This isn't the conventional way anyone gets into or starts their gay experiences. Not at all.
Chris my friend since we were both in junior school and I, had tried to dupe two guys playing poker for a large amount of money. What we didn't know was, that they'd already text for a friend of theirs to call by. They'd easily seen through our scam and before we knew it, we were both shitting ourselves looking at a guy called Charlie and three of his muscle guys.
Charlie being Charlie (We both knew him well, well enough not to argue with him) gave the two guys we'd tried to cheat two options. Firstly, Charlies three companions could take us outside and make sure we spent a long time eating our food through a straw. Or and this is when Charlie smiled so big, they could watch and film us fucking, then keep the film until we'd paid them back what they believed was a "right payment" for their slight.
It took all of a second for the pair to tell Charlie they wanted to see us fuck. Chris was about to say something and regretted it. When he woke up a couple of minutes later I was already stripped naked and Chris was having his boxers removed.
Moving myself and Chris over to an old leather couch, Charlie decided I was the one who was going to be being fucked, even though my cock is larger than Chris's, as Chris is taller and more muscular. Thrown onto the sofa, I was told to suck Chris's cock and if I didn't, Charlie was going to have all his "Lads" fuck me and Chris. Then he was going to make a call and have some more of his "Friends" visit us.
Chris's flaccid cock was in my mouth in seconds. He didn't want me to be sucking on his cock, especially as we were both hetro and married. But then it didn't stop his dick from becoming hard the more I sucked on his swollen purple cock head. They all saw saw Chris geeting an erection and Charlie made some comment about us both secretly enjoying it and probably set it up so we could fuck each other. They laughed at that, but we weren't laughing. Instead I was becoming turned on, and then felt my own cock rising. Chris even put his hands onto my head and began to thrust into my mouth without me sucking it in.
Again it was Charlie who interveined, telling me to get on my knees on the couch. Pushing Chris beside me, he put his face down to us and told Chris in no uncertain terms "Fuck him good, or get fucked up by this lot".
No condom, no lube and no privacy as Chris put his erection at my rear hole. I looked back to see a slight look of sexual desire in Chris's face, then he thrust into me. It was like someone had shoved a giant poker up my arsehole, it hurt that much. Even so I heard Chris moan with pleasure and heard one of the guys we'd tried to cheat say "Fuck man, he's really fucking him". And Chris was.
It took another five minutes maybe for my arsehole to relax enough for it to fully accept Chris's cock. All the time both of the guys we'd played poker with, filmed us on the mobiles. Chris's cock was now pumping into me rhythmically and it had begun to feel somewhat easier. Then like someone had flicked a switch in me, the pain went altogether and was replaced with unbelievable pleasure. It me so much by surprise I couldn't stop myself from saying "Oh fuck yeh, that feels so good". There another burst of laughter followed by Charlie saying, I think I will have some of that when he's finished".
The moment his words came out, so did Chris's cum, spurting right up my arsehole. Chris pumped me a few more time and then pulled out. I was just about to move off the couch when I felt another cock enter me. True to his word Charlie began to fuck me. The two guys had stopped filming and were telling Chris just what they expected from us. Hearing Chris say we'd pay them what they wanted, just before he added "Worth the money anyway that fuck" I shot my load all over the sofa moment before Charlie came up up my already cum filled arse.
We didn't walk out of there just yet. As Charlie wanted his "Lads" pleasuring. Chris and I were forced to suck each guy in turn, until all three of them came all over our faces.
Over a period of three months, we payed back what Charlie had said was right recompense for the guys. And also within that three months Chris and I began to meet away from our respective homes to have sex. The day after our ordeal, Chris text me to ask me if I'd in any way enjoyed having him fuck me. When I text back "Why" he responded by telling me it was one of the best fucks he'd ever had. Texting me again "Can we meet". I met him at a place we both know, a place where couples and sometimes gay men meet to have sex. On the bonnet of my car, I sucked off my best friend again and had him fuck me until we'd both cum. Me all over the floor, Chris shooting his wad up my quivering arsehole.
And so this has been the pattern over the last ten months. Every week we get together somewhere. Either outdoors or now his wife works nights, at his place to have sex. I've become a very very eager bottom, always taking Chris's load up my arsehole or more often now, down my throat. As for Chris, he adores fucking me, so much so we quite often meet up during our lunch breaks so he can fuck me at a local "Cottage".
It's an arrangement we can now look back, and Thank Charlie and the two guys we tried to rip off.