NOTE: This is a story about the process of being turned toward gay sex. There is no actual gay sex in this chapter, though there are themes of it and I think anyone interested in gay sex, domination, feminization will enjoy it. If you just want to jump to man on man action that will likely start in chapter three or four.
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My best friend Shannon was a knockout. She was a personal trainer with tight abs, muscular thighs, a c-cup, and the worlds most perfect ass. When she walked by men and women alike stared and anyone who didn't want to dive face first into her round perfect ass was an absolute fool. In short, I wanted to fuck her more than I had ever wanted to fuck anybody I had ever met, and pretty much everybody else who knew her felt the same way. My main problem was that my fit slim stature did not conform to the giant god bodied alpha men she went for. Of course, my second problem was that she always wanted a gay best friend and constantly tried to talk me into becoming just that.
When we would work out together she would point out guys who she thought I should pursue, always jokingly but with an air of half truth to it. What I had never confessed to her was that I did, on occasion, have those kinds of fantasies and had even brought myself so far as to stroke another mans cock on one occasion. Truthfully, the idea that she wanted me to be gay had become a huge turn on and I would often masturbate to the idea of her forcing me to be gay. Forced bi porn was increasingly my go to and my biggest fantasy was to have a man in my ass while I was in hers.
As we left the gym and she closed up, she was the head trainer and had keys, one day I caught myself staring at man in the parking lot. I was lost in a day dream of the notion of having him put me on my back and take my ass with my legs spread like a slut while Shannon rode my cock all out in the middle of the parking lot on the hood of his car.
"You should totally suck his penis" Shannon suddenly broke in giggling.
"I'm not gay woman!" I quickly retorted, hoping my semi erect cock wasn't giving me away.
"First of all! You know you want to be my gay best friend. And even if you don't you know I always get what I want." She stated this matter of factly while giving me her most powerful fuck me eyes. She then performed a slow, highly sexual turn "Look at me sweety. Have you seen my ass?!" she the gave her own ass a hard loud slap. "Go ahead babe give it a squeeze!" she didn't have to ask twice before my hand gripped her supple firm and genuinely perfect ass.
"God damn!" I shouted as she finished her spin and laughed.
"SEE! I told you to grab my ass and you did it. What makes you think fagging out is going to be any different!" in hindsight she was entirely aware that her ass was the best tool in the world to get a cock in my mouth, but in that moment I was genuinely unaware.
We grabbed dinner and I got a little drunk before going back to her place where I got incredibly high. As we sat in a cloud of weed smoke she returned to her favorite subject, my impending gayness.
"How do you really know you don't like it if you've never tried? I mean at least jerk another guy off before you reject the idea of becoming a faggot for me" she had made this argument many times and I had never revealed that I had in fact tried it before, but I had never been this high before either.
"I did try it" I responded through a cloud of weed induced haze.
"Wait what?" she replied confused.
