I knew I was bi at a young age. At 14 I sucked my first cock. A day later, I lost my anal cherry. I wouldn't take any of it back. It was all a great experience that you couldn't buy. However, it did lead me down a great path to discovery.
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I knew I was bi at a young age. At 14 I sucked my first cock. A day later, I lost my anal cherry. I wouldn't take any of it back. It was all a great experience that you couldn't buy. However, it did lead me down a great path to discovery.
i started like a lot of guys. kind of boring really. going to abs's as a young guy , just because at the time , there was nowhere else that you could see films of people fucking. turns out there was always someone there that wanted suck your cock. you let them do it for a while , then you think about sucking also. sooner or later you end up being a cocksucker. then you never go back. i'm sure lots of cocksuckers got their start that way.
I have always loved anal sex with my wives and girl friends. I started watching trans porn and was really turned on by chicks with dicks. Then I came to realize how much dicks turned me on, after I sucked the first one I wanted more, after I fucked the first guy I wanted more.
I received an unexpected happy ending massage from a male masseur in Thailand. It opened up a cueoousity in me so I kept going back to him, it became weekly with him sucking me off. Then I sought out more versatile providers so I could experiment taking a cock in my mouth. I accepted my bisexuality at the te der age of 54!
Bi life is full of journeys. As I stated at the start of this thread, I sucked my first cock at 14. Almost at the same time, my sister had her first lesbian/bi encounter with a much older woman as well. As she has told me, the woman (who I'll call "Ms. Thompson" was a neighbor, a recent divorcee) invited her to a bridal shower for one of the women they worked with. At the time, my sister was 15 and worked part time at an insurance agency doing filing other "busy" work.
After the party was over, Ms. Thompson asked if my sis would help her clean up, which she did, which included finishing off all of the left over wine from the party. After they were finished, she said that Ms. Thompson invited her upstairs... that she had a few special presents for her. Sherry, being the trusting person she was thought that Ms. Thompson had bought her a special gift for helping her out. It turned out that the special present was an 18" double dildo, two bottles of lube, and three steel butt plugs, each with different sizes (small, medium and large).
That's when she told Sherry to put her toys back in the bag, took her by the hand and led her into Ms. Thompson's bedroom. Apparently, it was game-on because Sherry said that no sooner than her head hit the bed that Ms. Thompson was straddling her face, skirt up and no underwear. Sherry said she didn't have a choice to eat her or smother. But that once she got into it, she really liked it.
And she felt special that she had been chosen out of a group of probably 50 girls. She said that after that initial encounter, the two shared the other toys and that she went back to her place multiple times to use the "big (double) dildo" and to play "anal games" as she called it. She said she loved going to the grocery store together wearing short skirts and their butt plugs just to drive the other shoppers crazy. They both got their nipples pierced at the same time and even got matching tattoos.
Sherry said that she and Ms. Thompson were together for almost two full years until the insurance agency closed and her lover moved away to Joplin, Missouri to take another job.
I guess it does take a little conditioning, but there are some benefits to learning!
..I did.I had 2 college boys that used to keep me happy all the time.Then i lost them when i moved and it hit me to try it out.I got 3 under my belt so far.All were small and small shooters.Hoping for a 6"er and big shooter soon.Quote:
Originally Posted by marine20
For me it started young with anal sex. Growing up in the 1960s I received a lot of enemas which I hated at first but then began to enjoy, secretly. I think we were 13 when me and a guy friend were alone together for awhile and started talking about fucking girls and what it must be like. We also talked about our enemas, he had also gotten them often just like me. I was really joking, but I commented that since we both had butts we could practice on each other. To my dismay he agreed, just so he got to do it to me after I did him. We were actually in a campground shower house with no campers there, and our parents were in a club get together so we went into a shower stall and took off our pants. I couldn’t get up him, too tight. But, he got his dick in my butt, no lube but he was very small but erect. That’s how it started, however I didn’t suck a cock until I was in my 50s. I had anal several times during the years before my 50s. My round girlish butt got me in trouble all the time.
I find this an intriguing question because I can't point to any one thing that influenced me. I remember that at some point I started becoming curious about fondling another cock, but I don't remember if there was a trigger that influenced me.
Growing up in the late 50's/early 60's there were the usual comments about queers and such among my peers in our preteens and teens, but I never did feel like 'those people' should have been harassed or demeaned. I had empathy for them because of the negative attitudes in our society about homosexual behavior.
All that aside, one thing I do remember very well is this. The first time I went into an ABS and walked by the magazines that were displayed of men sucking other men, my cock got absolutely uncontrollably hard. I was with a guy who scoffed about the 'queers' as we strode by those magazines, and I quickly went to the straight stuff so the bulge in my pants wouldn't be seen as 'queer' influenced.
After the first trip to the ABS and my exposure to those magazines I wanted so badly to buy some of those for masturbation purposes. Sadly I never was bold enough to take that step. I feared I'd walk out of the store and run into someone who knew me, imagining them asking, "what did you buy at the adult book store?" And I feared that I'd be found out somehow as owning m/m porn mags.
I mean, I can still picture the layout of that ABS and the well lit, well photographed magazine covers of men sucking men's cocks. My younger cock literally sprang up at the first sight of those cocksuckers!!
Whew! I guess maybe that was one of the first drivers of my subsequent m/m play.
Mine came from a combination of adult bookstores, and reading stories in Penthouse Letters, and Penthouse Variations. Once I started sucking cock, I loved it.
For me Penthouse letters and a neighbor kid. We exchanged blow job's one summer. I quit, got married, blah blah blah. 40 years later I started watching gay and trans porn and reminisced about those days. Decided to give it another go and haven't stopped. That's 12 years ago!
A friend and i would jerk each other , i never got the nerve to suck him,i regret it. He would put his hard dick in between my butt cheeks with my legs tight together and fuck back and forth along my scrotum till he came. I wish he had really fucked me! After prostat surgery i started remembering his dick and how much i regret not begging him to just use me! Then my wife went through menopause, and no sex for four years ,started thinking about cock alot!
It's kind of funny when I look back on it now, but my first "exposure" to live sex was watching a guy go down on another guy at a park near my house. I was about eight at the time and was riding my bike through the park. It was near dusk and I had to be home by the time the street lights came on. There was a picnic bench toward the back of the park that was behind a row of bushes and trees. As I rode along the trail above, I saw two people. One was seated at the edge of the table. The other looked like he was looking for something on the ground. Naturally I stopped thinking that someone had lost something.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rest85
After ditching my bike in the bushes above, I saw the guy that was on his knees unbuckle and unzip the other guy's shorts. Then he pulled his cock out and started sucking him. I sat there and watched in silence as the guy on the table began to fuck his suckers face kind of hard. The whole incident didn't take more than 10 minutes. I watched as the guy on the table slid off and came down the other guy's throat. Then the guy who'd just cum pulled up his underwear and shorts. Both walked off in different directions at first. I stayed put in my hiding place in the bushes until they were both out of sight.
I rode home that evening and got scolded for being out so late. The next evening, my friend came over for a sleepover. I told him about what I had seen and he thought I was making it up.
I guess that image stuck in my head because as I got older, and as I had access to porn and saw pictures of women sucking cock and swallowing or getting cum splashed across their face or other parts, something inside me clicked and I figured out what those two guys were doing in the park that day.
When I got older, and saw my first chance to suck a cock... I went for it. No regrets, just rewards.
with me after being married for awhile let my wife start pegging me with a strapon after she passed away was in a 3 some and the husband fucked me in the ass andsucked each other cockswhile his wife watched
Mine started between porn, being seduced by a neighborhood friend and a older man although I was very curious I was very hesitant and after oral sex with both of them several times I wouldn?t give into the anal, after a marriage and a divorce curiosity of pegging and a open minded girlfriend led to that and my opening up of bisexuality and here I am
True marine20. After my first experience, I was at a Barnes & Noble bookstore. They didn't sell any porn magazines in the day... not even any Playboy or Penthouse. But, in the basement of the store they had the restrooms. In the far stall there was a gloryhole. I didn't know what that was at the time, but I soon found out. One afternoon I was shopping for a history book and this guy came up to me asked me if I needed any help. I assured him I didn't and just assumed he was trying to sell me something. I used to get that a lot. After I picked out my book I went downstairs to the coffee shop to get a frosted latte. As I was thumbing through the book and enjoying my drink, here he came again and offered to buy me another. I politely refused and he got up and left. A couple of weeks later, just before the first semester started, I was back to buy some of the books I needed when I ran into him again.Quote:
Originally Posted by marine20
That time he offered to pay for my books if I would meet him "downstairs." I was a starving student and I thought he just wanted to talk or something, plus I had to go pee. We both went downstairs together and he told me to use the far stall. As I stood there taking a leak, the next thing I saw was a penis coming through the hole in wall. I thought, well a deal was a deal, so I sat down on the stool and leaned in and sucked him off. I got nearly $200 worth of books out of it and he got a blowjob. I didn't swallow, but hey, it helped get me through college.
Reading these has triggered several memories. When I was about 5 or 6 a neighbor girl and I were playing whatever form of doctor and nurse we had at the time. My dad found us immediately after she had slipped the stem of a leaf into my ass!
then, when I was 11, I went bike riding with two neighbor brothers, perhaps 9 and 8, and all I remember is us trying to smoke out parents cigarettes down by the riverside and then the older of the two taking my young cock into his mouth. I don’t know if I came at that age, but I distinctly remember him exclaiming - on the ride back - “my mouth tastes salty!”
Perhaos there’s been a bimale inside of me desperate to come out all along.
I went for probably a decade of wondering what it would be like to be on my knees while a man was pumping my mouth and throat full of cum. Then I went for a couple of years searching and placing ads online before I finally found my comfort zone with hooking up with the right guy for my first time. For me, sucking cock is a submissive act, so I found a dominant, yet not overly aggressive, man with a 5 inch cock for my first time. He requested I be naked for him when he arrived. My excitement and nervousness was off the charts as I stripped off all my clothes in anticipation of a man coming to use me for sex. When he arrived, we got straight down to business. He removed all of his clothes and I got on my knees and for the first time took a man in my mouth. He got no resistance from me when he put his hands on the back of my head, so he knew I was ready to play. He fucked my face for probably 10 to 15 minutes before grabbing the back of my head, forcing my face into his groin, and unloading his cum down the back of my throat. I wished I hadn't waited so long for my first time.
At least you had the experience. As for your comment about sucking cock to be a 'submissive' act, it also goes the other way as well. It can be both dominant and submissive. When you have a penis in your mouth, you're in total control. You can provide amazing pleasure or enormous pain. That is power. It does require some act of submissiveness to get on your knees and suck another man's cock, just as if you were eating your wife's or girlfriend's pussy, but make no mistake, it is an act of trust and an element of control.Quote:
Originally Posted by licyou69
I too have had some dominant acting lovers and I have appreciated it most of the time because I knew it made them feel good. But, in the back of my mind, I always knew I had the ultimate control.
I was 16 back in the early 80's. Never been with a woman much less a man. You know at 16 you are one horny muther. I heard about this adult book store not far outta town so I wanted to check it out.
I got there and there were a few guys hanging out in the lobby. On the wall was a display of all the movies and what booth they were in. I picked one that looked hot and walked in.
The movie was getting me hard and I started rubbing myself when I noticed a light on the wall. Never being in a place like this I had no clue hat it was.
I watched as this cock came sliding through the wall. I damn near shit myself! I got scared and tore outta there in no time flat.
The problem was, I couldnt get that cock out of my head. Now I love girls. I think they are gods gift and never had I ever thought of a guy like this BUT...
I was getting more turned on as I drove.
I went to bed and still had that cock on my mind.
Finally I couldnt take it anymore and I drove back to the ABS.
The drive seemed to take forever. My heart was pounding my nerves were on edge.
I finally got back to the shop and when I entered the place,
Noone was there.
I felt like I just got shot.
Well since I was here already I desided to rub one out. Went into a booth and was enjoying the show. Soon I noticed that same light. My heart stopped. I held my breath. I felt my body tremble. Before I knew it, I watched as a cock slid through the hole.
I was amazed. Never had I ever seen a cock except for gym. and NEVER had I been so close to one...
It was like I was not in control of myself. I found myself reaching for this beautiful cock. When I touched it. It bounced!
I touched it again. I began to run my finger up and down the shaft. It felt so wonderful. So hot. So hard. I dropped to my knees before this pulsing cock. I took it in my hand. It felt nice. I stroked it. The head of that cock seemed to call me. I leaned down and kissed the head.
OH MY GOD!
It was warm, spongy and salty... I kissed it again. My tongue slipped between my lips and I tasted it.. Next thing I know, this cock was sliding between my lips, entering my hot wet mouth. The man began sliding it in and out, literally face fucking me. I was moaning in pure excstacy when he pull out.
What the hell????
was all I could think.
Did I do a lousy job? Was I no good at sucking his cock???
I looked through the hole. The guy was zipping up. He leaned down and said
That was great, Thanks
And he was gone.
What just happened???
Then I figured it out. He pulled out and came. I made this guy cum!
This is great I thought to myself as I began to stroke myself.
Before I was was able to get off, Another man entered the booth next to me...
I almost died!
Am I going to get a second chance... I began to tremble. My heart was beating out of my chest. My mouth hungered for another cock.
And there it was... Sliding through the hole.
Like a wild man I literally pounced on it . I took it in my mouth and I sucked it like a starving animal.
I was in heaven and this cock was so good. so right. Suddenly he pulls out.
Not again I thought
I look through the hole and here is the man staring back at me...
Give it to me, He whispered through the hole
I stood up and slid in and oh my fucking god. Noone has ever touched my cock before in my life and suddenly I am getting blown.
My body hugged the wal.. My legs shook uncontrollabley. This was amazing.
BUT
I regained my senses and wanted him back in my mouth. So I pulled out and dropped back to my knees. Instantly he slid through and I took him with all the gusto and desire any man could deliver.
I sucked him and before long I felt him swell. I felt him throb. I heard him moan and with that he shot his load into my mouth and I took it greedily. He just tood there. His cock slowly shrinking in my mouth when he finally pulled away.
That was really great. He whispered to me.
I stayed there for a few hours more and had a cpl more cocks including 2 guys at once.
I was hooked and loved it since.
I actually had cock before pussy and I was cool with that.
I still think women are gifts from god.
but I do crave a cock from time to time too
My wife had a bout with cancer some 19 years ago. Dring her treatment, she lost her left breast, both ovaries -- and along with them went any future interest in sexual intimacy. She told me that part of our lives was finished, and that I should just get used to it. After one solid year with no sex -- save for the self-service variety -- I started having ideations about hooking up with a like-minded man. I rationalized that there must be other open-minded guys out there whose wives had left them high and dry, but still wanted some sexual relief. Candidly, I'd long recognized a more than casual interest in my bisexual side and knew I could enjoy sex play with another man under the right circumstances.
Oddly, somewhere around the year and a half mark, my wife surprised the heck out of me. We were lying in bed one morning when, quite out of the blue, she blurted out ?If you ever decide to have sex outside our marriage, I couldn?t blame you, but I?d almost prefer it was with another man!?
She said two guys helping one another accomplish something they'd do by themselves anyway kind of made sense. I mean, who knows better how to pleasure a penis than someone who actually owns one? She said my getting off with another guy would feel a lot less like cheating than if I were to hook up with another woman, and might cause me to stop pressuring her for sex that wasn?t going to happen.
I started slowly, browsing bisexual and swinger-oriented web sites, which ultimately led to contacts with similarly frustrated 50-something guys also looking to explore their bisexual sides. That evolved rather quickly into explicit camming sessions. Frankly, I found I could be surprisingly uninhibited watching men bring themselves to orgasm and having them watch me do the same. Sharing my most intimate moments with Internet acquaintances was both exciting and fulfilling, and ultimately led to a real-time encounter with Bruce and Colleen a young couple across town interested in exploring MMF possibilities. From there, it was ?off to the races.?
Aside from childhood experimentation which most of here had as kids my first bi experience was with an uncle when I was 18, he was only 9 years older than me and was living at our house one summer while his new house was being built. He was gay and had hinted around a couple times about how good a blowjob he could give me, I always remembered playing with dicks as a kid and often thought about gay sex but was too scared to follow thru with anything.
One day I had been playing basketball in the driveway with my uncle and some friends, we had been playing for hours , hot , sweaty and tired I headed for the shower after everyone had left. After I showered I sat down on the edge of my bed to put on clean clothes, I layed back in the bed for a minute and boom I was out like a light.
I woke up and uncle Jim was standing between my legs playing with my cock, I was hard and stiff, I didn’t move or say anything I just layed there and let him jack it while he jacked his cock too, he whispered “let me suck it” I was scared but rock hard and horny and I nodded my head yes, he dropped to his knees between my legs and took my hard dick in his mouth, it felt so good and I just layed there enjoying it until I came in his mouth while he jacked off and came too.
That was the first time I had been sucked off by a guy and the first time I came in someone’s mouth, I was captivated with how good it felt and how much he liked sucking my cock, that experience led to him sucking me off many times that summer and eventually led to me becoming a bi cocksucker
Awesome story and really enjoyed the read! For me very curious at this point and finding myself at the ABS a bit more often, curious about checking out the booths rumored to have GH's. Hard to find as it seems to be faux pas in the mid-west. Thanks again and for sharing!
As a teenager with very little money I often hitch hiked around, usually to visit my girlfriend. More than once I was propositioned by the men that would pick me up and offer a ride. Without exception I turned them all down. Fast forward to my mid thirties and I'm living with a woman that is 12 years my senior and had a huge sex drive. You name it we'd tried it. One night we're at a friends cottage and this young man, legal age, was bragging around the fire pit about his prowess. After we all turned in I asked my girlfriend, rather inebriated at this point, if she'd like to show that young man a thing or two about sex. I knew the answer to the question before I even asked it. I stated that I'd watch them out by the picnic table from the second floor. Truthfully I was mere steps behind her. She pulled a blouse on over her naked body and headed down stairs, invited him out to the picnic table and I followed behind asking if he was up for the event. Naturally he agreed. When we got to the picnic table I sat at the end and watched her carry out my directions. The first being to sit him down, pull his shorts off and start sucking him. She proceeded as directed. After a bit she stopped and sat on the table top next to him. I jumped in her place asking him first if he'd ever had a man suck him before and if he minded, no and no were the answers. I proceeded to suck his cock for several minutes and then stood up with my now fully hard cock in front of his face and asked, have you ever sucked a mans cock before and would you like to. His answers, no and yes. After a bit of that now hornier then ever I suggested we all 3 head into the cottage and carry on on a bed. Soon we had her between us, me fucking her from behind while she sucked him. Then him on top of her, her on top of him until we were all spent. A spontaneous experience that left me yearning for more. The number of men I've been with has nearly equaled the number of women now. I don't think I've reached 100 partners yet but I must be close.
Both straight and gay folks both assured me that bisexuality didn't exist .. for waaay too long I kept trying to "prove" that I was one way or the other. Stuck in that paradigm It was confusing as hell -- because I would loooove sausage, be all about the sausage, but then you see a piece of fish and it's like, "Oh, you know -- I bet that would be good with some tartar sauce?!"
I've always tried to approach it from the perspective that I have the capacity to form deep, loving relationships with people regardless of what is between their legs.
In 2008 I decided to finally give up the labels and just be me -- I became instantly like 100% happier because I no longer had to constantly search for an identity or label to slap on myself.
I was at a straight porn theater in Hollywood. I was by myself. It was 1976 and I was 22 years old. I considered myself to be totally straight and had never really thought about having sex with a man.. The summer before I did go to a nude beach where most of the people were gay men and I did get excited being on display for them to look at but that was as far as that went. Back to the straight porn theater.....a man came and sat down next to me and instead of getting up and moving I stayed where I was. I was already hard from watching the movie and was planning on jacking off when this man suddenly sat down next to me on my right. I wasn't sure what to do and suddenly a feeling came over me and I WAMTED him to touch me. I put my left hand down to my crotch and slowly and silently rubbed my cock back and forth through my jeans. Somehow this man knew exactly what I was doing without ever looking over at me and I felt his knee press against mine. There was no mistaking what he was doing and I pressed my knee back into his. I wanted to make it easy for him so I reached down and with both hands I quietly undid my 501 jeans all the way down pulled them wide apart. His left hand immediately came across and went straight for the pee hole of my boxer shorts. He found my very hard precum dripping cock and took it out and began to slowly stroke me, using the precum as lube. It felt amazing but it was not enough to make me cum and he knew it. He wanted to play with me for a while which I was fine with. All of a sudden he pointed to the exit with his finger while still holding my cock with the rest of his hand. He wanted me to meet him at the exit door which I figured would be where this handjob would turn into him giving me a blowjob. I was not ready for that so when I shook my head "no" he pulled his hand back and I was left with my hard cock, bathed in precum, sticking out of my boxers. I was disappointed that he had taken his hand away but I was too hot to just let this end there so I put my left hand on my cock and started vigorously jacking myself off. If he wasn't going to make me cum then I would do it myself. When he saw what I was doing his hand came back over to my lap and I let him take back my cock from my hand. This time he moved his hand much faster up and down my entire cock and it was obvious he was going to jack me off until I came which took about three minutes after he took my cock back. It was a very explosive orgasm and a lot of cum came out of my cock. I couldn't help but look down to my lap to watch my cock cum. This story was the beginning of my bisexuality although I did not think of myself as bi for many many years.
I was 14 and my gf at the time had a crossdressing brother(16yo) which at the time I had no idea about one day at her house after some really hot fooling around with my gf I went to the kitchen for drinks and there is this very cute girl I was startled but said hello and called out to my gf and she came in and they are talking and giggling like crazy when my gf tells me who she is ,at first not believing them I was dared to see for myself like a dumb horny guy I lift up the back of her short skirt looking at her sexy panty covered buns and they both started laughing so hard the girl said to me no silly this side and turned to face me so I lifted her skirt and there she is showing a very small but very apparent little bulge , it felt like I stared for the longest time until my girl friend said go ahead and I reached out caressing her panty covered cock , this was the start of our very long three way relationship .........LOVED EVERY DAY OF IT WITH NO REGRETS
my journey started out as I have related here a few times with cousins.. first a cousin that stroked me and then sucked
me.. then at 12-13 went to stay with cousins in Idaho.. male cousin 19 and his three friends each fucked me at least once a day every day for the summer school vacation.. so I was getting fucked 4-6 times a day all summer long.. then my football coach started fucking me everyday at school till I graduated.. the rest is history as they say..
That's a fantastic story, ClassicPaCpl!!! The way your first reaction at seeing another mans cock in the glory hole made you run, and then how you couldn't stop thinking about it! So many of us can relate to that..Quote:
Originally Posted by ClassicPaCpl
The first couple of times I was in a situation with another man and had powerful conflicting emotions of being afraid to let myself do what I desires, but wanting it so bad... I resisted a couple times but eventually knew I regretted not allowing it to happen before. It's a powerful lusty desire that overcomes a man who allows himself to be in the position of seeing another man's rigid cock.
The trembling and feeling of not being in control of yourself!! mmm. I've been sucking cocks off and on for 40 years and I still tremble and feel out of control. When I am presented with a cock, I always lose control and go into a sort of trance. I am hooked on that feeling.
I didn't start sucking cocks the same way you did but I can relate to the feelings you had, 100%. Great story!!
Reading the letters in Penthouse Forum magazine long ago, made me wonder if I was missing out on something really fun..... I was :oh:
I think I always knew I was bi / queer and I don't think there was any one thing that got me started. I was curious about girls as far back as I can remember, I even kissed a girl at like 8 or 9 years old, but I remember getting my first hard-ons around 11 or so, and at sleepovers with my guy friends we'd usually start talking about them. I had one friend that we fooled around a bit more, showed each other our cocks, that was all. Even then I think I had a really high sex drive. Later, around 14 or 15, I had a friend who was coming out as gay in high school, and we cuddled and dry humped but never did more than that. I loved looking at naked ladies, but looking at dudes with hard cocks was also a huge turn on. And then after my first girlfriend and I broke up, I was so thirsty for sex I figured what the hell, I'll get a blow job from a guy, I'm so horny I don't care whether it's with a lady or a dude, I just want to get off with someone. I found a dude, we swapped blow jobs and I haven't looked back since hahaha, that was over 25 years ago.
Thinking about it now, I was pretty lucky, growing up in San Francisco in the 80s and 90s, even though I was in the latino neighbourhood no one ever cared much about being gay, it was just so normalized and so I simply accepted myself without questioning too much. I did have those phases where I wondered, am I actually gay? Is this all a sham to hide some deep desire to truly be with a guy and never be with women again? But I loved pussy and women's bodies too much to give that up. And then I wondered, am I actually even into guys? Maybe I'm just super horny and any port in a storm will do? But I eventually figured it out. I realize now that I coulda had it much worse growing up bi, so I'm grateful.