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Becky Made Me Do It!

17 April, 2017 (23:22) | Bisexual Sex Hookups | By: Gay Adult Stories

By Michael – Phoenix AZ

**

Hello, my name is Jason, and I’m gay. This story is
essentially about a gay experience I had, or more
accurately a Bi-sexual experience that I had a couple of
years back. I thought it was unusual enough to share, so
here it is…

It all started when I met Becky Anderson. She was a real
hotty! She had a body that a guy might dream about while
masturbating, you know the type; big innocent eyes in an
exceedingly pretty face and a body that would be at home
naked on any topless beach in the world. I knew that
girls like her existed, but I never thought that I’d ever
have one.

I met Becky at work. I’d graduated with a bachelors in
Business Economics and found a job after only a few weeks
of searching. It was at a well-recognized auto parts
company in the corporate office.

Well, Becky was working as the administrative secretary
to the head dude, the president of the company. And since
I was working in the accounting department our paths
crossed on a regular basis.

I still don’t know why but for some reason Becky glommed
on to me right from the start. I can still remember the
first time she said anything to me. It was when we were
both on our way out to lunch and we kind of bumped into
each other at the front exit. She looked at me and said,
“Looks like we’re both in a big hurry to get out of this
fucking place, huh?”

I was totally shocked that this beautiful woman who up
until that moment had always looked so efficient and
professional… That she would say the “fuck” word in the
lobby of her place of work and to me a perfect stranger.
But what really threw me off more was what she said next.

“Why don’t you let me buy you lunch new guy. It’d be fun
to get to know you I think.”

I was nervous because I was new and she worked for the
boss so I agreed even though under normal circumstances I
would have preferred to spend my time alone, or if I had
to share it I would have preferred Sid, the handsome guy
from the mailroom.

We actually never did eat lunch that afternoon. What
happened was that Becky told me that she would drive and
we ended up in a vacant farm field about three miles away
from work with her hand in my pants.

When we first pulled off the main road and then down a
dirt one I said in alarm, still not knowing what was in
store for me, “Hey, this isn’t the way to Denny’s!”

Becky glanced over at me and smiled saying, “Yeah I know.
I thought I’d have a special meal today if it’s okay with
you.”

Believe it or not I still didn’t have a clue what was
coming, but I soon found out when she pulled the car up
under a bunch of tall trees and turned off the engine. We
sat there for a moment listing to the hot engine ticking
as it cooled, then Becky scooted over next to me so close
that I found myself scrunched up against the passenger
door.

She pulled my face to hers and gave me a long deep kiss.
I could feel her tongue pressing against my closed lips
as if she was trying to force it into my mouth. I finally
opened my mouth and she jumped up against me and started
to really kiss me like she wanted to climb down my
throat.

Well, I’d never even kissed a female before, other than
my mother and a couple aunts, and this was something I’d
never even thought about in my life. I found to my
embarrassment that I couldn’t breathe and was I about to
black out from a lack of oxygen, or maybe fright.

I almost did, I think I fainted for a few seconds because
I don’t remember Becky opening the fly to my pants, but I
certainly remember the feel of her hand on my dick as it
came alive from the wonderful friction her “jacking”
motions were causing.

Yes I know that I’m gay, but hey, stimulation is
stimulation and she was good at it. Up until then I’d
only had two sexual experiences, both with guys. One was
at summer camp when I was 13 and my folks sent me to a
place in the High Sierras called Unalyee and I met
another boy who was just as horny as me.

That camp had things set up so that two boys shared a
tent. They did the same with the girl’s camp across the
stream. Anyway, my tent mate Rob and I got along pretty
well and things were normal until we were into the second
week and there was some fuss about one of the camp
counselors and a girl camper.

That little incident got Rob and I talking about sex,
while we were lying in bed after lights out one night.
Being 13 and boys we tried to impress each other with our
great knowledge of things sexual, until he finally
blurted out that he was a virgin. At first I couldn’t
believe that he’d said it. I mean I was a virgin too, but
I would never admit it to a fellow teenager.

Then when he said he hadn’t even jacked off yet I was
sure that I was in the Twilight Zone. It started with me
telling him what he was missing and ended a week later
with both of use giving each other manual and oral sex
every night. You know, when you’re 13 years old, whether
you’re gay or straight a guy can’t get enough sex.

At least we had nothing to regret in the volume of sex we
had with each other. I know that I was in heaven; I’d
always wondered what it would be like to be with another
boy and actually touch him and play with his body. That
week was something that I’ll never forget no matter how
long I live. The freedom I felt with Rob; he’d let me do
just about anything to him and I did. Just about. We
never did do and anal stuff, but everything else you
could imagine two teenage boys doing, we did!

Then it was time to leave for home and we packed up and
while waiting in the area for the buses to show up to
take us back to civilization, we could hardly take our
eyes off each other. I know that I was in love. Even if
it was a shallow love it was still love. I loved his
body, and what he let me do to it, and I also loved what
he’d done to mine.

After camp we met one other time and had a furtive little
tryst that although was physically satisfying, was less
than what we had at camp. Rob lived quite aways from my
house so we just never got back together again after
that.

The second time I actually had sex was when I was drunk
out of my mind on weekend during college and ended up
being fucked in the butt by several grad students who
thought they were “doing” a straight undergrad who was
just too drunk to put up a fight.

*

So now that I’ve explained my lack of experience and my
sexual persuasion, you’ll understand a little better what
a mind blowing experienced Becky’s little “lunch date”
was for me. Although I didn’t really “like” girls her
mouth worked wonders on my throbbing boner and when she’d
made me come and looked up into my face for my “approval”
with my come smeared on her lips, well what could I do
but give it.

I think that she knew that I was different, but she
didn’t say anything. And after that afternoon, even
though I’d try to avoid her, she would waylay me whenever
she was horny and we’d either end up at motel 6 down the
street from Corporate Headquarters or down a dirt road in
her car.

I quickly realized that I “could” perform in bed with a
woman. I didn’t enjoy it all that much, not like Rob at
summer camp, but I did “get off” a few times and at least
I could pretty much stay hard long enough to get her off,
at least when she was on top doing the work.

I still don’t really know what attracted Becky to me, but
I kept wishing that she’d stop bugging me, although I
never said it because after all she was the boss’s right-
hand person and had his ear.

Then things changed. I noticed that Becky was stepping
out with another guy. Chad was a handsome fellow from
collections and I had to admit that he looked like a stud
horse in the crotch area. I’d noticed that the first time
I saw him standing by the water cooler. There was an
obvious bulge running down one leg of his pants even
though he didn’t look like he was aroused.

I guess Becky had noticed the same thing and had taken
Chad to “lunch” within a couple of days of his starting
work at the company. I was relieved, but for some strange
reason I was a little jealous. Was it because I knew she
was screwing Chad and I wished it was me doing him? Or
heaven forbid did I feel jealousy because another man was
plugging her.

I was confused, and pretty much in a bad mood until one
afternoon Becky stopped by my cubical and told me that
she wanted to see me that evening. Then my face turned
bright red when she continued, “I’ve decided to try
something new. I want you and Chad at the same time, what
do you think about that?”

A threesome? With Chad? Well, I guess I should have said
no. But if I was going to do that I should have done so
several months before when Becky was bent over my crotch
sucking me off. So I asked, “Chad alright with this?”

Becky looked a little board and said, “I’m not telling
him. You just show up at my house around 9 and I’ll have
Chad eating out of my hand. I really want to do this
Jason and I’m expecting to get your help. Chad has
already said no to a threesome, but you know me well
enough to know I don’t accept no for an answer.”

Normally I’d have said okay and just not shown up, but I
was interested. The thought of seeing Chad naked and
fucking Becky, well, it really turned me on. I could
imagine in my mind’s eye Chad’s huge cock gliding in and
out of Becky’s slick pussy. I even imagined myself
reaching down there and grasping his big dick in my
fingers and feeling him humping her.

“Yes Becky, I’ll show up. But I’m not sure that even you
can make someone do something against their will.” But I
secretly hoped she could.

*

I showed up on the button right at 9 pm. And Becky was
there to open the door for me. I soon found out how Becky
had gotten Chad’s compliance. Actually she hadn’t she’d
just kept plying him with alcohol laced with some over
the counter sleeping aid. I couldn’t believe it when she
told me that. What the fuck did she thing she was doing?

But I soon forgot my indignation at her caviler and
frankly dangerous behavior when I walked into her living
room and saw Chad comfortably slumped on the couch with
his legs spread wide and no pants on. Apparently Becky
had been working away with her magic mouth and Chad was
half out of his mind from the alcohol and drugs he’d been
given.

I knew that this was wrong, but I also knew that I was
going to get a piece of this handsome straight guy. I
didn’t think that Becky realized what I had on my mind,
but looking at studly Chad’s naked organ waving in the
wind and his well muscled tan body lying there I just
couldn’t hold back.

Becky giggled and admonished me at my hesitation, “C’mon
in Jason meet Chad. Chad this is Jason, and he’ll be your
lover for the evening.”

Chad was too far gone to understand what Becky had just
said, but I wasn’t. “Becky, want are you doing?”

“Nothing you don’t want me too.” She looked up at me with
those innocent eyes. “I’ve decided that I want to see two
guys doing it, and I pick Chad and you. This will be
really neat, I’ve wondered what it would be like to see
for positively years!”

“But Becky, this isn’t right…” I started.

“Fuck, Jason both of us know you want to do it. You want
to fuck him and I want to watch you do it. So where’s the
problem? Ol’ Chad’ll never know what happened look at
him; I don’t think he was even aware that I was sucking
his weenie a few minutes ago. Well, maybe he was,” she
realized when we both looked down at the woozy figure on
the couch. His huge dick was still standing at attention
and Becky had stopped sucking on it at least 5 minutes
earlier to open the door for me.

I didn’t say anything; I knew that she was right. I
hadn’t known that she knew I was gay, I guess I hadn’t
been as smart as I’d thought. So I pulled off my sweater
and shucked my pants. (That’s all I’d put on knowing what
the nights business was going to be.)

By the time I was naked Becky had also shed her robe. I
had to admit that her body was exquisite, so smooth and
perfectly proportioned. She moved over next to me and
rubbed her front against my side impatiently, hugging me.
“Well, how does a guy get started with another gay?” she
asked excitedly.

“How the fuck should I know?” I said a little irritated.

“C’mon Jason I know you’re into guys, a girl can tell
those things.”

“I won’t deign that I like men better than women, but I
haven’t had all that much experience with it.”

That’s when Becky made me tell her “about” my
experiences. When I’d finished she said, “Hmmm, I think
you should do what was done to you in college. I think a
good fucking would be very entertaining to watch.”

I couldn’t argue with her, relating my experiences had
brought back all those feelings that I longed to
experience again. And fuck it, if I had to rape a
straight guy for this woman’s pleasure, then I would.
Actually I could have cared less if Becky was even in the
room as I moved toward Chad’s slouched body.

As I sat down beside him I could smell his arousal. The
testosterone was fragrant in the air around him. Not
caring whether or not Becky was still there I leaned over
on to Chad’s lap at sank my lips down over his still hard
dick. As his hot cock-flesh slid past my lips I realized
that this was something I had missed greatly. I began to
rise and fall faster and faster on Chad’s huge boner. I
took him in deeper with each downward movement and began
some tongue action around the head as I almost released
him coming off each time.

I could hear Becky’s gasp as I started to really go to
town on Chad’s vulnerable cock. There was nothing he
could do about it. He was so wasted that even if he
realized what I was doing to him he wouldn’t have been
able to stop me. I had a momentary pang of guilt as I
raped Chad’s dick with my mouth.

I guess I did a good job of it because only a minute into
my blowjob Chad grunted, thrusting his hips up at my face
and groaned a long low guttural sound as he gushed his
seed into my throat. I swallowed his come gladly. I was
glad that I’d brought him off. It would make us a little
more even for what was coming next.

To my surprise I realized that Becky had been licking and
sucking my dick while I was doing Chad. I guess I’d known
it but then she’d done it many times and my attention was
on this new cock. This cock that was mine to do what I
wanted with. This body for that matter. A straight guy
getting gay sex, it turned me on so much that I had to
push Becky’s mouth away from my dick or I wouldn’t have
an orgasm then and there. I wanted to save myself for
what I knew I was going to do to Chad.

After the hapless Chad was done coming I disengaged
myself from his lap and gently lifted him off the couch
and onto his hands and knees on the floor. He moaned
softly as Becky took his flaccid dick in her hand from
underneath and began to squeeze it like she was milking a
cow or something. I didn’t care I was centered on what I
had to do. I wanted to fuck Chad like I’d fucked Becky
and no one else.

Chad was a little conscious, awake enough to stay on his
hands and knees with my help. I wasn’t sure what would
happen so I figured that the sooner I did what I had
planned the better. I crouched over Chad’s back and took
my now totally semen soaked cock and positioned it at
Chad’s heto-butt hole. I pushed, while at the same time
running my slimy cock-head up and down his crack. God it
felt good! The feeling of his smooth crack all slick with
my pre-come. The feel of his ruffled butt hole as my
sensitive cock-head ran over it from time to time. Yes,
fucking wonderful!

Then I shoved and jabbed the head of my rigid cock into
his yielding hole. Chad moaned in protest. I noticed that
Becky was still working on Chad’s dick and that she’d
crawled underneath him to get closer to her work. He was
still just dangling there in her hand.

Then I was home! Oh it was fucking fantastic! I was in
this straight guys ass, all the way to the hilt. I could
feel his ass-hole contracting then releasing my cock as
his body tried to accustom itself to my invading shaft.
God it felt so good to be balls deep in Chad’s ass. He
was much tighter than Becky ever was and the feel of his
masculine body under mine as I began to pump him was a
heady experience for me.

I could hear Becky’s muffled voice under us as she kept
saying things like, “Yes, this is fucking great!” or “God
Jason this is so fucking sexy I’m gonna come soon.” All
the while I could feel her fingers playing with my cock,
Chad’s ass-crack and sometimes my swinging balls. I had
to admit that Becky was adding something to the
experience.

Then I was brought off is such a heavenly massage. Chad’s
ass-hole began a frantic tightening and release motion
that actually milked me into a super-come. Something I’d
never even dreamed about before. Apparently Becky had
been busy underneath Chad and with the friction of me in
his butt and her jacking and sucking him, he’d come
again! His orgasm made his ass-hole spasm and forced me
to unload the most intense come I’d ever experienced deep
into his body.

It felt like my orgasm went on forever. Usually they’re
too quick, normally I could stand to come much longer
than nature allows. But this night I felt every little
spasm from head to toe and my come lasted until I was
ready to black out.

Actually I did finally collapse onto Chad who in turn
fell onto Becky, who yelled at me angrily for a while
until I could muster the straight to move and dig her out
from her covering of naked sweaty male bodies.

*

That was our one and only threesome. I never saw Chad
again. He didn’t show up for work on Monday. And although
I had sex with Becky many times after that she apparently
didn’t need to see me perform with another guy again.

About 3 months later Becky left the company under a cloud
called “sexual harassment” nothing to do with me, because
I never complained to anyone about her. I never saw her
again after that, and until this very day I have been
celibate. But do I have memories. They’re so hot; they
keep me warm on cold lonely nights…

THE END

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