Two-Step Cowboy Dances Disco Ch. 01

Two-Step Cowboy Dances Disco, Ch. 1

David has first time, gay sex with two men, Chad, and Troy.

Down and out after losing my job, out of money, and without a car, no longer able to afford the rent for my apartment, I found myself living in Austin, Texas with my gay, younger brother, Daniel. Not an ideal situation, embarrassed that I needed to move in with my brother but, hopefully, a temporary one.

As soon as I find a job, I'll move into my own place and buy some new furniture. With Texas so big and everything far away, unlike Boston where I could walk or take the public transportation to everything, I'll need to buy a car, too. For now, living with my brother will have to do. Thank God, with him a lifesaver, at least I had somewhere to go and a place to stay.

I love my brother. He's my best friend and we've always been very close. It doesn't matter to me that he's gay as long as he's careful and stays safe. Thank God AIDs is no longer the crisis that it was but it's still a threat.

Daniel has always been into men in the way that I've always been into women. He had a rough time of it in high school. It's not easy being gay when living in Texas. Better that he stayed in Boston, but he made a choice to live with his father instead of his mother. Never having admitted it to anyone, I've always been a little bit, bi-curious.

Not that I'd have gay sex with a man but, especially when watching porn movies, I stare as men's naked penises as much as I stare at women's naked breasts. Not that I'm sexually attracted to penises, I'm not. I'm just curious about the size and the shapes of men's erect, naked pricks. Admittedly, now that I sometimes think about cocks, perhaps, the gay gene runs in the family. Perhaps, I'm a latent homosexual.

Again, not that I'm gay but it was then that I wondered how common it was to have brothers or identical twins who were both gay. Yet, something I'd never do, if a man gave me oral sex, I wouldn't feel obligated to return the sexual favor and give him oral sex, too. Unless I was in prison and forced to sexually service another man, I'd never blow a man. Gross. That's so gross to me just to imagine sucking a man's prick and allowing him to cum in my mouth. I'd never do that.

Nevertheless, not that I'd want a man to suck my cock, but I always wondered how different it would feel for a man to blow me instead of a woman blowing me. I wondered if a man blowing another man was more sexually exciting than a woman blowing a man. I figured that another man would know what more a man wanted than a woman would. With many women who don't suck cock and if they did suck cock, they may not allow a man to cum in her mouth. I imagined a man would give a better blowjob than a woman.

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I imagined the same thing applied to lesbian sex. I figured that a woman eating another woman would give a woman better oral sex than would a man. Instead of not knowing what to do and haphazardly licking her and incorrectly fingering her, women would inherently know how to lick and finger a woman. I'd be the first one to admit, I have no idea what I'm doing when eating a pussy. Perhaps, once I've had more experience giving women oral sex, I may enjoy that more than I do now.

Yet, the bottom line, as long as my brother is happy, I'm happy for him. No one should be alone. Everyone should have someone. Everyone needs someone in their lives and he's blessed with many friends, albeit gay friends. Unlike me, I've always been a loner. I can count the number of friends that I have on two fingers, my brother and me.

Grateful that he took me in, hoping that I didn't disrupt his homosexual lifestyle, he could have said no. Instead, as I hoped he would, he welcomed me, his big brother, with open arms. Yet, feeling depressed and feeling sorry for myself, things could have been worse. At least, I wasn't homeless. At least, I wasn't living on the streets and begging for spare change.

Thanks to my brother, at least, I had food to eat and water to drink. I had the basic necessities of life to help me soldier through this unemployment patch. I had a bed to sleep on, a shower to clean myself, and a toilet to use. What more do I want? What more do I really need?

Nevertheless, with me at my lowest point, only up from there, as soon as I found a job, I'd be better. As soon as I had money enough to rent my own place, buy some furniture, and buy a car, I could entertain women. Already having gone a long time without sex, as horny as I'm sexually frustrated, I needed to get laid. I can't remember the last time that I had a hand job or a blowjob.

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My accommodations aren't so bad. Certainly, they could have been better, but they could have been much worse. My brother lived in downtown Austin, Texas, a high crime area. Yet, I could have been living in a roach and mouse infested motel. I could have been in a housing project with single mothers with crying babies, men dealing dope in the halls, and shootings outside my front door.

Even though my brother's neighborhood is not the safest of neighborhoods, at least his house is nice. Once I close and lock his doors, because of his double paned windows, with the noise, gunfire, police, fire, and ambulance sirens not filtering in, the crime stays outside. I don't hear anything. It's peaceful compared to all of the shit that goes on outside.

Living with my brother, I have my own bedroom with an extra-long, twin bed, albeit a bed that feels too much like an army cot or a prison bed. With my kid brother working all day and gone all night with his homosexual friends to gay bars, he left me alone to do my own thing. Actually, with him seldom home, I feel as if I live alone. Then, when he's finally home to crash before leaving for work, with resume and references in hand, I'm already out of the house knocking on doors and looking for a job.

Not an unusual thing with him, when living the single life, sometimes gone for a day or two, while staying with friends, I never know when he'd return home or what the Hell he was doing. I imagined that he was having sex, lots of gay sex with lots of different men. I wondered why gay men had so many sexual partners.

Most straight men don't have as many sexual partners as gay men. Somehow, gay men can immediately tell another gay man. As soon as they give one another the eye, seemingly, they're on their knees sucking one another off.

Different from straight men, gay men can have sex with multiple partners in a single day. I've never had sex with two different women in a week, never mind having multiple, sexual partners in a single day. I'd be exhausted.

Moreover, I'd want to have more than just sex. I'd want to have a relationship. I'd want to fall in love. I'd never have sex with a woman in a bathroom or in a bus terminal in the way of Jon Voight did in the movie, Midnight Cowboy.

Yet, this living situation was ideal for the both of us. I cooked whenever he was home. I cleaned the house and did the laundry. I fed and changed the cat's pee and poop pad and watered his plants.

I babysat his house. In the meantime, I looked online for available job openings. He was free to do whatever he sexually wanted to do with a variety of men without worrying if his house was being burglarized while he was away overnight having sex with one of his friends.

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The first day that I was there, my brother introduced me to two of his friends, Chad, and Troy. Sounding too fabricated, no doubt, Chad and Troy weren't their real names but their gay names. Yet, they seemed friendly enough and not standoffish in the way that straight men are when meeting one another for the first time.

"Hi, pleased to meet you," I said shaking Chad's hand.

He was young, my age, about 25-years-old. He had dyed, blonde hair, and big, blue eyes. A good-looking man, he was about 5'9" tall and slim. If I didn't know that he was gay, I'd be trying to fix him up with my sister.

With me taller than my brother, Daniel, who was six feet, two inches tall, Chad gave me an approving eye while staring up at me and shaking my hand. Troy was about the same age and shorter than my brother and I, about 5'10" tall. He had black hair and brown eyes. He was as good-looking as his friend.

"Are you gay, too," asked Troy with a sexy laugh, no doubt, hoping that I was?

Not an odd question for a gay man to ask me as my brother was gay and Chad and Troy were clearly gay, too.

I returned his laugh with my laugh.

"No, I'm a straight as an arrow," I said with another laugh. "I love women, especially big, breasted women," I said holding my hands out in front of my chest. "I have a thing for tits, big tits, the bigger the better," I said with a laugh.

Troy shook my hand while staring down at my crotch. In the way that I talked to a big breasted woman's tits, he talked to the big bulge in my jeans. As matter of fact, in the way that I stared at women's nipples whenever they made their presence known through their blouses and bras, he continued staring down at the bulge my big dick made in my jeans.

"No matter if you're not gay," said Troy with a dirty laugh. "I'd blow you. I'd suck your cock. I'd allow you to cum in my mouth," he said while looking me over and giving me a sexy look. "I love turning, so called, straight men into gay men," he said with another dirty laugh.

Chad waved a limp, wristed hand.

"I'd suck your cock, too," said Chad. "I love turning straight men into gay men, too," he said laughing. "I'd love to fuck you in your ass," he said with a dirty laugh.

I made a face and shook my head.

"My ass is for outgoing only," I said with a little, nervous laugh. "Sorry but that backdoor is closed and locked for anything incoming."

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Uncomfortably embarrassed that they both offered to blow me, I couldn't believe that Chad wanted to fuck me in my ass. After having just met them, I said something that, perhaps, I shouldn't have said. Wishing that I could take it back, I wished that I hadn't said what I said.

"To be honest, I'm not gay. I'm not even bi-curious," I said with a pause as if rethinking what I was about to say but I said it anyway. "Yet, for some odd reason, I've always had a fascination with cocks," I said with a nervous, little laugh.

Unsure why I told them that I had a fascination with cocks, I suddenly felt embarrassed. Perhaps, a slip of my tongue, I looked from Chad to look at Troy before looking at my brother, Daniel. Then, while trying to talk my way out of it, I made matters worse.

"Every time I watch a porn film, I stare at men's naked pricks as much as I stare at women's naked breasts," I said with a dirty laugh while looking from Chad to look at Troy again. "In the way that most men want to see women with big breasts, men, even straight men, want to see men with big dicks."

I paused while waiting for Chad, Troy, or my brother to respond. When they didn't, I continued making a fool of myself. I said more that, not my intended meaning, no doubt, they took the wrong way.

"Who wants to see a man with a tiny prick in a porn film," I asked with a laugh? "Men want to see giant dongs when watching men fucking and being sucked in a porn movie," I said as if I was a gay man. "You don't have to be gay to want to watch a man with a big dick fuck a woman with big tits."

Chad gave me a sexy smile.

"I'd be happy to show you my cock if you show me your cock," he said with a dirty laugh.

Troy looked at Chad and laughed.

"You little whore," said Troy with a laugh while turning to me. "I'd be happy to show you my cock, too, if you show me your cock."

Chad returned Troy's laugh with his laugh.

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"Actually, there are so many different sizes of male members from small penises to smaller than average pricks to average dicks to bigger cocks and finally to huge dongs," said Chad. "Then, not stopping with just size, many erect penises have unique curves with most curving up, some curving down, and even some curving to the side," he said with another laugh. "I've not only seen and stroked all types and sizes of pricks, but I've sucked them all," he said with another dirty laugh.

Troy nodded his head in agreement before adding his two cents.

"Finally, with some men circumcised and other men not circumcised, seemingly, a great variety of men's dicks, in the way that many women's breasts are different, seemingly no two pricks are alike," said Troy.

I nodded my head in agreement as if I was an expect in men's penises in the way that Chad and Troy were. I couldn't believe I was having a discussion of men's penises. I wondered if this is what gay men do, they talk about different size cocks and shapes of men's dicks in the way that straight men talk about the sizes and shapes of women's breasts.

Totally weird, I've never thought and/or discussed men's penises in the way that I was thinking about them and discussing them now. I couldn't help but wonder if I was a latent homosexual. Maybe, I have the gay gene that my brother has.

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"I've never blown a man, but I always wondered how different it would feel for a man to blow me," I said.

Such an odd thing to for me to say to three gay men, I didn't know why I said that about wondering what it would feel like for a man to blow me. It sounded too much like I was hinting that I wanted Chad or Troy to blow me. Digging myself deeper into uncharted, sexual ground, I looked from Chad to look at Troy to see their reactions to my confession about wondering what it would feel like for a man to suck my cock.

Chad laughed.

"I'd blow you," said Chad. "I'd suck your cock. I'd love for you to cum in my mouth, honey," he said running his hand through his blonde, dyed hair while staring up at me with a sexy look and a naughty smile.

Troy laughed.

"I'd blow you," said Troy. "I'd suck your cock, too," he said giving me the same sexy look and naughty smile.

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As nervous as I was uncomfortably embarrassed, I was uneasy suddenly being the sexual focus of a couple of gay guys. Yet, my curiosity got the better of me. Like most straight men watching porn, I enjoy seeing men with their huge cocks fucking small, young women and cumming all over their faces, on their tits, in their pussies and/or in their asses. Something that I've yet to do, cumming all over a woman's face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts, I enjoyed watching men giving women cum baths.

I wouldn't consider myself bi-curious, but I've always had a fascination about women seeing men with big cocks. Something that men do; we not only measure our cocks but also we compare our cocks to the penises of other men. In the way that I'm sometimes not subtle about staring at women's blouse and bra clad breasts, Chad and Troy weren't subtle about staring at my jeans covered crotch.

No doubt, they were curious about what my prick looked like. Returning their curiosity with my curiosity, I couldn't help but wonder what they're pricks looked like, too. No doubt, my huge dick when flaccid was much bigger than their pricks when erect.

Then, surprising me, something that I've never done when eyeing a woman, as if they were horny women, they licked their lips while fondling their bulges. Even my brother, who has seen me naked plenty of times before, appeared sexually excited. Yet, preferring to watch his friends instead of joining in, he chose not to get involved other than to taunt me, tease me, and dare me to show his gay friends my huge prick.

"Come on, David," said my brother Daniel. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Show them your enormous dong. I dare you to show them your gigantic prick," said my brother with a laugh. "Show them how big you are," he said with a dirty laugh.

He looked from Chad to look at Troy.

"Wait until you see his massive prick," he said to Chad and Troy.

He laughed.

"Show them that you're hung like a horse. Show them your cock, David. I double dare you to show them your big dick," said Daniel.

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Daring me to show them my naked prick, double daring me, Daniel seemed eager to see the reactions of his friends seeing my huge member. Taking our homosexual game to the next level, no doubt, hoping to sexually entice me to undress, Chad and Troy kicked off their sneakers and removed their shirts. Then, they unbuttoned, unzipped, and removed their jeans to reveal their already erect cocks that bulged out their colorful, bikini underwear.

The bulges that their stiff pricks made in their underwear were certainly impressive, a solid 7", albeit their erections weren't porn star size, or even close to my bulging, 9 1/2" prick when stiff.

Joining them in undressing, reluctantly, albeit sexually excitedly, I kicked off my sneakers and unbuttoned, unzipped, and slowly removed my jeans. Even though I was embarrassed to remove my clothes in front of three gay men, one of which was my brother, I removed my clothes anyway.

As soon as I removed my jeans, as if I was hiding something in my underwear from airport security, my cock came to full erection and bulged out my white briefs. I couldn't believe that I stood in front of Chad and Troy in my underwear with an obvious erection. They stared down at my 9 1/2" prick tenting my briefs. When they saw how much my erection bulged out my underwear, I watched Chad and Troy's eyes bulge out of their heads.

'Why did I have an erection,' I wondered? 'Was I sexually excited standing in my underwear in front of two, gay men? What's wrong with me?'

Clearly sexually excited, they licked their lips in sexual anticipation. Perhaps, because I was horny from not having had sex in a while, something I thought would never happen, I was surprised that I was getting hard by them staring at my stiff erection. They continued staring at my underwear clad prick.

Obviously, they saw that I was much bigger than their own already impressive erections. Taking me by surprise again, not expecting him to do that, Chad moved to his knees in front of me. Then, not expecting him to do what he did, he reached out his horny hands, and fondled my cock through my underwear while staring up at me. Having never had a gay man touch my erect prick through my underwear, I was fascinated by him fondling my hard-on.

Actually, I'd be lying if I didn't admit that it felt good having him feel my erect prick through my underwear. Having not had sex in a long time, I was as horny as I was sexually frustrated. Something that I never thought I'd admit to myself, I enjoyed him continuing to finger the head of my cock through my briefs. Then, he did something that I hadn't expected him to do. He pulled open the waistband of briefs and leaned forward to peek inside.

"Oh, my God. Your brother wasn't kidding," he said. "You do have a huge dong," he said with a laugh.

He held the waistband of my underwear open for Troy to peek inside, too.

"Your prick is a monster prick. How big is it," asked Troy while staring up at me with sexual excitement?

I smiled with pride.

"Almost 7" when flaccid but just under ten inches, about 9 1/2 inches when erect," I said.

Troy rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Wow! That's the biggest dick that I've ever seen," he said with dirty laugh.

As if the three of them thought that they were turning a straight man to a gay man, my brother grinned while quietly watching us from his chair.

"Well, if you've always wondered what it would feel like for a gay man to blow you, now is your chance. Now is a good time to put that to the test," said Chad pausing to stare up at me before asking me his question. "You don't mind if I suck your cock, do you," he asked while staring up at me with sexual anticipation?

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Surprised that I didn't say no to him blowing me, I shrugged and nodded my head. Something that I suddenly wanted him to do, especially now that he offered, I wanted him to blow me. I wanted him to suck my cock. I wanted to cum in his gay mouth.