She Got Me Into It

Patricia was one of the two girls that I lusted over in high school.  She had a way of stringing me along and interfering with every relationship I had up to my 20s.  It was annoying, because the moment I would break up with someone to be with her, suddenly she was no longer interested.  Patricia and I engaged in some pretty fantastic (erotic) conversations.  She'd always tell me how much she wanted to try eating pussy.  As a teenager, that was my biggest fantasy above all else.  However, she would also gently prod to see if there was any interest from me in fooling around with other guys.  At that point in my life, any sexual interaction with another guy was out of the question.  There was only one conclusion to be drawn if a guy fooled around with another guy - he's GAY!  However, there were admissions to being interested in a mmf threesome, and some of the techniques that could be used that would make the encounter less 'gay'.

Patricia hung out with some guys in high school whose sexuality was definitely in question.  Chris went to the same high school as us.  He was a bit older and someone that every one suspected as being gay.  Despite this being the assumption, it's not like he was a social pariah due to that.  He fit in like everyone else.  He had quite a bit of confidence; Chris and I ran in somewhat separate but overlapping social circles.  The other guy that fit in this category was Damian.  Damian went to a different high school, but would frequently hang out with  Patricia and I on weekends and over the summer breaks.  Damian was (still is) quite handsome.  His build is slight, dark hair, handsome looks.  Damian has the ability to raise his voice in a high falsetto which sounds very feminine.  He even dressed in drag (quite convincingly as an attractive woman) and performed a few ABBA tunes - he was quite unique in my little corner of the world.  Anyhow, what is to follow here are the two initial contacts I had with other guys.  These encounters were 100% influenced by Patricia.  Perhaps I should have broken them up into two stories for you, but one encounter was more exciting than the other.  Here you go.

Chris

In the summer of my second year of University I lived in a large house.  Patricia was home for the summer in the community we grew up about 45 minutes away.  Although I didn't get to see her as much as I wanted (still trying to get into her pants), she did come and visit a couple of times that summer.  The first time she came for a visit, she brought Chris with her.  Chris had recently come out as gay, no surprise to anyone.  We decided to have all three of us go to the gay bar in my university town to celebrate.  We had a good time.  My sole focus was Patricia, and I fended off a few advances from other guys.  Nothing new for me really and not something that bothered me either. At this point in my life, I had quite a bit of exposure to gay men; it wasn’t the taboo subject of my high school years. Secretly, I had been branching out into online chat, much of which was with men.  Anyhow, Patricia talked about finally having her first bisexual encounter which was doing nothing but get me more and more excited.  Chris on the other-hand was just happy being who he was openly.  He made out with a couple of guys, but nothing materialized for him.  Patricia and I got quite drunk, and we all took the bus back to my place.  When we got into the house we were all pretty much ready to pass out.  Chris and Patricia stayed in separate rooms (my roommates were gone for the summer) and I retired to my bed.  Patricia did come and lay with me for a bit to chat, but nothing happened.  I believe I passed out at this point.  I could not have been more than an hour later that I awoke to who I thought (and hoped) was Patricia sucking my dick; I quickly realized it was Chris.  I put my hand on his head and pushed him away, saying "WTF - Chris, what are you doing?"  I wasn't angry, I was more surprised than anything.

"Doesn't it feel good?" Chris asked.  Of course it did, he was sucking my dick!  "Let me continue.  I've always liked and you and this has always been a fantasy of mine."

I let Chris continue to suck my dick... he was actually quite good.  In fact better at it than any girl who had done that to me prior.  By this point I had moved over on my bed.  Chris was on all fours on my bed, his butt end towards my head.  Chris had on a pair of boxers and his cock was obviously hard.  I reached between his legs and started fondling his dick.  I remember it not being very big, but I was finding it interesting to be handling another dick.  In fact, I started thinking about what it might be like to have it in my mouth, what would it taste like, would I swallow?  This kind of thinking brought me over the edge and I came in Chris's mouth.  He choked a bit on the cum because I didn't warn him, but he swallowed most of it from what I remember.  At this point my desire to do anything with his cock dried up and I selfishly stopped doing what I was doing.  Chris didn't seem to mind.  He sat on the edge of my bed, still fondling my now limp cock and thanked me for letting him do this.  It turns out he had fantasized about me for many years.  Chris got up and left my room and apparently drove home that night.  It ended up being the last time I ever saw Chris. 

The next morning, Patricia and I went out for breakfast and she asked me how I slept... She had set this all up!  She was the one that told Chris to enter into my room and start sucking dick, being I was passed out! She wanted all the details, and was a bit disappointed when she found out I didn't try giving him head.  Although, I did admit to her that I thought about it and in retrospect regretted not trying.  At that comment, Patricia nearly jumped over the restaurant table, grabbed my face and kissed me deeply.  "That's what I wanted to hear," she said afterwards.  Sadly, that brief moment of passion led to nothing.  Patricia went home after breakfast.

Damian

Patricia and Damian came for a visit mid August, that summer.  I had a feeling this was going to lead to something and there was definitely a lot of pent up lust between the three of us the whole evening.  We went out to the local karaoke bar and had a blast.  Damian did a gender bending version of ‘Summer Loving’ that got the crowd on their feet in applause, and also got us a couple of free drinks!  All three of us were feeling pretty lit when we got back to my place, but fully aware (at least I was) of what was going on. 

All three of us hung out on my bed, smoked a joint and talked.  Patricia was really pushing the envelope.  She suggested that we take our shirts off; of course we did. Patricia’s small but pert tits in full view. He was completely hairless, his chest smooth and slight. I, on the other hand, was much more athletic and I had a lean build (still do!) and trimmed chest hair. Patricia pushed Damian back on the bed beside me, she got on top of him and rubbed her tits in his face. “Not your thing, is it Damian?” she said. “I know someone else who’ll like this.” Patricia proceeded to push me on my back, mounted me, and rubbed her small boobs over my face. I was in heaven. I put my arms around her and took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked on it. In that brief moment, my mind exploded and I thought that it was finally going to happen between Patricia and I. But Patricia protested and pushed back on me, releasing herself from my grasp. “Don’t be so rude!” she said, and then laughed as she sat back on her knees between the two of us. “I have an idea,” she said as she placed a hand on each of our crotches. “I can see someone is hard already,” she said and she winked at me. I went to sit up and she pushed me back. “Both of you stay where you are... let’s have some fun.” Patricia got up on her shins and unzipped her pants. She pulled down her trousers and panties. Within moments, she was completely naked, on her knees between us. I had seen and even touched her tits before, but never her cute little pussy. Patricia then unbuttoned and pulled off my pants and underwear. My dick was so hard it sprung out of my pants like a coiled spring. She grabbed hold of my member and worked it with her two hands. Despite being dry, I was in my glory seeing and feeling her hands on my cock. Patricia, turned her attention to Damian, removing his pants and underwear as well. His cock was still a bit soft, but she worked it with her hands as well. Damian’s cock was a nice cut, proud piece of man meat. Despite his slender figure, his cock was at least two inches longer than mine. All of his pubic hair was shaved and he had a beautiful pronounced mushroom head. I don’t know how this is possible, but I feel like my cock got harder and bigger just seeing by seeing his.

Patricia worked both of our dicks simultaneously while knelt between us. My eyes were mostly focused on her naked body, but I would find my gaze wandering over to Damian’s dick. Again, my thoughts started to go towards what it would be like to have it in my hand?... would it be fun to suck it? Obviously I was super turned on at this point and any inhibitions were completely locked out of my mind. As if on cue, Patricia stopped stroking us and started to rub herself. “You guys need to help me out! I can’t be doing all of the work on my own. How am I supposed to get off?” Jump on my cock, was my thought, but I knew better than to blurt that out. “How about you both stroke each other for me so I can watch and enjoy myself too?” Patricia leaned back onto her feet, spreading her knees a bit while her right hand went to work.

Damian and I turned our heads to look at each other. “I certainly don’t mind,” Damian said as he smiled. As I smiled back, reached over and grabbed his hard cock. Damn, that cock felt nice in my hand. We stroked one another (dry of course) which was keeping us turned on, but not getting us very close to our objective. Patricia continued fingering herself as she watched us with an amused expression. Finally, Patricia got up off the bed and stood beside us. She moved over beside me and spoke into my ear. “How bad do you want to taste me?” she asked? Are you kidding me?... I had dreamed of this my entire teenage life. I had offered her this service many times, no strings attached. Until now, this was never even a remote possibility. She brought her finger towards my face. It was wet and sticky looking and I yearned for her to place it in my mouth. But she didn’t, she pulled it away. “If you want, I’ll let you eat my pussy if you suck Damian’s cock first.” To be honest, I didn’t need this form of bribery at this point. I had already had in my mind that the sucking of his cock was a foregone conclusion. I was about to do two things that I have dreamed of doing... one was obvious, the other was a secret desire that had been growing over the past couple of years.

I positioned myself on my stomach between his legs. My knees bent because my bed was sandwiched between two walls (my room was small!) I raised myself up on my elbows and with both hands grabbed the base of his cock. Damn, this was a beautiful cock. I’d looked at many dicks through porn, but never one this closely. As mentioned the mushroom head was pronounced (much like mine), and the shaft was smooth and long. Tentatively I brought my mouth towards it. I paused and looked at Damian and said, “Let me know if I’m doing this right.” I brought my lips to the tip of it and gave it a sweet little kiss. I was a bit nervous, I was at the point of no return! Life would be different after that penis passes beyond my lips and into my mouth. I didn’t care, I was overcome with desire. I wanted to be able to go down on Patrica... but really, at this moment, I wanted this beautiful cock in my mouth. I opened my mouth, moved my tongue over my bottom teeth and took him into me. The initial sensation of his smooth shaft on my tongue and the pressure of his head at the beginning of my throat is one that I cherished to this day. I doubt my skills were all that great, but I likely made up for it with enthusiasm. Patricia sat at the edge of the bed, full engrossed with watching the act and playing with herself. I can’t recall how long I sucked his cock for, but I know it was for a while because my shoulders were getting sore from being in that position for so long. Damian was nice enough to let me know he was ready to cum. I am sure he thought that I was going to finish him off with my hand, but I was totally into it now – I wanted the full experience – I wanted a mouth full of cum! I knew what to expect, having tasted my own cum many times before, but the force of the ejaculation and the sheer volume was shocking. Of course I choked on it, which meant that I was unable to swallow it all. But I did kiss his cock repeatedly after he was spent. I thoroughly enjoyed this act and knew without any doubt that this was the beginning of a new chapter in my life. Although we all laughed at my less than graceful finish, Patricia proceeded to tell us how hot this was to watch and that this was something she’s dreamed of witnessing (not necessarily me, but just two guys engaged in the act).

After that act, the night became a bit of a blur. We drank more, smoked more, and did more with each other. Patricia did live up to her promise. She straddled my face while Damian returned the favour to me. The memory of eating her pussy is not as pronounced as sucking Damian’s dick. Even though I had dreamed of going down on her, it wasn’t actually the highlight of the night. Patricia eventually passed out at the bottom of the bed while watching Damian and I fooling around more. Once she was asleep, I became a lot more bold. I got on top of him, grinding my cock onto his dick and into his stomach. We kissed and made out a lot – a first for me and something I found to be very exciting. I sucked his cock one more time that night and was much more competent at swallowing his cum the second time around.

That was the last time that Patricia came over for a visit that summer. School took her to the UK for a couple of semesters and I never saw her again until after graduation and we were both in committed relationships. As for Damian, I did get to see him again as a chance encounter at a club. We went home together that night, but it was only one night. I stay in contact with him over social media. There are not a lot of men that I find attractive – at least the ways I find women attractive, but he is definitely the exception. I still find him extremely attractive, and if situations were different, I would have happily entered into a relationship with him and even think I could have lived an exclusively homosexual life with him. Although Patricia was the catalyst in the moment of my life, Damian was the true star. I masturbate often thinking about him and especially sucking his gorgeous dick. Although not the biggest I have played with in my life, it was by far the most beautiful. I live a straight lifestyle now with some bisexual encounters. However, if I was able to choose between any pussy in the world, or Damian’s cock, his cock would likely win the contest.