Me and my two buddies, Steve and Joe, had been fucking the fag for several weeks now.  We caught him checking us out in the gym showers a couple of times.  So one night we bent him over and gave him what he wanted.  Since then every other day or so, we have been stopping by his place and having him service us.  At first he fought back and claimed we were wrong about him, but we did not believe him and between the three of us, there was not to much of a problem holding him down and using his tight holes for our pleasure.

Tonight we had been out drinking and we were really horny, none of the chicks at the bar wanted to party, so we were left, at closing time, with blue balls.  We decided a visit to the fags place was required. As usual he fought back a little, just trying to make us think he is really straight, like it matters at this point. We stripped him down and got naked ourselves. My buddy Joe got on top of the fag to hold him in place while I used the fag’s pussy.  

That’s when the dark, evil part of my brain took over.  I could not help but notice that as Joe moved into position to hold the fag in place, his own, tight, hairy ass was spread out on display looking a lot like the fag’s pussy.  It would only take an adjustment of a few degrees, when I thrust forward, to make his hole into another pussy.

My mind was trying to sort out these new thoughts about how good of a friend Joe really was? I mean, yea, he was an OK guy to hang out with.  But somehow the dark part of the brain was better at rationalizing.  If Joe has a pussy then Steve and I would not have to wait our turn.  Two cocks and two pussies was a much better ratio.  Plus Joe was obviously asking for it.  I mean why else would a dude display his hole like that only a couple of inches from a cock ready to fuck? 

Staring at Joe’s well positioned hole, I saw it twitch.

As I looked over at Steve, his hard cock in hand, staring at the two holes on display, I knew the same idea was running thru his brain.

So Joe is no longer our friend, but we still see him almost every day.  Just like the fag, he fights us at first, but Steve and I just take turns holding him in place while the other guy gets off in his new cunt.