This is the first erotic story I've ever written, so I figured I would write something that was true (to the best of my memory). I'm a happily married man now, to a truly wonderful and stunning bisexual woman. But it was only recently that I was finally able to admit to myself and the world that I am bisexual. Which is bonkers, as you'll find out.
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More years ago (more years than I'm willing to put into words), my best friend (we'll call him Sam here) and I were as close as brothers. We'd known each other since we were 8, and spent every single weekend playing at each other's houses, or at the park.
After we turned 18, we'd become increasingly curious about girls as boys do, though neither of us were particularly lucky in that regards. So we started "practice" on each other, nothing more than kissing/caressing each others body's (no kissing on the mouth though), as we wanted to be sure we knew what to do when we finally had girlfriends. Logical, right?
It didn't take long before we started masturbating in front of each other. No more than a few weeks later, we'd both agreed that wanking had become a little stale, and wondered "how would it feel to be wanked by a girlfriend?"
Next thing I knew, I had his cock in my hand, it was a couple of inches longer than mine, but not as thick. I started stroking him, enjoying how similar yet how different it felt to my own. Feeling someone else's hand on my own was incredible too! Knowing that he was as turned on as I was doing this resulted in a very quick explosion from me, which in turn took him over the edge. I came a LOT (always have produced a lot), spraying up his arm and covering his hand. He didn't cum as much, but he came so hard that the first spurt hit me square on my lips and chin! Serious distance! A small amount got in my mouth, and it tasted amazing! Salty, with a hint of sweet, warm with the texture of sun screen. I LOVED it, but certainly couldn't let on how much I enjoyed it.
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Fast forward a few weeks, and we were getting ready ready for one such session. In our haste, we ended up tripping over each other and falling over. Him forwards, me backwards, with him landing on me. The impact forced my legs over my head. His groin was pushed up against my butt, and I realised a couple of things. 1, my best friends hard cock was wedged between my butt cheeks.....and 2, just how close my hard cock was to my face. I stretched out my tongue and was able to lick it! My first taste of cock, the sweet pre-cum sweet on my tongue. I was hooked!
When I told him, he said "show me", but with his weight off, I could no longer reach. He placed his hand on my arse and pushed down, bringing the top into licking range! "WOW!" with a huge grin! We switched places, and found that he wasn't as flexible as me. Thankfully, his longer cock meant he could reach with his tongue too!
After that, it became our mission. We would help each other reach our own cocks, because who wouldn't want to get a blowjob whenever they wanted? We would take turns lying down, feet on the floor behind their head, and the other gently pushing down on their butt to help with the stretch and reach. Honestly, we're so lucky there were no injuries beyond some expected aches!
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The first few times we tried, we would get so turned on, we would end up wanking each other to a sticky climax, but I wanted more. I wanted to feel a mouth around my cock. I wanted to taste his seed again. After our attempt one evening, we settled down, sitting opposite each other, holding each other's cocks when I plucked up the courage to speak up.
"Hey Sam? I have an idea. What if we did it to each other? If we do it at the same time, we can imagine we're doing it to ourselves, so it won't be gay.....what do you think?"
