Sara and Sam were two new kids at school. They were twins, but not identical, since they were different genders. Just the same, there was a lot of similarity. They hung out together a lot, but quickly connected with the social groups at the school.

Sam was in several of my classes, and we became friends. I thought Sara was really hot, but that's not the sort of thing you tell a guy about his sister, so I kept it to myself.

I would talk with Sara when I was at Sam's house, and she always seemed friendly. Finally I asked Sam if he minded if I asked his sister out, and he said it would be fine – in fact I was the kind of guy he would want his sister going out with.

I asked Sara out to go to a movie, and then realized that I had no way to get there. I had a driver's license, but no car available. My father worked second shift and had the car with him. We could take a bus to the shopping mall where the theater was, but that seemed pretty tacky.

Sam came to the rescue and volunteered to drive us. At first I was really glad, but as the day approached I began to feel a bit strange about taking a girl out with her brother in the car.

Fortunately Sam was really cool about it, and put us both in the back seat so we could get acquainted. On the way to the movie we only got as far as holding hands, but it was a start. During the course of the movie we began kissing, which continued in the back seat on the way back to her house. Their parents were both working, so we would have the house to ourselves.

Arriving home, Sam offered us both some beer and we accepted. As we drank the beer I wondered if Sam would give us some privacy, but as we finished the beer, he said, "Don't mind me – just pretend I'm not here," as he turned on the TV and selected a movie.

Sara and I continued kissing and I touched her breast, hoping I wasn't going too far for her. Her kisses became more passionate and I knew she liked it.

I felt her rubbing my crotch and unzipping my pants. My hard cock was out and being fondled expertly. As we continued to kiss I realized that I was being sucked. I started to pull away to look, but Sara held my head firmly to her and we kissed all the more passionately.

The sucking was wonderful and soon I was cumming. Sara released me and I could see Sam kneeling between my legs. He smiled as he looked up at me, my load still in his mouth. "Thank you," was all I could think to say, but was shocked that my friend was gay.

Sam excused himself, and Sara and I were finally alone together. I told her I was very surprised about Sam and she told me that they often had three-ways where they lived before, and could give it a try if I wanted. I told her that I enjoyed what Sam did but would have to think about it.

"Well, perhaps you should return the favor," Sara said. I told her I was straight and she said I could remain straight and just help Sam out. I wondered if a hand job would be good enough.

I called out to Sam and he called me back to his room. I told him I liked what he had done and wondered if I could help him. "Maybe another time," he said, "I just jacked-off."

I felt relieved, but thought that I'd at least get credit for the offer.

Sam drove me home, but we didn't speak much – I was trying to find the right words. Finally, I said, "Sam, I've never had a friend who was gay before – at least not that I know."

"It's pretty much the same as other friendships," he said, "Except it can be much more."

"But I'm straight," I said.

"And you can stay straight," Sam replied, "I won't try to convert you, but will be glad to help you out when you need it."

We arrived home and I thanked Sam. I went to bed and thought about a three-way with Sara and Sam, imagining the various ways it could work – most of the ways involved me doing things that straight guys just don't.

The next day was Saturday and I called Sam to see if he wanted to hang out. The truth was that I was really curious about him being gay and had a lot of questions. This was really new to me, but strangely intriguing.

We decided to go for a walk in one of the nearby parks. There were a lot of nature trails that would provide privacy for our discussion. As we walked, I began, "I really liked your 'help' yesterday – it was really great!"

"I'm glad to help," affirmed Sam, "And will give you more whenever you need it."

"It's great for me," I said, "But what do you get out of it?"

"Well, you know how you feel when you kiss a girl, or suck her nipples, or lick her pussy?" he asked.

"Haven't licked pussy yet," I said, "But I'm I'd be aroused."

"We'll have to get Sara to have you lick her," Sam said smiling, "But you get the point – for me sucking is very arousing."

"If that's the case, you should jack-off the next time you suck me," I said.

"I will if as long as it's okay with you," he replied, "I don't want to ruin the experience for you."

"That's very considerate of you," I said, "But it's only fair."

"By the way, what does cum taste like?" I asked.

"It's kind of strong tasting, but not like anything else I can think off," explained Sam, "I suppose it's an acquired taste, and I really love it."

We had walked a couple of miles and stopped to rest at the next bench we encountered. Sam had told me about how he first realized that he was gay, and about some of his early experiences, and how important it was to be discrete.

I assured him that I would never reveal his secret, and valued his friendship as well as his 'help'.

As I looked at Sam I realized how nice his face was. His features were delicate, and almost feminine. His hair was a little longer than boys normally wore, and he could pass for a girl if he wanted to. Before I knew it I found myself asking, "May I kiss you?"

That was unintentional – a thought that should have just remained in my head, but now it was out. Sam turned to me on the bench and leaned my way. I leaned toward him and our lips met, and soon our tongues were probing each other's mouths. I was beginning to get aroused and soon I felt Sam's hand squeezing my cock through my pants.

We finished our kiss and my head was spinning! That was as passionate as any kiss with a girl! I had never expected to kiss a guy before, but it was pretty nice!

"You're aroused," said Sam, "And I'll be glad to help you with that."

"Not here," I said, "Let's find a more private spot down the trial."

We walked down the trail, both aroused at the thought of what was in store for us.

We arrived at a place where there was a dense thicket of scrubs near the trail. We left the trail and walked around the thicket, finding a place not visible from the trail.

Sam began taking his clothes off and urged me to do the same. "Not here," I said, "But you go ahead."

Soon Sam was standing before me, completely naked except for his shoes and socks. His cock was partially erect and he saw me staring at it.

"Go ahead if you like," he said.

I took it in my hand and gently squeezed, and it quickly hardened. Sam pulled close and we kissed again, and then he dropped to his knees and unzipped me. He then took my cock out and began sucking.

"Go ahead and stroke," I said, and Sam began to jack-off as he sucked me.

It didn't take long before I was cumming in his mouth, and soon afterward Sam shot his load onto the ground between my feet.

Somehow I felt differently about things after I came. I was relieved but also felt a little uneasy about kissing Sam – like I was afraid I might turn gay.

"You okay?" asked Sam.

I explained that I sometimes got guilt feelings after I came, and he said it wasn't unusual, but it would pass.

Soon it did and I began to feel more curious about being gay. We returned and I thanked Sam before going home. When I got home I looked up some gay porn and found myself getting aroused again. As I looked at pictures of guys sucking cock I was surprised to find that I kept thinking of ME doing the sucking! Finally I just had to jack-off, and those thoughts kept returning. Finally I came as I imagined Sam cumming in my mouth.

Once I came I felt terribly guilty and decided not to look at gay porn any more. But I still found those troubling thoughts returning and for the next few days every time I jacked off I would cum thinking about sucking Sam. I tried to focus on Sara, but Sam kept showing up in my fantasies!

The next time I saw Sam I confessed it all to him, and he agreed that it was a difficult struggle for me. He recommended that if I do suck, not to cum until much later, so my guilt wouldn't ruin the experience for me. To my surprise, he didn't offer to let me suck him – I supposed because he didn't want to stress our friendship.

The next day I was determined to take action. I told Sam that I really needed to find out if I liked sucking and asked for his help. He agreed and we went into the woods after school. He took out his cock and I got to my knees and took him into my mouth. It felt good – almost natural, and I began to suck. Sam guided me, telling me how to move my tongue and soon he pumped his hot load into my mouth.

As Sam had said, it was a strong taste, and very unusual. He told me to just hold it in my mouth awhile to experience it better. I did, and later swallowed.

"I really liked that," I said, "And think I want to do it again!"

"I'm glad you liked it," he said, "Now you understand what it's like for me."

"But do you get the guilt feelings when you cum?" I asked.

"No, but I think yours will pass with more practice," Sam explained, "As your subconscious accepts your enjoying cock, there we be fewer of those feelings."

"Maybe I should practice every day," I said, "Would that be okay with you?"

"Only if I can blow you as well," Sam said.

"I'm ready now," I said, unzipping.

As Sam sucked me I kept thinking how wonderful it felt to blow him and for him to cum in my mouth. It didn't take long before I was cumming in Sam's mouth.

We repeated this every day, and afterward Sam would ask me about my guilt feelings. I was happy to find that they were slowly abating.

One day Sam said he thought I was ready for the next step, and told me to come to his house after school. We went to his bedroom and both got undressed.

"Now that you are nearly over your guilt feelings I think you are ready to 69," he said.

Sam had me lay on my back on his bed and then climbed on top with his cock in my mouth while he sucked me. That was incredibly arousing, but as I looked up I could see his bedroom door open – I hoped that we had the place to ourselves.

We continued to suck and were both rock-hard, and soon he came in my mouth, which sent me over the edge and I also came. We just lay there, draining into each other's mouths. As I looked up I saw Sara standing in the doorway, smiling.
"Well, it looks like you boys have grown closer," she said, "And soon we'll be ready for a three-way!"

  To be continued . . .

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