by silkstockingslover
Straight man discovers the world of gay freeuse.
Note 1: This is a NUDE DAY 2022 Contest Story based on how nudity triggers the main characters descent into a wicked world of gay freeuse.
Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing this work.
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My wife Mary and I moved into a new suburb, and I instantly hit it off with Mike next door... even though I was in my late forties, and he was only twenty-three.
He invited me over for a Sunday afternoon USFL game, stressing it was men only. Mary didn't mind, since she hated football and was happy I'd found some guys to watch it with.
So I went over, and there were two other guys there who worked with Mike... Dave, who like me was in his forties... and James, who was slightly younger than Mike, who they both worked with. We had a couple of beers and watched the first half. Mike and James then disappeared for a couple of minutes while I chatted with Dave.
When Mike returned from the bathroom, he walked straight over to Dave, pulled down his pants and shoved his dick into Dave's mouth.
My eyes went wide as Mike asked me while his friend started bobbing on his cock, acting as if what they were doing was no big deal, "Greg, do you think the Panthers can come from behind?"
"Uh, I hope so," I said, unable to believe what was happening. First, Mike had a big cock... like over eight inches... second, Dave was giving him a blow job right in front of me.
"At the end of the half the offense looked close to bursting," Mike said, as Dave smoothly bobbed on his cock ... taking two-thirds of it.
"I hope so," I said, trying to ignore the live action gay sex going on only a dozen feet away from me.
"You know, Mary looked amazing in that bikini yesterday," he said. I hadn't realized he'd met my wife... who yesterday in the great weather, the first truly nice day of the summer, had been sunbathing in a new bikini that did indeed showcase her curves, still impressive for a forty-year-old.
"Yeah, I can't complain," I said, although our sex life had dwindled substantially during the past few years... unlike the first fifteen years of our marriage, when she couldn't get enough cock and I didn't have any complaints.
"She's a fine woman," he said, still getting a blow job from another guy.
James strolled out from the kitchen carrying beers and handed one to Mike... then set another one down on the table next to Dave, who was still fully occupied sucking dick. Oddly, he didn't seem fazed at all that one of his buddies was sucking another of his buddies. "Here, man," he said, when he handed me a cold one.
"Uh, thanks," I said, taking the beer.
"Yeah, your wife is quite the looker," James added to the conversation.
"Thanks," I said, wondering when he could have met Mary.
"She still put out?" Mike asked.
"Not as much as she used to," I shrugged.
"Shitty," Mike said, as James pulled his pants down, pulled out his smaller cock and began stroking it.
"Yeah, but I still get laid more than just on my birthdays," I joked, my dad once having told me he got a blow job on his birthday, and if he was lucky, Father's Day too.
"That's good," Mike said as James' cock hardened... and my eyes couldn't help going back and forth between the two cocks... even though I'd never considered sucking a guy... and equally confusing was the rock hard dick in my pants.
"Although it's been a while," I said, not sure why I added that.
"Which is why I never date a bitch for more than a couple of months," James said, his cock now completely hard. And although it was shorter than Mike's, it was shockingly fat... like a tree stump.
"As if you ever keep your bitches as long as a couple of weeks," Mike laughed.
"Says the guy who never bangs the same girl twice," James shot back, as Dave continued bobbing smoothly on Mike's cock. My wife gave me decent blow jobs, but she couldn't continue them for long... which meant I never came just from the blow jobs.
"What can I say? I like variety," Mike said, as he pulled his dick out of Dave's mouth.
Dave glanced at me with a hint of shame before James offered him his cock.
"What letter are you at now?" James asked.
"L," Mike said.
"Letter?" I asked, as I watched Dave's mouth stretching around James' ridiculously fat dick.
"Yeah. I fuck my way through the alphabet by first names," he said, his hard dick now pointing directly at me... which was especially awkward since I was sitting down and he was standing up... and even though I was a hundred percent straight, I couldn't take my eyes off his dick.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm on my second time through the alphabet," he said.
"You found an X?" I asked.
"Yeah, I fucked a Xena," he said.
"And a few days later, he banged a MILF named Zusha," James said as he got blown.
Mike shrugged, "I prefer older women."
"Mike rarely bangs anyone under forty," James said.
"I like experienced women," Mike said, as the second half of the football game started. Mike apparently caught me staring at his dick, and he asked, "Ever sucked any cock, Greg?"
"W-w-what?" I stammered. "N-n-no."
"Ever think about it?" Mike asked, looking down at me.
"No," I said, which was true.
"You sure?" he asked. "You don't seem able to stop staring at my dick."
"It's just I'm not used to having a big dick swaying around in front of my face," I said, which was also true.
"This is a freeuse house," Mike said.
"Freeuse?" I said, as he moved his hand to his dick and began to stroke it.
"Yeah, both of our bottom boy Dave's holes are available to the rest of us anytime we're here," Mike explained.
"You're not serious?" I said, even though that did explain why both guys had shoved their dicks in Dave's mouth with no warning in such a cavalier, nonchalant way.
"I'm deadly serious," he said. "Sometimes we'll also have a sexy freeuse MILF come over too."
"Yeah, the woman who lived in the house you bought was a nasty three-hole slut," James said approvingly.
"Fiona?" I asked. I'd met her, and she was in her mid-fifties, quite large, and a grandmother.
"Yeah, she sucked dick better than any other woman I've ever had," Mike said reminiscently.
"And her ass was fucking tight," James said.
"As was her husband's," Mike said.
"Yeah, he could never get enough dick," James said, as Mike sidled a little closer to me.
"The two of them together could guzzle down a dozen loads or more in an hour and a half," Mike said.
"Yeah, I miss them already," James said.
"Yeah," Mike agreed, as he glanced to the television while he stroked his cock. "Shit, we're at the eight yard line!"
"Nice," I said, having been so distracted by the strange situation, the bizarre conversation, and the hard cock just inches away from my face.
"Thanks," Mike said with a smirk.
"I meant the game," I clarified, although I'd been staring at his cock when I said that.
"Sure, sure," he said, his tone conveying that he didn't believe me.
"Seriously," I said.
"I bet you're thinking of having my cock in your mouth right now, aren't you?" he said.
I'd turned back to the game to see the Panthers score a go ahead touchdown, so I pumped my fist and sang out, "Yes!" at the most inopportune time.
"I thought so," he said, and shoved his cock in my mouth before I had any time to object .
I could have pushed him away.
I should have pushed him away.
I could have backed away, so his cock wasn't in my mouth.
I should have backed away.
Yet I just sat there stoically.
Stunned.
Confused.
Frozen in indecision.
I couldn't explain why, but it felt oddly comfortable to have a cock resting in my mouth.
"Go ahead, Greg," Mike said. "Suck my cock."
I didn't obey.
Or rather I didn't obey at first.
I couldn't believe I had a cock in my mouth.
I couldn't believe when I felt myself beginning to bob.
"There you go, cock sucker," Mike groaned, making my red cheeks burn even redder... the term cock sucker not one I'd ever imagined being applied to me. Yet... yet... I was suddenly consumed with a surreal urge to start sucking.
As I've mentioned, I'd never considered sucking a cock... not even once... yet now that I unexpectedly had one in my mouth, I felt an immediate desire to suck it.
"Oh yeah, we've just found our replacement for you, Dave," James said, as I ever so slowly bobbed on Mike's cock... which felt so hard, warm and comfortable inside my mouth.
"I told you guys he'd be a perfect freeuse faggot for us," Mike bragged, as he pulled me off the couch and onto the floor on my knees... his cock slipping free.
Being called a cock sucker... and a freeuse faggot... and hearing James inferring this would become an ongoing thing, I knew I needed to slam on the brakes before things went any further. I could probably justify what had already transpired as a brief moment of weakness, or that my brain had been shocked into inaction, or that Mike had forced his dick into my mouth... which he had... but I couldn't explain away the thirty seconds or so I'd willingly sucked his cock.
In desperation I blurted out, "Mike, I can't do this!"
"Oh fuck," Dave moaned. I turned my head towards the sound and saw that Dave was now on all fours on the couch, and James was buttfucking him... making my eyes go wide.
"Of course you can! You're a cock sucker, Greg," Mike told me, slapping my face with his cock.
"I'm not," I said, shaking my head.
"Then why did you suck my cock?"
"You shoved it in my mouth," I pointed out, oddly not getting off my knees.
"But once it was there, did I make you start sucking?"
"I-I-I don't know why I did that," I stammered, busted by the accusation, and unable to explain why I did that... not even to myself.
"It's because you're a born cock sucker," he said, sliding his cock back in my mouth.
Again I had his cock in my mouth.
Again I had a choice to make.
Again my body betrayed me as, after a brief hesitation, I resumed bobbing.
"Oh fuck, fuck my ass," Dave moaned, sounding like he was really enjoying bottoming ... another activity I'd never even remotely considered. Mary often said the ass was an exit only hole, although I don't know why, since I'd never fucked an ass, and I hadn't ever brought up the subject to her.
"Think he'll become our bottom bitch too?" James asked, as I slowly sucked Mike's cock.
"Yeah, soon he'll be our two-hole cum bucket," Mike asserted confidently... and the only thing more shocking than my sucking Mike's cock was his opinion that I'd take it in the ass.
"Yeah, I was worried we wouldn't find a new freeuse faggot for another month or so," James said.
"I told you I'd take care of it," Mike said as I kept sucking his dick... taking just over three inches into my mouth... sucking his dick tentatively, since I didn't really know what I was doing. I mean sucking a dick wasn't a particularly complex activity... just keep your teeth out of the way while you bob back and forth... yet I couldn't fathom possibly taking more than half of his massive dick in my mouth. Mine was just under five inches, and although Mary could deep throat me, she seldom did.
"Yeah, you can recruit bitches and faggots like Brady can throw touchdowns," James said.
"Oh God, James, harder, destroy my pussy with that cock," Dave begged and moaned like a bitch in heat.
"You'll soon be saying that too, Greg," Mike said, as he clutched both sides of my head and began pumping most of his cock in my mouth... making me gag.
He pulled out, saliva dripping down my chin as he ordered, "Focus on breathing through your nose while I face fuck you, faggot."
I tried to reply, but I was muzzled by his cock sliding back into my mouth.
"Now get sucking, Greg," Mike ordered, half of his cock in my mouth.
Yet again I'd had a momentary opportunity to do something besides suck.
Yet again I hadn't taken it.
Instead I began bobbing... feeling a weird compulsion to obey him... a desire to suck... which made no sense. I'd never been curious about sucking cock... hadn't ever even dwelled momentarily upon the thought before today... yet here I was... sucking my much younger neighbor's cock while right next to me another guy was getting ass fucked.
"Oh yeah, I knew you'd be the perfect replacement for Dave," Mike said, as I slowly bobbed.
"Oh fuck," Dave moaned loudly, not sounding at all manly.
I bobbed for a couple minutes... but then I heard the front door open.
I froze!
"Don't you dare stop sucking, cock sucker," Dave ordered, as he pumped his entire cock in my mouth, making me gag again.
Oddly, I heard myself apologizing as I resumed sucking.
"Shit, I see you found a new faggot," a very deep voice said... and this one sounded very manly, although I couldn't see him past my mouthful of dick.
"Yeah, and he's a raw virgin," Mike said, sounding totally confident while my cock raged.
"Shit," the man said. "So he's got a virgin pussy?"
"Yep, plus he hasn't even tasted his first load yet," Mike said as he resumed fucking my face.
"Poor fellah! We'd better do something about that," the man said.
"Yes, and I think I can help him out in another half a minute," Mike promised. He then furiously fucked my mouth, and in just a dozen more strokes he warned, "Any moment now," before he erupted into my mouth, growling, "Oh yes! Swallow it, cock sucker."
I had no choice as he held my head and deposited his load into my mouth and down my throat... which... which... which made me come in my pants.
I swallowed his load... feeling a surreal rush of ecstasy at being used so roughly, and it exciting me enough to prompt a no-touch orgasm.
"Oh fuck," Mike groaned as he pumped his load into me. Thankfully, since I was on my knees, no one could tell I'd come from being used like a cock sucking girl.
"My turn to shoot a load," James said, and he came over to me as Mike pulled out.
Before I could say anything... which I really wanted to do, since his cock had just been in Dave's ass... an entirely new level of perverse humiliation for me... he shoved his cock in my mouth.
Mindlessly... now intoxicated by cock... I bobbed on James... ignoring the gross reality that I was sucking a cock just in another man's ass. Yet to my surprise, other than a little tangy, it didn't taste gross at all.
"I get his pussy first," the new man said.
"Sure, Bubba," Mike said as I bobbed on another cock. "I'll get the lube."
"Yeah, this bitch is about to start moaning like an eighteen-year-old slut," Bubba (the man with the deep voice) said with a confidence that scared me.
James said, sensing my fear, "Don't worry. After you start getting dicks in your pussy, you'll never get enough of them."
"Just like you constantly crave a dick in your mouth," Mike added.
I shook my head sideways even though I kept sucking... which was a rather weak protest.
"Maybe he'd rather just remain a cock sucker," Mike said.
"That really isn't an option," Bubba said.
"True, true," Mike agreed as I bobbed on James' cock.
James grunted a few seconds later and deposited his load in my mouth... this time I smoothly kept sucking and swallowing... feeling a complete sense of surreal satisfaction at sucking a cock to completion and swallowing its load... my cock still rock hard, even after I'd come in my pants.
"Dave, prep your replacement," Mike instructed.
"Yes, Master," Dave said, a word that enhanced the hierarchy I was suddenly part of.
"Stand up," Mike said, as James pulled his cock out of my mouth... the aftertaste of his cum lingering.
I did, sheepishly, my knees sore after being on them for a good fifteen minutes.
"Did you come in your pants just now?" Bubba asked, as I looked... way up... at a very large black man... six-and-a-half feet tall... and young... twenties, maybe... with the physique of an offensive lineman.
"Um... I... well..." I struggled to find something to say, totally embarrassed to be caught with my cum stained pants.
"Shit, this one's a pure faggot," James roared with laughter. "Even Dave... who loves getting spit roasted... has never come from getting fucked... never mind just from sucking a dick or two."
"I don't know what happened," I explained, which of course wasn't much of an explanation.
"It's not rocket science: you were sucking dick, you got excited, so you came in your pants," Mike said.
"But I don't know why," I said, truly not understanding. "I'm not gay."
"You just willingly sucked two cocks," Mike pointed out.
"It wasn't willingly," I countered.
"Okay, I'll admit James and I didn't give you much choice when we stuck our dicks in your mouth. But once they were there, did you bob willingly?" Mike interrogated as Dave walked up to me... wearing only a t-shirt... his dick tiny and flaccid... with lube in his hand.
"Okay, guilty as charged. But I'm not getting fucked," I said.
"You're not?" Mike asked.
"No way," I asserted.
Bubba pulled his pants down and said, "Okay, here's the deal. You can either suck my dick or get fucked."
"I'll suck your dick," I said without hesitation, even though I could see his cock was mammoth. Much longer and thicker than either Mike's or James'.
"Then get sucking," Bubba said, his dark chocolate cock semi-hard.
I quickly dropped to my knees, having decided this was a decent compromise... one more blow job instead of getting ass fucked.
"Shit, he's an eager faggot," James said as I took the cock in my mouth.
"It will smell and taste like pussy, because I just fucked Janice," Bubba said.
"Lucky guy," James said, as I did indeed smell pussy and could taste it too... which made the cock sucking even more exciting. I hated to admit it... but a cock in my mouth was exhilarating... and natural... and had my own cock hard again.
"Me or the new faggot?" Bubba asked with a deep laugh, making his cock, now almost completely hard, vibrate in my mouth.
"Both," Mike said.
"Fuck," James sighed.
"The Panthers need a new corner," Mike sighed as the cock in my mouth finished hardening completely... just as I heard the Generals had scored... having literally forgotten there was a football game going on.
"He fell and sprained something," James explained.
"Jesus Christ!" Mike bellowed. "I'm out two hundred bucks if we lose."
"We're only down by one," James said.
"True," Mike said. "And there's lots of time left."
"What's the over-under?" Bubba asked.
"Thirty-eight," Mike said.
"What game is next?" Bubba asked as I sucked his cock, figuring it must be at least ten inches long and fat as fuck.
"Stallions against Gamblers," Mike said.
"Should be a good one," Bubba said.
"Usually is," Mike said. "They hate each other."
"I love the rivalries," Bubba said.
As I sucked, I felt my pants being undone and my zipper pulled down.
I begged, "Please! I just want to be a cock sucker," which I'd never imagined ever saying.
"No worries. We won't fuck you until you beg us to do it," Mike promised.
Bubba shoved his cock back in my mouth and said, "But this mouth was born to suck and get fucked."
"But we do need to let you enjoy Dave as our freeuse faggot at least once before you replace him," Mike said.
I couldn't respond, since I had a dick in my mouth... a monster dick... that I resumed bobbing on. I felt my dick being pulled out, and soon I felt a mouth on it.
My eyes went wide! I was getting my cock sucked by a guy while I sucked a different guy's .
Surreal!
I sucked Bubba, stuffing over five inches of it into my mouth, while my own dick was being worked over better than my wife ever could. He saved up some excessive saliva to make it feel really good.
"Yes!" Mike yelled.
"Go for two!" Bubba urged.
"For sure!" James added.
A couple minutes later, after we got the two-point convert, Bubba warned, "Get ready for my load, faggot."
I moaned on his cock while Dave was really working my dick over.
"Yeah, you want my cum?" Bubba asked, pulling his cock out of my mouth.
I didn't even hesitate, desperately craving his cum, "Yes please, give me that big load."
"Because you're a cock sucker?" he asked, slapping my face with his hard rod.
"Yes," I admitted, shame and acceptance battling for dominance inside me.
"Yes, what?" he drilled down, sliding his cock in my mouth and then pulling it back out.
"Yes, I'm your cock sucker," I declared, desperately wanting his cock back in my mouth and his cum swallowed down my throat.
"And our new freeuse faggot?" he added, sliding his cock into my mouth and fucking me roughly, jamming all ten inches into my mouth and throat, making my eyes water while I gagged.
When he pulled out, I was shocked to realize I'd managed to fit all ten inches of Bubba's cock in my mouth, albeit briefly. Not worried about the consequences of my declaration, but only caring about getting this perfect cock back in my mouth, I replied, coughing a little, "Yes, I'm your new freeuse faggot."
"Which includes giving us that pussy," Bubba said, "ya good with that?" as he slid back into my mouth and fucked my face.
I focused on breathing through my nose and not gagging, while I grunted, "Unh hunh."
"This faggot is a keeper," James said.
"Oh yeah, I knew he'd be perfect the minute I saw him," Mike said for the second time... which really baffled me... how could I possibly look like a faggot? I worked out at the gym... I was 200 pounds and in great shape... nothing about me said gay... or cock sucker... or especially faggot!
"Well, you were damn right," Bubba said as he pulled out, and then before I had any time to react, I was shocked to feel his cum exploding all over my face... on two counts. First, I was shocked to get a facial. Second, I was shocked by how warm and pleasant the cum felt when it hit my face... something else I'd never considered. I wanted some of that cum in my mouth, so without thinking, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the pulsing cock, catching the chocolate stud's final little ropes of cum.
"Only a real faggot takes the cock back into his mouth to get more cum," Bubba laughed.
I didn't respond with words as I bobbed, extracting every last drop of his salty seed... which was shockingly delicious and instantly addicting.
A minute later Bubba pulled out, and Mike asked me, "Want to fuck the freeuse?"
"What?" I asked, looking down at Dave, who was sucking me from the side, which must have been awkward.
"Just bend him over and fuck his ass," Mike advised.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, freeuse means exactly that: all his holes are free for us... including you... to use," Mike explained.
"I don't know," I hesitated... this seeming gayer than sucking cock... which was pretty ridiculous, since I'd just sucked three dicks, swallowed two loads, and loved taking a facial.
Dave backed off of my cock and said... no, actually begged... as he stood up and bent over the table, "Please Greg, fuck my pussy! I need it so bad!"
"You sure?" I asked.
"Yeah, there's nothing better than a cock in my pussy," he said, sounding desperate.
"Just fuck him," Mike told me.
Feeling horny as fuck... and wanting to reclaim a bit of my manhood... by becoming a top instead of a bottom... I stood up and shrugged, "Okay, sure. Why not?"
I stepped behind his ass and slid my cock into it... which he easily swallowed, even though it was a really tight fit.
"Oh yeah, fuck me, breed me," Dave moaned as I slowly fucked his ass... feeling a rush of adrenaline from doing it.
"Yeah, give it to him, Greg," Mike encouraged.
"Pound that pussy," James added.
"Soon you're going to be the pussy," Bubba said, summoning me back into his strange reality.
"Oh yes, harder! Fuck me harder, Greg," Dave moaned, his left arm stretched forward so I could see his wedding ring... while I could also see mine, since my hands were on his hips.
"Oh fuck," I groaned just a few strokes later... already about to burst.
"Come in his pussy!" Bubba cheered.
"Breed the bitch!" James added nonsensically.
"Yes, come inside me, Greg," Dave whimpered in a wildly feminine tone.
"Okay," I grunted, and a few seconds later I erupted my second load of this surreal day... this one in a guy's ass... or perhaps his pussy, in this context.
"Yesssss," he moaned loudly as I spewed my load into him.
"Yes," Mike said.
"Pick six!" Bubba cheered, throwing both hands in the air.
"Nice," I said. We were talking football again for the first time since the first cock had slipped into my mouth what seemed like an eternity ago... but when I checked the game clock on the television, there was still twelve minutes left, so I'd been at this for only about half an hour. So In half an hour I'd sucked three cocks, swallowed two loads, taken one facial, came in my pants, and most recently I'd fucked and come inside a man's asshole.
"Yeah," Mike said, the other three men now fully dressed and drinking beer.
I pulled out a minute later, pulled my pants up, but then didn't know what to do next.
"Grab a beer and come sit down," Mike said... gregoriously (sorry!).
"Uh, yeah, sure," I said.
"You probably worked up a thirst doing all that dick smoking," Bubba said.
I didn't say anything, just as my phone rang. "Say hi to Mary for me," Mike said.
I walked away and answered the phone, "Hi, honey." I had cum aftertaste in my mouth, and I realized that some actual cum was still on my face.
"How's the game?"
"We're on top by 14," I said.
"That's great," she said, since I always felt morose whenever the Panthers lost.
"Yeah, they came alive in the second half," I said.
"That is great," she said. After a pause, she asked, "How's the boys only day going?"
"It's been quite a day," I said, the understatement of the year.
"That's good," she said. "I was hoping you guys would get along."
"Yeah, I already seem to have become a member of the group," I said, as I grabbed a beer... although still unsure about what all this meant.
"Well, I won't keep you," she said. "Don't forget my parents are coming over at four."
"Right, right," I said, realizing I wouldn't be able to stay for the second game.
"You forgot, didn't you?" she teased.
"I didn't forget," I quipped, sipping on a beer. "I just didn't remember."
"Yeah, yeah," she chuckled. "Don't be late."
"I won't," I said, knowing she hated being late for anything, and her mother was the same away.
"Love you," she said.
"Love you too," I replied.
I hung up, returned to the living room and sat on the chair I was using before all this began.
We watched the rest of the game, the Panthers scoring two more field goals, before I said, "I'd love to stay for the second game, but my in-laws are coming over."
"No worries," Mike said, as he walked over and shook my hand. "Thanks for coming."
That should have been a simple sentence, yet I read between the obvious words to the sexual inference that was also there.
"Yeah, it was something else," I said, still processing everything I'd done... and for the most part... willingly.
"We're having a farewell party for Dave tomorrow night," Mike said. "Seven o'clock. We'd really like to have you over."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes Greg, its time to officially begin your new role as our freeuse faggot," Bubba said bluntly.
"It is," Mike agreed.
"I'm not sure I can do all of that again," I said, having had time to recover from my moment of weakness, and feeling bad about cheating on my wife.
"Your wife won't know," Mike said, as if reading my mind.
"And if she does find out, she'll probably love some of my BBC," Bubba said, cupping his cock.
"And after I bed Layla in a few days, I'll be ready for an M. So think about it," Mike said.
"Okay," I said.
"But this is a one time offer," Mike said.
"What is?"
"Becoming our freeuse faggot," Mike said. "There's no shortage of married men who'll do anything to serve as a freeuse faggot for young men like us."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, watch," he said. He grabbed his phone, typed something, and showed it to me.
FAGGOT... GET OVER HERE NOW.
As I read the brief message, I saw the three ellipses and then almost an immediate response, Yes Master, on my way.
My eyes went wide.
"He's a lawyer for a huge firm, and he has a hot wife and three kids," Mike said.
"No way," I said.
"Our stable also has a teacher who taught me a few years ago. He once snuck away from his wife during a movie to suck two of us in the theatre bathroom," James said.
"And I remember the groom who left his own wedding reception to sneak up to his hotel room and get spit-roasted. We ordered him to retain three loads of cum in his asshole for the rest of the night," Bubba said.
"Oh fuck, that was wild," Mike laughed.
"Although the minister from the Baptist church who screamed 'Oh God,' over and over while he was getting his ass fucked, was pretty hot too," James said.
"Anyway," Mike said, "the point is that we're offering you a great opportunity, but it's a one-time deal. So think about it. If you come over tomorrow, you'll be signing on as our freeuse faggot, and you'll thereafter suck any cock we offer you, and give up your anal cherry. But if you don't show, we'll understand you've chosen to go back to your bland, uneventful married life forever. The choice is yours."
"I've got to go," I said, everything I'd heard sounding so crazy, and the limited-time offer something I had no idea how to deal with.
"See ya," Mike said.
"See you tomorrow, faggot," Bubba called out, as I turned and walked away.
"You should probably make sure there isn't any cum on your face," James called out.
"Oh shit, right," I said, detouring to the washroom.
I washed my face... I stared at myself in the mirror... and I pondered what the fuck had just happened. Why did I let it happen? Three cocks! Why did I fuck Dave's ass?
I sighed and headed out, glancing at the couch where Dave was back on his knees sucking Mike's cock, while he simultaneously stroked the other two guys... which to my dismay, made my mouth water and my cock harden. Again.
I scurried out, thinking there was no way I could come back here tomorrow. If I could resist the temptation for a single day, the option would become closed forever to me.
That seemed easy enough.
Just don't suck any cock for a single day.
I'd gone without sucking cock for over forty years... one day shouldn't be a problem.
Should it?
THE END
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