The Tutoring - Sex Stories

The Tutoring

... trousers as you left the other day sent me crazy."

I felt myself blush.

"Listen, I'm horny and bored of this now," Chris once again interjected. "We'll give you five minutes, we'll go upstairs. In five minutes time you'll either be out of the house, in which case we'll never speak of this again. Or you'll be stood there, with your clothes in the corner, waiting for us to return. Your choice..."

The two men turned to go upstairs. "But I'm not gay..." I meekly retorted.

"Fine, you can fuck off then," Luke said. "You know you'll always wonder what you missed out on though..."

With that, the two men disappeared upstairs. My thoughts were swirling around my head at a rate of knots. My cock, achingly hard, was practically begging me for release from my trousers. I thought about what it would be like getting down on my knees and sucking a dick. Did the thought turn me on? I guess they were right, my cock was proof that it did. I couldn't. I was straight. I stood up to leave, but then I noticed that deep, powerful scent once again. The smell of two horny, passionate men making love. The musk hit like the most powerful aphrodisiac imaginable. Fuck.

I undid the top button of my shirt. I was actually doing this. I was going to stay. Every whiff of the man musk in my nostrils made me more and more sure. The rest of the buttons were unfastened, as I slid the shirt off my arms, leaving my toned body exposed. I kicked off my shoes and stuffed my socks inside them, before ...

... pulling down my trousers and bringing my boxers off with them in one go.

At last, my throbbing cock was free. The head was slick with pre-cum, and it was as hard as I'd ever seen it. I felt my heart pound in my chest. This was it. I'd made my decision.

I heard the sound of footsteps, which shot my nerves up to breaking point. As I stood there, naked and vulnerable, I watched the two men walk back downstairs, both of them just as naked and erect as I was. Both their cocks had my six inches beat, with Luke's around an inch bigger and Chris' dwarfing mine at around eight inches. The sight of their big cocks, their toned bodies, their tattoos, their muscles...fuck. I think I'd made the right choice.

"Not gay, huh?" Luke said, as the men reached the bottom of the stairs and walked towards me.

There was no point in arguing now. If I wasn't gay yet, I no doubt would be in a few minutes. I stood my ground until the two men were close enough that I was able to feel their breath.

"You ready to be our bitch, boy?" Chris whispered, before grabbing my face and slowly licking the right side of my neck up to my ear. I didn't answer.

"He asked you a question," Luke added, with a sharp smack of my arse as the exclamation point. "Answer him."

I took a deep breath to try and steady my nerves. Slowly, I nodded my head.

"Lost your voice?" Chris asked. "Answer me. Are you gonna be our bitch?"

I closed my eyes and took another breath. "Y-yes," I meekly responded.

"Yes ...