I’m not saying I’m homophobic or anything but Greg had that flamboyant gay
thing about him that I didn’t like too much. I don’t mind gays, but I really
can’t stand gays who try to make everyone in the world know that they are
gay and proud. The same goes for arrogant men who hide a shield of
masculinity over them to tell everyone that they love women and they are
real men. Greg had that flamboyant gayness about him that drove me insane.
Not only did it make me uncomfortable, when he’d grab my thigh or rub my
back from time to time, it kind of made me dislike him. As if he were some
religious person trying to force his beliefs down my throat. Sometimes I
even felt as if he thought I was gay, and he was trying to cough it out of
me. The pieces of the puzzle all fit together nicely all one night.
Greg and I worked as fitness trainers at the local YMCA. Primarily young
men around the ages if 20 to 30 were apart of the fitness program which was
pretty unusual, but they all came ready to work out and they were pretty
cool guys. Of course it was obvious to all of them that Greg was gay, and
Greg would always eye them out. He’d always stop by the locker room after the
work out session to just stand and stare. Most of the men walked around with
towels tight around there waists because they as well were a bit
uncomfortable around Greg. It was odd because I’d never seen Greg take a
shower or even get changed in the locker room with us.
One night after everyone left, and Greg and I were done locking the place
up, we headed to the showers. It was one of those nights where I didn’t
really care about what he thought and I kind of changed freely ignoring
whatever Greg might’ve been doing. After the shower I just grabbed a towel
to wipe off the water and I went over to my locker. As I sat down on the
bench I heard Gregs voice. I turned around and then I found myself eye to
eye with Greg’s penis. I sort of looked away covering my eyes from it, I
hadn’t really ever gotten that close to a mans penis before, not to mention
this man was gay. I looked up at him and I didn’t really say a word I mean I
was stunned at how close he had been to me and everything. He made the quiet
finger motion to make sure I wasn’t going to say anything. I didn’t think
anyone was around — maybe some of the staff was still lingering around.
I finally let out a whisper, & What the fuck man, that’s gross I don’t want
to see that, listen. I don’t swing that way. I have no problem with you
being queer and all, but I’m not okay?
He was silently laughing. If you weren’t queer, then why does it make you
so uncomfortable to see my penis? Aren’t you comfortable enough with your
sexuality to know that this is just a penis and nothing more?
I was a bit confused. What did that have anything to do with it?
Could it have been that I didn’t exactly enjoy the situation of being eye to eye with
genitalia? He did have a point though. If I were really comfortable with
being straight then I shouldn’t have cared about seeing his penis but man! He
pees with that thing! I mean he’s gay, too — who the hell knows where that
could have been? My heart was racing so many thoughts were running through
my head and I started to panic a bit. I hate awkward situations.
Go ahead and touch it. He said in a convincing voice. It was so strange
because it seemed comforting but very weird at the same time. Touch it? Why
on earth would I want to touch his penis? The only penis I’d ever touched
was my own.
It won’t bite. I promise
For some reason, I was caught up in the moment and compelled to touch his
penis. So I did. I just brushed my fingers along the shaft. Then I grabbed
it with my hand gently and watched it grow magically beneath my fingers. I
felt his low hanging balls brush against my fingers as well and all of this
seemed a bit awkward and sensual at the same time. I started to slowly add
pressure and stroke his penis softly back in forth. A little gross tease,
and I didn’t really know what I was doing. I guess my brain was taking
control of me. I gently stroked up and down and I was very slow about
it. Faster. Do it faster. He whispered. I had other things on my mind. I
got off the bench and I got on both knees in front of his penis so that my
mouth was level with it.
I explained to him some things, Now I’m only doing this for self
discovery. I’m not gay, I’m just looking for a new experience that all and
I couldn’t finish. He slowly pushed my head into his snake. I let out a few
last words Please don’t cum in my mouth. I opened up wide and let his big
erect penis into my mouth. I took it all in. I smelled the aroma of his
pubic hairs and it wasn’t at all that pleasant. I needed a place to put my
hands so I grabbed both cheeks of his butt and squeezed hard. I gently took
his penis in and out until he became frustrated. He started to take my head
and made me blow on his penis harder. I moaned to get things flowing faster.
I felt a little bit of release and then he came in my mouth. I squeezed his
ass harder letting him know that I was angry but then I started to like it
more and I gently massaged his butt as a sign of a compliment.
He took his penis out of my mouth and I started to lick around the head
taking in left over cum. I felt its smooth surface and his low hanging
balls. I felt schooled as if I had been missing out on something magnificent
all my life and it truly was great. I mean I’ve had sex with women but it
hasn’t been as passionate as giving Greg a blow job. I couldn’t wait for the
other things Greg would probably make me do, and yet I was afraid at the
same time. Who knows what’s lying ahead of me? All I knew was that I felt
safe in the arms of Greg at this moment. There wasn’t just a sexual
connection between us but I felt love. Maybe it was just a booty call.
I felt myself licking under his balls sucking up all that sweat when I
smelled something arousing. I licked the spot between his ass and crotch and
I realised where the smell had come from. He realised where I was heading as
well.
Lay down stomach up. He said. I layed across the bench and I felt like I
was giving Greg a lot of trust. Now close your eyes I did that as well. I
felt and heard Greg moving around and then I felt him gently stroking my
penis. I kept my eyes closed waiting for what was about to happen. Now open
them I did as I was told and I saw his two attractive yet hairy ass cheeks
lowering down upon my face. I inserted my nose into his hairy crack and the
feeling was awesome. My nose took in the fumes and the smells were
fantastic. He finally sat down on my face. Don’t tease me, bitch! Eat my
hairy ass out bitch! I did as I was told. I stuck my tongue out and I
licked all around his sweaty hole. I was eating sweets and it was great. He
was egging me on. Teasing me. Making my dick even harder. Yeah big boy get
in there deep. You dirty fuck! Lick my ass! Come on! Eat it out He didn’t
have to tell me twice. I was high off of this feeling.
Finally after he knew I was done, he got up and dragged me down the bench
so that I was on my knees, but my stomach was still on the bench. I knew
what this meant. I think I was going to take it in my rear. The thought was
exiting but yet I was nervous sick at the same time.
I’ve been pretty upset with you lately. You’re queer, I know you’re queer
because I’ve seen your mannerisms, the way you look at me, and other such
things. You’re trying to convince yourself you’re not queer but you are in
deed a faggot. Now I am going to punish you for your ways and I think you
might enjoy this punishment or hate it. But you well be punished for your
actions. And SMACK! His hand smacked my butt. I moaned a little bit. I
stroked my penis in an awkward position but it was having all sorts of fun.
SMACK! His hand smacked again across my butt. I cried out and screamed
OUCH because this smack was definitely harder then the first.
After about ten smacks I felt two fingers protrude of my butt and they
seemed coated with some gel or something. Probably lubricant. After Greg
took his two fingers out, he forced them under my nose making me smell my
own shit. I took a big whiff and it didn’t really do anything other then
disgust me. Then I felt his penis slide into my hole. I moaned a bit. He
kept going in and out slowly and then he picked up pace. The pain was
overwhelming but it felt so erotic and so good. I moaned a lot and then he
kept smacking my ass. Say I apologize bitch I just kept moaning louder
and louder. SAY IT! Greg shouted at me. I let out a half moan, have talk,
I’m sorry, master Gregory He shouted back That’s more like it And cummed into my butt.
I’d never really looked at gay sex from any angle before, but now I know that it’s
actually pretty steamy and hot.
The End
