I Thought I Had Gone Too Far

Back when I was around 15, my buddies and I used to talk about sex all the time. Of course we all had to be macho experts, acting as if we had some experience, insinuating that we had done something with various female classmates, when actually we had no experience at all. We spoke, I have to say, unkindly of the opposite sex all the time. It was important to our stupid teenage minds to call them 'bitches' not 'women,' for instance. We'd talk about blowjobs and all that. At one time, I mentioned a double blowjob, without having any idea what it was, and my two best friends, Jason and Bill kind of threw it back at me, lightly making fun of whatever the heck they imagined a double blowjob was. Now, this was a difficult time for me. Because at the same time I was talking all macho about having sex with girls, I was secretly masturbating mostly to images of men, well, actually, my young friends, mostly. I kind of knew I was gay, or at least bisexual, but didn't want to admit it to anyone but myself, and I'm not even sure I was ready to acknowledge it. I certainly wasn't ready to embrace it. A couple days after this double blowjob thing came up, which was also about a week before my 16th birthday, I was talking dirt with my two buddies as usual, and started to explain what I thought a double blowjob might be in more detail. That basicly two women would be licking my penis at the same time, one on each side, running their tongues up the sides and over the glans, not really 'swallowing' my dick. Here's where it went wrong: At one point, I accidentally substituted the word 'guys' for 'girls' as I was describing that. I was horrified at the slip and quickly interjected, "I mean GIRLS." To their credit, my two friends didn't say a word about the slip. But I was embarrassed, and more - freaked out - about the slip for the next couple of days. Had I blown my cover? A few days before my birthday, Bill and Jason started acting just a bit weird. They said they had a special treat planned for me. They made plans to meet with me in our tree fort after school on Thursday, my birthday. I figured they had some sort of silly joke thing planned, and of course I'd have to be a good sport and go along with it. Maybe, just maybe, they had something slightly better planned, like maybe they had found some bottles of beer or some porn mags or, well, who knows? So, my birthday came along, and school was fun. My English teacher called me into a cloakroom and gave me a nice pen and pencil set. She told me that I was 'one of her favorite students' and not to tell anyone about the gift. (I realized later, everyone was her favorite students.) The school day ended, and with a bit of excitement, I headed on over to the tree fort. Bill and Jas were already there and were thumbing through a porn magazine, sure enough! So that was it, they had found or stolen some porn. Cool! Well, I wasn't super turned on by straight porn, but sometimes you could see the guys' erections in the pictures. And, I have to admit, sometimes I do like looking at sleek nude women. After the three of us spent maybe five minutes looking over the magazines, my two buds announced it was "double blowjob day!" WTF? I mean, really, what could they possibly mean by that? "Zeke, you're gay, aren't you?" I'm sure I blushed crimson, and I wanted to run away instantly. Holy fuck! There goes the best friends I ever had! Damn, Damn, Damn! I started to stammer, something like, "Well.. It's..." Before I could figure out just what to say, Bill said, "Dude, it's cool!" Jason added, "Way cool! Zeke, you're one of us! We were worried that you might not accept us, but now we know! We're not going to tell anyone at school. It's our secret. Letting it out would be way too complicated." So we talked, and talked. It turns out all three of us figured we're probably bisexual. None of us hated girls. We also admitted we don't really know how to approach them. I think Jason said something like "But with guys, casual sex is OK, right?" And Bill and I both said "Yup," Now, it was time for my present. They had a pack of cards, and we played strip blackjack. The deal was we'd each lose clothing until nothing was left on two guys. On the next loss, those two would give a double blowjob to the 'winner.' And with too much laughing and nervous joking around, that's exactly what we did. First we started by making sure our clothing count was even. Bill had to take off his jacket, and I removed my belt, so that we had the same number of items as Jason. Starting out was easy enough. I lost a shoe, Bill lost a shoe, I lost my other shoe, Jason lost his first shoe, and so on. Pretty soon, I was down to my underwear, while Bill still had his pants although he was shirtless. I liked his skinny, smooth, overly-white (no suntan) chest. Jason, on the other hand, had almost everything still on. I lost another hand, and had to pull off my underwear. I was quite concerned, even after all that the three of us had admitted, to let them see that I had a huge boner, even though I guess it was quite visible through my underpants. Anyway, I knew what I had to do, and pulled them right off. I could swear that Bill and Jason gasped. Not at the size of my weiner or anything, but just because they were seeing a dick that wasn't their own for the first time. By now, most of us really couldn't talk. When we tried to say something, it came haltingly and sometimes high pitched. We were young and just that all caught up in the sexuality in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. The game ended and sure enough Jason was the 'winner.' But he abdicated his position to me, being my birthday and all. They had me lay down on the pile of blankets we had in there, and without saying much, they got on either side of me, and started right in with that double blowjob. I'd like to say that I enjoyed it for an hour, but actually it was less than a minute before I blew my load all over my stomach. The two guys cheered. Then, Jason just started right in on Bill with a full on, what you might call 'normal' full blowjob. You'd think I'd need a long refractory period, but no, seeing that, I stayed hard, and was delighted to be part of this glorious group. Bill came within a minute also, and again without saying much, we both turned our attention to Jason, and he, too, received a double blowjob. That was not our last meeting in the tree fort. Far from it. We graduated to Coke bottles. We just loved shoving them in each oters asses as far as we coudl go. We never did manage to get past the necks of the bottles, but it was certainly fun trying. We also learned edging, and all sorts of other nice things. Years went by. We went to separate colleges, and had lives. We did communicate from time to time. Now, it has been several years, and two of us are happily married and have kids. Jason is the only one who turned out to be completely gay, and is happily living in San Francisco with his computer programmer husband, Jim. My wife knows the whole story, and sometimes, late at night, I'll tell her about specific times in the tree fort and she'll get all horny and we'll do what we do.