Amy

The next morning I woke with a sore ass to find Amy sitting on the edge of my bed and smiling at me. My covers were thrown off the bed and there was no hiding the morning wood that was struggling to free itself from my boxer shorts.

"Have a fun night with Kate?" she asked with a knowing smile. She glances at the tent in my boxers. "Looks like you were dreaming about it, huh?"

"What are you doing here?"

"You parents and brother are all gone to work already," she said. "You slept half the day! I figured this would be a good time to check-in and see how my plan was working out."

"Your plan?"

"Like you haven't figured it out already," she said. "I know you better than you know yourself. David...Kate...I set it all up for you, baby. I knew what you would like even before you did."

"I'm not gay!" I protested.

"No, you're not gay," she said. "But you can't tell me you're not bi. I have a video of David fucking you in the ass that proves that."

"What do you want?"

"To see you happy, of course," Amy said. "I knew Kate would be perfect for you. I met her in a chat room a while back and learned all about her dirty little fetish for watching gay and bisexual guys fuck. When I found out you knew her and kinda even liked her, it seemed like the perfect match."

I blushed, knowing she already knew too much for me to argue with her.

"Now I'm going to help her find a good fit for the two of you to have sex with," she said. "I know its not David. David was just here, available and horny. And, of course, he's had the hots for you since the fourth grade. When I told him I could arrange things, he didn't believe me, but he jumped at the chance."

Her hand slid down and freed my erection from the confines of my boxers.

"So what kind of guy do you really see yourself with?" she asked.

"I don't," I said. "I see myself with Kate."

"Of course, Kate is your girlfriend and one day she'll be your wife," Amy said. "But for that to work, you're going to have to open yourself up a bit...literally."

She started stroking me.

"So...what is your perfect guy?"

I really had no idea how to answer that. I was new to this whole bisexual thing. Honestly, part of me still insisted that I wasn't bi. But another part of me was thinking about David pressing his cock into me....

"Or maybe 'who' is the perfect guy?"

My mind went back to all of the gay porn I'd watched wity Kate. There were big black cock videos. There were skinny little twink videos. There were big hairy bear videos. We'd run through the whole list of gay fetish videos.