I woke up as the sun was shining on the bed. I looked over at my boss and two co-workers all still asleep on my boss's bed. Today I knew it was not a dream. I quietly got out of the bed and tip-toed into the kitchen. My head pounded. Did I drink last night? I remember a couple of shots before I gave William a massage. Later that evening when the guys decided to stay we played some drinking games. I looked down at my nude body and saw I was covered in cum. It was all over even in my hair. I knew it could not all be mine. I walked over to the shower to clean up.
As I got out of the shower the guys were awake and staring at me. Edward chimed in. "There is our little porn star".
William added, "I never saw a straight guy get turned so quickly." They all laughed.
I just looked at them confused. Gavin said, "Danny, you don't remember what happened last night?"
I looked down and shook my head no.
"I recorded a lot of it on my phone," said Gavin. "If you are nice I might let you take a peek." All three men giggled.
Phillip explained, "I would love to spend another day here and go for another round but we have to get back to town now."
Both men took showers and I made everyone breakfast. We said our goodbyes with William and Phillip taking liberties with my nude body.
They left and Gavin said, "I have to say you went above and beyond last night, but now it's time for my morning blowjob, get over here."
I got in the bed between Gavin's legs. His cock was still flaccid but beginning to harden. I went to work on him and fifteen minutes later I was rewarded with cum splashing down my throat. I was getting used to giving blowjobs and cum in my mouth.
The rest of our stay at the cabin was uneventful. We had sex at least twice a day. That is to say, Gavin had at least two orgasms a day. I was content with the temporary arrangement. Oh and the video. There was a video. And I was the star attraction. I guess what we had was an orgy. I was always curious about what it would be like to be part of one. I just never thought it would be with three men.
Life returned somewhat back to normal when we returned. We got back on a Friday and Gavin gave me my bonus check. It was way more money than I ever got paid. I spent the weekend recuperating at the apartment. I joined a couple of dating apps determined to meet a woman and resume my "straight" life.
Monday morning I got into work. I got funny looks and smirks from my co-workers. They knew I spend two weeks with Gavin and who knows what Phillip and Edward may have said. And there is that video. Did my co-workers see it too? I decided not to worry about it. I went about my day and saw my clients. I checked my phone dating app and I had several messages. One in particular named Ashley stood out. She was cute, about my age, and was in the same line of work. So we made a date for the following evening. We met at a Mexican restaurant. We hit it off but she made it clear nothing was going to happen that night. I thought how different it was with gay men. We said our goodbyes and I went home. Not even a kiss on the cheek. I had blue balls. I got into bed and began jerking off. Trying to think of Ashley or any woman. All of a sudden memories of the past two weeks filled my head. I was rock hard and coming in no time. I was confused, to say the least.
The next day at work Edward confronted me. "I am ready to go on that date you promised me when we were up in the cabin."
I said I did not recall anything like that.
"We recorded it if you need to see it," said Edward.
I told him it was not necessary, I believed him.
"Well good then," Edward exclaimed, "I will meet you at the office at eight this evening."
I parked my car at the office and he picked me up and we went to this Italian bistro Restaurant. His friend was the owner. "They are giving us the back private booth where we won't be disturbed," Edward said.
I started getting those butterflies again thinking about it. We got to the restaurant and got seated. They brought some breadsticks. Edward sat very near to me. He began sticking the breadstick in my mouth and I would bite a piece off. I went along with it and did the same for him. I figured it was harmless. Every now and then he would give me a kiss on the cheek or hold my hand. Again I was fine with it. He was really enjoying himself. He was good company. We got our entrees and he suggested we would feed each other. I obliged. Pretty harmless stuff. In between bites he would give me a kiss on the lips and squeeze my thigh. I squeezed him back. I kissed him back. Harmless I thought. I would give him a nice dinner date and then hopefully he would leave me alone after that. That was my plan.
All of a sudden I heard a woman shriek "Danny?" I looked up and it was Brianna, my ex-girlfriend with some big football player guy with a smirk on his face. "You are gay?" she shouted.
No, I said I can explain.
"This explains a lot," she said, "I have been watching you for twenty minutes with you two all over each other. If that is who you are, I am fine with it, but I don't understand why you were interested in me."
I stammered and tried to explain but she grabbed the hand of her date and left the restaurant.
I did not know what to think. Edward consoled me. "Don't let that bitch get you down" he said. "Let's go back to my place, I used to be a bartender and I can make you a drink that will make you forget you ever knew her."
I said sure and we left the restaurant.
We got to Edward's house. He had a big place. He told me to sit down on the couch. He went to the kitchen and I could hear the blender going. He came back with two icy mixed drinks. "These are the Edward Especial," he said. It was some sort of margarita-type drink. He put straws in each glass. "Drink up," he said, "there is plenty more where that came from."
I drank it, It was like a creamy alcoholic smoothie. It was very tasty. He picked up our empty glasses and returned with refills. I was starting to relax and forget Brianna.
After three refills I was starting to get an erection. I thought it was odd but I paid it no mind.
Edward looked at me. "I have a proposition for you, a way for you to make some extra money," Edward explained. "I am the president of a private club," he stated, "it's for mature gay and bi men. We meet up at least once a week at one of the member's homes and have snacks and drinks." He continued, "We had invited younger guys to attend but had difficulty finding anyone interested. So we ended up paying out of the dues for a younger guy to be there and befriend the older men. They are pretty much all past their prime and without a partner. The younger guy helps lift their spirits and makes them feel better about themselves," he concluded.
I was not exactly sure what this had to do with me but I had a feeling I would find out.
"Last month, Lance our younger guy who went to the events got a job offer in another state and had to quit," Edward explained, "so we have been trying to find the right guy, and when I met you I thought you would be perfect," Edward said.
I asked Edward what I would have to do.
"It's pretty easy," Edward explained, "you have to be nice to them, flirt with them a bit, and make them feel special and wanted," Edward said. "And we will pay you $300 for each get-together, plus tips."
The money sounded really good. I wondered what the tips were for. I figured I might give it a try. The alcohol in my body probably made the decision easier.
"I have a contract you can read over," Edward said "If it looks fine to you sign it and we can give it a try. We have a couple of others interested in the job but I would give you the first shot."
I looked at the contract. It was several pages with what I was expected to do. It was hard for me to concentrate with the drinking I had done so I decided to just sign it, how bad could it be I thought.
I turned to the last page and signed and dated it.
"Very nice," Edward said, "the first party is Saturday night."
Edward suggested, "let's go to my bedroom, I have a big screen and we can watch something."
I agreed.
He took my hand and led me to his room. He had a big bed and a huge flat screen. "I am going to change into something more comfortable," Edward said.
He left the room and returned in just a robe. It was quite short and barely covered his privates. "You also promised me another massage whenever I needed one," He said, "my masseur has been in Cancun the past two weeks and I am in pain again, I need that massage."
I was under the influence of the drinks he made. Sure I would love to do that I said.
"Massage oil is in the bathroom," Edward said, "It's been warming up. I will get into bed and be ready for you."