It was Paul's last day with his mother, and John had invited him out for the evening. There wasn't much to do in the village, but John had mentioned a film club that they could go to.
"It's for men-only," John had said. "They put on a film for the boys."
That sounded alright to Paul, and that evening he made his way to John's house. His mother was already there, and she and John's wife, Julie, were going to have a girl's night in. From what had happened the day before, Paul could imagine what that meant. The two women would probably lick each other out all evening. The thought of it excited him. But he wasn't going to be there; he'd be watching a movie. His mood sank a little.
"Hi Paul," said John, opening the door and letting him in. "You ready to go?"
Paul said he was.
"Jake's coming too. We thought we'd leave the two ladies alone to make their own fun." He smiled a wicked grin and Paul grinned back.
Jake joined them and the three men left the house and walked up the road.
Paul was curious about something. He wondered how straight John and Jake really were. After all, John had fucked him in the ass twice now, and Jake had sucked his cock as well as taken Paul's cock in his own ass. John was married to Julie, so he had to be pretty straight, but Paul didn't know much about Jake.
"How long have you two been enjoying other men?" asked Paul. "And how did it start?"
"I was wondering when you were going to ask that," said John, as the three of them made their way through the village. "You know I'm not gay or bi," he continued, "but there are some things only men know how to do together."
Paul smiled. John had said this before, and he had accepted it. It was what had allowed John's thick tool all the way into his asshole that first time, with only a little resistance.
"My first time was on a camping trip, about ten years ago. I was with an old school buddy. We had a bit to drink, we started wrestling and suddenly we were kissing, and one thing led to another. He sucked me off, then fucked me in the ass. After that, I knew I wanted more of it. And when I told Julie, it turned her on. She's quite happy with my behaviour along as I indulge her taste for women."
Paul's eyes were wide with excitement as he heard the story.
"As for me," said Jake, "Dad caught me jerking off when I was 18. He took over the stroking, then just as I was about to come, he told me about the pleasures that men could enjoy together; and how a father was best placed to teach his son about these things. Then he took my virgin asshole, which made me come straight away. He came in my ass. After that he sucked me off. It was so good that first time, and since then I've enjoyed being with other men. And my girlfriend's ok with it."
Paul's cock was straining in his pants at the eroticism of the scenario. The thought of Jake being seduced into man on man sex by his own father was turning him on something rotten.
"And we know about your first time," said John. "Jake knows about your mother."
"I love letting Mum suck me off," said Jake. "She's almost as good as Dad."
"Here we are," said John suddenly. They had reached the club, at one end of the village. It looked like someone's house, and they went in, following the signs to the right room. When they entered, they could see a large projector screen at the front of the room, and about twenty chairs lined up for a good view. There were about ten other men already there, milling around and chatting. John smiled at a few he obviously knew and Paul and Jake began to mingle too. Neither Paul nor Jake were from the area, so they knew nobody, but everyone seemed very friendly. Paul wondered what film they would be watching that night.
"It's kept under wraps," said one man. "Only the club president knows."
Suddenly the lights were dimmed a little. This was obviously a sign, and everybody took a seat. Paul sat away from John and Jake, with Brian and Pete, two men he'd been chatting with.
Then the club president entered. Heading for the double doors at the back of the room where everyone had entered, he chained and padlocked them. Paul thought this was a little odd, but he said nothing. Obviously they didn't want to be disturbed. Then the projector was switched on, and everyone settled back to watch.
The credits rolled. It was not a film Paul had heard of: the title didn't mean anything to him. The show started. Two well built men entered the set. To Paul's surprise, they started to kiss, passionately, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. They quickly undressed each other until they were completely naked, and their cocks stood out in front of them, semi-hard. Paul had seen plenty of porn before, but never man-on-man. He expected a hot woman to enter the scene any minute and suck the two guys off. But as Paul continued to watch, she didn't. One of the men on screen knelt on the floor and took the other man's shaft into his mouth and began sucking, licking and slurping.
Paul's cock was already hard under his trousers, and a new kind of excitement began to fill him. He looked around. The men he was sitting with also had bulges in their trousers, and several were rubbing them through the fabric. Clearly this was a different kind of film night, one where men could enjoy themselves and indulge in a bit of stroking. Paul returned to the screen. The man standing had grabbed the other man's head and was fucking his mouth, pumping his meat in and out of him. Paul had to admit that he found the men on screen hot, with their toned muscular bodies and thick cocks. This was the first time he had thought such a thing. He continued watching the blowjob, enjoying it.
