The moment of truth had arrived. Sven went across to his pants and fished out the packet of Anolube condoms he always carried with him wherever he went. He opened it, gave one rubber to Liam and rolled the other one onto his hard cock. Then Sven lubed up his own cock using the small sachet of lubricant supplied with each rubber, as Liam meanwhile leaned across a table, spread his legs and readied himself to receive Sven’s shaft up his anus. With calm deliberation, Sven addressed Liam’s arse with his cock and gently thrust it into his partner, giving him the full length of his magnificent tool. Then he started slowly fucking Liam, with ever increasing length and force of stroke. Even thought this was foreseen as a demonstration, it was inevitable that, as the act progressed, Sven became totally turned on and had to satisfy his own natural desires, so he became ever more vigorous, until he finally climaxed and shot his load into the condom. As ever, Liam also climaxed at the same time and his sperm splattered across the top of the table.
Sven withdrew himself completely from Liam turned to Mrs Parry, his cock still rock-hard and said: “Well ma’am, there you have seen the rear entry position, often used by guys such as ourselves for gay sexual intercourse. Of course, the one thing about gay intercourse is that if the receiving partner also reaches orgasm, then the results of the act become rather messy, for he shoots his sperm everywhere, as you can see. But now let us show you what is called the “mission position”, which is a more intimate coupling of two guys. Liam will show you this approach to gay sexual intercourse, which is what we will also demonstrate to Gregory.”
Without waiting, Sven wiped off the table, lay down on his back and put his feet on the edge of the table, spreading his legs to give Liam access to his anus. Liam, meanwhile, rolled on the condom and lubricated his tool with the sachet of lubricant. He then went across to Sven, whose legs he pulled over his own shoulders and then proceeded to give his partner a really hard fuck, the two studs being face to face. When the climax came, Liam’s chest and face were splattered with Sven’s copious emission.
“Well, ma’am, you have now seen firsthand exactly how two gay young men often have sex with one another. I am sorry it’s all a bit messy, but there it is: it’s all part and parcel of the gay sex act which we all rapidly come to accept, as the sex act itself is so utterly divine, one just concentrates on one’s own feelings and those of one’s partner’s and ignores the sloppy mess we inevitably make. So, ma’am what you have just seen, we will perform before Gregory and then hopefully we will get him to do the same, using Liam and me as his partners. But let me once again say, ma’am that if Gregory does not want to play ball, then matters will stop there. We will not attempt to coerce your son into an act he does not wish to perform. I repeat: we are not rapists!”
Mrs Parry had watched this amazing demonstration in complete silence: “You know, I have never seen anything so professionally done in all my life. You two young men are totally amazing; you have turned what is a really rather private activity into such a magnificent instructional display with such finesse and totally without any embarrassment that I am full of admiration of the way you have handled yourselves. I am so pleased that I have found such a fine pair of young men as mentors for my son Gregory. I know that it is a very unusual request for a mother to ask two total strangers to instruct her son in sexual matters, but now that I have seen you in action I am sure that I have found the right people to handle what is, by any standards a very delicate question.”
Sven said: “Well, ma’am, calling a spade a spade, both Liam and I are professional copulators; it’s what we do to earn our living. But, we are also a couple, an item as it usually known today; Liam and I live together and we are lovers. We perform the same acts as you have just seen with each other, but as lovers, which is totally different. Be be assured, ma’am, we will do the very best we can for Gregory.”
Chris had remained totally silent until now: “Well, Mrs Parry, as you can see your son will be in good hands and will have nothing to fear. However, there is one point which troubles me in all this: what are you going to tell Gregory when you hand him over into the care of Sven and Liam for a few days? You cannot just bring him here and dump him and leave it all to these two boys. Gregory has somehow to know why he is being sent on this, let us call it “training course”. It is not every day that an inexperienced young man actually participates, and I do mean participates, in such a practical sex course.
Mrs Parry replied: “You are of course quite right and you will have to leave that part up to me. Be assured that Gregory will know that I am worried about his sexuality and want him to acknowledge where he sees himself fitting into life before he goes off to college. He will know that he is going to undergo a sort of “hands-on, facts of life” training course and that he can at any time pullout of it if he desires. But my gut feeling is that he will not pull out. Once he has got over the initial shock of having two young men not so much older than himself taking him in hand, I believe that he will go along with the whole thing and, at the end of the day, thank me, his mother for being such an old interferer. After all, just think about it for a moment, what has he to lose? He is going to see an extraordinary sex demonstration and then be invited to try it out himself. Believe me, curiosity will win out. Even in the unlikely event that I am wrong and Gregory turns out to be straight, he will certainly lose his virginity and learn something of how the other half lives. Well, let me thank you all for such an interesting evening. It remains only to fix the dates of your “training course” and then I think we can draw this evening to a close.”
The three young men left Mrs Parry’s suite together. Chris said:”My god, that woman is absolutely sure that she is right about her son. Anyway, it’s going to be a very interesting few days for the two of you. You know I am amazed at the way you did your demonstration in front of her. I am not at all sure that I could have done the same: fucking each other in front of a woman, no less! I really don’t think that I could have done it! Anyway, she really liked it and the result is that you two have an interesting job on your hands, which I guess will amuse you.”
CHAPTER 4
The fatidic day, a Friday, finally arrived and Sven and Liam waited with bated breath the arrival of Gregory, “Their pupil” as they thought of him, who had said he would be there early in the afternoon.
“What do you suppose he’s like?” asked Liam.
“Well, if we believe his mother, he’s a sort of candidate Adonis, but we shall soon know, for it looks as though this is him arriving right now.”
We are now at Sven and Liam’s apartment in downtown San Francisco, where it has been agreed between Gregory’s mother and them that her son would spend four nights with the two young studs in an attempt to sort out his sex life for him. At least that is what Mrs Parry, his mother intended, but neither of the two “teachers” was totally convinced that Mrs Parry’s analysis of her son’s apparent unawareness of his own sexuality held water. Anyway, the moment of truth was upon them as Gregory was ushered into the apartment by Liam, who had greeted the young “pupil” at the door.
Hi, Gregory, come on in. I’m Liam and this is my partner Sven; great to meet you at last; we’ve heard a lot about you from your mother.
Both Sven and Liam were pleasantly surprised, not mention relieved, to see that Gregory was a really well set up young guy some six feet in height, nicely muscled, fashionably dressed in the baggy non-descript clothes which were the height of teenage sophistication at that moment and he was really very handsome: in fact, very handsome indeed. All in all, at first sight, Gregory was a highly attractive hunk! So, Mrs Parry had, indeed, not exaggerated about the physical attributes of her son. The thought that clearly ran immediately through the minds of both Sven and Liam, was how such a handsome and wholesome looking young stud could have any sex problems at all. But appearances can be deceptive and the firmly held contentions of Mrs Parry still echoed in their minds as they looked at Gregory for the first time.
“Well, hi Gregory,” said Sven.
“Please, call me Greg.”
“OK Greg, come on let’s get you settled into your room; bring your luggage with you.”
Sven and Liam had quite a large apartment, with a big living room and two separate bedrooms each with bathroom so that Greg had his own facilities.
“We’ll just let you get unpacked and settle in and then, when you are ready, come back into the living room and we can get try to get to know one another better.”
The two partners looked at each other and Liam said: “You know Sven, on first sight, it’s difficult to believe that this young stud has any sex problems at all. My god, just look at him, he really is a very nice piece of male flesh, attractive I would say to both sexes, so where the hell is the problem? Has his mother pitched her ball way off mark, or what? But she seems so very sure of herself. Can she be wrong? Anyway, doubtless we shall find out what truly gives once we start talking to this guy. But if she is right and Greg does need some hands-on help, then my guess is that when we get him stripped it will be an absolute pleasure to do business with him, for my impression is that underneath that entire baggy look lurks a super muscled body. You know I find him so attractive at first sight that I could rip his clothes off right now and give him a real, good, hard fuck. How about you Sven: what do you reckon?”
“Supposing that Mrs Parry is correct in her surmises and that young Greg here is sexually nowhere, I can see her concern about what might happen to him of he gets to college and the wrong crowd gets its hand on to him. As you say, Greg is just so drop-dead gorgeous, he would be raped before you could say “how’s your father”. Some guys would just not be able to keep their hands off him.
These private remarks between Liam and Sven were cut short as Greg came back into the room. “Everything OK in the room for you, Greg?” asked Sven.
“Sure, everything is fine, absolutely fine: I’ve got everything I need.”
“Well then, come on let’s sit down together and get to know one another and decide what it is that we are going to do for you. First of all, let me tell you about Liam and me. We are both NBAs which stand for Naked Bodybuilding Assistant, by the way, and work in a nearby naked bodybuilding gym called Ringboy’s Gym, which is owned and run by a guy called Chris Newman, who was your mother’s first contact, which has brought us all together here today. Now, as you have doubtless realised by now, both Liam and I, who are an item, by the way, are totally gay, as are many, but by no means all, of the gym’s clients. The job of the NBAs at the gym is to help the clients with their training routines and, not to beat about the bush, we all spend a lot of time conducting what is politely called “anal stimulation” with the clients; more crudely put we fuck the clients’ butts. Sometimes we have to allow the clients to reciprocate the action, but usually it is we, the NBAs, who do the fucking. So, if you wish, Liam and I and our other NBA colleagues, are what I suppose you could call “professional copulators”: guys who fuck for a living!
“Jesus, Sven, you really are very frank about what you do, laying it on the line like that. I never knew such a service existed.”
“Greg, as you must realise, your presence here is not a very easy subject to come to terms with, but, I think that by being brutally frank about what Liam and I do for a living, at least gives you a clear idea of whom you are talking to. Make no mistake, we are a pair of studs, who fuck other men for a living; it’s a simple as that. I would like to think that we are both highly professional at our job and I can tell you that we both enjoy what we do enormously. Now, Greg, to come to you; you have been cajoled by your mother into coming to stay with us for a few days, without any detail of what is supposed to take place. So, just let me set out for you what we understand the situation to be and then you can tell us your side of the story.”
“Greg, your mother is worried to death about your sex life. She thinks that you are, like Liam and me, gay, that is to say homosexual, but that you have not managed to acknowledge the fact to yourself. Her big worry, as you are all she apparently has got, is that if you go off to college in Berkeley, totally naïve, you will finish up by being raped. And, let me just tell you that now that we have seen you, both Liam and I feel that if you are, as your mother would have us believe, totally inexperienced in sexual matters, then that is exactly what will happen to you; guys will just not be able to keep their hands, not to mention other parts of their anatomy, off you. Anyway, your mother had contacted Ringboy’s some time ago, when Liam and I were scheduled to hold a workshop session for timid young gays, guys who knew that they were gay, but just could not take that first step and have sex with another guy. This programme was a great success and your mother wanted to enrol you on it. Unfortunately by the time she contacted us, the programme was already sold out, but as you were only seventeen at that time, we could not anyway have enrolled you to take part, as you were then still under the legal age. So, now that you are eighteen and ready to fly the family nest, your mother re-contacted Chris, our boss and asked him if he could do something to help you on a private client basis, which is how we come to be here together today.”
“My dear mother is a well-intentioned meddler! What the fuck does my sex life have to do with her? I know she means well, but I wish to hell she would stop mothering me and keep her nose put of my business. My god, I am now eighteen; I am of age and I can do exactly what I wish without any interference from my mother. I can manage my own sex life and for that matter my sexuality, without any help from her – or from you two, for that matter. Who the hell does she think she is, sending me to a pair of what I suppose I must call sex therapists?”
After this somewhat violent but understandable outburst, Greg calmed down: “Look guys, I know you mean well as does my mother, but how do you think that I feel in front of you two, to whom my mother has fed you a garbage account about me; I feel absolutely fucking awful!”
“Listen, Greg, just calm down. There is no damage done. All we have told you is what your mother fears, which may or may not be correct, as we have tried to impress on her, but she feels so sure that she is right that she went ahead and asked Liam and me to see you. So, Greg, how about you just telling us quietly about your life as you see it. Let’s all forget what we have heard from your mother. Just lay it out for us as you see it. If you don’t want to go on at all, then just tell us to go to hell and walk out of here. We shall not be offended in the least. But Greg, just let me say that if there are doubts in your own mind about your sexuality, then please get them off your chest now. You know it is often so much easier to tell strangers, whom you will probably never again meet, your innermost secrets. It’s sort of like the confessional in the Catholic Church, where in complete confidence you can unburden matters which are on your mind, matters which you would not tell to your closest friend. So, how about it? Why not tell us everything? You have our solemn word that nothing you tell us will ever go any further, not even to your mother. Look upon Liam and me as lawyers and yourself as our client. Everything you say is privileged information and will go no further. So, Greg, if you are willing, just sit back and spill the beans.”
“Gee guys, I am really sorry for the outburst, but I was just so wound up with my mother’s meddling in my affairs. Look, guys, the fact of the matter is that I am actually a very lonely person. I don’t have any special friends of either sex. I have sat in class at school with both sexes for years now and become close friends with no one, boy or girl. It is not that I dislike people, but rather that I am excessively shy and unsure of myself. I know looking at me, as you have been, that you are surely wondering how such a good looking guy like me – and no false modesty, I am acutely aware that I am good looking and attractive to both sexes – but one way and another I have regularly pushed people away from me, so that now my class mates just don’t bother asking me to join in with whatever they have in mind for any particular occasion. So, thanks to my own shyness, I have become isolated. I am myself totally to blame for my present state”
“Well, Greg, tell us, isolated or not how you feel about girls; have you got a girlfriend at present or not?”
“Listen guys, to be quite frank with you, I haven’t got a girl friend at present and in fact, I have never had a girlfriend. To be honest, girls do not turn me on much; they simply do not press my buttons. I am inevitably party to my classmates’ interminable discussions revolving around girls and what they would like to do to them if they ever had the chance, but I am not really interested.”
“And how about guys? How do you feel about them? Does looking at them turn you on? Does looking at Liam and me do anything for you? Listen, Greg, what does turn you on, by which I mean does anything start to arouse you sexually or are you indifferent to both girls and boys. Let me just give you an example. I can assure you that both Liam and I find you personally a highly attractive sexual proposition and given half a chance I am sure that we would both like to have sex with you. Now that is a judgement based purely on what we see; in a word, just looking at you turns us on. Now, is there anyone or any occasion which have the same effect on you? Greg, the sex urge and the need for sex are inbuilt traits which as men we all have and ultimately we all have to satisfy them in one way or another. Most of us manage to find a sex partner with whom we can share our needs but some people, whom one might describe as loners, find relief in masturbation. Is that what you do?”
“Listen guys, this is getting incredibly embarrassing for me. Why are you asking me such pointed questions? My sex life is my private affair and nothing to do with you.”
“But, Greg, that is precisely the point; we are trying to find out if you have a sex life or not. Let me come brutally to the point and as you a very direct question. Have you ever had sex with either a woman or a man? Do you, in fact, have a sex life or are you one of the true loners who for one reason or another condemns himself to a lonely life of hollow masturbation?”
Greg began to look very unhappy and a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. He sat there looking totally miserable and sorry for himself, saying nothing for several moments. “OK, guys, you win: I’ve never had sex with anyone, man or woman and no one has ever fucked me.”
“Greg, that’s a great admission and really lets us make some progress. Now, you say girls do not turn you on; how about guys? How do you feel about guys? You know that your mother’s theory is that you are gay and that you have not realised the fact or admitted it to yourself, which is totally inhibiting you from kind of satisfactory sex life. Do you think that you might be gay? It’s a question that both Liam and I had to ask ourselves at one stage in our lives, as it is a life-style changing decision. But once one acknowledges to oneself that one is homosexual, and then the way forward becomes clear. That first step from acknowledging one’s sexuality and then to becoming a practising homosexual can be a hard one to take, but once taken, then life becomes so much easier. You find yourself accepted for what you are and can take steps to develop your future as a gay man. There is no point at all in thinking that things might change and that you might meet some girl, get married and have a family. If you are gay, that just will not happen and you have to accept the way you are. Look at Liam and me; we are both totally gay and we found each other and made a life together, a life in which we are totally happy and fulfilled. That, Greg, is what you have to do if you are gay.”