A First- Never New a Run Could Be...

Saturday morning and I woke with my normal morning wood. I rolled over to see if I could interest the wife in fooling around. As usual, her response was, "you know I hate playing around in the morning."

"Well, I'm beginning to think you never want to play around. I'm going to go for a run."

I got out out of bed, took a piss and put on my compression shorts, tank top and running shoes, brushed my hair and checked myself out in the mirror. I worked hard to stay in shape and admired myself. I'm six feet tall, 180 pounds with a muscular, lean, swimmers bod. The wife yelled in at me, "Are you wearing those girly spandex shorts of yours? They look so gay. You should wear real shorts."

"Yes, I'm wearing my compression shorts. I like the way they keep my stuff from bouncing around." I looked in the mirror again and admired the way they show off the bulge of my stuff and framed my nice ass. I shouldn't think like that, but admitted to myself that I was proud of how I looked, and didn't care if any of the ladies in the neighborhood noticed. One last glance at my ass in the mirror and I was out the door.

I love running as it allows me to clear my head and let my mind wander. I was a couple of miles into my 5 mile loop when I saw Bruce up ahead working in his yard. I knew him only well enough to say hello in passing. He, and his partner were a gay couple in their 30's. He was shirtless, and already sweating in the summer heat. He is about my height and slim and fit, but not as muscular as me. He waved as I approached. Every other time I would have waved, say good morning, and continued to run. But for some reason, I felt the urge to slow and stop. Was it that I admired him, sweat shimmering in the sun? Was it his friendly wave and inviting smile? Was it a curiosity to get to know him and find out about what gay men do? I had always wondered, and figured talk is harmless.

He looked me up and down, with his gaze lingering on my stuff, and spoke, "This is my lucky day, Steve. I've always admired what a stud you are when you run by, and have always hoped that you would stop and say hello." His gaze was shifting back and forty from my eyes to my stuff. I didn't understand it, but his staring at my cock was having an affect as I felt it stir, starting to come to life.

"I guess it's about time for me to stop and chat then." I looked him in the eyes, and then looked down his smooth sweaty chest and stomach. He was hairless below the neck, and I wondered if he shaved his body. My gaze went lower, as he grabbed his cock through his shorts, and squeezed it, making sure I noticed. And I did. It was hard not to notice it's big outline. I caught myself staring at it when he spoke. I realized I was checking him out like I had never looked at a man before, and I knew he caught me checking him out.

"Steve, a man like you must have a great sex drive. Is that cute wife of yours satisfying your needs?"

Any other time I would have deflected the question, but after the wife's rejection earlier, for some reason, I answered. "She said no again this morning, or I wouldn't be out running." He continued to stroke his hardening cock through his shorts as he looked into my eyes. I felt my cock growing, I'm sure it was becoming very obvious to him in my compression shorts.

He glanced down noticing my buldge and said, "I see you are enjoying this conversation as much as I am."

Not knowing how to respond, I said "yes, I've always been interested in getting to know you and your partner." I instinctively grabbed my cock through my compression shorts and started rubbing it as we stood there in silence watching each other rubbing our cocks. I was speechless, not knowing what was happening, or where this way going, but was feeling aroused in a way that was new. Was rubbing our cocks like this a gay "hello, I like what I see and I'm interested" ritual that I was unknowingly participating in? Did I just admit to myself I was interested? I hadn't noticed his partner Rob, coming up behind me. "Bruce, who is your handsome friend? What a hot ass!!"

"This is Steve. He frequently runs by, and today is OUR lucky day. He finally stopped to chat and he just told me his wife is neglecting his sexual needs. I bet we could help him out."

I looked back and forth between Bruce and Rob and wondered what he meant by "OUR lucky day" and was curious about how he thought they could help me out.

"Bruce, don't be so forward. You might scare him off before we get a chance to get to know him."

Rob noticed both Bruce and I had erections, obvious as we both were rubbing them through our shorts. He turned to me. "Steve, would you like to come in and have some ice water, or something stronger? You look like you need some relief.....from this heat. Come on in." He grinned, looked down at my erection, winked and turned and started for the front door.

Without giving it a thought, I followed him up the walk and in through the door. He was at least 6' 4" and built. He was wearing tight cargo shorts that showed off his great ass, with a tank top. His legs were hairy, muscular like tree trunks. His shoulders were broad and muscular, and his arms! I found myself wondering what he looked like naked, and again thought "what the hell is going on? What am I doing? Why am I having these thoughts?" I should have turned and run, but something was pulling me in, maybe it was how he knowingly eyed my cock and winked at me, or because I was horny from not getting any this morning from the wife, or was it Bruce's smooth, sweaty body and hard cock. Was I getting turned on by his man body? My confusion, or was it my curiosity that was winning, and my cock was fogging my mind. I didn't know what to expect, but the idea of making a couple of new friends was appealing. So what if they are gay. Or was it because they were gay?

We walked into the kitchen and Rob fixed me a glass of ice water and handed it to me. I took a big swallow and thanked him. He looked into my eyes and stepped forward, took the glass out of my hand, putting it on the counter. Maintaining eye contact, he put one hand behind my head and pulled me towards him for a kiss. I put my hands on his muscular chest and held him back and said "Rob, I'm not gay."

He kept his hand firmly on the back of my head and gazed deeply into my eyes. "You may not be, and kissing me doesn't make you gay. Relax, and go with it. Gay or not, we are going to show you what real sexual pleasure is. You are going to love what we do with you. I'll ask you later if you've changed your mind about being gay." I looked up into his eyes as he pulled me in, and this time I didn't resist. He kissed my lips and then pushed his tongue into my mouth. I moved my hands up around his neck. It was so different with him taking the leading, dominant role, which I had always done with women. He was exploring my mouth with his tongue and I found myself gently sucking on it. He had one hand on my lower back and he pulled me tight. My cock was hard as a rock and I could also feel his cock growing between us, and it felt huge.

As we kissed, I found my mind spinning. I always wondered what gay men did. I knew it involved oral and anal sex, but it was always a hypothetical in my mind. The wife, and the other women who had given me blowjobs in the past always said sucking a man was gross, and cumming in their mouth was disgusting. I never understood why sucking a cock could be so bad. But anal? Why would anyone want to do anal? But Rob had me swooning, and I knew I was his, for whatever he wanted.

I had all but forgotten about Bruce when I felt him untying my shoes and helped me step out of them. Rob and I continued to kiss and I realized it was the best, most erotic kiss of my life. Then Bruce grabbed the waistband of my compression shorts and pulled them down and off, freeing my erect cock. He pulled my tank top up, causing us to break off our kiss, and then I was standing in these gay men's kitchen completely naked with a raging hard on. For reasons unknown, I wasn't embarrassed standing naked in front of these two handsome Gay men. I felt on display, like I was meant to be here for them. Ready for whatever was going to happen.

I looked at Bruce to find that he had also stripped, noticing that he was completely hairless, and, WOW! he had a sexy bikini tan that perfectly framed his smooth cock, which was also erect. I had never seen another man's erect cock in person, and couldn't take my eyes of it. I have a really nice 6 inch cock, but his was at least an inch longer and thicker. He looked hotter naked than my wife, and she is one sexy lady. He grabbed my cock and turned me towards him and started stroking me. I had never been touched by a man before. I felt so vulnerable, mesmerized by these two handsome men. He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his cock and wrapped my fingers around it. I was in a daze as I watched my hand begin to stroke another man's cock. It felt so hard, yet so soft. I was in awe of his cock and was feeling stirrings in my loins that I had never felt before. I had an urge to have his cock. I didn't understand what was happening, or what I was feeling, but I felt compelled to please it, love it, taste it.

Bruce spoke, "Steve, that feels great. Have you ever held another man's cock before? You need to take a closer look." I felt his hands on my shoulders, gently pushing downward as I continued to stare at it and stroke it.

"No, I've never seen another man with a hard on in person before, and I never imagined ever kissing a man or touching another man's cock. But.... I..... I....I....."

I lowered myself to my knees and his cock was inches from my face. It was like a dream and I was on auto pilot. A drop of pre-cum appeared on it's tip and I rubbed it around on his big mushroom head. Another drop appeared and I pulled him close and licked the head, tasting it, and began to kiss and lick it. I rubbed his cock all over my face and then instinctively took the head into my mouth and ran my tongue around it as I sucked it deeper into my mouth. I looked up and met his gaze. I continued to look into his eyes as I took more of his cock into my mouth. I was moving up and down his shaft doing what I knew felt good to me. I couldn't believe that I was sucking a cock, and more surprisingly I couldn't believe how natural it felt. I felt a connection with him through his cock that I had never felt with a woman before. I found that I was enjoying it's taste and it's texture. I knew if I was on the other end of this I would be wanting to shoot my load in the cocksucker's mouth. I felt determined to please Bruce, giving him a great orgasm and swallow his load.

"Steve, are you sure you've never done this before? This feels amazing. Rob, he has an amazing mouth. He's a natural cocksucker."

As I continued to explore cock sucking, Rob responded, "When I saw him showing off his ass for the world to see in those sexy compression shorts I thought, no, I was hoping he might be one of those men pretending to be straight, repressing his gay desires, just waiting for the right opportunity to unleash them. Today is his opportunity and we are going to show him how great man on man sex is. I can't wait to fuck that cute, firm ass and unlock his gay passion, which you may have already done. He looks like he's really enjoying sucking your cock."

Listening to them talk about me as I sucked on Bruce's cock added to my sense of vulnerability, but it was so erotic. It had been so long since I had heard a compliment or encouraging word from my wife. And I had these two handsome men complimenting my fit body and my cocksucking skills!!! I sucked harder, wanting to please Bruce and bring him to orgasm, make him cum, and at that moment knew I was going to let him cum in my mouth. I realized I was moaning on his cock and that I had a raging hard on. Sucking him was so arousing!

Bruce began running his fingers through my hair and started to pump his cock in and out of my mouth, taking over the tempo. I continued to suck as he fucked my mouth. He grabbed my head with both hands and increased the pace, pushing his cock into my throat with each stroke. I reached around and grabbed his firm ass with my hands, feeling it flexing each time he rammed his cock into my mouth, knowing he was close to cumming. I was caught up in the moment, knowing I was about to have a man erupt in my mouth for the first time. I sucked harder, using my tongue to push him over the edge.

"Oh, yeah. Get ready cocksuker, I'm getting ready to cum."

He started to try to pull out, but I held his ass, holding his cock in my mouth. I felt it jerk as he started shooting his cum into my mouth. I continued to suck and swallow, tasting a man's cum for the first time. He finished unloading and he started to soften in my mouth. I let him pull his cock out, and I looked up and met his gaze. He had that satisfied look on his face, and I had a sense of pride and satisfaction. I found myself wishing I hadn't swallowed all his cum so fast, wishing I had more to savor. I knew immediately I loved the taste.

"Wow, Steve, that was an amazing blow job. You are one great cocksucker." He grabbed his cock, slick with my saliva and his cum, and rubbed it around on my face. "You look great with a cock in your mouth and on your face, like it belongs there."

I didn't know what to think or say, when I noticed Rob move to stand next to Bruce, and he had stripped. His well muscled chest was covered with dark hair which ran down his six-pack abs, down to his cock, which was fully erect, and bigger than Bruce's, by at least an inch. It had to be at least eight inches, and fat. He pushed Bruce to the side and put his cock up against my lips and rubbed it around on my face. I grabbed it and stroked it. I could barely get my hand around it.

"Rob, this tile floor is killing my knees, can we move somewhere else?"

"Sure, cocksucker, let's go into the bedroom. I want you to enjoy this as much as I do." Rob and Bruce both grabbed an arm and helped me up from my knees. Bruce pulled me to him and embraced me and kissing me deeply. I hugged him tightly and welcomed hiss kiss. It felt so right to be kissing the man who I had just given a blowjob to. And like Rob, he was a great kisser.

Rob interrupted our kiss, "I'm ready to feed our new friend a big load." He turned and headed for the bedroom and I followed him for the second time today, this time going down the hall to his bed, and I didn't have to imagine what he looked like naked. He was an amazing, strong, muscular, man. And for the second time in the last hour I realized I was lusting after a MAN! And while I couldn't see his cock as I followed him, I knew I wanted to suck it.

The bedroom was large with an unmade king size bed. One wall was covered with mirrored sliding closet doors. Rob was pilling pillows in the middle and sat on the end of the bed and laid back on the pile of pillows, put his hands behind his head and looked at me, winked, and looked down and nodded at his big cock. I stood between his legs and looked at him letting my eyes slowly look down his amazing, masculine body, finally looking at his beautiful cock. I couldn't believe I had just sucked my first cock and was admiring another.

Rob spoke, "So, Steve, tell me, are you gay?"

"No, well, I....."

"Steve, you just gave my partner a blowjob, you are standing naked in a gay man's bedroom, sporting an impressive hard on, and you can't take your eyes off my cock. Would you like to suck it?"

Without answering, or I should say I let my actions speak for me, I eased down to my knees, placing my hands on his muscular, hairy thighs, admiring his perfect cock. I grabbed it and started to stroke it. He was uncut, and pulling his foreskin up and down over his big cock head, so different than Bruce, who is cut, like me.

Rob continued, "Steve, straight men don't suck cocks, it's gay men that love to suck other men's cocks. Go ahead and suck mine. Show us you are gay, whether you can admit it or not."

And I did, taking it in my mouth and began sucking it and bobbing up and down on the top three or four inches, playing with his foreskin with my tongue, and stroking the shaft.

As I made love to his cock, Rob continued, "That feels great, Steve. I'm looking forward to fucking your nice ass, too. I love to fuck Bruce, and he loves it when I fuck him. I bet you are going to love getting fucked, too. I don't like getting fucked like Bruce does. So tell me, is Bruce more gay than me? Or am I straight because I don't take it up the ass? He also loves to fuck men when he gets the chance, but he doesn't get the opportunity very often. This is his lucky day. Don't stop, that feels wonderful. Bruce was right, you are a natural cocksucker."

His talk was playing games with my mind. I loved the feel of his big cock sliding in and out of my mouth, over my tongue, and teasing my throat. I was so turned on having his cock in my mouth, looking up his awesome hairy, muscular torso, and into his eyes. I knew I wanted to bring this MAN pleasure. I looked to my right and caught my reflection in the mirror. Actually seeing me, watching me, with Rob's big cock in my mouth, brought me a moment of clarity. I momentarily paused, holding his cock on my face, then continued to work his cock deeper into my throat, wanting to take it all. I was amazed, first, that I was sucking cock, and second, that I was taking such a big cock into my mouth and throat. For some reason, I wasn't surprised to see the reflection of me sucking a cock, but was excited by it.

Then I felt Bruce start to massage my ass, moving his fingers closer to my hole. Then I felt something wet being rubbed onto my asshole. I continued watching me sucking Rob's cock out of the corner of my eye in the mirror and realized I was about to experience getting fucked.

Bruce spoke, "Relax, Steve. Don't stop sucking Rob. You are going to love what I'm going to do to you."

I felt him push a lubed finger into my ass, slowly moving it around and in and out. It was a knew, kind of pleasant feeling, coupled with Rob's cock moving in and out of my mouth. The longer he fingered me, the better it felt. He then added what felt like a second, and third (?) finger being inserted. He suddenly pulled his fingers out, and if I didn't have a mouth full of cock I would have protested, and asked him to continue. Bruce grabbed my hips, lifting me up off my knees, told me to keep sucking, and to stand up. With his help, I got up and spread my feet wider. I knew what was coming, but was unable to do anything to stop it if I had wanted to. Holding one of my hips, I felt his cock being rubbed over my asshole, then placed on it.

"Steve, take deep breaths and push back on me. I'll go slow." And I felt him pushing his cock in. It popped past the ring, causing a sharp pain, and he stopped, holding it there, allowing me to get used to the feeling, and he massaged my lower back.

I took Rob's cock out of my mouth and held it against my face and looked up into his eyes, and he spoke. "The first time hurts at first, relax, it will get better, and I need him to loosen your ass up for my big cock."

Bruce started to push into me slowly, and I took Rob's cock back into my mouth. It was at that moment I knew I loved sucking cock and was looking forward to him feeding me his load. Bruce was now pushing his cock in deep and slowly moving it in and out, hitting my sweet spot that I didn't know I had. He was now holding both my hips and driving his cock deep into me faster and harder. The pain was giving way to pleasure. I couldn't believe it, but it was feeling amazing. I was trying to coordinate sucking Rob's cock with Bruce's strokes. Rob recognized my struggle and grabbed my head and started fucking my face, pushing his big cock into my throat with each thrust. It finally hit me. This was their lucky day, manhandling me together, sharing me for their pleasure. I was sure that they were looking into each other's eyes as they both fucked me at the same time. And this thought excited me. I was enough for two men!!! Bruce was hitting my sweet spot with each stroke and I felt my body start to quiver as an orgasm started to build. I was moaning on Rob's cock and my body started to shake uncontrollably as waves of pleasure pulsed through me and my cock started exploding with an amazing climax. My ass started involuntarily flexing on Bruce's cock and I felt him push it in deep and stop, as he unloaded his cum deep in me. It was so strange, but satisfying, feeling his cock pulsing deep in me as my body shivered from my orgasm. I couldn't keep sucking at the moment and took Rob's cock out of my mouth and held it against my face just as it started to erupt. Several streams of cum hit my face before I could get it back into my mouth. I managed to suck the rest of his delicious cum out of his softening cock.