I had just turned 18, and was finally ready and able to peruse the adult book store that I knew to be about 20 minutes outside of the town in which I grew up. The only real porn I was ever able to get my hands on before that was straight porn, much easier to come by. But now, I was finally able to experience gay porn for the first time. I had had a few experiences throughout high school, but nothing remotely as great as what I would experience that day. Needless to say, whatever magazines I purchased were not what I will remember about it.
After getting up enough nerve to make my way towards the gay section I stared at the magazines, trying not to look so interested in them. Other guys surrounded me with their copies of Hustler and such. It was then I realised that I was being watched. I glanced behind me and noticed an older guy in his 30s watching me, he quickly looked away, with him was another guy not as tall, probably mid twenties who seemed to be watching as well, as if they wanted to know what magazine I'd go for. Finally, without hesitation I decided that I wanted my magazine and I wanted to go home. I grabbed it, paid for it and was out the door that fast.
The next thing I knew I was at my car door, when I thought to look back again. The two dudes were getting in their car and continued to stare at me in amazement. I knew at once they were like me, although I'm still not sure how. They just kept eyeing my 18 year old body, so obviously. I thought to myself, I'm crazy...but what the hell.
I started over towards their car before they even started the engine, and they seemed to be as surprised as I myself was that I approached them.
"What's up, guys?" I asked.
"Not much, dude," the younger one said.
"Well," as I grabbed enough strength in me to say the rest, "it just seemed as though you wanted to ask me something."
"What do you mean?" asked the older one, trying to egg me on.
"Well," I began again, "it seemed that, I dunno, that the two of you hot studs wanted to team fuck me, or something."
My heart skipped a beat at being so forward, the truth is I had always fantasised about being between to older guys and really getting the hell fucked out of me. I didn't care that these two very hot guys were total strangers to me. I was far to along to care.
"Yeah," the younger said.
"I'm Rod," said the older, "this is my buddy Matt."
"I'm Dave," I said. "So are you both tops?"
"Yeah," said Matt, "which is why we were eyeing you."
"Cool."
At this time I'll spare you the uniteresting parts and prepare you for the interesting. At the end of this conversation in the parking lot we agreed that I'd follow them to their place, which was an apartment building about three miles up the road. It was very public, and seemed very safe, although I didn't really care. I was so hard that entire drive I didnt even think about turning back.
At the time this happened I was a slim 5'7" and weighed about 130. I had the perfect boy-body for these two hot studs. Rod was about 6'1" and had a somewhat muscular build, nothing extreme but hot. He wore a size 15 shoe, about which I will explain more later. Matt was 5'10, and proportioned roughly the same as Rod.
When we got settled in Rod's apartment it didnt take long to get moving. He placed a gay video in the VCR that portrayed a scene similar to the one that was about to be acted out for real.
"So you wanna get team fucked, huh, boy?" Rod said in a studly voice.
"Yes, sir," I replied.

END PART I