My gay seduction.

I was in his apartment. He was older than me by a few years and I suspected he was at least bi-sexual but he was a nice guy and it was just to watch the game on his big-screen, so no big deal.
Had a few beers and the game ended.
“Feel like watching a dirty movie?”
“OK, sure. “
I was pretty comfortable but I’d only watched a porno with other guys once, at a stag party when there loads of other people there. The conversation then was bravado and bluster. This would be different.
More different than I realized when the movie turned out to be all-male.
“Do you mind?”
“It’s not what I usually watch”
“Did you ever watch gay porn?”
“No, never.”
“But, do you mind?”
“I guess not, if you like it.”
He started talking about sex as we watched.
“So did you ever do anything with another guy?”
“Nope…. no… nothing.”
“Don’t believe you”
“….a friend of my brother jerked me off once”
“how old were you?”
“Eighteen”
“and him?
“I dunno… 25?”
“Did you like it?”
“I guess so, I like when chicks do it.”
“did you do him too?”
“Yes, a bit. Mostly, he rubbed up against me.”
“did you both cum?”
“yes, he was jerking me off from behind. Rubbing his cock against my ass. When I came he shot all over my ass.”
“Did you like it?”
“I liked cumming and when he came it was exciting.”
“You liked feeling him rub against you?”
“Yes.”
“And that’s it? nothing else?”
“No”
“I bet you think about it”
“Yeah, sometimes, but I like girls”
“so you never wanted to do it again?”
“Not really”
“why not?”
“I’m not gay”
“That’s OK, it doesn’t make you gay, it’s just getting off, right?”
“I suppose”
He reached over and his hand was on my leg, stroking my thigh.
“I could get you off if you’ll let me…”
“Really?”
“Yeah, while you watch the movie.”
“Um, I don’t know…”
“You don’t have to do anything for me if you don’t want to.”
“OK, I guess.”
He reached over to me and undid my jeans.
I stood and he slid them down over my legs, along with my underwear. They were around my ankles.
“No hair down there.”
“No the girl I’m dating likes it that way.”
“I do too. Kick those clothes off, so you can be more comfortable. Don’t worry. It’s all cool.”
I did as I was told and then sat back on his couch. Watched the TV.
“Relax. I’m just going to make you feel good.”
I felt his hand back on my legs. Up and down, closer to my cock, but not touching. Felt my cock hardening with his teasing.
Looked down to watch him stroking my thigh and rubbing himself through his clothes with his other hand.
“Take your shirt off.”
I did. I was sitting in the nude watching a movie where two men were taking turns fucking a youth.
His hand stroked up and down the length of my thigh. Teasing. Teasing. My hard cock throbbing. Needing. Wanting to be touched.
“You like me touching you.”
I didn’t want to admit it. Said nothing.
“Don’t worry. Relax. Enjoy it.”
I said nothing, just let him stroke my leg.
“Admit it. You like this.”
Still no words… instead, I moved down on the seat cushion and opened my legs wider. Inviting him to touch me more intimately.