My Journey into Bisexuality

In 2004 I met a lovely man. His name was John and he was my first and only gay lover. My earlier life had thrown up a few pointers that I really had quite an interest in cocks. This is more or less how my feelings matured over time.

As a youngster I was a bit curious. My younger neighbour was more curious than me. We showed each other our cocks and touched them a little. It was never more than that. When I was eighteen I got married. Our sex life was a disaster from the start. She couldn’t take my quite girthy cock. We were both virgins on our wedding day. Our first fuck was very painful for her, no pleasure at all, I came in seconds. We got by on me eating her pussy, she wouldn’t even give me a BJ. I was very inexperienced with women. I was also curious about men, particularly what it would be like to have a cock fuck me and what sucking a cock would be like.

I had three months all to myself while my new wife was studying in Germany. I went to gay pubs and got caught up in the Gay Scene. This was the height of all those 80’s bands that featured gay men and gay videos. I loved it and eventually got that first cock inside me. It was only when drinking that I was attracted to men and it was necessary to give me the Dutch courage to go into gay pubs and to loosen my inhibitions. I was quite drunk on many occasions and can barely remember all the details of what I did. I know that I sucked at least one cock. I remember a DJ trying to fuck me, without warning and it really really hurt, no lube or preparation. He didn’t get inside me. One night I met an older but very pleasant Canadian tourist in a gay bar. I invited him back to our flat. I was once again very drunk but I do remember asking him if he wanted to fuck me. I was able to clean and prep myself first. I had him on his back and I slowly eased his cock inside me. I was very anal at that time and took his cock very easily. I remember he came very quickly. I don’t remember it being anything special at all.

Well my next sexual experience of men was when I was in my thirties and had divorced. I was drunk again and actually looking to perform oral sex on a female prostitute. I was in the dark with one before I finally realised it was a man who was trying to hide his cock with his hand. I remember thinking to myself, “what the hell, while I’m here ….” and I took his semi hard cock in my mouth. Within about five seconds and with no warning at all, he came in my mouth, in fact he flooded it with cum. Well I absolutely loved it! The sudden hot flood of liquid, it’s beautiful sweet taste and scent, the way it lined my mouth and the way it lingered for a long time. He offered to repay the favour but he’d already done something very special for me and I politely paid him and left. I may have sucked somebody off when I was a drunk student but I had no inkling how wonderfully rewarding it was for me. This experience turned me into a cum-slut and I got to suck off quite a lot of cocks in the next few years, and since.

From here and about a year later I sucked a friends cock when he and my second wife and I had a threesome. I didn’t have his cock in my mouth for very long though as there was the wife’s cunt that was the main course for the three of us that evening. He was fucking her in the doggy position while I was under her in a 69. He pulled out as he came and I got a fair spurt of his cum into my mouth. We sadly never repeated that threesome as she was never keen, but never mind, within a year I was giving him a blowjob in his car during a lunch break at a new workplace. He had a lovely cock, about eight inches and nicely hard. I loved cum by that point and it was a wonderful lunch. I gave him about three more Bjs I think while we worked at the same place. The wife didn’t know about that.

Well timed passed by and another wife went. I had the occasional BJ that I gave, almost all spontaneous and one-offs. I met a gorgeous young woman in 1996 and we were soon living together. Her name was Penny, thirteen years younger than me and right from day one in bed, I told her about having had a threesome in the past and loving it. She was intrigued and was very keen. We hadn’t been together for long when she went on an Open University Summer school away from home. I gave her my blessing to play while she was away on condition that she tell me all the sordid details when she got home. She laughingly agreed. We also agreed not to speak before she came home... mobiles weren’t omnipresent in those days. I suggested that she should literally let her very long strawberry blonde hair down and not tie it in a bun while she was away.

They had a welcome party at the University of Glasgow after registering on arrival. She had travelled all day to get there. Well she said she went to the ladies and let her hair down. When she returned she “pulled” immediately with a married man. When she wasn’t studying during the day, she and him were fucking like rabbits for four days and nights, spending all the time in her room. On the final morning he had doggy fucked her while she bent over her desk.

She then had an eight hour coach journey home to me. We hugged and kissed when she got home and after she went for a pee, I rushed her to our bed and undressed her. I was going to conduct a pussy inspection. I asked her if she had had fun and reminded her that she said she would tell me. Her quick and immediate reply was, “Are you sure?” Well that was an immediate confirmation that she had had some fun!

I was lying down between her parted and slightly raised legs. I gently and eagerly parted her small and neat sticky pussy lips. I wouldn’t be surprised if I squealed with delight with what I saw there, an unmistakeable leakage of cum from her cunt. While I toyed with another man’s cum, she started to quite eagerly tell me what she’d been up to. She’d lost count of how many times they’d fucked and she had sucked him off several times, she gives a beautiful BJ. I dipped my finger inside her cream pie and sucked their juices off my finger. I then got my tongue in there and tasted his cum properly. Then I had the delightful pleasure of sliding my cock inside her cum-lubed cunt. This was the first time I had ever played with a pussy with another man’s cum inside it. Her cunt felt incredibly good and I came very quickly. I was absolutely thrilled. I had a beautiful girlfriend with a beautiful body, a sex goddess, a cunt to die for and she loved the idea of getting extra cock.

My job was just across the road from our flat. I had a great drinking buddy called John who used to occasionally join Penny and I for a drink after work. She had the hots for him. He had a wonderful soft Scottish accent and long shoulder length hair. John and I went on a pub crawl after work one day, he was going to stay the night at our place. We rolled up about midnight, pissed as farts. I offered him the sofa but he said he wanted to use our bed. Well I went and asked Penny and she said, “OK”. We got into bed, either side of her. All three of us naked. I went to feel her pussy but I found out that John had beaten me to it. She then dived below the duvet and sucked his cock. Very quickly she was back up, legs spread and they were fucking. He couldn’t cum due to what I call brewers hard-on. You can get it up but your cock feels numb. Well when he gave up, I had a go and failed for the same reason. I dipped below the duvet and had a quick suck on his pussy scented soft cock. I don’t know if he even knew I’d done that.

Penny and I had a wonderful sex life together. As well as the two of us touching, sucking, licking and fucking each other everywhere, we also had lots of threesomes together, foursomes and went to three very memorable sex parties. During all of those amazing times we never knowingly met another bisexual man. She had no interest in watching me suck a cock but no objections either. I got the huge treat of seeing all these different men getting hard-ons and slipping them inside her very wet and willing cunt.

During what I would call our first proper threesome, I went to touch the guys cock but he emphatically said “No!”. No problem for me, I was keen to watch them fuck most of all. They were completely naked in the missionary position, face-to-face, his chest against her lovely tits and hard nipples. I really enjoyed this intimacy happening in front of me. Her hands on his back and buttocks, pulling him in as deep as she could. They didn’t know each other at all. We’d only met this guy for the first time about half an hour previously in a pub. She was coming noisily, almost immediately, as she always did with me. This soon set him off and I watched him bury his cock to the hilt as he spunked inside her. In the internet advert I used to find these strangers, there were two conditions … no condoms and if they were going to cum, then they must cum inside her. She wanted this as much as me. They carried on fucking for a while and my eyes were glued to her cunt. As he climbed off and moved away, I saw the glorious view of her well open used cunt with his cum just starting to dribble out of her. I’d never seen this before, at least not fresh like this, and I have to try and explain here what effect it had on me. My brain took over instantly, it was an instinctive move that I had no control over. I planted my face and mouth on her cream pie cunt in the blink of an eye. Now she always tasted great and was always very wet, even before fucking. I always had a pet name for her of “Eveready” because her cunt really was always ready. Always moist enough for a fuck, any place anywhere, even without foreplay. With his cum load mixed well with her pussy juices, I had an unforgettable fresh cream pie to eat. The taste was so amazingly good. Not just pussy juice and cum but the two mixed really well together to form what I term as a “cocktail”. I’m sure other men must have experienced this taste too but let’s just say it’s incredibly sweet and uniquely wonderful, even better than pussy juices or cum on their own.

Well lucky me had this experience of tasting other men’s cum from her cunt even if they wouldn’t let me near their cocks. In fact I didn’t even ask again when we met other people. Our guests always got to go first. I probably split 50:50 whether I would eat her cream pie first or experience the incredible sensation of so called sloppy seconds. Like eating a cream pie, sloppy seconds were also incredibly good and, for me. are the finest feeling fucks I’ve ever had.

There is nothing quite like fucking your woman after another man has just fucked her before you and cum inside her. The eroticism is wonderful. Seeing another cock inside her, seeing and hearing her having an orgasm with him. Watching him burying his cock inside her as he cums, knowing that her cunt is squeezing the base of his cock as she cums. The way cum lubes a cunt is amazing, it seems to cling to wet surfaces, just as it does in your mouth. People imagine that the cunt will feel loose and wet and you wouldn’t feel anything. It couldn’t be further from the truth, the feeling is so good that most men, me included, cannot last long at all and soon add their own load, you can often see this happening on porn website videos. The cunt feels like velvet and satin.

I had the opportunity to suck a cock now and again when I was on my own. Penny was not only able to smell cum on my breath but on three other occasions, she was able to smell and enjoy other women’s fresh pussy juices on my cock. She was happy for me to fuck other women, a work colleague and an ex wife. After all she was getting lots of extra cock in our threesomes. I couldn’t have a more laid back and horny girlfriend. I was so incredibly lucky. She got to eat her first pussy at one of the parties and like the second wife before her, she loved it. I used to surprise her at times coming into a room. She was often rolling her hair under her nose. I had a suspicion and sniffed her finger, it was pussy scented. She was so horny and everready!

Well things moved on and we had to part. It was a mutual thing. She was considerably younger than me and wanted kids. I could hardly look after myself at the time due to a mental health condition which hadn’t been diagnosed. I’d been undiagnosed bipolar for over thirty years.

Well I met the next woman in my life. A similar age and in similar circumstances. We got on well and once again, right from the word go, I told her about my love of threesome and moresomes.

She was soon to be wife number three. She knew I liked sucking cocks and approved of it. We used to frequent a gay pub a lot and I got to suck quite a few cocks on the premises, including one of the two landlords. We had a threesome with a 21 year old gay lad who we met in a local pub. We lured him back to our place with the promise of booze when the pub shut after lunch. When we got home, she rushed upstairs to the loo while I tried to get his cock out. He said, “what about your wife?!?”. I told him “she knows I’m bi and approves”. I steered him towards our bedroom. She soon joined us. I got him on his back and took his clothes off and then mine. He seemed to relax a lot more once I got his lovely cock in my mouth. She joined in occasionally too. It wasn’t too long before he was spurting his nice large cum load into my mouth, god I love it so much. We rested a while and I then suggested she get fully undressed. It was about now that we learned he was a gay virgin, with both sexes. I had given him his first ever blowjob and it was nice to know that I made it a good one for him.

I asked him if he had ever seen a naked woman in real life, to which he said “no”. Bearing in mind that he had declared himself to be gay, this wasn’t that surprising. I asked him if he wanted to see the wife’s pussy, which he quickly answered, “yes please”. She assumed the gynaecological position of on her back, legs spread wide and knees raised. She shaved her pussy so everything was easily seen. I gave him a guided tour …

“This is her pubic mound, which cushions her when she’s fucking. Everything here is called her vulva. These are her outer lips and if we gently pull these apart then we reveal her inner lips. At the top here is her clitoris, which is normally covered by it’s hood, here. When she gets turned on, her clitoris comes out to play from under it’s hood, like it has now. If you just rub that gently now, you can proudly say that you discovered the clit on your first time!. If I now gently open those inner lips, going downwards you can see here, the hole she pees out of. It only looks tiny but she can pee just as hard and fast as we can. Going down again we come to the entrance of the vagina. It doesn’t look like a hole but it will very soon open if you touch her. As you can see, she’s glistening wet at the moment, that’s because she’s turned on. If you touch that entrance gently and rub upwards slowly you can feel just how slippery her pussy gets, clever isn’t it? Now if you push your finger in slowly at this entrance … she feels really hot and slippery doesn’t she”.

He was absolutely enthralled throughout this and seemed to be loving the hands-on experience. Now for what I am sure he was desperate to hear. I asked him, “would you like to fuck her?”. Instant response, “Yes Please!!!”. She had been very patient and was looking forward to taking this young man’s cherry. He assumed the position while I guided his cock inside her for him. He audibly gasped when he felt his cock sheathed inside a very welcoming hot wet cunt for the first time. I thought he would cum almost immediately but I’d done him a huge favour by sucking him off earlier. They managed to fuck for almost three or four minutes before he thankfully did the right thing and came inside my new wife of just a few weeks. I’d just tasted his cum before so I went straight for the wonderful sloppy seconds. As ever, I can only last about thirty seconds as it feels so incredibly good. The three of us lay sweaty and naked on the bed. He told us that he was now very confused because he thought he was gay and told how much he’d loved seeing and fucking her and how much he’d enjoyed the male/male experience of me sucking him off. I asked him if he had any regrets to which he emphatically replied, “Definitely Not!!”. I’ve often wondered which direction his life went in and I hope that he occasionally wanks to his experience with us, as I still do sometimes.

In 2004 I “met” a bloke on Gaydar who popped round to our house so I could suck him off. He pulled up in a very expensive looking brand new BMW. I ushered him upstairs to the marital bed and got to work on his cock as my wife looked on. He fairly quickly pumped his cum into my eager mouth. I caught her unaware, kissed her and shared his cum. It wasn’t a good idea. She wretched at it, oops. Anyway, she enjoyed watching.

I also met a gay man on Gaydar chat, called John. He morally supported me in the chatrooms when all these other gay chatters couldn’t believe or understand that a man could be bisexual. He himself had previously been married to a woman. He lived about twenty miles away from me, in Newcastle. By coincidence I had promised my wife that I would take her to Manchester Pride. A gay festival that had been going on for decades and a wonderful day/night out. These were my stomping grounds from my times of being a student there. John told me that he was also going with a coachload of people from one of his gay local pubs, staying the night. We agreed to meet him on Canal Street in Manchester. I wore a fairly outrageous outfit that fitted the occasion perfectly. It was a bright orange brushed cotton shorts and t-shirt combo. The shorts were almost knee length but very loose fitting and I had no underwear on.

We had each other’s phone numbers and narrowed down a time to meet. We soon met up in Canal Street and introduced ourselves. His friend was quite surprised that my wife was not only with me but approved of me meeting John. I can’t really describe how well I felt other than a bit like somebody on a first date, but with no worries whatsoever. We’d all had a few drinks by now anyway. John suggested we go into the bar and buy some more. When we were in there, I started dancing and flirting rather outrageously. He loved it as did I. We had full on snogging going on and I had a hard on barely concealed by my shorts. He didn’t need to ask and soon had hold of my cock inside my shorts. I wish we could have just started on each other straight away but we were too well behaved to go that far.

We rejoined the wife and his mate outside and had a great time. He asked her if I could visit him at his flat some time in the future. She happily agreed but wanted to know all about it afterwards. We did flirt once more inside the bar and we were both very very eager to take this further at his place.

After Manchester Pride we stayed in touch via Gaydar. John invited me to his flat on a Friday and I was to stay overnight. I just couldn’t wait. The day came and I was stone cold sober because I was driving to his flat. I was much more shy without the drink but very pleased to see him. I’d never done anything like this before. All I’d done was suck off my friend and strangers, usually in gents toilets or in a car. John offered me a drink and I readily accepted. He wanted to go straight to the bedroom but I was too shy. He was going to take me on a pub crawl of Newcastle’s Gay Scene. We did suck each other’s cock off before we went out. He came I didn’t. I’m not sure that any man has made me cum by sucking my cock. I do like them doing it but I just can’t seem to relax. Two women in my life were able to do it quite easily.

On the pub crawl, John introduced me to lots of his friends, of both sexes. I had that typical heterosexual stereotype of wishing that I could see a couple of lesbos having it off. Anyway, I behaved and was soon back to my Manchester style gay flirting. Kissing and rubbing ourselves against each other. I knew what was in his pants by now. A cock a similar length to mine but not quite as thick but lovely and hard. I do love hard cocks. I also had his cum inside my belly already, a thought which always makes me feel even hornier. He wanted to fuck and so did I. I wanted his cock inside me, to be fucked properly for the first time in my life. We stayed out late and when we got home I just wasn’t up for fucking. We kissed and sucked again.

The morning came and there I was. Naked in bed with a naked gay man. I was ready to consummate this friendship. We cleaned up a bit, had a coffee and swiftly retreated back to the bedroom. John was an absolutely charming lover. Already much more than a friend, I felt we’d known each other for ages. At this point is was fairly obvious that I was the pupil and he was the teacher. He was incredibly kind and supportive and took things slowly. We agreed not to use condoms as we’d both had recent health checks and were trustful of each other. He asked if he could fuck me which I was happy about. He suggested doggy because it would be a comfortable position for me to hold. He also told me how he was going to lube me with his finger and some lube for his cock. I assumed the position with my shoulders on the bed and arse upwards. Just having his finger lube me felt great. I was very very excited by this point. I don’t know for definite but I feel I started loosening up and also felt that my body was producing it’s own lube, a bit like precum.

He introduced his cock to me and was able to push in gently. Very very slowly he tried to go deeper. It was getting a bit uncomfortable so more lube was applied and he tried again. He told me to push back, as if going to the toilet. It was getting closer now and all of a sudden there’s a pop and his cock has penetrated my ring, it burned for a few seconds. My dream had come true. I had a cock inside me at last. He very slowly started to fuck me and we got a great rhythm going. I was getting feelings that I’d never had before. Almost fully out and back. I started getting feelings of something like an orgasm but different. I was in a state I had always wondered about, what it must be like to be fucked like a woman. I started moaning like a woman and asking him to fuck me harder. I started to scream which put him off but I screamed at him telling him not to stop. He thought he was hurting me, he wasn’t! An orgasm started in me somewhere but it just went on and on and on, there was no end to it. It was incredibly strong and unlike any other orgasm I’d ever had. The more he fucked me the more I kept coming. Not once did I ejaculate but I had these huge ongoing orgasms, they weren’t even centred in or around my cock. Finally John announced he was cumming too as he gripped my hips and pumped his cum inside me which was emotionally wonderful. The ultimate way to cum together. He fucked me like a girl, made me squeal like a girl, made me cum like a girl and spunked inside me like I was his girl. What an amazing lover.

We didn’t want to stop so we had another quick clean up and started again. John wanted to swap positions so it was my turn to fuck. I had no problem at all attaining a hard-on. It was a little bit difficult as I had no experience of fucking a man. Having anal with the women in my life was easy as they seem to be able to cock more easily than a man does. Everything was “slowly slowly”. Eventually I got there and fucked enthusiasticaly. I’m not a great fan of the look of a man’s arse so I just closed my eyes and humped and pumped for England, I enjoyed burying my cock balls deep inside him and my cock spurting my cum into him. I think we can well and truly say that we consummated our relationship.

Before I left that morning, I desperately wanted to suck John’s cock again. I couldn’t pass up this opportunity and he kindly obliged. I was rewarded with a fresh load of cum on my taste buds. There is no sexual experience similar to having a man cum in your mouth. It’s unique and you have to try it to understand. I reluctantly said my goodbyes to John and thought that this must happen again. I was probably glowing like a freshly fucked virgin, which is what I was!

I will never forget the feeling I had when I was in my car and driving away. I felt like I was a complete person at last. I knew what it felt like to be both a man and a woman. I had cum inside me, in my mouth, tummy and my man cunt. My cum was inside another man’s cunt. I felt “complete”.

John, we made love, thank you,

Ian xxx