Terry was the first experienced gay man I'd been with. Though sex with Michael was still hot as fuck, Terry just knew more.
I saw Michael the night after my Terry episode. I couldn't help but tell him all about it, and he was knocked out.
"Wow babe, You're really getting wild! " he intoned.
"Well I'm just experimenting. I thought that's what me and you were doing, " I replied ruefully and defensively.
"Common! You're cock is always rock hard in bed with me! " he replied scornfully.
He more than proved his point later that night when he fucked my ass raw with more relish than usual. Calling me a little cock sucker fag, amongst other things. He was seemingly intent on enlightening my gay side even more. The idea of getting wilder turned me on to say the least.
The next night, stoned on hash, and after several glasses of wine, and feeling horny, I decided to go and check out this dance club, called trinity. I got there, and immediately began dancing to the pounding drum and bass techno, which was hammered out of the clubs speakers. I swayed my hips and shook my ass. Getting lost in the music, I felt good and I thought about Michael and Terry.
I sat at a small table and drank some more wine. The place was full of sexy people and I was willing to talk with any of them.
"You dance so very sultry, sweetheart! " I heard a high , effeminate, sultry male voice opine from the table next to mine. When I looked over I saw the hottest looking, sluttiest looking vamp, I'd ever seen.
He was about thirty and had long brown hair past his shoulders. His skinny, sexy upper body was adorned by a sleeveless, laser blue tank top, bare at the midriff. "Club slut " was written across it in a demented silver font. He had cheap silver and gold bangles on his wrists, and wore large junk store rings on each of his fingers. His nails were painted dark blue.
I could see he wore skintight low rise jeans and sandals on his toe nail painted feet. He wore several toe rings. He looked club techno cool and sexy to say the least. He was hot!
After I said hello, he came and sat next to me at my table.
"Let me buy you a drink lover boy. I'm Joey by the way, " he offered, taking long seductive, sexy drags from his cigarette.
We talked for quite awhile. He put his fem hand on mine, occasionally brushing my thigh. I wasn't gonna complain. His liquid green eyes were full of sex lust and gay boy confidence. I told him I was new to the gay scene.
"I Often wear lipstick and mascara. No time tonight babe. " he laughingly said.
He rummaged through his purse and unwrapped two small blue pills from some silver foil.
"Wanna take some ecstasy? " he questioned me.
I'd never taken ecstasy before and never thought I would, but tonight the idea of a new taboo experience seemed exciting and enticing to me.
"Yeh. Sure, " I told him.
I felt both excitement and apprehension to what I was about to do. Somehow I felt lost.
The ecstasy was wild! Joey and I danced for several hours. We stared into each others eyes as we danced, and often brushed our bodies up against each other. Rubbing our cock areas against each others cocks, as we swayed and drifted, and shook our asses to the sexy beat. We necked with each other in between breaks in the music. We deep tongued, and fondled and groped each others cock and balls and asses. The sex fever of the ecstasy was a mutual aphrodisiac for us two whores.
Finally we left and went back to his pink walled apartment.
"Let's be sluts! " he said as we entered his place, wasting no time whatsoever.
We quickly stripped off our clothes and fell about on his large size water bed.
"Lets six nine babe, " he gloriously offered as he fell on to his back, and I moved over him.
I began madly sucking his thick upright prick and sucking his hard balls. I fingered his asshole. My mind went wild as I felt his fem boy mouth on my cock. He massaged my balls and ass with burning, feminine skill and abandon. Clearly he knew what to do.
We moaned and squealed as we burned sexual fire. I imagined the cock I was sucking was mine. We were both together. I sucked him and became the easiest, most willing little slut I could be. My cock got even harder.
We made love with increasing passion. I licked and sucked his cock deliriously, while my ass shook even more violently and the tempo increased. His tongue and teeth were madly caressing and satiating my pulsating, throbbing wet prick.
Dirty forbidden thoughts raced through my mind as we moved into even higher sexual heat.
"Oh babe! " I managed to exclaim.
My mouth full of his cock, loving the feel of his fat penis head at the back of my mouth or down my throat. My tongue savored the feel of his balls and the small hairs on his erotic area.
We were both groaning incessantly as we face fucked. The waterbed was swishing loudly as I felt myself growing more and more impossibly aroused, realizing this was my first time with a real gay slut like him.
Finally, my cock exploded into his mouth, and I felt the hot thick liquid of his seed gush into my mouth and down my throat. I briefly choked and got his cum all over my face, before throwing my mouth back onto his prick. Hungry for more.
Our bodies gyrated wildly as the climax raged on. Both of us sucking as much of each others juices as we could. Our asses trembled violently in the unison, and then ever so slowly relaxed as our cocks, hot and wet, slowly limpened.
'You're so fucking good in bed baby! " he exhaustively enthused, as we lay on his bed panting, recovering our strength.
We had our showers, though I really didn't want one. I loved the smell of cum and sweat on me. He said I could wear any of his clothes if I liked. His closet was large and full of both guy and girl club wear. Obviously he cross dressed. I settled on some ultra skintight low rise jeans and a sexy yellow tank top . They fit perfectly. Looking in the mirror, I was amazed. God I looked hot!
"You should grow your hair long sweetie, " he said, kissing me on the cheek.
That night we partied, talked and had more sex. We soon took some more ecstasy. It was wild. --------------------
I had been going just a little bit overboard. I was having sex with Michael several times each week, and then there was Terry and Joey. Both of whom I'd only had sex with once, but they were total strangers.
I was smoking pot every day, drinking a lot and had tried ecstasy,
My girlfriend didn't know about the gay stuff. The fact I smoked pot now, I couldn't hide it very well for long. When she found out she was really disappointed.
"I never thought you'd start using drugs. It must be fucking you up. You've missed a lot of work, " she told me.
"It'll be alight, Joanne, " I told her.
I'd decided I was gonna go straight, for want of a better term. No alcohol and no drugs. Maybe I'd stop seeing Michael too, I tried to kid myself.
