What Just Happened? Part 1

By Ventage
published June 30, 2020
9967 words

Tim wakes up after a night of drinking and weird things start to happen.

Chapter 1: The Beginning


“Shit!” My doorbell rang, waking me from a sound sleep. I stumbled out of bed and threw on my shirt. I rushed to the door so quickly that I almost didn’t notice the raging hard boner tenting my shorts.



“Whoops. Better fix that!” I shoved my cock into my waistband and opened the door.

“FBS Delivery. I have a delivery for Tim Thompson.” A 20-something deliveryman stood in the doorway. “That’s me.” He handed me the PDA to sign. “Sorry to get you up so early.” he said. “It’s no trouble. I had to wake up in an hour anyway.” I said as I tried to sign the PDA. “That’s not what I meant…” I looked at the FBS guy confused. That’s when I noticed he was looking down. “Aw shit!” I was in such a hurry, I had tucked my shirt behind my dick and it was poking out. “Don’t worry about it.” he said, “It happens to the best of us.” I fixed my shirt and tried to sign the PDA again. “I think your PDA is broken, I can’t get it to sign.” I said, handing it back to him. “Let me take a look.” he said as he stepped inside the apartment. As he crossed the threshold, the bottom of the package opened up, spilling its contents on the floor. A ton of porno movies fell out in front of us along with something else. “I don’t remember ordering these.” I said as I bent down to pick up the DVDs. “What’s that thing?” the FBS guy said handing me a smaller box with a note taped to the front.

Dear Tim,

This is to help you get over Lisa. Enjoy using it while watching the movies.



I read the package: “Discrete Pussy! Masturbate in pure discretion without tipping off others!”

“Oh, I’ve heard of those things.” the FBS guy said. I took it out of the package. “It’s pretty big. I wonder how you use it.” The FBS guy grabbed the instructions from the box. “It says to warm it up in the sink with hot water, and to only use water-based lube,” he said. “I think they mean this.” A small bottle of lube fell out of the box.

We took the Pussy into the kitchen and I turned on the sink. “Do you mind… um, if I watch?” the FBS asked. “What? No way! I’m not gay, man!” I said as I placed the Pussy into the warm water. “Dude, neither am I!” he tried to defend himself, “I’m a married man! I was just curious how it worked!” I thought about it for a second, and even though something felt strange about the situation, I agreed to let him watch.

After a couple of minutes, I took the Pussy out of the sink and dropped my shorts. “Do you think I put the lube in the Pussy, or do I have to lube my dick first?” I asked. “It’s probably better to lube your dick first, here let me help.” He pored the lube in his hand and stared rubbing it all over my already hard cock. “It’s a good thing you’re ready to go.” he laughed.

I soon noticed his hand stopped. “That should do it.” he said. For some reason, I was disappointed, but I positioned the Pussy over my cock and slowly inserted it. “Oh my God!” I moaned. “How’s it feel?” the FBS guy asked, but I was too turned on to answer. I started moving the Pussy back and forth over my lubed cock. Faster and faster. I was in ecstasy and I didn’t care who saw. Before I knew it, I had the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had in my life. My cum flowed out of the Pussy and onto the floor. “Damn, man! That looks awesome! Let me see it!” Without waiting for a response, the FBS guy grabbed the Pussy from my hands. “What about the lube?” I gasped. “Dude, you filled it with enough cum to lube a rusty clock!”

The FBS guy dropped his pants and yanked off his underwear. I watched as he stared yanking himself off with the Pussy. Damn, I had to admit, that did look awesome! I started absentmindedly playing with my own member and realized it never went down after I came. There we were, a couple of men who’d never met before today, jacking ourselves off in my kitchen. I closed my eyes and tried to picture my ex, but I couldn’t see her face. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t see her. “WOAH!” My eyes shot opened as I realized the FBS guy had dropped to his knees and started licking the entire length of my cock. He smiled up at me, his one hand on my member, the other jacking himself off with the Pussy. This felt so good; I wondered why I hadn’t done this before with another guy. After a few minutes, I felt my cock pulsate and I unloaded a wave of cum into the FBS guy’s mouth. He started moaning as he blew a load into the Pussy.

“Oh my God, dude!” he said as my cock pulled out of his mouth. “You’re still rock hard!” I looked at my cock, and he was right. “I need to sit down! My legs are shaking!” I said. We went into the living room and sat down on the couch. I grabbed one of the DVDs from the floor and put it in the player. As the image appeared on the screen, we watched as a beautiful woman dressed as a cheerleader was giving a football player head. “Man that’s hot! This chick knows what a guy wa-” That’s when the camera panned down to see the girl stroking a huge cock of her own.

The title of the film appeared on screen: Gayme Day Fuck: TS Edition.

Instead of disgust, we watched the scene intently. Without even asking, the FBS guy started jerking me off with the Pussy as he took off his shirt. “Oh man! It feels so much better when someone else is doing it!” I shouted, my hand immediately grabbing his flaccid cock and stroking it back to full attention. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, so I closed my eyes again and just let the waves of pleasure flow over me.

After a few minutes, I noticed he removed the Pussy from my cock and his hand took over. I opened my eyes and noticed the FBS guy was about to mount me just like the actors in the movie were doing. “Dude, what’re you-” I started to ask, but before I could finish, he impaled himself on my cock. “AHHHHHHH, YEAHHHHHH!” I yelled. “This is so much better than the Pussy!” He took me to the base of my cock as his muscles squeezed me. “What?” He asked. “I said, this is so much, uh, better than… PUSSY!” He moved up and down on my shaft, grinding his ass hard against my crotch. The FBS guy tried matching the movements of the actor getting impaled in the movie. “I can’t believe how good this feels!” he said as I reached around and started stroking him. I moved my hand over the length of his cock. This was the first one I’d ever touched that wasn’t mine, after all. “I see your turtle still has his sweater.” I said as I toyed with his foreskin. “Uhng, yeah! Not like you!” he said. Precum started coating my hand as I kept messaging his member. All of a sudden, I felt the FBS guy tense up as he unleashed a load of cum in my hand. His ass muscles squeezed my cock and I let loose another load of cum, this time, deep into the other man’s ass. The FBS guy leaned backwards and started kissing me, my cock still deep inside him. Pretty soon, we passed out on the couch.

I soon woke up to the FBS guy struggling to put on his pants. “Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! How could this happen? I’m fucking married!” I was stunned. “What just happened?” I asked. “Dude, we just jerked each other off and you fucked the shit out of me!” He yelled. “I can’t believe I let you do this to me!”

“What do you mean ‘do this to me’? You’re the one who wanted to watch me use that thing! You are the one who started jerking ME off, AND you are the one who put my dick in that tight ass of yours!” He stopped getting dressed, and thought about it for a second as his eyes started to drift towards my now flaccid member.

“You- You’re right. What came over me? I’ve never done anything with a guy before.” I stood up and looked him in the eye. “Neither have I, man. I’m as straight as the next fella.” It was true. I’d never done anything like this before. Hell, I’d never even looked at another man that way before. The FBS guy finished getting dressed and started out the door.

“Wait!” I said, “You forgot this!” I grabbed his PDA and quickly signed it. That’s strange, it worked this time. “Let’s forget this ever happened, deal?” He asked. “Sure man, I don’t even want to remember anything about what just happened!” I said. He grabbed his equipment and ran out the door. As the door closed, I noticed a piece of paper on the coffee table. I picked it up and noticed it was one of those sticky notes they leave when nobody’s home to sign for the package. I turned it over to see he had written something: “Mathew 812-555-8989”

Chapter 2: A Little Later

I hopped out of the shower and toweled off. It was nice to get all of that sweat and jizz off of my body. I still couldn’t believe what happened just a few minutes ago.


The alarm on my phone went off. I ran into the bedroom and grabbed it. There was a note to myself to go to the store and get some new clothes for work. So I dressed, hopped in my car, and drove to the mall.

I entered the food court and looked at the directory. I wanted to get this out of the way and get home. I started heading for the closest clothing store when I kept looking around me. I couldn’t help but feel everyone’s eyes were on me. I passed a group of guys standing by the escalator and I could have sworn they were checking me out, but that was silly. It had to be my imagination.

I finally reached FESH, a trendy high-end store. It was a little out of my spending range, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to look. I started browsing through the clothes when the clerk came up to me. “Can I help you, my lovely?” he asked. “Excuse me?!” I said, a little off put. “Oh, don’t worry about Mellos! He’s just so excited when he gets a customer and forgets himself.” he said. “No, it’s no problem. I’ve just been having a really strange day. I- I’m trying to find something for work. His hand grabbed my shoulder, and pulled me towards the back of the store. “Say no more! Let Mellos do his magic!”

Mellos brought me into the back room. There was a stand in the corner by three mirrors. He took me over to the stand and had me get on top. “We are going to fit you for a suit that will show them how important you are!” I tried to leave, but he stopped me. “I don’t know if I can afford this!” I said. “Not to worry, girlfriend! Once you see Mellos’s work, you won’t be able to say ‘no’ or you don’t have to buy anything!” I stopped. “I guessed it wouldn’t hurt to see what you can do.” I said. “Now. Strip down to your underwear so Mellos can take your measurements.” I took off my shirt first, then my pants. “Woah, buddy!” Mellos’s accent was strangely missing. “You should have told me you didn’t have any underwear on!” I looked down to see he was right. “Sorry, I must have been in a hurry when I left my apartment!” I tried to apologize. “Seriously guy, pull your pants back up! This whole Mellos thing’s just an act, I don’t want to stare… at… your… dick…” he trailed off. I looked down to see my dick rising to full attention.

“Shit! I’m sorry dude!” I said. “I can’t believe this! It must be nerves or something!” I started to realize that I wasn’t doing anything to cover up, despite protesting my innocence. “I’m sorry for staring, but that’s gotta be one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen! Much bigger than anybody on my team!” he said as he grabbed my cock in wonderment. “Uh- Team?” I asked. “Yeah, I play college ball. I’m a Tight End.” He kept playing with my dick as if it was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. “Mellos! Wait!” I tried to get him to stop. “It’s Steve. Mellos is just an act, and not even a good one.” He started stroking my cock. “Whu-why do you do it then?” I asked. “People tend to think you know more about fashion if they think you’re gay.” he said as his mouth engulfed my throbbing member.

Unfortunately, I lost my balance because of Steve’s manipulation and we both fell to the ground. Steve’s mouth never left my dick. He just continued to suckle it like there was no tomorrow. After a few minutes, I erupted in Steve’s mouth. He licked his lips as he swallowed the whole load. “Oh, God! Not again!” I said as Steve planted a huge kiss on me, making me taste my own cum.

We stood up and Steve’s eyes went straight back to my dick. “It’s still hard!” he exclaimed. Grabbing me by the cock, he lead me over to a couch they must use for people who wait for others getting fitted and sat me down. “I’ve never had a customer leave here unsatisfied!” he teased. He stood back and started dancing to the music playing on the store’s loud speakers. He slowly took off his shirt and tossed it to the ground. He spun around and unbuckled his pants. He yanked his belt out of the loops and dropped it to the ground. “Oops!” He slowly bent over as his pants dropped to the ground. Steve stood back up and kicked his pants to the corner of the room. “Boom boom, waaah!” I could see his growing member through is tighty-whiteys as he gyrated his hips to the music. He slowly pulled down his underwear and tossed them on my head. As I removed them, Steve started moving his ass over my cock, moving those tight mounds over it. “Dude! You weren’t kidding!” I said, slapping his ass. “You definitely are a Tight End!” Steve smiled mischievously as he stood back up.

“I have to be honest,” he said as he dangled his cock in the air, continuing his dancing. “I’ve never been with a man before. I can’t believe I’m even doing this!” I started to have a moment of clarity. “Wait a minute! We need to stop this!” Steve took my cock in his mouth again. “Ughnn!” I moaned. “Wait!” I said pulling him off of my moist dick. He looked at me with puppy-dog eyes, like he did something wrong. “I, uh… you… that is…” Something was happening inside me, I couldn’t control myself. “If this is you’re first time, allow me to show you how good that feels.” I said as I grabbed his cock. I laid him down on the couch and crawled over his sweaty body. I put my face over his cock as I maneuvered into a 69 position. “This way we both get to feel good!” I said as we took each other’s members into our mouths. As I bobbed my head in unison with Steve’s, it slowly dawned on me that this was the first cock I had ever put in my mouth. I started exploring the contours of his dick with my tongue. I noticed how smooth it felt in my mouth. He was circumcised, just like me. For some reason, I felt a little proud of that fact.

Steve stopped moving and started to clinch up. He unloaded his cum into my mouth with fury. I could tell he was having a huge orgas- WOAH! I unloaded in Steve’s mouth. Steve pulled my dick out of his mouth. “You weren’t kidding! That was fucking great!” We sat up, sweat streaming down our bodies despite the frigid AC. We started to kiss; our cum mixing together. All of a sudden, there was a scream. We both looked at the front door and saw the store manager with a look of terror on her face. Steve and I quickly grabbed our clothes and got dressed. “Get the fuck out of my store, you sick fucks!” The manager took a swing at us. “You are so fired, Steve!” We ran out of the store and down the hallway. We ducked into a hallway, and tried to catch our breath.

“What just happened?” Steve asked. “I dunno, man. This is the second time today I had sex with a man I didn’t know.” I said. “It’s freaking me out because I’m not gay!” Steve took a moment to think. “Neither am I, but for some reason, I’m not upset.” He pulled me close and kissed me deeply with his tongue. “I’d like to do it again sometime.” he said as his hand went into my pocket. “Call me.” As Steve walked away, I reached in my pocket to find a slip of paper with his name and number on it. What the hell is happening to me?!?

Chapter 3: Back Home

I arrived back home and quickly locked my door. “I have to figure out what is happening to me!” I said as I entered my living room. The room still smelled of sweat and cum from earlier. “Look at this mess!” I said. “What am I gunna do?” I heard a door open and turned to see my roommate, Chris, walking out. “Duuude! What happened here? Did you and Lisa get back together?” He asked, pointing around the room. “N-no. It was a delivery-” He interrupted, he always does that. “Dude! You fucked a delivery girl! Sweet!” “Um, yeah. I couldn’t believe it, myself.” I said placing down my merchandise bags on the couch.

“I guess I can’t be mad with you about the mess then.” Chris said as he sat down on the couch. He started pulling out the clothes from the bags and studying them. “If you’d have gotten back with that bitch, I was going to kill you.” He tossed the clothes in a pile in the corner, and turned his attention back to me. “So, tell me all about it, man! I want details!” I sat down on the love seat across from Chris, and tried to lie to my close friend. “Well, she was delivering something when she came in and I mentioned Lisa.” I started. “Don’t tell me you told her about your EX! That never works!” I shifted in my seat. “Well, she commented on how sad I looked, or something.” Chris sat back in the couch and smiled. “Ah, I get it. Playing on her nurturing nature! Go on!” I gulped; I couldn’t believe I was making this shit up. “Well, as she brought the package in, the box fell open and uh… something fell out.” Chris interrupted again, “You mean this?” He said holding the Discrete Pussy I got in the mail. “I’ve gotta say, this thing is great! I used it while you were out!” Oh shit! I forgot to hide that thing! “Uh, yeah… Well she asked me to show her how it works, and one thing lead to another…” Chris had a funny look on his face. “And?” he said, rubbing his hand over his body. Again, my senses left me as I moved closer to him on the couch.

“Maybe it would be easier to just show you.” I said as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. To my surprise, he didn’t fight back. Instead, he just kissed me back, moaning into my mouth. I stripped off his shirt and kissed his chest. “Oh dude, this is so hot!” He said, gasping for breath. As I kissed my way down to his pants, he stopped me. “Not here. Let’s go to my room.”

Chris took me into his room and we started to undress. I couldn’t help myself. I was so turned on that it didn’t even bother me that I was making out with one of my oldest friends. Chris pushed me down on the bed, and grabbed my pants. He teasingly pulled the zipper down with his teeth and released my cock. “It’s so big!” He said as he started licking it up and down. “And it smells so good!”

I leaned back on the bed, enjoying the blowjob I was receiving from the third man today when all of a sudden: Chris went lower. I looked up, startled as I felt Chris’ tongue on my asshole. “Dude! That’s siiiiick!” I said as a wave of pleasure shot up my body. Chris just kept at it, though. And I sure didn’t stop him. Chris started stroking my cock with one hand, and playing with my hole with the other. I was taken aback when he started laughing. “What’s so funny?” I asked. “I have a confession to make.” Chris said as he inserted a finger into my ass. “OOOOWWW! FUCK!” I screamed at the intrusion.

“I knew you were lying to me out there.” I looked up in a mixture of shock and pleasure as his finger hit my prostate. “When I got home, I tripped on the DVDs and fell over the couch. And as I looked around me, I saw the mess.” He spit into his hand and mixed it with the precum he got from the tip of my dick. “At first, I was pissed, but I noticed I was sitting in something wet.” He started rubbing the mixture of lubricants on his dick as he stood up. “And then I realized it was cum.” I gasped as he entered me with his cock. “I know what girl cum smells like, Timmy. And there was no way you made that kind of mess by yourself.” Chris grunted, as he started moving back and forth.

“At first, I was confused. ‘Why would you have sex with a dude?’ I know you’re straight. As straight as me.” I chuckled at the irony of his comment at that moment. “And then something happened. As I sat up, I got curious.” Chris started stroking my cock again. “I- I tasted the cum.” As he stroked my cock and rammed my ass, I started shaking. “When I realized what I’d done, I started to freak out, but then I stopped.” I could feel Chris’ dick inside me, hitting me in just the right spot. Oh my God, was I feeling good. “I wanted more. So I picked up the Pussy and started licking the cum out of it.” I couldn’t say anything. I was feeling too good. “Then I wondered how it would feel on my own cock, so I took it to my room to try it out.” he said as he leaned in and kissed me. “And that’s when you came hOOME!” Chris released his load deep into my ass. “Oh God! AH!” I soon released my own load onto my chest and passed out.

Chapter 4: Wake Up

I woke suddenly in my own bed. I looked around me, but Chris wasn’t in the room with me. I went into the living room and looked around. There was no sign of what I did with Chris or Mathew. Was it all a dream? If it was, it was so vivid. But if it did happen, wouldn’t I feel sore? BAH! I hopped into the shower.

About an hour later, I pulled up to Ghuy’s Gym. I got out of my car and headed inside. I looked around and noticed how busy it was for a Wednesday. “What’s the deal, Todd?” I asked the receptionist. “I don’t know, but the entire college football team is in there.” he said. “The football team? Don’t they have a gym of their own?” I asked sarcastically. “Yeah, but I think it’s closed because of a gas leak or something.” I hated it when guys from the college teams used our gym. They never toweled down the machines when they finished using them, and they used the machines well past the time limit, so you had to wait forever to use them. I went to the locker room and changed into my workout clothes. I figured I’d try to get in some kind of workout. Sure enough, every machine was being used. I walked over to one of the weight machines in the corner and noticed a guy working out alone. “Hey man, how much longer do you have?” I asked. “Huh?” he looked up from his reps. “Oh sorry, but I just started.” Why wasn’t I surprised?

As I started to try another machine, he called out to me. “If you’re willing to spot me, I’d be willing to trade off.” he said. “Alright. I guess that’s better than waiting for a machine to open up. I walked back over and stood behind the barbell. “I’m Gary.” he said. “Tim.”

He started back up on his reps. I watched him as the barbell went up and down. I admired how fit he was. I watched as his muscles flexed with every movement, and pretty soon, my eyes started shifting to his groin. “WOAH! Better not let him catch me doing that!” I thought to myself. “Why was I looking there in the first place?” Before I could think of an answer, Gary hopped up from the bench. “Your turn, mate.”

As I got into position, I noticed Gary was standing really close to my head. I was going to ask him to back up a bit, but I didn’t want to be rude. After all, he was letting me use the equipment, right? As he helped me get the barbell into position, his crotch hit the top of my head. Okay, he’d better not make a habit out of that, or I was going to have to say something. As I started my reps, I noticed a strange smell. It was a strong odor, not gross, but rather manly. “Woops! Eye on the prize, buddy. You don’t want to slip up.” Gary said, stopping the barbell from slipping. “That was close.” I thought, “I’d better pay attention to the weights, and not that… intoxicating… smell.”

I brought the barbell up and down, but I kept having trouble concentrating. “First time lifting?” Gary said as he kept grabbing the bar before I could hurt myself. “Yeah… First time.” I lied. Every time he grabbed the bar, Gary’s junk kept hitting me on the head. That’s when it dawned on me. The smell was coming from Gary. “Hey mate, you wanna stop? Take a break?”

“No. I’m fine.” I said as I looked up at him. “My mind’s somewhere else.” There was a noticeable tent growing in his shorts. “You seem to be a bit distracted yourself.”

Gary leaned closer to me, his crotch getting closer to my face. “If you spot me, I’ll spot you.” he said, rubbing his member on my face. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but we were enough out of the way that nobody could notice us. Gary pulled his hardening dick through the leg of his shorts. I took a whiff of his dick as I started licking it. It tasted of sweat from Gary’s workout. “Damn, you’re good at this.” he said as he leaned in and started fucking my face. I started moaning in approval as he entered my watering mouth. Then it hit me. What was I doing? “It’s just like my dream,” I thought, “Why am I sucking this guy’s dick?” I took his cock out of my mouth and was about to get up and run away when I felt another mouth on my own member. I looked down and to my surprise; it was Steve from the mall.

“Hey man!” he said jerking me off. “Fancy meeting you here!” Panic set in as I realized that I hadn’t been dreaming. “I thought I saw you here. I’ve been wanting to finish what we started so bad.” He returned to sucking my cock. I couldn’t believe this was happening again. As the pleasure Steve was giving me washed over, I lay back down and continued servicing Gary. “Dude, this is so hot!” he said, thrusting his cock down my throat. I started wondering why this was happening, but the pleasure took over and I explored his dick with my tongue.

“I think we left off here!” I looked down and Steve pulled down his shorts. “You want to get caught?!” I exclaimed. But Steve just ignored me and lowered himself on top of me. He slowly gyrated his sweet tight end over my throbbing cock. “Heh-heh! You like being teased, don’t you?” he asked. Gary dropped down to his knees and grabbed my dick. “C’mon, Steve. Stop teasing! Can’t you see you’re driving him wild?” He guided my dick into Steve’s hole, and then started blowing him. I couldn’t believe how good I was feeling at that moment. It didn’t even dawn on me that we were getting louder.

We got into a rhythm, Scott took me deeper into his ass when he moved down, and Gary took Steve’s cock deeper into his mouth when he moved up. I rubbed Steve’s ass as he moved. God was this hot! “That’s it! Pound him harder!” I heard someone yell. “That’s so fucking hot!” I looked to my left to see the whole gym was watching us. “Shit! We’ve been caught!” I yelled, trying to get Steve off of me to no avail. “Who cares?” Gary asked, “They don’t seem to mind!” That’s when I noticed that all of the other men were indeed enjoying the show we were putting on. Everyone had stripped naked and were stroking their cocks wildly.

Steve erupted into Gary’s mouth. “Oh my God, that was awesome!” he said as he removed my cock from his ass. Steve then grabbed something from his bag; it was a bottle of massage oil. He poured it onto my shaft and started lubing me up. “You have to try this Gary!” he said. Gary grabbed me by the hand and stood me up. “Okay, but I want him to enter me from behind, like this.” Gary bent over the barbells and guided my cock to his hole. The oil made it easy to enter him. As I thrust my cock into his hot ass, I felt a hand on mine. I looked back to see another guy from the group licking his lips.

“You don’t mind if I join in, do you? This is too hot to just stand by and watch.” the man said. “Sure thing, John!” Gary said. “Tim won’t mind!” John shoved his tongue down my throat. “You’re lucky, man. Every girl on campus is after the star quarterback.” Steve said. “Holy shit!” I said, “Don’t tell me that you’re all members of the football team?!?” Laughter filled the room as everyone realized I was the last one in on the situation.

Suddenly, Gary squirted a load all over the bench. He slid himself off of my cock and lay down on a workout mat. I was going to follow him over there, but somebody beat me to the punch. John, seeing my disappointment, grabbed my cock and guided me over to another machine. “Let’s try this one.” he laughed. He sat me down and leaned me back on the rest. His mouth found my cock and started sucking the ever-loving shit out of it. I mean, he was a man on a mission, and that mission was to suck my cock. I watched intently as saliva spilled out of his mouth. I was about to climax when John stopped sucking. “Why’d you stop?!?” I yelled. John just stared at me with a huge grin.

Meanwhile, every guy in the gym had lined up behind John and I suddenly knew why he stopped. Before I could react, John thrust his cock into my ass as two guys stood on either side of me, guiding my hands to their throbbing members. I started stroking the other two as John fucked my ass.

Something felt odd. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something was definitely wrong. I looked at the scene before me. The guys in line stroking the cocks of the others next to them. That’s when I noticed one guy who didn’t have a partner. All of a sudden, I thought I’d realized what was wrong and motioned to him to come join us.

He stood there, trying to figure out where to join in as I motioned to my cock. John stopped long enough for the guy to straddle me. As he lowered himself on me, John resumed his fucking. It was a sight to behold. Four guys at one time! I had never had more than one sexual partner at a time, and here I was with FOUR!

A couple of hours later, I had my turn with every man in the gym. As I showered of the sweat and spunk, a couple of the guys who hadn’t passed out in exhaustion helped me clean off. I couldn’t believe how many times I came in the past two days. I didn’t think I had it in me. I busted another load into the waiting mouths of the two cleaning me off and then left. I have to get to the bottom of this, but where do I start?

Chapter 5: Check Up

I got into Dr. Eckert’s office at 12:30 the next day. I’ve never been to a shrink before, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt. I really wanted to find out what was going on with me. Maybe it was psychological stress or something. “OOOOOHHH GAWWD!” I jerked up at the sound coming from the office. I was ready to high tail it out of there when the secretary spoke up. “Don’t worry about the noise. Dr. Eckert’s sessions get pretty intense, but he’s the best at what he does.” I sat back down. “Oh.” I said.

The door to the doctor’s office opened and the fattest lady I’ve ever seen walked out. She was blowing her nose into some tissues and trying to stop crying. “Okay Mrs. Henderson, same time next week.” Dr Eckert said from the other room. “Whauah ahh wuaaa!” The fat lady replied (I think she was thanking him, but I wouldn’t bet money on it). “Karen! Send in the next one!”

I entered the doctor’s office and looked around. It was a fairly classy looking room. Diplomas covered the wall from some of the best colleges. Eckert sat behind a mahogany desk. He looked rather young to be a doctor. I’d say he had to be at least in his late 20s like me. “Have a seat, Tim.” He said to me. I sat down on one of those psychoanalytic couches you see in the movies. “It’s okay, you can lay down.” So, I did.

“So Tim, what brings you to here today?” Eckert asked. “Well,” I said, “I know it’s going to sound weird, but something strange has been happening to me in the past couple of days.” I was getting really nervous. This guy was going to have me committed after today. “What do you mean by strange?” he asked. “Um, you might not believe me, but…” This was it. All or nothing. “Well, I’ve found myself in some strange situations where I’m with other men… and we’re normally straight as an arrow, but… for some reason, we end up having sex together.”

“Go on.”

“I don’t get it, Doc. I’m not gay. I’ve never been with a man before. In fact, I’ve never even had a gay thought in my life.” I said.


“The first time, it was with a delivery guy, then it was with some dude at the mall, then my roommate, and then…”

“And then?”

“About 20 guys at from the football team at the gym.”

“How did that make you feel?”

“At the time, really good. But afterwards, I was confused. I mean, I just let these strange men have their way with me.”

“20 men? What was that like?”

“It wasn’t all 20 at first. It started with one guy who was spotting me. The way he was standing above me, I couldn’t help but look at his package.”


“And I didn’t just look at it. I studied it. The contour of it through his shorts as it started to rise in front of me.”

“Go on.”

“It started to get me aroused, and he noticed. So, he pulled his dick out, I gave him a blow job, and before I knew it, everyone in the gym had joined in.”

“They all joined in? What did they do?”

“Some blew me, some let me blow them, but before the day was over, I fucked every… last… one of them.” Shit! I was starting to get hard again, thinking about yesterday.

“Every one of them?!? How’d you last so long?” I could hear the doctor’s voice waver a little.

“I told you, you wouldn’t believe me, but my stamina has also gone up.”

“Well, I guess you’re going to have to show me then.” I sat straight up and turned towards the doctor. He was sitting in his chair, his clothes stripped off, hand on his member jerking it feverishly.

“I can’t do this doctor! This is how it starts!” Eckert looked at me with lust in his eyes. “Either I or the guy I’m with get aroused then neither one of us can stop ourselves.” I walked closer to him. “Like right now, all I want to do is come over here to you, get down on my knees like this, and >Golmph<” I couldn’t finish my sentence as the good doctor’s cock went down my throat. “Sounds pretty, ungh, bad. I can’t imagine the, oh yeah, how hard it must have been… OH! Right there!” The Doc was enjoying this.

I looked up from the blow job. “You have to stop this, Doc. You have to help me!” He stood up and pulled me to my feet. “Don’t worry, I’m a professional.” He laid his tongue deep into my mouth. “Back on the couch!” He led me back to the couch and had me bend over the shoulder. “Something really stressful must have set this off. Anything happen to you before you started having sex with all those sweaty men?” The Doc grabbed some hand lotion from his desk and started lubing up my asshole. “Ungh! Well, my girlfriend of two years broke up with me last week.” I said as the Doc started rubbing the lube inside my ass with his fingers. “Very interesting. Maybe this is your way of dealing with it then?” I felt the tip of his dick around my hole. “N-no! Drinking was my way of dealing with it, OH GOD!” The doctor was bigger than I thought. “Now that I think of it, umm, my buddy Scott and I was out drinking the night before this started. Harder! And I saw her with another guy at the bar we were at. I think I got into a fight with him, but the rest of the night is blank!” He thrusted his cock in and out of my ass. I felt his hand reach around and start stroking me. “Maybe something happened between the guy and you, but you’re blocking it out because you don’t want to admit that you love getting rammed in the ass?”

“Oh God, yes! I mean, no! I’m pretty sure nothing happened!” I said. “Well-” The Doc started to talk, but I leaned back into him, interrupting his train of thought. “Fuck it!” The Doc tensed up and filled my ass with his load. He slumped off of me and onto his back. I stood up and made my way around him. I grabbed some of the lotion and lubed up my dick. I teased him with the tip. I massaged the lube in with it, stuck the tip in, and then pulled it out.

“You’re driving me crazy!” I smiled as I entered him slowly. “Uhhhhnn!” I moved in as slow as I could stand it until I was all the way in. “What do ya think Doc? How does this make you feel?” We both laughed a little. I started moving again. “You sure are tight, doc. Tightest I’ve had yet!” I leaned in and kissed the Doc as I stepped up my rhythm. “Oh God! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” The Doc writhed around below me, the movement making his muscles tighten even more around my cock.

“Wait!” I yelled, “We have to stop this!”

“Oh yeah? You really want to stop?” he said as he took turn stopping and squeezing my dick with his ass. “Uhhnnngh… Yes! We have to…” Before I knew it, I was filling his ass with cum and slumping down on top of him.

“Well Doc,” I said a few minutes later. “Thanks for the help.” We walked out of his office together. I noticed another patient in the waiting room, he looked scared. “Don’t worry,” I said to him, “The Doc’s sessions are a little intense, but he’s the best at what he does.”

Chapter 6: Back Track

I went back to the bar I told Doc Eckert about in hopes of finding some answers. I looked around the bar to see if I could find Scott, but he wasn’t there. For some reason, I couldn’t find his phone number, and I felt my best bet to talk to him would be here at High Bar. “What’ll it be?” the bar tender asked. “Water. I’m, uh, meeting somebody here.” She poured me a glass of water and went to another customer.

A few hours went by when I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. I turned around and saw Lisa walking in with the guy from the other night. This guy was huge! I didn’t remember him being so damn big! The guy must be a weight-lifting model or something. I went over to the table they sat down at. “What the fuck, Tim?” Lisa yelled. “Didn’t you get enough of a beating last time?”

“Shut up, Lisa. I just wanted to ask you a question.” I said.

“Well, the answer is the same as last time, ‘No fucking way am I coming back to you!’”

“I don’t care about that! I just want to know what happened the other night. I think I drank too much, and I don’t remember anything after we talked.”

She started to laugh. “You’re serious?” I nodded my head. “Okay, not much to remember. After Brett kicked your ass, you probably went back to the bar and started drinking some more. That’s all I know because we left after the fight.”

“That, was it? Nothing else happened?” I asked. “Well, there was one thing.” she said. “I fucked the shit out of Brett!” I looked at Lisa in the eyes and it dawned on me, “What did I ever see in you? I’ve been nothing but nice to you, and you just treated me like shit.” I looked over to Brett as I started walking away. “Good luck, man. I hope she’s worth it.”

I hit the restroom before I left. When I went to wash my hands, I noticed the paper towel dispenser was out, so I went into the handicap stall. As I splashed water on my face, the restroom door opened up. I started drying my face off as the door to the stall opened. “Dude! Somebody in here!” I said as I looked up to see Brett locking the stall door behind him. “Shit, man! I don’t want trouble!”

“I’m sorry.” he said. “What?” I did not expect this. “The other night. I didn’t want to fight you, but you wouldn’t leave us alone, and Lisa, well… She wouldn’t stop yelling at me to do something about it.” I was shocked; I didn’t know what to say. His hand came up to the side of my head and he started stroking my hair. “Whu- What are you…?” I asked, too scared to move. “I want to make it up to you.” He knelt down and unzipped my pants. His tongue licked at the bulge in my boxers as he pulled them down. I was shocked to see him giving my cock little kisses up and down the shaft. He put my dick in his mouth and started sucking. Suddenly, the door to the restroom opened up and someone tried to open the stall. We both froze while we waited for the other guy to leave, but Brett’s tongue kept moving. I looked at him like, “What are you doing?” and he looked at me as if to say, “Nothing, just enjoying the moment.” It felt like forever, waiting for the other man to leave. I tried to hide my moaning with some coughing, but it didn’t work very well.

When the other guy left the restroom, Brett stood up. “We can’t do this here. Would you like to come back to my place?” he said as he kept stroking my dick. I just nodded my head and pulled up my pants. “I’ll leave first. Give it a couple of minutes, then meet me at my car in the parking lot.”

A few minutes later, we were both standing at Brett’s car. “What about Lisa?” I asked. “Man, fuck Lisa.” he said with a straight face as we got in the car and drove off. I tried not to stare at Brett as he drove. “What just happened? Why am I in his car going to his house? Is he setting me up?”

We pulled up to a really nice house. I had to admit; I didn’t expect Brett to be living somewhere this nice. We got out of the car and headed inside. As we entered the front door, his lights came on automatically. “Woah, that’s fucking awesome!” I couldn’t help but say. “Yeah, this place has the best shit money can buy. I get it from my modeling job.” I fucking knew it! Brett kissed me passionately as he unbuttoned my pants. We both stripped as we made out. “Follow me.” Brett said, pulling me by the cock. We entered his bedroom. It was huge, mirrors on the fucking ceiling, deluxe bed in the middle of the room, and a surround sound system on all sides of us. He motioned to me to sit on the bed as he turned on his sound system and turned down the lights. Then Brett went to his dresser, lit some candles and pulled something out of one of the drawers.

“Lay on your chest.” he said. I lay down and felt something cold hit my back. “Ah!” I gasped. “It’s okay, it’s massage oil.” Brett’s hands forced me back down, and started massaging the oil into my skin. “Oh man! That feels good!” I said. His fingers moved up and down every muscle on my back. I was in heaven. He started moving slowly down my back as he made his way towards my ass. He started rubbing my ass cheeks as I started moaning. “Roll over.” I rolled over and another dollop of oil landed on my chest, startling me again, even though I was ready for it this time. Brett started rubbing it in as he leaned in and started kissing me on the neck. I felt his hands explore every inch of me before he ended up on my cock. I listened to the oil slosh in-between his hands and my dick. It was almost like music.

I watched Brett as he paid the utmost attention to my body. He made it his mission to make me feel good. “You must really feel bad, man.” He looked up at me and smiled. “Your turn.” He said as he lay down next to me. I grabbed the oil and started exploring Brett’s muscles. Man, was he ripped. I repeated what Brett did to me; only I used my body to help since I was still oily. As I slid up his back, my dick slipped in between his ass cheeks. Brett started moaning underneath me as I moved my cock back and forth. Brett leaned back and started kissing me as I entered him from behind. Thanks to the oil, I slipped right in. I noticed that there was something different with Brett. As I fucked his ass, it wasn’t like it was before the other men. I… I loved him at that moment. I didn’t want this moment to stop. Unfortunately…

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!?” We looked up to see Lisa, with a terrified look on her face, standing at the bedroom door. “Brett? Honey? What’s going on?” I started to get off of Brett, but he had different plans. “It’s exactly what it looks like, Lisa.” he said as he pushed his ass backwards making me enter him again. I half expected Lisa to turn into Super Bitch again, but she just looked at us with tears in her eyes. “Tim, how could you do this to me?” I thrust into Brett a couple of more times. “I’m not doing anything to you, but I am fucking the shit out of Brett here!” We both started laughing to spite ourselves as Lisa ran out of the house. Just then we both shot huge loads, me into Brett, Brett into his bed sheets.

I rolled off of Brett and he went back to his dresser and pulled something out. He wouldn’t let me see it until he returned to him, but Brett was holding a Discrete Pussy, similar to mine, only this one had an ass on the end. I lay back as he inserted my still throbbing member into it. He teased me with it, moving it slowly at first, then quick and hard. This one was ribbed, and it felt so much better than the one I had. As he masturbated me, I reached over and started stroking him back to full mast. This went on for a few minutes until I unleashed my sperm into the Pussy. Brett’s dick pulsated as I explored it with my hand. I had to have it inside me.

I released his member, much to his chagrin, and rolled over. I lifted my ass in the air and spread my cheeks. Brett got the hint and started lubing up my hole with the oil. “Are you ready?” he asked. I just moaned back at him. He started rubbing the head of his cock against the entrance to my ass, pushing the head in, then removing it just as quickly. “God! Stop teasing me like that! I want it in me!” I yelled. “Whatever you say, dude.” Brett shoved his cock into me at full force. “AHHHHHHHHHH!” After letting my ass get used to the intruder, he started moving in and out. Brett kissed me from behind and grunted as he fucked me. I felt so full; he was hitting every pleasure spot in me. I felt his hand reach around and grab my dick. I started to tense up as another orgasm hit me. I exploded into Brett’s hand, covering it in semen. Brett only thrusted into me a couple of more times before he came inside me. We panted as we tried to catch our breath. Brett held me close to him, his dick still inside me. The next thing I know, everything went black.

Chapter 7: Waitaminute!

When I awoke, I was surprised to find myself in my own apartment. I looked around my living room as I tried to get my bearings. The DVD player was at the menu for Gayme Day Fuck: TS Edition. “What just happened?” I said, half expecting someone to answer. I tried sitting up, but noticed my ass hurting. I looked down to see my dick inside the Discrete Pussy and a dildo up my ass. I let out an uncomfortable moan as I pulled out the fake cock. I didn’t understand what was going on. Did I just go crazy?

“No Tim, you didn’t go crazy.” I spun around to see Scott standing behind me. “Scott?!? What the fuck’s going on?” I yelled.

“Just something that you needed.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Don’t you remember what happened last night?”

“N-no. The last thing I remember is getting fucked by the guy who beat me up the other night and passing out in his bed.”

“Well, you’re only sort-of-right.”

“What do you mean ‘sort-of-right’?” I yelled, “Do you know what’s going on, Scott?!”

“You must have been pretty wasted, Tim. Maybe you should tell me what happened last ni- the night Brett beat you up.”

“I remember you and I drinking and him and Lisa walking into the bar, then some yelling, and Brett punching me, then waking up here.”

“HA!” Scott was starting to piss me off. “You’re almost there, but you are off on some of the facts.” he said.

“Quick fucking around and tell me then!”

“Think hard, Tim. We weren’t drinking together. You were alone when you saw Lisa and Brett walk in and started cussing her out.”

“No! I remember you being there! Why would I remember you being at the bar if you weren’t?”

“I was there, at the bar that is, but I wasn’t with you. Think Tim. Think hard.”

I tried to remember what happened when it started slowly coming back. “Wait, you were the one who helped me up after Brett and Lisa left, right?”

“Right. Do you remember what you said to me?”

“I… I think I said: ‘How can that bitch move on so fast?’”

“Then what did you say?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said something right after that…”

“I said… um… That I wished I could move on like she did and get over her like she got over me, or something to that effect.”

“That’s right. ‘Something to that effect.’” he chuckled at my expense.

I just looked back at him, not understanding what was so funny. “Think about it, Tim. I’m a genie. You made a wish, and I granted it to you.” I didn’t quite understand. “If you’re a genie, then why have I known you for… um…” I couldn’t remember how long I knew Scott, but I was pretty sure he was an old friend. “Can’t quite remember, can you?” He knew I couldn’t.

“We met last night, Tim. I am a very special type of genie. I can sense a broken heart and have the power to mend it.” I looked at him in disbelief. “Everything that you think happened after Brett beat you up, was all a part of the wish you made. You wanted to know how Lisa got over you so quickly? Well, frankly, she fucked a bunch of dudes until she met Brett.” He could see I still couldn’t fully understand. “The delivery you got this morning? That was the catalyst. Once you started using the Discreet Pussy, your wish started. When it was over, you were here.”

“You mean that was all fake? I didn’t have sex with all those men?”

“Not exactly, that’s a bit of a grey area since magic’s involved. It was sort of like living in an alternate reality. I can’t make you do something you don’t want to do; I can only show it to you and let you make a decision.”

“What kind of decision?” I asked.

“You can decide to go back to your life the way it was, with this new perspective on things, or you can go back into the other reality and live there.” I was dumbfounded.

“You mean, I have to choose from living my life the way it was before you and I met, or being with Brett?”

“I believe that’s what I said, Tim. Except, you’d remember what happened. You’ll be over what’s-her-name.” I was torn. Sure, my life wasn’t great, but that world wasn’t me. I wasn’t gay, but the things I felt when Brett and I had sex… There was something special I felt. I didn’t know what to say.

“I don’t want to put any pressure on you Tim, but you need to make your decision soon. Your roommate is about to come through that door with a group of his buddies from work. If you want to stay here, I’ll clean you up so he’ll never know you did this. Otherwise…”

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