How I Turned Into a Gay Cock Slut

Gay Cock Slut

What follows is the completely true story of the weekend that changed my life. This really happened to me and took place in the summer of 2008 just after graduating from high school.

My name is Andrew and I was a major stoner in school. I had a lot of friends, mostly due to the fact I always had really great weed that I would get from my rich old neighbor who had a medical card and so much herb he would just give the stuff away. I always considered myself straight and tried to hook up with girls but never had any luck. I blamed this on my slender frame, my pale skin, my long messy brown hair and hitting puberty so late I had almost no body hair at 18 and worse of all was my curse of freezing up whenever a girl would talk to me.

I hated myself for not looking like the typical alpha male but the thing that really made me self conscience was something no girl had ever seen. I have a small dick, no more than 3″ long and thin when fully erect, and this made me fear that even if I could get with a girl from school, she would laugh at me and everyone would know that I was good for nothing except maybe a free smoke out.

I had all but given up on finding a girl to be with and resigned myself to a summer of hanging out with friends and getting blazed all day every day. I was up for anything fun that would take my mind of my perceived failings so I was glad to get a call from my friend Mike saying he had use of his family’s cabin for the weekend.

Mike was the starting running back when we were still in high school and he looked the part. He was just under 6 feet tall and built with huge muscles from lifting weights constantly, he was originally from Colombia but had moved to the US when he was a kid. His Latino good looks got him so much pussy I was jealous all the time. But he was laid back and liked to get high so I was happy to be his friend.

Mike explained that I would need to bring enough weed for me, him, and Sean whom he also invited for the weekend would bring beer. Sean was the starting wide receiver the year before and was also a real chick magnet. He was tall, at least 6’2″ blonde hair and blue eyes and he looked like some kind of male model. He was always walking around with his shirt off showing everyone his abs he worked so hard on.

Sean was kind of an asshole sometimes but I wasn’t about to spend the weekend at home sneaking out to get blazed when I could be at Mike’s cabin by the lake relaxing.

The next day Mike and Sean picked me up and we left for what I thought would be a normal weekend smoking and drinking with friends–how wrong I was! A few hours later after lots of bullshitting about girls and politics we arrived at the cabin in a beautiful secluded area at the end of a small lake. We walked into the cabin and Mike showed us around.

The place was fully stocked with a liquor bar, two big couches and a giant flat screen in the living room. The small cabin only had one bedroom but had a large bathroom with a huge tub and walk in shower. Mikes family was so rich they even had a full wardrobe of clothes in the closet only to be used while they were visiting.

Sean and I were admiring the layout of the cabin when Mike came up and grabbed us by the shoulders and happily said, “Roll some joints, Andrew. Let’s get high and take a dip in the lake.”

Sean smirked and said to me, “Oh right, that’s why he brought you along.”

I felt bad but Mike said with a smile, “Don’t worry man, Sean is just an asshole. I invited you ’cause you’re fun to be around…..and you have great weed.”

I spent the day smoking and watching Mike and Sean play in the lake. Their obvious strength and athletic ability made me feel bad for myself, seeing them wrestle in the water their muscles flexing while the water glimmered on their tan skin made me think that if this was my competition for women I was forever doomed to be alone.

I was laying there comparing my skinny body with its pale and nearly hairless skin to theirs when Sean ran out of the water and picked me up. I protested and struggled as hard as I could but it didn’t seem to even register against Sean’s strength. He ran into the water up to his knees then he flipped me around so I was upside down and dunked my head repeatedly into the water.

I thought this was humiliating enough, being dipped into the water upside down, but just as I realized my head was even with Sean’s crotch, he shouted at Mike, “Hey Mike! Andrew likes being close to my junk!” snd then thrusted forward into my face.

Even though it was only for a second I felt Sean’s cock push against my face and past my lips. I was embarrassed not by having his cock against my face but by how huge it seemed to be. I could feel it start somewhere around my forehead and the end must have been past my chin. It was an order of magnitude larger than mine and I was instantly jealous that I couldn’t have a big dick like this asshole Sean.

Mike told him to drop me and when I stood up they were both walking back to the cabin laughing. I was only upset Sean had such a big cock and I was stuck with my little prick.

The sun was setting when we got back to the cabin. Mike turned on the TV told Sean to get the beer and the duct tape out.This confused me at first until Mike explained we would all be playing a drinking game called Edward 40 Hands.

The game consists of each player having two 40 ounce beers duct tape to their hands only to be removed when both beers had been finished. The big joke in the game is that you can’t use your hands for anything until after drinking 80 ounces of beer. I had played the game before and knew it meant we would all be getting pretty fucked up and sloppy drunk, in fact the first time I played I ended up pissing myself because I couldn’t open my fly.

Determined not to have that happen again I planned on making a fist so I could slip my hand out without anyone noticing, thereby being able to pee when I needed to or have a cigarette if I felt like it. I proceeded to tape a 40 to each hand of Mike and Sean then taped one of my hands tightly and then used my mouth to poorly tape my right hand, just enough to look convincing.

Over the course of the next hour we all slowly got drunk while watching some stupid show about Dallas cheerleaders. Sean kept making stupid comments about how hot the girls’ asses looked in their little skirts while Mike agreed. Eventually Mike got bored and in his drunkenness challenged Sean to a wrestling match outside. Sean enthusiastically accepted the challenge and we all made our way outside where it was now pouring rain. Mike ran into the newly formed mud pit that was the front yard and loudly exclaimed, “Sean! I bet you can’t knock me over without spilling your beer!”

Sean laughed and ran towards Mike into the mud. I decided this was a good time to duck out to have a cig and a piss. I walked behind the house and pulled my hand free of the tape and beer and lit a cigarette. Looking down at my cock I remembered feeling Sean’s big dick pressing against my face and I again felt like a loser. When I went back up front Sean and Mike were standing on the porch laughing, both completely covered in mud.

I walked up to them happy I was able to get away and that I wouldn’t be pissing myself this game. Realizing how muddy he was Mike said, “Ah fuck, how are we going to get clean if our hands are taped to these beers?”

Sean chimed in, saying, “I have no idea lets go inside and try to figure it out.”

As they walked by me towards the door Sean suddenly turned to me and yelled, “What the hell Andrew?! You stink like cigarettes! How the fuck did you smoke with your hands taped up?”

I froze, realizing I was caught I decided to confess to cheating. I pulled out my hand from the tape and said, “I didn’t tape it up very good, it’s just I pissed my pants last time I played this game and I didn’t want that to happen again.”

Mike laughed loudly and said, “Smart thinking, Andrew. I wish I would’ve thought of that… I have to pee like crazy!”

Sean smiled with a look that said I was going to pay for cheating. “Well because you cheated, you have to run the shower for us and help us get undressed,” said Sean.

“Sounds fair,” I said, feeling bad I had cheated.

“Oh yeah! And you have to help us piss ’cause we really can’t do it on our own,” said Sean. I didn’t think much of this request but little did I know it would be the start of a life changing experience.

Sean and Mike walked into the cabin and they both ran into the bathroom trying not to make a mess tracking the mud everywhere. I finished the 40 that was still securely taped to my hand then cut the bottle off of me and sat my other beer on the counter.

“Get in here cheater!” Sean yelled from the bathroom. I walked in on Mike trying to push his muddy pants down to so he could pee while Sean laughed at him drunkenly dancing around trying without success.

“Quick Andrew, lift the toilet seat and pull my pants down now or I will piss myself!” Mike yelled. I hurried and followed his commands. As I pulled his pants down I caught a glimpse of his large uncut cock. I stared for a moment thinking that I might be the only guy with a small useless dick in the world. His cock couldn’t have been as long as Sean’s but good God was it thick. It must have been as wide as my wrist and it was covered in blue veins that stood up prominently from his dark skin. I also noticed his balls were so large and hung so low that they were both peeking out from his underwear even though I had pulled his pants half way down his thighs.

Sean said, “Stop staring at his package and lift the seat Andrew!” I felt myself blush a little as I quickly lifted the toilet seat. Sean and Mike both looked at each other and laughed. Then Mike let out a jet of urine that flew around wildly getting all over the toilet and floor.

“Help me out man!” he shouted. Without thinking I reached over and took hold of his monstrously thick cock and aimed it into the toilet. At first I didn’t realize I was holding my friends cock, that I could feel his head under his foreskin and feel the rushing torrent of his piss leaving his body. When I realized I immediately let go and pulled my hand back, which again made him pee all over.

“Just aim it, I don’t mind I just don’t want to have to clean this up!” Mike shouted. So I did what I was told and held my friends beer can sized cock as he finished. When he was done I flushed the toilet and thought about how his dick was so massive that even soft I couldn’t get my hand around it. I hesitated to think how thick it was when he was hard.

“Good job Andrew, thanks for the help,” Mike said.

Sean exclaimed “Yeah! Didn’t think a little sissy like you could handle that much meat!”

“Shut up Sean,” said Mike “I needed the help.”

Sean clumsily opened the glass door to the two person walk in shower. “Ok Andrew, turn on the showers and help Mike out of his clothes, I’m going to try and finish one of these beers,” Sean said before unsuccessfully attempting to chug the remains of his beer. I did as I was told and helped Mike to step out of his shorts and wiggle free of his shirt.

I was momentarily awestruck by Mike’s huge bulging muscles. His upper body was all giant muscles covered in a thin layer of fat that made him look so big he could of played a super hero in a movie. When he moved into the shower I admired his body, his toned V shaped back that led down to his round ass and two monstrous thighs thick from endless leg workouts. He was the definition of an alpha male. I looked at my own girly hairless chicken legs and wanted to curl up into a ball of self loathing.

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8 thoughts on “How I Turned Into a Gay Cock Slut

  1. Paul says:

    Yes I agree more please Sir. This faggot always dreamed and longed to be outed by friends in school and shared as the b-ball bitch . Not into sports much other than being close to Men so it was manager for 8 years of my 12.

  2. Billy says:

    That definitely gave me a boner! Hot- then again, I’m wearing crotchless panties like a sissy- but instead of girly shoes, motorcycle boots. Where’s that story?! ?

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