I was processing a recent event that had the potential to change my life. I could drive me nuts with guilt and shame or really expand me.
I had spent an afternoon with a woman fuck buddy sucking cock at a nude beach in a wooded area. I had given in to an old fantasy that I hadn't known how to process. Unconsciously I had pushed it by hooking up with a friend who lived to suck cock and put us in a place where I had heard that guys went for sex. Gay sex, sucking cock and being sucked by other guys and sometimes fucking.
We had sucked not one but a bunch of guys off acting like real sluts. I had sucked off several guys in front of many witnesses. Witnesses that were participants too but still witnesses.
As we left, I drove in silence lost in my thoughts. Carol didn't even try to reach me. As we were pulling out of the beach parking area she just reached over to squeeze my cock through my shorts and said: "You are still the same hot guy I love to suck and fuck with. You will find that this is just sex and a natural progression of your sexuality. Just call me later. You are fine."
I was still quiet when I dropped her off at her place. I kissed her expecting a quick peck but she held my face and tongue fucked my mouth. I could taste cum and was thinking she could taste it in my mouth.
So, I spent a few days obsessing about being a cock sucker. Was I gay, because, no lie, I really liked it and when I thought about it wanted to do it again? I was back to jerking off to bi and gay porn and having great orgasms when I just let go of all the guilt. Fuck it, I still fantasized about eating a wet juicy pussy. It may be full of someone else's cum but it was still pussy.
Fuck it, I am a bisexual man. I probably won't be open about it but was going to explore it without guilt.
Around this time Carol had sent me an email with all the contact info from our adventure. I scanned it excitedly looking for Bret or Treys phone number or email. She had both! During my struggle with my new sexuality one of the reoccurring fantasies was getting fucked. After the first time I fucked a woman in the ass I was hooked on it. Licking and sucking an anus was hot for me and the few times a woman did it to me I loved it and came easily. Now I find myself jerking off frequently thinking of a cock in my ass. It is always Treys or Bret's cock I fantasize about. Trey seemed kind of big for a first time but as I remember Bret's cock it is a little smaller and may be easier for me to take. I immediately start thinking about sucking him off and later letting him fuck me. I consider a threesome with Carol but also think about just a man to man. I am at work so don't want to use the company computer to ask a guy if he wants to fuck me!
The next few hours are torture until I can get home to my computer to drop him a note. I feel like a giddy little virgin. In hate it, I love it, but I really want it.
I finally got to home and quickly made a cocktail and as I stripped booted up my computer. I quickly typed in Bret's address and sent him a quick email:
Hey, remember me, we met last Sunday at the beach?
I would like to talk to you.
John
He must have been at his computer as he replied quickly with:
Yeah, that was a lot of fun. You suck like a champ; sorry we couldn't have done more!
It is easy to be bold and brazen at a terminal and I was excited as I said:
Yeah, I would like to do that again, what more would you be looking for?
He came back with: I bet you would like to get fucked by my hard, hot cock wouldn't you!
I typed back: Yeah I have thought about that lately, a lot even. But for now I would really like another 69. Would u b up for just that?
He replied; Yeah, that would be fun, I am at the University, how far away are you?
I type: Less than 15 mins. Give me time for a shower and I'll be right there.
He types back: Come now, we can shower here. Want me to wash u all over?
I type back: What house r u at, I'm on the way!
He tells me and I am nervous as hell during the drive but waste no time getting there. I have been thinking of this for days but now am closed to backing out.
I get myself to the parking lot adjacent to the Frat house and nervously walk up to the door. My knock is answered quickly making me think I am expected.
A young guy I don't remember from last weekend opens the door and smiling says: "Hi can I help you?"
I reply that Bret is expecting me and he ushers me in and says: "Top of the stairs, the blue door."
Still trembling with fear and excitement I slowly climb the stairs. As I reach the top I see half a dozen doors all different colors. Finding the only blue one near the end I knock and hear a voice say: "Be right there."
The door opens and Bret stands there, naked and all of my fears turn to lust.
He opens the door wide and waves me in saying: "I am glad to see you again, I have been thinking about last week a lot. A real lot!"
As he says this last part he takes his fine uncut cock into his hand and slowly strokes himself.
Forgetting all of my fears now I am hot for this and push his hand from his cock and stroke it myself. Soft it fills my hand but I feel him hardening quickly. As he takes my head into one hand and kisses me wetly, his tongue searches my mouth softly. Softer than I expect a man's kiss to be. His other hand is on my cock, squeezing it through my slacks.
I kiss him back and use my free hand to caress his balls. His sack is so soft and smooth I can't believe it is part of another man. We stand like this until he says: "do you still want that shower or do you want to do this right here and now?"
"Both!" I smile and then say but I would be more comfortable knowing I was fresh for you."