A recent curiosity about the alternative life style had led me to a local ABS that I had read about and that it had a set of booths that had glory holes. Given my absolute need for discretion I felt that this was the best way for me to experiment with this life style and still keep my straight identity intact.
I still can't explain why I went there for the very first time, but I have to tell you that prior to the disastrous ending I was feeling pretty good about what I had done and felt a need to maybe try this again. I was thinking of the porn theatre where I could watch him suck me off while fondling my balls or I could look at his face when I tried to give him my best Linda Lovelace impression by swallowing his cock as far down my throat as I could.
My stoic elation was short termed when the face looking at my cum covered face through the scene of the crime, the glory hole, was a man that I worked with and we are on the same shift in the same firehouse. I knew this was a disaster and felt like a truck had hit me.
Dan exited his booth and knocked on the door of mine telling me to let him in. Not sure what to do and feeling totally deflated and not wanting a commotion here I let him in. His look of victory and my obvious look of defeat plus the fact I was sitting there with HIS cum on my face left me at a huge disadvantage as he spoke a very cordial hello. Staring up at him from my bench seat I could only mumble a simple hi back at him as I watched the expression on his face change from elation and victory to a menacing and evil look.
He began to remind me of all the times at the firehouse and in public how much I had belittled him for being a 'dick smoker' and a queer cum slut. He spoke to me like I was a little kid and spoke in a very menacing voice saying that the only time we had ever met outside of the firehouse was in a booth with glory holes and that the irony of all of this was the only guy that needed an 'ashtray' was the 'dick smoker' with cum on his face and that it wasn't him.
I let my head fall down and was staring at the floor when he reached under my chin and made me look him in the eyes as he told me to relax and to know that this was to be our secret and that it would be safe with him. I let out a huge sigh of relief and told him I was truly sorry for all the times I had berated him and that it wouldn't ever happen again, to which he replied with the most evil eyes and grin to match that he knew it wouldn't because he had some future plans for 'us'.
The next few shifts at the firehouse were very tense for me but seemed very relaxed for him so I began to relax and let things fall back into a normal state. Knowing all the while that I had done the unthinkable for me and that I had sucked a cock for the first time and that the man that owned that cock sat across from me at dinner every third day and lived with me at the firehouse in a very family like setting.
Just when I was getting comfortable again with Dan and our secret of getting caught performing oral sex him he told me to come over to his house the next night. I told him I couldn't because of a prior engagement to which he replied, "You have no choice, be there at 5:30 PM". I had lied about the engagement and thought I could get out of going to Dan's because I knew this was going to be trouble if I went.
The rest of that day, pacing the floor all through the night and all of the next day as I approached the hour, I was as nervous as all hell. I had no sleep and couldn't eat and knew that going to Dan's was a big mistake but I couldn't come up with a way to get out of it and he didn't sound like he was up for letting me go either.
I arrived and felt sick to my stomach and wanted to puke or shit or both. I sucked up a big breath of air and walked up to his door bell and rang it. I'm not sure why but I knew I had to and more importantly deep down I knew I really wanted to. Curiosity was getting the better of me and I know the reason he wanted me to come over wasn't for a beer and a game on the TV.
He answered the door with a big smile and disarming attitude which instantly put me at ease. He told me to come in and make myself comfortable as he handed me a beer and said he was putting the finishing touches on our dinner.
As quickly as I was put at ease, I noticed the table was set for three! I asked him who he was expecting and he replied "his favorite cocksuckers". Well I don't need to tell you how hard my stomach fell and the upset stomach and shaking hands started all over again. I told him that this wasn't going to be a repeat performance and that I satisfied my curiosity (not) and wouldn't be doing that again. He said to relax and that I was being out of line again and didn't even think of it being a girl he invited to dinner with us. Instantly I felt guilty. There was a long silence and then he told me it was guy and he began to tell me that the evening was to really show me what it looked like to have two guys into each other having sex and to see first hand why guys can satisfy guys better than girls. He painted a perfect picture of a guy fondling a cock and the balls and that because of his size a guy could take more cock farther down his throat than a girl. He said you can't replace women but the feel of a guy every now and again was like nothing I ever felt before and that he just wanted to show me up close and personal and how good it felt. He said the experience of sucking his cock at the GH was nothing compared to raw sex between guys. He told me to relax and that nothing would happen unless I wanted it to and that this was for him as well, as he had always had the fantasy of being filmed in a porno shoot and that my job was to use the camera. HE said if I felt like I wanted to expand or answer any more of my questions or that my curiosity was running away with me again, I could join in and do only as much as I wanted.
Duh, who could say no to this proposition? I thought to myself what a cool guy and that this could be the night of my life and I wouldn't have to participate at all. He said the only stipulation for me was that I had to take off all of my clothes and film it in the nude. I weighed the up and down side in my head and couldn't think of a reason not to get naked with a bunch of guys and film them having sex with me being the camera operator I knew my face would always be on the other side of the lens and that it never computed that I was in a room with naked guys having sex, a camera, shooting a movie for lots of people to watch and ME in the room.
Never in a million years would I have thought of a bad outcome for this event and I never thought of how much it was going to cost me.