My male friend-with-benefits and I disagreed how many bois it takes for gay group sex to go down. He said three. I called that a threesome. I said four because three ain’t no group. It’s more like a clique, or a pairing. The verdict’s still out. But I still stand by my rule of thumb - if the number of naked men with hard erections exceeds the interior space of a Kia mini van, it’s group sex. Hey, I’m stubborn.

But so’s Lance Bass of Nsync. I knew he was gay the first time I saw him skipping and dancing in a MTV video with Justin Timberlake (I don’t care if JT is pounding Cameron Diaz. My gaydar is on and he’s going down.). I’m happy for Lance, but I wish it “coulda been me” instead of some gay reality tv series nut…Do I have to audition for the Amazing Race to get Lance’s attention?

Back to threesomes. This week HisFirstGaySex brings you Sean Wade. This guy is intriguing. He’s got cool sideburns, the kind you see on men who work in straight hair salons. In fact, I daresay he’s a tad on the punk side, and I like it. He’s wearing bangles, necklaces, wrist bands, ear rings, and has a super cool tattoo on his left pec chest. He’s also a damn fine cocksucker and a nice piece of bottom ass (I started out thinking he was a top or at least versatile but NO WAY - the bois all bottom, and who’s complaining!!!). He gets his rockabilly rump strummed by two handsome gay studs who appear to take LOTS of pleasure trading spaces on his anus and giving club boi deep satisfying meat enemas. I really like Sean Wade - his hip, rocker personna is welcome relief to the scores of personality-less Twinks I’ve been jerking off to this summer.

“Ok, homeboi, i’ll milk your tubesteak if you let me lick your tattos,” said Kiko, a surprisingly hung asian mix boi kicking it in a grey wifebeater and baggy jeans. “No prob, playa,” said Rob, a heavily inked straight thug who’s biatch is knocked up with his second kid. “This tat on my abs is out of respect for my number one boi. Tongue it. It don’t bite.” Kiko, aroused, flicks the letters, abs, and Rob’s stomach, then puts a hand down his jeans and grips a throbbing uncut cock. He doesn’t stop there. He puts Rob’s arms up and burrows into his sweet smelling armpits, nibbling the tender flesh. The passion escalates. Soon, Kiko is in a man trap - gobbling Rob’s meatstick while getting can opened by his thug pal, Chris, who…