Trying to turn a gay guy straight...

Trying to turn a gay guy straight...Long ago, when me and 'Mr' Pornman didn't know each other existed.....! I was going through a period with my first husband when we hadn't been having sex for well over a year, we had become more like brother and sister, and I was getting my 'fun' elsewhere. We are talking about the late 80's.Anyway, I knew a friend of mine was well into swinging. I wasn't at the time, but I did LOVE to get my hands on - or rather my mouth around - a good hard, and preferably LARGE cock! She and I had had a few drinks in the bar of the restaurant I ran with my husband one night, when the chat got round (as it usually did) to sex. I told her about a guy I had slept with a few nights before and she was 'all ears', then she told me about a guy she knew who was gay, but had no long-term partner. She said he was a very good looking guy who worked at a pub about 10 miles away, and who only the women knew was gay - all the men thought he was just a bit 'quiet' (Ha ha!)She said she had chatted to him 2 or 3 times about trying to get him to fuck her as she thought she could 'change him' but he always made the joke that, as gay guys were usually real stallions, it would take at least TWO women to get him to succomb..... Then she asked if I would be up for it... I was REALLY shocked! I thought I had an open mind when it came to sex, but the idea of a 3-some with a GAY guy was something I had never contemplated. Actually, it was getting me rather aroused and I could feel my panties getting a little damp even at the thought of it. So . . . I agreed!A couple of nights later she rang me to tell me to make sure I could get away from the restaurant about 10pm on Sunday. She told me to come to her place, which was an upstairs flat in a very old 17th century house which used to be miles from anywhere, but now had a main road built right past it. Sunday came, and I made my excuses and left home just before 10pm.I knocked on her door, and after a few moments it was opened by a GORGEOUS guy who looked in his early 30's. He was wearing the 'regulation' gay mans outfit - very tight black jeans with a skin-tight, white capped-sleeve T-shirt (didn't bother looking at his shoes!!!!! Lol!) I looked at his torso and it was RIPPED!!!!!!!!! 'Fucking hell!' I thought, as I gazed at his fine frame."Hi. You must be Laura?" He said in a wonderfully velvety voice which made my juices start running immediately."Er, ... yyyyes. And you are....?" I couldn't remember his name by now."Gary" he replied, with a little grin which let me know he knew the effect the vision of him in that doorway was having.. I walked in and up the stairs to find my friend sitting on her sofa wearing a tight black PVC dress which stopped just above her knees, and stiletto 'come-fuck-me' shoes."You've met 'Gary' then...?" she grinned. "Now did I lie????""Oh no. You did not....." I answered, while grinning at Gary and letting my eyes scroll down to his crotch which was, surprisingly for a gay man, already bulging. I sat down next to my friend and Gary got me a glass of wine."So Laura, we're gonna try and fuck Gary straight then..? Hmmm..?" said my friend as she looked at Gary. He just grinned. "Do you think me and Laura can do it?" she asked."We'll see" he said. "Gina has told me you give a better blow-job than a gay man, Laura. Is that right?" he asked. Before artemisbet yeni giriş I could even answer, he stood up in front of me, unzipped his fly, reached inside his jeans and flopped his semi-erect - and rather large