburban elementary school, I’m looking for a job in publishing. Tonight, we ordered in Chinese food. We watched television, she wasn’t in the mood, so no sex tonight. That was okay, I had gotten that incredible blowjob earlier.
The next week, Daniel and I went to a movie, we skipped the coffee shop and went back to his place for him to blow me. Daniel was on his knees on the green velvet pillow sucking my cock.
“So, Daniel, do you want me to fuck you?”
Daniel took his mouth off my cock.
“Yes Jeff, I’ve been hoping that you would want to fuck me.”
“Well, let’s go to your bedroom.” We took our clothes off.
“Wow, Daniel, that’s a smoking bod!”
Daniel really was in great shape at 30.
“You must do a lot of squats! That’s one hot ass!”
“Thanks.”
Indeed, Daniel had quite a bubble butt framed by a black jock strap.
“God, I love your chest.”
Daniel was now sucking on my nipple; he then did the other as he continued caressing my hairy chest with one hand and stroking my cock and fondling my balls with his other. He stopped and got into his bed on his hands and knees. His ass crack was smooth as was his body, I later learned he got a full body wax regularly. His hole was clean and pink, it was waiting for me.
I lubed up my cock and drizzled his ass. I got behind him and firmly grabbed his hips. There was this tall good-looking guy in position for me, I was shorter, I was turned on by the power dynamic. I put the tip of my dick in Daniel’s hole. My first time fucking a guy! I inched my way into his remarkably tight chute, considering he was older and got fucked a lot. His ass membranes parted to take me in, then it clenched around my cock, it felt incredible! I mean, I’m a cunt man, but I’ve got to say that fucking a fag is an exhilarating pleasure. There’s the physical sensation of the friction, but also the primal psychological factor of a guy wanting my cock splitting him open.
I was all the way in, and began fucking the moaning Daniel, my balls were slapping against his ass. I was into it and built up a steady rhythm, with my cock swiftly going in and out of Daniel’s ass.
“Oh, yes! Yes Jeff!” on and on went Daniel as I fucked him on and on.
“Fuck yeah! Oh, fuck! Fuck! I’m cumming” wailed Daniel.
Hey! I got him off with my cock! This achievement pumped me up to keep pumping Daniel’s ass with my cock.
“AHHHH!” I groaned as my dick shot off deep inside Daniel’s chute. I pulled out of Daniel. I gazed down, it was some sight. There was Daniel’s gaping ass that I had just fucked, leaking with my cum. Daniel left the bed, he retuned smoking a cigarette and with two bottles of Corona. We were both glowing and sweated up. We finished our beers and Daniel finished his cigarette. I went to his bathroom, took a shower and got dressed. Daniel was now in a robe.
“Well, see you soon” I said as I shook his hand and left. So, now that the ice and Daniel’s ass had been broken, in addition to getting my dick sucked after a going to a movie, I fucked Daniel as well. It was no strings attached, we each had our separate lives and got together usually every two weeks. Gay guys rock! I advise my fellow straight bros to find themselves a gay best friend to use. Sure, it’s important to have a woman to live a normal life. But it’s great to have a docile cock-hungry gay guy into you on the side. He’ll service you and just be happy with the sex, he won’t get all clingy and want more than your load, like Daniel. We’d have intelligent meaningful conversations, then he’d get down to business taking care of my cock. Then I’d split, he’d never nag me or anything like that. I’d email him with what movie we were to see, he’d meet me, we’d watch it talk about it on the way to his place, then he’d suck my cock, and I fucked his ass. It was a great arrangement!
Once a month, I had a gathering of my Queens friends over to my apartment to watch Wrestling-Pay-Per-View on the giant television set my girlfriend bought. She would go out with her friends, so it was a guy’s night in our place. My friends were all straight white guys in their 20’s, like me.
“How’s it going?” I asked Andrew, he was a cute 23-year-old, on the short side but really worked out to compensate.
“Sharon and I broke up, so you know, I’ve just been taking a break from all that.”
“Hey, you’re a young guy, you should be getting your rocks off. I’ve got a faggot on the side, who takes care of me. We go to the movies before he does me at his place. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind doing you too, you should meet up with us the next time I see him.”
“Thanks Jeff! That would be great! Let me know.”
“You got it, buddy!”
A week later, Andrew and I were waiting outside the Lincoln Plaza Cinema. Daniel showed up soon after.
“Andrew, this is Daniel. Daniel this is Andrew.” They shook hands and each said, “Nice to meet you.”
“Daniel, I told Andrew about us. I said you wouldn’t mind doing us together.” I had a crossed another line. I didn’t confer with Daniel; I didn’t ask him if he wanted to service my straight friend. I didn’t have to or need to. Daniel and I both knew he would do whatever I wanted. He was totally into me, after all, he is damaged and craves domination by a real man, I was happy to help him out with that, that;s what friends are for.
“Uh, sure Jeff, whatever you want” said Daniel, his face was beet red. We watched an Italian movie, talked about it on the walk to Daniel’s place. Andrew and I sat down on Daniel’s couch and took out our dicks, Andrew’s was nice-sized and hard. Daniel was on his knees on the green velvet pillow. He stroked us and fondled our balls. Then he opened his mouth and took turns slurping on our poles and gobbling our balls.
“Fuck! Jeff, you weren’t kidding, he’s a fantastic cocksucker!” roared Andrew.
“Hey, I wouldn’t bullshit about something like that!”
Andrew and I sat back reveling in the pleasure Daniel was giving us with his mouth.
“Are you ready to fuck?” I asked Andrew.
“Fuck yeah!”
Daniel took his mouth of our cocks, got up and we followed him to the bedroom. We all got undressed, Andrew was chiseled, I could see that Daniel liked what he saw. Daniel got on his hand and knees in his black jockstrap.
“You go first, bud” I said.
“Thanks Jeff!” said Andrew who was lubing his cock and then spraying Daniel’s ass. Andrew bluntly shoved his cock up Daniel’s ass, Daniel yelped. I went over to his face, with my hard dick jutting forward, he sucked me while Andrew fucked him. Andrew was pounded away, snorting and grunting, he came in Daniel’s chute. I pulled my dick out of Daniel’s mouth, walked over to ass and started fucking him. It was weird feeling Andrew’s cum inside Daniel as I fucked him. Daniel was moaning like he always did and sobbed as he came in his jock from my fucking him. I came in Daniel.
Andrew and I were in the shower, Daniel scrubbed our lean muscled bodies with a sponge, including our dicks, balls and asses. He dried us off with large beach towels. We got dressed and hung out in the living room drinking Coronas.
“Hey, don’t feel you can only use him when I’m around, feel free to set up a meeting anytime” I said to Andrew.
“Thanks Jeff, hey why don’t you have him come over to your place when we watch wrestling.”
“You think the other guys would go for it?”
“Sure! They’re happy for a night away from their girlfriends, a faggot getting them off would go over well, for sure!”
“So, Daniel, can you handle six straight guys in their 20’s?” I said.
“Yes Jeff, I’ve been used by groups.”
“Sweet! Are you going to bring your pillow?” laughed Andrew.
“No, I’ll wear kneepads.”
I wrote my address on a piece of paper and handed it to Daniel, “Be there Sunday at 6:00 PM, we should get going” Andrew and I left.
Daniel was right on time. He helped me put out the snacks and set up the bar. I had brought out a cot from the building’s storage room and set it up in a corner of the living room with a sheet under it to protect the carpet.
“You’ll suck everyone off to start, then serve drinks; you’ll be fucked here.”
“Ok.”
Daniel undressed down to his black jockstrap; he was wearing black kneepads, he put his clothes in a closet.
“Hey” said Gus as he walked in, I leave the door unlocked for these gatherings. He was a tall 28-year-old built Greek American. “Oh, is the pre-show entertainment?” he laughed.
“You bet,” I said, “Have a seat on the couch and get some entertainment!”
Gus grinned, he sat on the couch, undid his belt, pulled down his jeans; he hauled fucking amazingly big hard dick. Daniel sunk to his knees in front of Gus, taking his dick in mouth and licking it.
“Holy fuck!” yelled Donny, a 24-year-old medium height red head. He undid his sweatpants, took out his nice-sized dick and sat next Gus. Daniel took turns sucking and stroking them.
“Jeff! You throw the best parties!” chuckled Stew, a 25-year-old tall dark-haired guy. He pulled down his gym shorts, took out his large dick and on the couch with the others. Andrew arrived, took his dick out and sat back. Pete, 22-year-old came in saw what was going on, came over and joined in. Everyone was here, so I joined my friends.
There we all were six young white guys with raging hardons being serviced by my gay best friend. Daniel was a dynamo! He crawled on his knees to suck dick after dick, while jerking two cocks with his hands. One by one, Daniel got us off with his mouth. We were noisy as we hollered when we separately came in his mouth. The match was starting, Daniel asked what each of us wanted to drink. He brought us beers and mixed drinks. We sat around with our cocks out, Daniel got back on his knees, he fluffed us with his hands and mouth. By the time the show was over, our dicks were all hard again.
Daniel got on the cot on his hands and knees, his pre-lubed ass was spread.
“We’ll go in order of arrival, so Gus, you’re first!”
Gus took the lube bottle, sprayed his cock, and rammed it right in and up Daniel’s chute and began pounding away.
The rest of us stood around near the front of Daniel. He sucked us again, while jerking two of our cocks while Daniel fucked him. It took a while, but we all fucked Daniel and came in him.
Wow! It was something seeing Daniel take us all on. He must have came three times! His jockstrap was stained up. He was a sweated up and cum-drenched mess, but he likes that, so we gave it to him. My friends all high-fived and left. Daniel cleaned up the living room.
“Hey, you don’t mind cleaning up at your place do you? My girlfriend will be here soon, and I don’t think you should use our shower.”
“Yeah, sure” said Daniel. He put on a pair of boxer briefs over his jock, to keep his ass from leaking in his jeans, and finished getting dressed.
“I’ll see you Thursday at the AMC.”
“Right, I’m looking forward to it.” Daniel left.
Months went by. Every few weeks I met up with Daniel for a movie and a fuck after, sometimes Andrew was with me. Daniel came to my wrestling watching events. It was great having Daniel around. I got a text from Daniel: “I need to see you as soon as possible.” Wow! This was the first time Daniel ever contacted me. I controlled our relationship and our communications. It must be important; I was worried that he was sick or something. I had to go to Manhattan for a job interview tomorrow, I texted back for him to meet me at 3:00 PM at a Starbucks, around the corner from his apartment so we could fuck afterward.
It was a Tuesday, I got there at 3:05, Daniel was sitting at a table with two cups of coffee, one was for me.
“Jeff! You look so handsome in a suit!”
“Thanks, right, you’ve never seen me in a suit.”
“How did your job interview go?”
“Good, but you never knew with those things. So, what’s up?”
“Friday night I went to my favorite bar in Chelsea. There was the really hot guy, but he was with a group of friends. I thought oh well. Later on, I went out to the backyard to smoke. When I was going back into the bar, there he was by himself! I said hello, we talked and talked, his friends left. He said he’d meet them later, at the bar Therapy, around the corner from me. I told him I was taking a cab home as it was getting late, and I had to get up at 6:00 AM. We got out of the cab, and I expected to goodbye to him in front of Therapy. Instead, we kept walking and talking! He came home with me and spent the night. The next morning, he walked with me to work.”
This sure was weird. Daniel wanted a special meeting to tell me he hooked up? I really wasn’t interested in his romantic life, but ok.
“That’s great you got some action! Is he hung?”
“Yes, he is nearly eight inches cut, and thick. Last night we went to Therapy for a drink. It was like a date, we really got to know each other. He wants us to be a couple, just like that! I can’t believe it, it’s so magical! I’ve never connected with a man like that before. It was just so easy with Dirk. “
“That’s great! I’m happy for you. Well, let’s go to your place.”
“That’s what I wanted to tell you in person. Dirk and I are going to be monogamous. I’m not going to be able to have sex with you or anyone else anymore.”
WHAT THE FUCK?! Is he nuts? He’s a fucking cock slut for Chrissake!
“Whoa! Don’t you think you’re rushing things? Besides, you’re slutty. How are you going to settle down with just one guy? You can’t get enough dick; I’ve seen you in action! Does he know what a whore you’ve been. Does he know about me?”
“Dirk is the best thing to happen to me! I am not going to fuck this up! Yes, he knows all about me, except about you. He satisfies me sexually; I can give up being promiscuous when I know I’ll be getting his big cock.”
“What about us?”
“We can still go to the movies and be friends, I’d like that, but Dirk comes first.”
“Bullshit!” I snarled, grabbing Daniel’s hand and pulling it under the table and putting it on the crotch of my suit trousers, my dick was so hard.
“We’re going back to your place, you’re going to suck my dick, I’m going to fuck you, just like usual, you want my dick, you know you do, you need it!. You want to play boyfriends with another faggot, that’s cool. But that’s not changing what we have, I won’t allow it to, now let’s go.”
Daniel had tears in his eyes, but he didn’t run out. We both got up, walked out and went to his apartment. It was hottest fuck session we ever had! I threw Daniel onto the floor on his knees and fucked his mouth; I was possessed with dominating him and making him know that his place was taking care of my cock. I slowed down my face fucking, and let Daniel do his thing. Yup, he was sucking my cock with reverence.
“See! You can’t give this up” I said in my low deep voice as Daniel continued servicing me, “Face it, you’re a slut, you can’t be true to anyone. I have never cheated on my girlfriend. Letting a queer get me off, doesn’t count. Now, get up, strip, and spread your ass for me.
Daniel stopped sucking my dick, stood and took off his clothes, he was wearing a black jockstrap. He got on his back and spread his legs for me. I took off my suit and stood naked like the fucking warrior I was, with my hard cock slicked up by Daniel’s spit. I got in the bed, I spat on Daniel’s ass crack, I spat on my hand a few times and rubbed my cock. I was going to show Daniel who was the boss in our relationship. I rammed my cock straight in, and balls deep into Daniel’s ass. He hollered, his eyes were wide, his face was contorted with grudging pleasure. I threw Daniel the meanest, roughest fuck ever.
“I bet Dirk doesn’t give it to you like I do!” I hissed, Daniel lay there weeping and sobbing. Oh yeah, he was soon cumming in his jock from my fucking. I pulled my cock out of his ass.
“Suck it, suck my cock that was just up your ass fucking you, you fucking pig!” I presented my rod to Daniel, he opened his mouth, took me in and deepthroated me. I exploded in his throat; I pulled out and blasted his face with my load; I showed him who was the boss. Daniel got out of the bed, went to the kitchen and came back with beers, we drank.
“Aren’t you going to smoke?” I asked.
“Dirk wants me to quit.”
“Ah, go on, smoke. Just don’t smoke around him, he doesn’t have to know, just like he doesn’t have to know that we’re still fucking.” I took a shower, got back into my suit and left.
I got the publishing job, there were other changes. Daniel moved out of Hell’s Kitchen and into Dirk’s cool Chelsea apartment. Dirk worked as an architect for a big firm and was successful. He set Daniel straight, he was to give up on acting; he was over 30 and it wasn’t happening. Daniel was now enrolled in school, studying to be a real estate broker. A lot of gay guys who tried to be actors go that route. It took scheduling, but I was insistent. Once a week, I took a long lunch, Daniel cut classes, and we fucked in Dirk’s apartment, in the very bed he fucked Daniel in nightly. It was fucking hot! We were so into each other. After we both came, we’d hang out nude on the terrace, drinking beers and Daniel smoked a cigarette. We got cleaned up and went back to our routines. Occasionally, I coordinated with Andrew for him to join me and Daniel for a three-way in Dirk’s bed. Once a month, Daniel made up some plausible excuse to come to Queens to take on me and my wrestling buds.
Months went by, I got an email invite to Daniel’s birthday party. My girlfriend and I went to the Hell’s Kitchen gay bar, Therapy on a Monday, the party was upstairs. The long table was set with lots of food, skewers of meat, nachos, charcuterie and other stuff. It was an open bar. Daniel had bagged a guy with a big wallet as well as a big dick, he was paying for the party. Dirk was 35, tall, built, handsome and dark. He and Daniel were good together, I had to admit. My girlfriend and I socialized with the mostly gay male guests, we ate and drank. Daniel was mingling, I went over and whispered in his ear, “Hey, I want to give you your birthday present.” His face went pale, I walked away and went downstairs and to the restroom.
I stood at the sink washing my hands. Daniel was soon in the restroom, I walked into a stall, he followed me in and locked the door. I put my hands on his shoulders and stared into his eyes, he sunk to the floor on his knees. I unzipped my jeans and took my dick out, Daniel sucked it. I lifted him up, spun him around and pulled down his khakis. I spat in his ass crack, and then spat on my hand and slicked up my cock. I threw him a real fast pump and dump. After a few minutes, I was cumming in his ass from the excitement and the rapid friction. We fixed ourselves up, I returned to the party, then Daniel did soon after. Dirk was in conversation and was so totally unaware that I had just fucked his slutty boyfriend in a toilet, while my girlfriend was eating nachos. It was a great party!
Now that I had a good job, it was time to marry my girlfriend. We set a date six months ahead, it was a wonderful ceremony, the grand reception was held at a lavish Long Island hall. Dirk and Daniel were among the guests; I had fucked Daniel in Dirk’s bed a few days earlier, I would fuck him there again a few days later, I felt even more confident wearing a wedding ring. Daniel was not invited to my bachelor party which was thrown by my straight friends. Strippers were there; they were quite handsy when giving lap dances.
Life throws curveballs and nothing lasts forever. About a month after my wedding and a few days after a sweaty fuck session in Dirk’s bed, I received and email from Daniel, the subject line was “News.”
Jeff,
Dirk and I have relocated to San Francisco. Dirk will run his firm’s office there and I accepted a job offer there with a major real estate agency. It’s all very exciting and a chance to start over.
.
Best wishes,
Daniel
I was furious but had to admire Daniel’s new found cunning. He kept me in the dark as he knew I wouldn’t let him go! He knew I would try to break him and Dirk up, so he would stay on in New York for me. I could forward Dirk texts between Daniel and me setting up fuck sessions in his bed, but I’m not that evil! Ah! My reply was:
I wish you and Dirk well. Take care!
Daniel and I never communicated again. Having a Plan B wasn’t really an option. Meeting Daniel was a lucky accident, finding another gay guy to service me would take some doing, but I got lucky again.
Chad was a co-worker at the publishing company I worked for. He was 25, medium height, blond, cute and obviously gay. He was slightly fem and just my type! But he lived with a boyfriend he’d met in college who was an executive for a gay rights nonprofit. They were a perfect couple, and I got turned on by thought of having Chad as my side piece. I knew he was hot for me; from the way he checked me out and intently conversed with me. However, there’s the old saying, “Don’t shit where you eat.” It could be a disaster having a co-worker as a fuck buddy.
“Hey, Jeff, today is my birthday” said Chad to me one morning.
“Happy Birthday!”
“Some of us are going out to Therapy after work to celebrate, it’s a gay bar, you’re welcome to join us.”
“Thanks Chad, sounds good!”
At 6:00 PM, a bunch of us walked down 52nd Street from Sixth Avenue, past Eighth Avenue, to Therapy. The upstairs was decorated with a Happy Birthday banner and balloons. There were about 20 of us there to celebrate. Chad’s boyfriend Todd was tall and outgoing, he was definitely the top. I made small talk; it was a lot of gay guys and some single straight young women. I had a few beers and snacks.
I went downstairs to use the men’s room. I went into a stall and pissed. I washed my hands and went back into the bar. I passed a medium height, thin, curly brown-haired young cute guy who was wearing glasses, he was standing, his Cosmo was on a ledge. He was wearing khakis and a blue pullover sweater.
“Hey, what’s a hot straight married guy doing in a place like this?” he said in a gay voice. I stopped.
“I’m at my gay co-worker’s birthday party upstairs.”
“Nice, that you’re cool with us gays” he said as he blatantly stared down at my crotch.
“Oh, I’m very cool with gays, as long they know I’m not looking for a boyfriend” I said tugging at my crotch, “All I’m offering is this.”
“You are so my type; I’m not looking for a boyfriend either. We should meet up sometime” he said handing me his business card. Alex Rosen was a Certified Public Accountant and lived nearby in Hell’s Kitchen.
“Let’s meetup right now, at your place.”
“You got it!” said Alex, chugging down the rest of his Cosmo. As we walked out together, I groped his firm ass.
We walked down 52nd Street to 10th Avenue and then to 55th to a high-rise, Alex acknowledged the doorman, we took the elevator to the 14th floor, we were in his lavish apartment. It had been a few months since I had last had sex with Daniel and I raring to go. I flopped onto a couch and spread my legs. Alex sunk to his knees between my legs on the thick white carpet, he didn’t need a pillow or kneepads to give head. His hands massaged my thighs through my suit trousers. He undid my shoelaces, he took my shoes and socks off, he massaged my feet. Holy fuck! He was licking my toes! Alex was one kinky bitch! I never had my feet done before! It was amazing, my dick was rock hard. He undid my belt, unzipped my trousers and pulled them down. He licked my dick and balls through my boxer briefs. I was dripping with precum. He bit the waistband of my underwear with his teeth and tugged them off, just like Daniel! Queers are all alike. He hollowed his lips and took my dick in his mouth while looking into my eyes. He was cute guy whose face was stuffed with my cock. He licked all over and then deepthroated it. He tonged my balls. Alex and I were meant for each other.
After superbly sucking my cock, Alex got up and led me to his bedroom. We undressed, holy shit! He was wearing a black jockstrap; Alex was clearly hot to trot! He must pick up a lot of guys. He got in the bed on his hands and knees, ass up. I lubed my cock and his ass and threw him a hard fuck. He was really into it; he was sobbing as he came in his jock from my fucking. I blasted his ass with my load, I pulled out and cleaned my dick off.
“Would you like a vodka on the rocks?” asked Alex.
“Sounds good.”
Alex left and returned with glasses of vodka and the rocks, we sipped; Alex also smoked a Marlboro Light. We finished our drinks, I got dressed.
“I work from home a lot, just text me, when you want to fuck again” said the grinning Alex.
“I will” I said as I groped his ass and patted his head. I took the subway home to Queens.
Three days later, at lunchtime I was sitting on Alex’s living room couch, he was in his black jock sucking my cock. Then I fucked him, we drank vodka, and I went back to work. I would sometimes bring Andrew over to Alex’s for three-ways. Alex loved getting tag teamed by us and was thrilled to service me and my wrestling buds.
One afternoon, after Alex had sucked my cock and I fucked him and we were sipping vodka, we were chatting.
“A client is a Broadway producer, he gave me two tickets for a play tonight, do you want to go?”
“Sure, thanks.”
“Do you want to meet for dinner first? There’s a great Thai restaurant down the block.”
“Great, I’ll meet you there at 6:00.”
Alex was waiting in front of the restaurant; we had a terrific dinner with wine. The show was enjoyable, we discussed it. Alex was very intelligent.
“Can I buy you a drink?” asked Alex.
“Cool.”
We walked a few blocks to Therapy, we sat a table downstairs and put our Playbills down, a cute waiter came over.
“What can I get you boys?”
“Ketel One dirty martini” said Alex.
“I’ll have the same” I said. I never drink martinis, but the way Alex said it made me want one. We drank and talked about the play.
“Alex!” said a cute guy in his 20’s.
“Hi, Mark, this is Jeff.”
“Nice to meet you Jeff.”
“Likewise.”
“Well, I’m upstairs with some friends. Are you still going to brunch on Sunday?” said Mark.
“Yes! See you then” said Alex.
We had another round of strong martinis and drank.
“Well, I guess you have to get back to Queens?” said Alex.
“Actually no, my wife is away for the weekend.”
“Do you want to come over?”
“I’d like that.”
We finished our drinks, Alex paid, we left and walked a few blocks to his place. The doorman was friendly as we entered the building. We were in the bedroom taking our clothes off, we got in the bed. Alex sucked my cock then I fucked him from behind, I made him cum, then I came in him.
We lay in bed, sipping vodka as Alex smoked.
“You’re welcome to stay the night” said Alex.
“Nice of you to offer, I accept. I really don’t feel like dragging to the subway at this hour” I said. Alex turned off the lights and we passed out.
In the morning, Alex had my morning wood in his mouth and was slurping on it. This was the life! I came and he swallowed my load. We took showers. We were sitting at the kitchen table, nude, eating the bacon and eggs Alex had cooked. We hung out watching TV in the nude.
“Hey, let’s go to the movies” I said. I didn’t want to my wear suit, and I hadn’t packed a bag. Luckily, Alex’s older brother kept some clothes there. I put on jeans and a black turtleneck; he was about my size. We walked up to the Lincoln Plaza and saw Woody Allen’s new movie, Match Point. I thought of Daniel and what he would have said about it. Alex and I discussed it over Chinese food at the Mee Noodle Shop on Ninth Avenue. Then we had a few dirty martinis at Therapy. We went back to Alex’s place, he gave me a killer blowjob, before I fucked him, we passed out. The next morning, I woke to Alex sucking my hard cock, I came down his throat. We showered and cabbed to Chelsea, at 1:00 PM we are at Foodshop, it was a popular brunch spot. It seemed that the gays were really into weekend brunch.
Outside we waited in line those joining us. Mark, the cute guy who chatted with us at Therapy on Friday, was there with his Hell’s Kitchen roommate Kent, who was also cute and in his mid-twenties. There were clearly both bottoms, that was obvious from the way they both checked me out. I hadn’t shaved in a few days; my stubble made me look even hotter. I was again wearing Alex’s brother’s jeans and a black turtleneck. Their eyes widened when they saw my wedding band. There was also Lou, a beefy, bald white guy real estate developer in his 40’s. He was there with his boyfriend Ricky, a slim, striking Asian queen in his mid-twenties. Well! There wasn’t much mystery about those two, Ricky was around Lou for his dollars and his Lincoln Center apartment. After 20 minutes, we were seated at a table for six.
Pitchers of Bloody Mary’s and mimosas were consumed alone with Eggs Benedict and French toast. We all had convivial conversations about the usual, work, etc. It was a pleasant afternoon with an undercurrent of lust. I knew these fags wanted me, and I wanted them. Thankfully, Lou went to the men’s room.
“Hey, how would you guys like to meet up for some fun, Wednesday night? You wouldn’t mind hosting us, would you Alex?” My wife had an education night class every Wednesday, leaving me free to pursue my extracurricular interests.
“Uh, sure, Jeff, that would work out” stammered the blushing Alex.
“That sounds great, doesn’t it Kent?” said the grinning Mark.
“Oh my god! That would be so hot!” chirped Kent in his gay voice.
“I’d be into it” said Ricky with longing, as he slid his hand under the table and fondled my hard dick and thick balls through Alex’s brother’s jeans. Oh, yeah! Ricky was hot to trot for taking it from a stud like me after enduring an old goat like Lou.
“Then it’s settled! We’re all getting together Wednesday night!” I said.
“I can’t wait” moaned Ricky as he stroked my hard dick under the table.
Lou returned from the men’s room; we ordered more pitchers of drinks.
“Oh, that’s so generous of you, Lou” I said as Lou paid the check for all of us, no wonder Lou was popular on the gay scene. He and Ricky, and Mark and Kent all went their ways.
“Well, I’m going to take the subway back to Queens, I’ll return your brother’s clothes and get my suit the next time I’m over at your place” I said to Alex outside
“Oh, ok” he said, seeming a bit disappointed.
“See you Wednesday.”
I got home to my Queens apartment.
“Hey, great to see you again” I said kissing my wife, “What do you want to order in tonight?”
“That can wait” she said embracing me, “Lately, we’ve been so distracted, but seeing you now unshaven and not buttoned up in a suit, is a turn on.”
“Really, well, what are you going to do about that?”
My wife got on her knees, she undid my belt, she unzipped Alex’s brother’s jeans, slid them down and pulled down my Hanes blue briefs. My wife was now slurping on my tool, the best she had ever done before, she really was in the mood. After she sucked my cock for a while, I raised her up, and we headed to the bedroom. We tore off our clothes and dove into bed. She was raised up on her back, I ate her pussy, making her cum, then I fucked her like the stud I am, I made her cum again, then I came in her. It was the best sex we’d had in weeks. We cleaned up and ordered in Mexican.
Wednesday night after work I was striding westward down 52nd Street, my dick was hard and leaking in anticipation. When I got to Tenth Avenue I walked to 55th Street. The grinning doorman at Alex’s building admitted me to the elevator. I got to Alex’s door and knocked. Alex opened it, he was nude except for his black jock. I walked in, went to the living room and flopped down on the couch. Mark and Kent were nude except for white jocks, each had a tight, wiry, lean body. The chiseled, thin Ricky was wearing a red jock and nothing else. I undid the belt of my suit trousers, unzipped and fished out my hard dick and heavy balls.
“Come and get it, boys!” I said in a deep voice. Ricky practically mowed down the other guys to get to my dick first, oh, yeah he was hungry for my dick. They all were, being ordered around by a selfish straight guy was a welcome change of pace for them.
Ricky was now on his knees in between my outstretched legs. Oh, he was the picture of the perfect submissive Asian bottom, he stroked my cock with fascination and devotion. I imagine Lou wasn’t that hung, plus he was old, Ricky was in the mood for me. He looked me in the eyes, hollowed his mouth and took my cock in. He seductively licked the entirety of my head and shaft, then did my balls. His deepthroating skills were tremendous as his head bobbed up and down on my joint.
While Ricky was servicing me, Kent and Mark were at my feet, the undid my shoelaces, then took my shoes and socks off. Fuck! I now had three mouths working on me! As Ricky sucked my cock, Kent and Mark were licking and suck on my toes, on each of my feet. I was getting close, so I tapped Ricky on the head, he took his mouth off my cock.
Mark and Kent swooped in, they were quite a team as they licked my head and shaft together on opposite sides of each other. It was mind blowing, I’d never gotten a double blowjob before. They even each got down on one of my balls, before they took turns deepthroating me. I tapped them each on the head, Mark stopped sucking me and they crawled away.
My Alex was now on his knees before me. He did seem a bit distant at first. Did he resent sharing me with and in front of his friends? I never asked, I didn’t care, my pleasure was paramount, nothing else mattered to me. He proceeded to give me his customary excellent head. Eventually I patted him on the head, he took his mouth off my cock.
I stretched out my arms on the back of the couch and widened my legs. My faggot harem knew what to do, if they wanted me to fuck them, they had to undress me. Eight hands were grabbing at my clothes, soon I was down to my briefs which Ricky slid off. My rock-hard cock, moist with their saliva, and my mighty balls were totally exposed. I stood with my triumphant erection jutting forward and marched to the bedroom with my bitches eagerly following me.
They all got on the bed, their heads facing toward the center, they were on their hands and knees, ass up. They were in an X-shape configuration and looked like a stationary Lazy Susan. As I lubed my cock, I took in this magnificent sight of four young, first-class gay bottoms ardently spreading their asses to take my cock. Their holes were all pristine, hairless, pink orifices of pleasure.
I sprayed Ricky’s Asian rosebud with lube, I wanted him first. I grabbed his hips firmly and rammed into his chute whole hog in one swoop, fuck he was so tight. He hollered and bellowed, then settled down to whimpering as I was fucking him. I bent my head down and nibbled on his ear, “You love taking it from a sexy, young stud instead of an old pig, don’t you?” I hissed in his ear, as he sobbed. I pulled out of Ricky and began fucking Kent. Then I fucked Mark, and Alex. I started again with Ricky, he wailed and thrashed around as I brought him to a thunderous orgasm with my cock and my fucking. I moved on to Kent, I fucked each one of them into oblivion, they all came in their jockstraps. I was fucking Ricky again when my cock exploded in his ass, drenching his insides with my load of steaming man juice. I pulled out, my sated rod dangled between my muscular legs.
We were all now hanging out in the living room drinking the dirty martinis Alex had made. We all needed to come down from this over-the-top fuck session. Everyone was glowing and beaming from the intensity of what we had experienced. My boss at the publishing company was mentoring me and that included the occasional pleasure of a good cigar. I was puffing on a Cohiba as I sipped my martini, basking in the aftermath of supreme debauchery. I finished my cigar and martini, took a shower, dressed and left. I got home in time to greet my wife upon her arrival from her class. She was exhausted and so we both slept soundly next to each other. Oh, every Wednesday after work, I headed to Alex’s for our ongoing marathon fuck session with his three buddies. Those three bitches couldn’t enough of me and my cock.
Months later, my wife called me at work on a Thursday morning. Though she wasn’t due for two more weeks, her water broke at home, and she was getting a car service to go to the hospital. I explained the situation to my boss who told me to take rest of the day off. I took the subway and got to the Queens hospital. I hung out in the waiting room with my parents and my wife’s parents for hours. At 2:00 AM I was allowed to enter my wife’s room where she was holding my newborn son. I was overcome with emotion and pride. I went home to Queens and slept alone in our apartment. In the morning, I stopped at the hospital to visit my wife and see my son.
Then I took the subway into Manhattan and went to work. Afterward, I walked over to 46th Street and Eighth Avenue. As per out chat after our latest group fuckfest, my Alex was waiting for me in front of Joe Allen. I’d never been to this famous restaurant before; it was cool with great food. After dinner, we walked to 52nd Street. Alex’s producer client had given him free tickets to Jersey Boys, it was terrific. Then we walked over to Therapy for dirty martinis, we were sitting in a booth.
“My son was born yesterday.”
“Congratulations, Jeff!”
“My wife is going to be in the hospital for the next few days. I thought I’d spend the weekend with you, I want to see that Kurosawa restoration at Film Forum tomorrow. On Sunday, get Ricky, Mark and Kent to come over.”
“Sure Jeff, whatever you want.”
