Straight to Gay Pt. 3
After our night of intense sex, we all fell asleep in one California king size mattress. I was so exhausted from the drinks, weed, and mind blowing pounding I had received, I passed out quite fast. Around 6am I woke to Mike putting on a very handsome suit.
"Go back to sleep baby, Daddy has to go to work. Stay as long as you like." He said, following his statement with a deep and passionate kiss. He smiled a devilish grin and slapped my sore bottom playfully, yet enough to make me wince in pain. Mike proceeded to leave the room and I fell back to sleep.
A few hours later, James woke me up giggling. "Good morning, slut!"
"Ugh... I can't even argue with that." I replied with a strange sensation of pride.
"Our men left for work. I don't have class until tonight. What about you?" James asked.
"I already missed my first couple classes. I might as well skip the day." I said casually.
Normally, missing class would have me stressed out. Skipping class was naturally a huge no-no in the medical field. However, I was too exhausted and aroused to think clearly. That's when it really hit me: I'm not straight, probably not even bi. I'm gay. Gay as fuck. Then, as if reading my mind, James said "Can I ask you something, Nick?"
"Anything." I said smiling back at my cute friend.
"Do you think you could ever go back to girls after a night like that?" He asked with a gentle yet sexual tone.
"I don't think so. That was the best sex of my life. I've never felt better than when I cum strictly from anal." I said confidently.
"WAIT! You can already cum hands free?" James shot back in shock.
"Every time I've been fucked." I giggled.
"Honey... You're a natural born faggot. Just like me!" He replied. He then kissed me gently on the lips.
"I need a shower. Care to join?" He asked walking over to the bathroom, swaying his hairless and feminine hips.
"Yes please!"
We then proceeded to get into the very large, very beautiful shower. As we showered, continued to talk. It was nice, we both clearly had a type so there wasn't an excessive amount of sexual tension between us. We could really enjoy being friends. As we let the hot water run over our bodies, I really got to take in how attractive James was. He was a typical twink, totally hairless with abs and somehow a large butt. I suddenly felt very jealous and unattractive with the body hair I had.
"Do men prefer hairless boys?" I asked shyly.
"It depends! I think a lot of dominant men are into hairless, more fem type boys. From my experience, the men I prefer, happen to prefer hairless." He answered after putting some thought into it.
He must have noticed the way I was looking at my body hair when he said "Want me to shave you?"
"Oh I don't know... i... ---"
"Yes, you do. That's it! I'm shaving you! James said picking up a razor and shaving cream.