It all started by accident; at least that is how Jack liked to think about it. He was just an ordinary straight guy up until then. And then, one day, there he was getting dressed after a shower at his gym when a guy bent over to dry his toes and Jack caught sight of his little pink pucker, nestled in a valley of silky brown hair.
The sight of it gave Jack a shock. It wasn't as repulsive as he thought a guy's asshole ought to be. No, far from it; it was interesting and exciting. Jack quickly turned away as he felt he was looking at something he ought not to be looking at and it was causing a reaction in him that he could not understand.
But after that Jack just could not stop thinking about that asshole. It looked as pretty to him as any pussy he had seen, and he had seen a fair few. It was like the memory of that little wrinkled slit was etched onto his brain. Night after night it thumped away in his brain while he tried to will it away. Finally Jack was so intrigued that he went on the internet and started looking at guy's assholes. And the more he looked, the more he liked. He was hooked on the rings of desire.
'What the hell is wrong with me? I'm a straight guy.' he chided himself, but still the desire to look at men's assholes wouldn't go away. He realized that there was only one way to solve this problem. He would have to go with a guy and get it out of his system.
About the only gay guy that Jack knew, or thought was gay, was Alec who worked down at a local restaurant that Jack often took his dates to. He figured perhaps Alec could help hook him up with a guy who could help him get this asshole fixation thing out of his system.
So Jack went down to the restaurant alone, which was unusual. The waiters liked to place bets on who Jack would be seen with next. Alec was even more attentive and flirtatious than usual and this time Jack was ready to flirt right back. Alec was a little taken aback. Could this be the same guy? Was he coming on to him? Man, perhaps dreams did come true! While Jack was eating Alec stole quick glances at the handsome stud. His hair was so black it was almost blue and his eyes were a deep, dark blue that in some light they almost looked black. He had a dimple in his chin and teeth that could have made him a living in toothpaste commercials. His lips were full and a rich, ripe red that most women have to pay good money to achieve. The guy was simply sex on legs and now here he was smiling at Alec and dropping little hints...this had to be a wind up, right?
But no. Jack was in need. When Alec approached with the bill it was time to speak to him.
'Alec, I need you to help me out with something.' Jack said.
'Sure, if I can.' Alec replied.
'Can you sit down a minute?'
'Not really.'
'Can you meet me after work?' Jack asked.
Alec felt his heart thumping in his chest. What the hell was this guy after. Surely it couldn't be what Alec was thinking and yet all the signs seemed to suggest just that.
'I can meet you at O'Grady's around the corner at eleven.' Alec told Jack.
Jack promised he would be there and went for a walk to pass the time and clear his head. He might still have a change of heart, he told himself. But then Jack found himself walking through a park. It was dark and felt slightly dangerous and yet something was drawing him on. His eyes adjusted to the dark and he was aware of figures melting in and out of the bushes. What was going on here, he wondered. And then he came upon a group of men who seemed to be watching something. He edged closer, unsure he should be doing this and a little afraid for his personal safety. He stood on the fringe of the group and then he heard it. It was the unmistakable sound of sex. He couldn't quite see the figures in the middle of the group but he could hear their moans and groans. It was two men! And the one guy was most definitely nailing the other guy in the ass.