Turned for the first time

This story happened about a year ago in 2007. My name is Dan. At the time, I was 19 years old, 5’8″ and 160 lbs with broad shoulders and a 6 pack. I’ve always been athletic and I work out a lot, but I never got big. Don’t get me wrong, I’m muscular and well-defined, but I never wanted to look like a body builder. As you can imagine, I’d been with my share of women, and always considered myself straight. But from time to time, I would find myself focusing more on the man’s cock rather than the woman who was sucking or fucking it, or I would get an urge or a curiosity to check out gay stories. Never really got into gay porn as I’m not attracted to guys like that, but something about the idea of being seduced by another man intrigued me (I guess that would be the best way to put it). Anyway, I just got back from the basic training, where I had a heat stroke and was medically discharged. My girlfriend dumped me while I was in training so I hadn’t had sex in almost 3 months. When I got back and didn’t have a place to live or a job. A friend of mine put me up in his place and suggested I try unemployment until I could find work. I didn’t really like the idea, as I would rather work for my money, but I needed some cash so I figured I would give it a try.

As soon as I walked in, I felt like I didn’t belong. I’m sure some of them had real problems or situations similar to mine, but a lot of the people seemed like white trash trying to find the easy way out. So as I was sitting there, waiting to talk to someone, I got to talking to some of the other people in there. One guy, Mike was his name, seemed fairly friendly. He looked like he was 34 or 36 judging by his weathered face and specks of grey in his hair, about 6’4″ over-weight with a big belly and covered in hair. He looked kind of trashy, wearing sweat pants and a stretched-out t-shirt, his hair a mess and his face scruffy. He kept looking at me like he knew me or something, so I started talking to him. Apparently his construction company had laid him off for a while, so he needed some income until the union found him some more work. Fair enough I thought to myself. We got done at the same time and started talking again as I was leaving. He said he was going to be going to a party the next day and invited me to meet at his place and he’d take me. “Awesome!” I thought to myself, maybe I’ll meet someone there and break this dry spell. I gave him my number and he said he’d call me around seven to meet up.

The next day came and seven o’clock couldn’t get there soon enough. I got all cleaned up and shaved and even trimmed up my pubes in case I got lucky. Mike said there would probably be some girls there my age or if anything no older than he was. He called me up and gave me directions to a trailer park on the other side of town. I’m not one to judge though, so I drove on over.

His place wasn’t actually a trailer, to my surprise. It was a small house on the edge of the trailer park. He met me outside and told me to come on in and do some pre-drinking before his buddy called him about the party. I noticed he was still wearing the same sweat pants and t-shirt he had been wearing the previous day, but again, I’m not one to judge. I followed him in and sat down in the living room on a small love seat (the only place to sit) and Mike handed me a beer. Apparently, the air conditioner was out, so it felt hotter inside than out. The smallish living room had dirty looking carpet, just one couch and a big screen T.V. We sat there talking for about an hour and a half, and when I had finished my 7th beer, I was starting to feel pretty buzzed. He kept telling me he was waiting on a call and then we could head over. So we continued drinking for another hour and a half and I killed 4 more beers. By this time I was getting pretty drunk and I asked him again about the party. He said “I guess it’s not goin or somethin”. I was pretty bummed about this so he said to me “I know you were lookin forward to meetin some ladies tonight, but you can just hang out here for a while, I got the next best thing”. I went to the kitchen to get another beer and when I came back there was some hardcore porn on the big screen. Gangbangs and facials… not really my thing, but at this point, sure why not. So I sat down and cracked my beer. After a few minutes of watching this I was starting to wonder where Mike had gotten to (and also getting pretty turned on). Just then Mike’s large hand came down on shoulder and said “Not as good as the real thing, but not too bad either, eh?” As inebriated as I was, I barely noticed his hand remained on my shoulder kind of half massaging me as he also watched the porn while standing behind me. “Damn. You have no idea how good that feels.” I said to him and he rubbed my sore muscles. “Yeah, you’re muscles feel pretty tight… Here, hold on just a minute. I’ll be right back”. He was gone for what seemed to be 5-10 minutes, leaving me to watch some poor girl getting gangbanged by 5 guys. By this time, the natural light from the windows was long gone, and the only light in the room was from the T.V.