This is another true story in my series of adventures with bisexuality. I am in my mid 20's 6 ft tall and 170 lbs,and had always been straight. About two years ago I began to explore sex with men also. I am writing the experiences I have had and posting them. Let me know if you enjoy.
My previous experiences had taken place at one bathhouse or a video porn emporium. As I researched a little more about the range of places that guys could meet, I discovered a number of different bathhouses existed. I decided to try some others.
The first new one I picked was more expensive and had large steam rooms and even a jacuzzi. The guys there were, on average, hotter than the place I knew, but there seemed to be a lot more attitude. A guy started to blow me in the sauna, and I watched another guy get sucked while he jacked a guy off. But there were few guys who really did anything for me. I almost went down on a nice guy with a medium length, but thick cock, but could not get past the stale smell of smoke in his pubic hair. I did get propositioned a number of times, but the guys at this place seemed to want an immediate response. An attractive black guy followed me to the video room, but nothing came of it.
The next place I went was very different. Whereas the firs two bathhouses I had attended could be passed off as health clubs, nothing could disguise what this place was for. There was no excercise equipment, no lounge, no carpeted hallways, hardly any lights to speak of. It was like a black hole of sex. Everything was painted black, the walls, ceilings, everything. A few dim lights in the hallway and the spillage of light from dim rooms were all there was to see by.
I took a room and stripped down,heading for the showers. Unlike the other places which had open rooms in which eight guys could shower together, this place had a row of five tiled cubicles with shower curtains. I regretted the loss of an opportunity to check out other guys equipment in the shower and let them see my 7.5 inches, and quickly showered. In the other places, you could linger for 15 minutes watching the parade of bobbing cocks entering and leaving the shower room. I was beginning to wonder if this place was any good. I headed for the sauna and was surprised to find it brightly lit. In the other places the sauna was unlit, and became a perfect place to meet and greet and suck. Here, I was worried.
I decided to walk around and explore the facility. I had to move carefully through the halls as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I passed open doors with guys inside, reclining on their beds, or presenting their asses. Things were looking better. But nothing prepared me for when I rounded the back corner. This hall was completely unlit and all along both walls guys were lined up. At first I could not see but I could hear sucking. I realized that not ten feet in front of me a guy was on his knees in the middle of the hall sucking cock.
As my vision adjusted I could make out perhaps a dozen guys, some waiting, some sucking,some being sucked. New guys would come down one of the three main halls and turn onto this corridor, and guys would reach out and feel them up. Guys were pairing off. jacking off,sucking off. Occasionally a pair would meet and stroke each other and then retire to one room or another to get up close and personal. I was in awe. My cock hardened. Someone reached out for it and began to stroke. I was startled and left, heading back to my room to think about what I had seen.
I just took the red-eye non-stop from Fort Lauderdale. The trip took about three hours. But I knew that in just a couple of hours, it would have all been worth my while. I reached the main terminal and scanned the room. There wasn't many people around at this time of day. But the person I was looking for was there. As promised, I was wearing a pair of black jeans and a neon-orange t-shirt.
He is Brazilian. He is about 5 11" 170 lbs, has light curly brown hair and a thin swimmers built. He is very educated and exteremely sexy. I am 5 10 165 lbs, brn/brown eyes Im Italian and we are both 24 years old. I am completely straight acting and am very closest. I think he is the same way. We started to go to lunch together , took a computer class together and started to hang out.
The cordless phone haphazardly lying right next to me in bed rudely awakened me. Not the sound you want to hear after a long hard night of partying with the boys. Not out of the norm for a 21-year-old college student, "Hello"? I grumbled into the receiver. "Wake up Collin, it's 11 o'clock for God's sake!" Ryan said jokingly. I slipped off my CK's and started the water. Fuck, I needed that.
I'm built pretty sturdy to begin with (5'10" brown hair, brown eyes, muscular at 185,and 8. 5cut), but wanted to work on packing on some more muscle. My mid-west farm boy looks and build always gets me plenty of dick as it is, but I like lifting and decided to hit it pretty hard during my vacation period.
It's been awhile since he has a serious relationship, but that hasn't stopped him from having fun. Mike is now 22, has had sex with a couple of girls and has fooled around with a lot of guys. Mike considers himself to be bi, but he fantasies more about guys. Mike has black hair, brown eyes, and isn't that hairy.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
My Boyfriend is a stud. He is a 25 year old 180 lb hunk of man who spent several years in the air force. I am 21 years old and am the object of desire of most guys and girls I know. Our sex life is AWESOME. My boyfriend is so great in bed. I remember the first time we did it.
I was scanning the faces of the kids in my class when my eyes fell upon a particular boy. His name was Varni Shah. He'd been in the class all year, but I'd never noticed him before. This was probably partly due to the fact that he was Indian (NOT Native American). However now (mid-April) I noticed that he was pretty good-looking and had a nice-looking body. But suddenly I really wanted this guy.
I really wanted to have sex with a black guy, but I never had the opportunity. I hang with black guys, but they are all straight. I love cock. I met Leon through these same friends of mine at a barbecue. He was somehow related to one the guys I hang out with. He was six foot two and weighed about 200 lbs. He was very built and had dreads in his hair which was a major turn on.
A 18 year old boy was going to go to the "Y" on a Sunday to hang out with his friends, do some swimming, play some pool. you know what I mean. Sure, Eric was gay, but no one knew. He couldn't tell anyone, for fear of being the laughing stock of the neighborhood, so he just went along with what the "straight" guys did. but that was as far as it would ever go.
He was hired back in January, and he caught my eye, bundled up in a varsity letter jacket, shoveling snow from the walkways. When spring came, his attire changed to a orange v-neck baseball shirt and a red baseball cap, jeans and light brown Timberlands. Bryan was short, rather short, just 5'5", and that sizzled my desires. I'm a tall guy, 6'4", and I really dig short guys.
I passed through the double doors and made my way to the mid-section of the locker block. I opened my locker and began removing my clothes. I stripped down to my jockey briefs, then slipped them off my legs. I wrapped a towel around myself, and made my way into the shower area. Maybe I should describe myself for you.
Stripped down to my briefs and went to the bathroom. It was a community bathroom and as Rat walked in I started eying him up. He wants to piss and I cant resist looking at his dick. He confronts me and asks me if I enjoy looking at dick. He starts to pull and stroke his cock in front of me.
In this story the waterpolo stud and I learn how important it is to be able to kiss the guy you love, hold hands and of course have passionate love. Playing with each others cocks is also part of what makes life a dream come true.
A busy day of studying and a tonne of assignments had set my schedule back a couple of hours. I try to go at least once a week, just as a plain stress reliever and to tone up and look great. I guess you could say I'm a pretty fit person at 20. I played sports, became a lifeguard three years ago and just enjoyed being active as oppose to slaving over my pile of homework on residence.
Raoul was a big one in my life. He called himself Gary instead of Raoul. He was embarrassed about his ancestry, half Mexican half American. I always thought it was a shame. I used to tease him by calling him Raoul instead of Gary, not to be mean really, to show him how silly he was. He had a very round face.
So, when he happened to drive through the old part of town, and noticed Henry's Barber Shop, he figured he'd go in and get a bit of a trim. He wore his hair quite long- coming to just above his shoulders. He liked it that way and often liked to put it in a ponytail in the warm weather. The shop had that old, 1940's feel to it-Playboy in the magazine rack and an out-of date calendar on the wall.
Everybody knows everybody and everybody knows all the cops. It was a Sunday morning. I was driving home pissed off at my boss for having to get up early Sunday morning to work. Stupid me, I sped past the police department going 20 MPH faster than I should have been. Sure enough, a squad car was just pulling out. He flashed his lights as he pulled behind me. I cursed and pulled over.
I decide to go back for another look. I realized that from the central hall I could look down and see a five foot stretch of the back hall. When I got there I found a man about 6'4" bent over and sucking a young guy. Another guy came up behind him and started feeling his ass. Soon he pulled out a condom and I watched as he rolled it over his dick and pressed it against the big man's ass. It looked as though the lack of lube caused problems in getting it in and the point was rendered moot when the big man left to finish off the young guy in private. I heard a man turn to the guy who had been doing the fucking and say "Did you get it in?"
"Part way" he replied. An Asian guy about my age stepped into the somewhat lit spot where these activities had taken place. He took off his towel and started to jerk off. I moved to within about three feet to get a closer look. I was surprised as his cock continued to grow till it was about 8 inches long. What really stood out was its thickness and the generous foreskin which covered the head. He moved towards me his cock now only inches away. I reached out and took hold. The heat from his dick was amazing and I savored the sensation of sliding his foreskin over his cockhead. Precum dribbled out of his slit, lubing up my hand. I moved towards him.
He reached beneath my towel and took hold of my semi erect cock stroking it quickly. I increased my tempo on his thick spongy member. I felt some additional hands on my ass and then a tongue on my nipple. We had guests. I was not into a big group thing at the moment and started to walk away. I turned to see if he would follow me to my room, but he just stood, waiting for a new guy to grab his rod. I walked around a bit and then decided to return to the back hall from the other side. I passed a room with an open door in which a guy with a shaved head was vigorously face fucking another guy. He was turned away and I could not see much of his cock. After a while he instructed his sucker just to hold him in his throat and tongue him. He held the guys head right up against his pubic hair and moaned. Without looking he reached out and shut the door.
At this point I became aware of another feature of this place. This door had a window in it. Most of the rooms a a sort of lockable hatch either on the door or wall, either at cock height or eye level. I was able to continue watching through the door as the skinhead suited up and prepared to fuck his new friend. I could not see actual penetration but had a great view of this guy clenching his ass cheeks as he drove his dick into the guy from behind. Eventually he flipped him over and began a series of huge full thrusts, after which he would keep his cock entirely sheathed in ass for what seemed like an eternity. Each forceful thrust elicited a whimper from the guy being fucked, but he seemed to like it rough. After a few minutes however the guy shut the window.
I headed back to the back hall. It was a sea of cocks and hands and mouths. As I walked along a dozen guys groped me and I reached out to touch a dozen cocks, but none of them were as thick and meaty as the Asian guy i had seen before. I wandered around enjoying the freedom to explore a range of cocks with no obligation, but I kept an eye out for my friend from before. Eventually I saw him coming out of another guy's room his semi hard cock looking red and angry. I figured that he had just come. I was jealous. "That was supposed to be my cum" I thought. As he headed for the showers I figured that i had missed my chance.
I was surprised when I passed the room where the skinhead had been doing the fucking and found him with my Asian friend. They both smiled and invited me in. They were a couple and they were very interested in double teaming me. The whole time I stood in the door I kept thinking about being on all fours getting fucked up the ass by the shaved guy while his Asian lover filled my throat with 8 thick inches. I was very tempted to say yes, but two things caused me to say no. I was a little concerned about how rough the guy was, and I also prefer to be the one to suck a guy's first load. Both of these guys had already just come.
I decided to decline their offer and went back to cruising around. In the next two hours I began to regret saying no, as I had not found anyone else who really got me going. Most of the guys were older. I do not have anything against older guys, but these guys were generally in their fifties and out of shape. I decided to hit the showers and leave. As I was relaxing under a stream of hot water I could look out and see guys changing and putting their clothes into lockers. As I was finishing I saw a good looking guy about 40 come in and begin to strip. He put his clothes in his locker and turned towards the shower beside mine.
As he strode forward my eyes were drawn to his swinging dick. It was not huge but it had real heft to it. I decided to stick around,and stayed in the shower. When I heard his shower stop i stopped mine, and we both stepped out. We stopped to dry ourselves, and i made sure he got a look at my cock, my ass and the hungry look on my face as I looked at his cock. He did not react much and I headed to the sauna. I then proceeded to the back hall, hoping to find this new guy there. I passed several guys until I got to the end of the hall. There he was. I stepped up to him and lightly stroke d his nipple. He did not move. I moved my hand to his towel and reached in for his cock. He opened his towel to give me access as I lifted his semi erection up and began a slow pumping motion. As it began to harden I was impressed with how it grew especially in thickness. It reached about eight inches and I could feel the surging pulsing blood swelling it thicker.
He reached out to my cock and i just stepped away,but he seemed to want to get a hold of my cock. I wanted to concentrate on him,so I dropped to my knees and pressed my lips over his cockhead driving his full length of cock into my mouth on that first stroke. I gave him three or four deep throat strokes and then came up for air, licking his cock head. He grabbed my head and forced it back in giving me full eight inch strokes on every thrust. I began to gag after about five strokes and he relented, as I alternated between short licking strokes and long deep throat sucking ones.
By this time quite a crowd had gathered to watch. I contemplated the possibility of staying on my knees and sucking them all, guys kept trying to feel me and suck me and play with my ass. I almost said" Look, stop fucking with me and after I suck his load I'll do whoever wants to be sucked." The thought of being such a slut sent a chill. But I decided that I really just wanted to concentrate on this one beautiful cock, so I got up and asked him back to my room.
When we got there I dropped back to my knees and rolled my tongue around his silky cockhead as precum flowed onto my tongue. I milked more out with my thumb and spread it around my lips. He placed a hand on my head and slid his cock in. I pushed my nose into his belly. He sat down and I continued to suck in long deep strokes while dabbing him with my tongue. He slid forwards and lifted up slightly both pushing his cock all the way in, and giving me access to his ass. I reached out with my left hand and stroked his balls, then the area just behind them, snaking my fingers towards his asshole. I cupped his balls in my hand and pulled down gently as I reached out with two fingers and rubbed them against his pucker. I kept the fingers dancing on his ass and balls as I slurped down his precum and sucked him in rapid four inch strokes.
I could feel the tension in his balls. Its suddenness surprised me , but I suspected he was getting close. When he put a hand on my head and began forcing it up and down at his perfect rhythym, I Knew he was close. I increased the tongue action as I had constant access to his cockhead. This did the trick. With a jolt, he began to pump thick cum into my mouth, as he continued to fuck rapidly. His flavor filled my mouth even as his frenzied thrusting caused it to spill from my lips and dribblle down my chin. The scent of cum filled my nostrils and I luxuriated in the sensation of having my mouth truly fucked.
He sat and watched as I licked up the spillage and milked whatever I could from his softening cock.
Thank you for messaging me in the DomBlk4SubWhtM4M chat room. It was an honor to talk to you. The picture you sent me was amazing. You are incredibly handsome and very masculine. Your muscled body and huge hard cock have me very excited. I hope the zip file of pictures I have attached is satisfactory. I included one of my dick, one of me bent over spreading my cheeks with my hole exposed.
They all knew what a tease I could be, especially with the men, so it came as no surprise that I started teasing someone else. Ed was one of 'the group'. He was about 5'10", 140lbs and had short, dark hair. He was half italian, on his fathers side I think. He had a cute face, and a gorgeous bum. It was the latter that started it all. I don't think he heard me.
I am married and have an eight-year-old son and 10 year old daughter. And by the way I am very attracted to young smooth boys (18-19). I rarely, maybe every two to three years, am involved sexually with boys, but I am always fantasizing about them when I jack off. This story is about one of those rare times that I got involved with a boy.
See, I'm bisexual, and most of the time I'm primarily attracted to women. But when I want good, hot sex without all the baggage, I like a nice juicy cock between my lips. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me.
I was born on a village far, far away from where I stay now. I was born on a place where the days and the night has the same duration of 12 hours each because the equator lays above my head directly. So, yes, it is warm the whole day and night. So it was beautiful to go naked inside and outside the house. In the garden and under the rain on open rice field. I like being naked.
Now I was about to shower in one of the locker rooms at work. I was conscious of my less than buff body. I'm not a blob, but I do have a little gut, and my buns while they're attractive enough and firm, they aren't rock solid. I was also the only black guy there, making me feel extra self-conscious. As I undressed, glancing around as subtly as possible, fighting off an erection.
My students had adjusted to me, their new computer studies teacher, and I was getting along quite well with them. All seemed to be fine except for one student, Ray, who seemed to be having trouble with his assignments. He asked if I could stay after classes one afternoon and help him catch up.
It was a gloomy day with dark clouds taking the joy out of life. I dragged out of bed and fed myself. I had to skip my morning wank as I was late for my research project. I hastily dressed on with my briefs, levis, a t-shirt, and a jacket. I quietly left the apartment although the need for that was out of order. I walked down the hallway to discover a sign on the elevator switch-board.
The elderly surgeon's voice seemed to echo from between the cheeks of my buttocks. I gulped as his finger forced open my sphincter and went where no man had been before. His Registrar was a hunky young guy named Osbourne. He gripped my shoulders and whispered reasuringly to me. "Won't take long". He was so close I could smell his aftershave.
It seems that I always enjoyed the thrill of being by myself and being very free to do whatever I wanted to. This especially applied to the dangerous and exciting world of live rock and roll. I was especially looking forward to the concert tonight. They both were over six feet tall and had short hair.
Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes.
No apologies, no shame, no closets for Bobby. I knew all of this from across the bar, just looking at him, watching him talk to his friends. I had to meet him, even just talk to him for a few minutes, I was drawn to him. He was cute in a feminine sort of a way, pretty, almost childlike in his innocence....
I gather the most pleasure from having a nice hard cock in my mouth and a man forcing me to suck it. To understand why this is you have to look at where it all began. It all began when I was just thirteen. I spent the summers with my mom at our cottage in the valley. The cover read "Slaves to Cock".
Right after I graduated from high school I used to work in this drugstore. This 45 year old tall, broad-shouldered and heavily muscled construction worker used to come in and chat with me. One day we meet up after work...
Since he had been scheduled to work today for the early early lunch shift, he was off at six. That was OK with me, since it had been a late one the night before. Much as I had enjoyed balling all night with this great looking stud, I was a little tired today. Not as young as I used to be, I guess.
I went for the same reason as the previous post, I had never seen porn on a big screen. The theater was fairly well lit. It was easy to see the people around me but not bright enough to read. As my eyes adjusted, I could see all sorts of strange things going on. Frankly, I was a bit amazed.
Cum lined the inside of my throat and the cock in my mouth was about ready to give me another tasty load. But I was getting bored and I wanted to go back to the gay bar and have guys buy me more drinks. I was coming down from the beers I had earlier. The man standing in front of me let out a soft moan as I sqweezed on his suddenly twitching member. The man left and I decided to go too.
I was bored and horny so I decided to accept an party invitation to go out. In our small country town there are no gay nightspots but there is a group of committed studs that put on the occasional function at a secret location. This time Adrian the organizer had decided to have a barn dance out on a sheep property.
This is the second story of a relationship I had for four years with a friend. We spent a lot of time together and had a lot of good times. This is about a walk in the woods we took one day that ended in a meadow with some really good sex.
So I packed my stuff up and left for my uncles house. I was walking about an hour and a half making great time when a trucker pulled ahead of me and asked me if I wanted a lift. So I asked him where he was going and his answer was close to my uncles house only about a mile away. So I accepted his offer and hope in. We made small talk for the first couple of miles.
About 3am, I heard a noise outside, I looked out and a damn wrecker was attaching to my car. I lived out in the country, I couldn't do without my car! I didn't bother to dress, ran outside in just briefs, and started begging him to leave my car a few more days. I offered him the 40.
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