Coming to Terms

MrNiceGuy22

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Growing up in a conservative family, Damian had some mixed feelings about his sexual desires. Though it took some time for him to come to terms with it, Damian knew he was bisexual. He liked cock. Maybe not men. But he knew, at least part of him, longed for a hard throbbing cock to split his lips and anus.

Damian was 22. He didn't go to college because he had a rather large inheritance that allowed him to spend the majority of his time in a sunny beach home in Southern California. He couldn't find solace in working towards what he already had.

This being said, Damian, not only being wealthy, but standing six feet tall, built, with symmetrical facial features and flowing dark hair, he had no problems attracting women. He got more than few stares when he stepped out of his Tesla Model T in his typical italian garb.

Though he found no problem attracting women, he found trouble in his sexual relations with them. Not that he couldn't keep his cock hard, he just found himself growing bored sleeping with different women. He wasn't a man who could take comfort in the number of women he slept with. The sex, though better with some women than with others, nonetheless was similar from lover to lover. Perhaps, he thought for a while, he hadn't found the right chemistry.

But then he met Lacey. He could remember vividly the first time he saw her. Flowing hair, body curvaceous. It was completely by chance he had the pleasure of meeting her: his previous date, an older, married woman, decided her guilt would override any pleasure she would receive from a hook-up with Damian. So as he sat there, lonely at the bar of the restaurant, seeing Lacey brightened up his night. And the relationship that would unfurl was one Damian would recollect as being possibly his most pleasant.

Not only did they share similar interests and a similar sense of humor, but Lacey embodied the confident characteristics of a woman capable of thinking for herself. She was an independent woman, and that was what Damian found most attractive about her. However, as with previous lovers, Damian felt something was missing from their sex-life. And what he found interesting was that he used to never look at porn when he would date women he had regular sexual activity with. However, a Damian grew older, he found himself to be more and more frequently looking at bisexual pornography. Sometimes, hours after having sexual intercourse with Lacey, he would find himself watching porn as various as transexuals to cuckolding. However, one thing was always commonplace, there was always something of cock-on-cock present.

Damian sometimes felt guilty. What, he would often recollect, if it gets to the point where I no longer can pleasure Lacey to the fullest of my potential. Is that fair to Lacey? Moreover, will she stay with me? As tonight marked their six-month anniversary and things were beginning to grow more serious, Damian had some lingering questions he felt, as a responsible adult, he should bring up to the woman he was seeing. They had a nice dinner reservation set up for tonight. Perhaps, either at the restaurant or after they returned to Damians home and began to have some fun, as he was sure they would, it would be a good time for him to address some of these concerns, he thought.
 
Lacey couldn’t wait for her and Damien to celebrate their six month anniversary. It was the first time in a very long time that she had even remained in a relationship with a man for that long. Much of the problem was that most guys didn’t think she had a brain and much rather use her body than anything. Which once she realized this, she usually dumped them.

The first day she accidentally ran into Damien, they had only talked a little bit and she realized he was different. He actually could carry on a conversation with out staring at her tits. He generally looked into her piercing deep blue eyes. They had gotten along great and found that they had so many things in common that it was almost as if destiny had played a hand putting them together.

She was getting ready for her date tonight, after taking a leisurely bath. She combed out her long dark brown, almost black hair, then using the blow drier, dried and styled it. As it was spring, she decided to where a nice spring dress, that was white and made her tan look even darker than it was. The dress had spaghetti straps and was snug under her breasts, pushing them up and out, showing them off a little more than usual. She wore sheer strapless bra and sheer panties, with her white sandals.

She glanced at the clock and saw that he should be there any time to pick her up. So she got her small purse, put a few things in it, sprayed herself with his favorite perfume and waited patiently for him to pick her up.

 
It was five o clock. Damien decided it was prime time to start getting ready for his date. Though he was long past the stage where he needed to try and impress Lacey, he always got pleasure out of dressing as well as possible on important nights. He knew she enjoyed getting fancy herself, and she appreciated a man who could reciprocate.

So, after shaving and cleaning himself up. Damien picked out his garb. Normally, he liked to dress in a darkly manner. Black jeans and an italian shirt, with a pair of one of his favorite black loafers. Tonight, however, reflecting how Lacey usually gave him a hard time for his garb, he decided to vibe it up a little bit. He threw on his white grandad collar, and matched it with a pair of khakis and tan loafers. He pulled his hair back into a pony tail, put on his onyx pinky ring, and, the time now being 7 o clock, and the dinner reservation at 7:30, he walked in his three car garage, decided to go with the SLS, and sped off to pick up Lacey for their dinner.

He approached her house, hopped out of the car, and rang her doorbell. Being modest, he picked some sun flowers to give her. When she finally opened the door, he was struck by how gorgeous she looked in her white dress and sandals. He looked her straight in the eyes, handed her the flowers, gave her a subtle smile and said, "well, are you ready to go?"

He sensually took her hand, leading her to the car, opening the gull-wing doors, and helping her in, before going around to the drivers side and speeding off into the mountains, where they would eventually would arrive at his favorite steakhouse, Danto's.
 
As soon as she opened the door and saw him, she smiled looking up and down.

“Oh you look so sexy in that outfit, Damien. All the woman are going to be jealous that I’m the one on your arm and they aren’t.” she smiled and took the flowers from him. “Ummm, they smell so good, thank you, so much.” She put them in water and let him know that she was ready.

His hand was soft against hers, she loved holding hands with him. In fact she was pretty sure she loved everything about him, although she had never said that to him. She wasn’t sure she was ready to make that commitment, yet all she could think about was spending time with him. He had been the only man she stayed with that long.

She got into the car and buckled up, waiting on him to do the same.

“I’m glad you brought this car, I think it’s my favorite one out of the ones you have.” she said, smiling and placing her hand on his mid thigh as he drove. “Happy 6month anniversary, honey,” she said and added, “so what do you have planned for this special night?”
 
"Well," Damien said with a soft smile on his face, "I thought first we could eat a delicious meal. Next, I thought we could stop by our favorite club, and I have a little surprise planned for after that."

Though Damien had to keep his eyes on the road as his silver Mercedes wove through the mountains, he could sense Lacey was pleasantly anticipating both dinner and the club, as well as the surprise. The suit in vail at the Ritz, but, besides the lobby decor by Ralph Lauren, the view was about as immaculate as one could get in the Rocky Mountains. Though he had planned all of this before deciding to come out about his bisexuality tonight. Though this evening probably could make up for any loss of attraction she may experience, there was nonetheless a trace of fear that she would outright dump him. He had heard from time to time anecdotal evidence of women being completely turned off by bisexuality. Though he had heard of other women loving it. He was hoping Lacey fell in the latter category.

As he pulled up to Danto's, he was pleasantly surprised to see it wasn't very crowded. Which was somewhat to be expected on a Thursday night, but nonetheless a positive occurrence. Helping Lacey out of the car, he placed his arm around her shoulders, pulling her in slightly, and locked the door with his key as they entered the restaurant.

After exchanging pleasantries with the staff and being led to a serene table, tucked away in a corner of the dimly lit room, he sat down, and rested his eyes with Lacey, placing his hands on hers. He looked around at the tavern like appearance of Danto's. As the sun was beginning to set, he gazed out the window, after exchanging a smile with Lacey.
 
Lacey always enjoyed going to Danto’s, she liked the atmosphere along with the wonderful staff they had. The food was excellent, as was the wine and they ordered their favorite bottle of wine be brought to the table on ice.

She looked across the table at him, smiling as they held hands, happy to have this time to spend with him. She knew they would also have fun at the club they went to, as they always did. Probably many of their friends would be there tonight who would share in a drink with them celebrating their 6th month anniversary.

As for the surprise he had for her, that was eating away at her. She couldn’t for the life of her come up with anything that might surprise her. Unless it was a special gift, but then they had decided not to exchange gifts, instead going out to celebrate. Finally, unable to stand it any more she had to ask him about it.

“Damien are you going to wait all night till we get home for the surprise, or is it something at the club that might surprise me? Come on, please tell me what it is.” she asked.

Just then the waiter came and took their orders, along with an appetizer to go with it.

After the waiter left, she looked at him, with her sexy sweet smile, waiting to see if he would tell her of the surprise or at least give her a hint.
 
"I'll tell you after we leave the club." Damien responded. Aware of the anticipation in Lacey's gaze. Damien sat there pondering his next move. He knew within the next ten minutes, Lacey would know Damien's true sexuality. But he was lingering, mulling over the best way to go about telling her.

Thomas was ready for his shift to end. Thursdays were always his long shifts; he arrived for lunch at eleven, and worked until about nine. Though he was careful not to complain, after all, he had asked for more hours. But seeing a girl like the one before him, with her delicious blonde hair and splendid breasts, seemed to make the time pass a little sweeter. "A Pinot for the gentleman, and a Cabernet for the lady."Thomas said, setting down the drinks, locking eye contact with the beautiful woman before him and offering her a subtle smile. Strange, he thought, with a girl like that in front of him he isn't more interested.

After the appetizers arrived, Damien still hadn't come out to Lacey. He was slightly nervous, and with each second he hesitated, he grew slightly more nervous, and he was certain Lacey was beginning to sense something fishy. He also thought it looked like the waiter might be trying to flirt with her. The situation was becoming less ideal for fulfilling his mission. But he promised himself he would.

"Lacey," he said, his eyes locked with hers, somewhat solemnly, and rejoining his hands with hers, "I feel there is something I should be honest with you about, now that we've been together for a while." He paused, looking at her as she attentively listened, before continuing. "I haven't been feeling entirely satisfied with our sexual life. It's not you, but me." Lacey's expression sunk a little when he said that. Stop beating around the bush, he thought. "I've realized I'm bisexual. But I don't want to stop seeing you. I think I love you, but sexually, things aren't currently optimal."

His heart beat sped up as he anxiously awaited her response.
 
Lacey wasn’t sure she had heard right, but then looking into his eyes she could see that he was very serious about telling her he was bisexual. She was happy to hear that he thought he was in love with her as she was with him, but she wasn’t sure how she could change things.

“Well, Damien, how do you suppose we can change things so that it’s not taking away from our relationship, but adding to it?” she asked, although seeing a confused look on his face she went on. “Do we ask another guy into our bedroom, or is that something that you don’t want me to be a part of. I have to be honest, I can accept you being bisexual, as long as you also include me in the sexual aspects of it. I’d would feel a bit threatened if you only wanted to see a guy alone without me.”

Now she waited for his reaction to her words, as she had been accepting of it, in fact a three sum like that sounded like a total turn on. But was that what he was speaking of, she thought to herself. She was anxious to hear what he had to say.
 
That's nice, Damien thought, it seems that she won't be closed off to keeping our relationship going.

"I love pleasing you," he said, "so if bringing another man into our sex-life turns you on, I would rather do that than on my own." Though secretly, James thought, he would not want to just fuck a guy on his own. There was something about another woman being there that was necessary for him to get off. Could she be implying something though with all this talk about another man? After all, it seemed like she had a little moment with the waiter, he thought. It would make for a fun anniversary to bring him back to the suite, he thought.

His thoughts momentarily strayed to a pleasant state of being fucked up the ass by a large cock, while indulging in Lacey's sweet pussy.
 
“I love pleasing you too, Damien, although I wouldn’t want another woman involved in our sex life. But if you want another man, I think that would be really hot.”

She said, making sure he understood that she was not going to do the turn around on this. She felt nothing wrong with him being bi sexual and wanting to bring that to their sexual escapades. But she wasn’t bi sexual, she liked only men and she had just wanted to be straight with him when it came to that.

“Do you have anyone particular in mind? Is that what the surprise is later?” she asked him excitedly.
 
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