This post is in response to the members of this forum who expressed a wish to know the details of my first time with another guy. It contains as much detail as is necessary whilst leaving out superfluous information and some details I feel should remain personal. Don’t expect me to remember everything that was said as I was too far gone to remember.
Andy, my best friend of about 15 years, and I recently discovered our mutual bi-curiosity, a revelation for us both. We decided upon exploring our need that coming Saturday when we knew our circle of friends wouldn’t be around (knowing full well that they look disapprovingly upon bisexuality and two of them being downright hostile). Andy came round to my house a day or so after making our plans to make sure I wasn’t going to back out which led to a rather impromptu kiss and short but very hot crotch-rubbing session. As Saturday approached, I was so full of excitement that fantasies were rolling through my mind at such a rate as to erase any other thoughts and I was barely functioning on anything but the most instinctual level, driven entirely by animal lust.
Andy arrived at midday and, despite his bravado earlier in the week, seemed to be nervous, so nervous I thought he was going to back out at this late stage leaving me sexually frustrated and unable to realise my bisexuality. Offering him a drink, I then led him upstairs to the bedroom. He was shaking with nerves and, seeing his condition, I offered him (half-heartedly, I may add) a chance to back out. He seemed to be wracked with indecision so, filled with lust for him, I took his face in my hands and kissed him full on the lips. He seemed to melt into me and our tongues found their way into each other’s mouth, darting and dancing like electric eels as I dropped my hands to his butt. Andy broke the kiss just long enough to signal his reinvigorated desire for me and sliding a hand to my crotch started to rub my rapidly growing bulge. I unbuttoned his shirt whilst still responding to his now insistent kissing, removing it and throwing it across the room – this was no time for neatness or indeed timidity as I pushed him backwards onto the bed. I started to run my hands over his naked chest paying particular attention to his hardening nipples before lowering my head to take his left nipple into my mouth so I could lick and suck at the little nub. Andy started to moan softly and shifting his body in response to my oral ministrations. He took my head in his hands and held me to his chest not wanting me to stop but I had other plans for him and pushed them away so I could start licking my way down his body until I reached his jeans. Unbuckling his belt, I removed his tight constraining jeans and boxer shorts which landed in a heap across the room with his sneakers and socks and I was finally standing in front of my first naked bisexual lover. Andy looked at me with an approving lust-filled look as I reached down to take his balls in my hands, cupping them gently and ever so lightly stroking them and watching his shaft spring into life in front of my eyes.
I spent a good ten minutes just stroking his upper thighs, balls and stomach making sure that I deliberately neglected his shaft – I wanted him clawing at the sheets before I would go anywhere near his cock despite my growing need to have it within my warm mouth.
“For fuck’s sake, hurry up and suck my cock. Stop fucking teasing me,” Andy moaned but I hadn’t finished driving him nuts yet. Pre-cum was leaking from his cock now which was the moment I was waiting for and I began to run my tongue from his balls and up the now fully erect cock, swirling my tongue around the head, licking up the pre-cum and then running my tongue back down the shaft. If he thought I was teasing him before he was certainly not prepared for what I did next as I blew gently along his cock before repeating the shaft licking. Each breeze I created cooled the mixture of saliva and pre-cum on his cock driving him wild his body writhing. I almost had him how I wanted him now - there was just one last act of teasing I wanted to do to him and he’d be there. I took his cock in my hand and, opening my mouth, I encircled the head but I didn’t allow my lips or tongue to touch it. Andy couldn’t take any more, he thrusted his hips upwards causing his shaft to enter my mouth and, as I took as much as I could into my mouth, I allowed my lips to close around the throbbing cock. I was in ecstasy as I sucked my first cock, running my tongue along the shaft and around the head as my head bobbed up and down between my best friend’s thighs. Of course, I knew that all my cock teasing was going to make my first bisexual oral experience quite a short one but I thought it would be worth it for the pleasure I was giving Andy. However, he actually lasted longer than I thought he would and it was about three minutes later that his body started to tense up and he called out that he was about to cum. Within seconds, I felt the first spurt of cum hitting the roof of my mouth and I had to keeping sucking as hard as I could to make sure I milked his cock of all his precious white gold. My mouth was awash with cum as Andy’s body relaxed and his shaft withdrew from me. I savoured the warm cum in my mouth before allowing it to slide down my throat, I had never even thought that another guy’s cum could taste so good – slightly salty but very creamy. I moved back up the bed and kissed Andy full on the mouth so he could taste any remaining cum.
More to follow…
Andy, my best friend of about 15 years, and I recently discovered our mutual bi-curiosity, a revelation for us both. We decided upon exploring our need that coming Saturday when we knew our circle of friends wouldn’t be around (knowing full well that they look disapprovingly upon bisexuality and two of them being downright hostile). Andy came round to my house a day or so after making our plans to make sure I wasn’t going to back out which led to a rather impromptu kiss and short but very hot crotch-rubbing session. As Saturday approached, I was so full of excitement that fantasies were rolling through my mind at such a rate as to erase any other thoughts and I was barely functioning on anything but the most instinctual level, driven entirely by animal lust.
Andy arrived at midday and, despite his bravado earlier in the week, seemed to be nervous, so nervous I thought he was going to back out at this late stage leaving me sexually frustrated and unable to realise my bisexuality. Offering him a drink, I then led him upstairs to the bedroom. He was shaking with nerves and, seeing his condition, I offered him (half-heartedly, I may add) a chance to back out. He seemed to be wracked with indecision so, filled with lust for him, I took his face in my hands and kissed him full on the lips. He seemed to melt into me and our tongues found their way into each other’s mouth, darting and dancing like electric eels as I dropped my hands to his butt. Andy broke the kiss just long enough to signal his reinvigorated desire for me and sliding a hand to my crotch started to rub my rapidly growing bulge. I unbuttoned his shirt whilst still responding to his now insistent kissing, removing it and throwing it across the room – this was no time for neatness or indeed timidity as I pushed him backwards onto the bed. I started to run my hands over his naked chest paying particular attention to his hardening nipples before lowering my head to take his left nipple into my mouth so I could lick and suck at the little nub. Andy started to moan softly and shifting his body in response to my oral ministrations. He took my head in his hands and held me to his chest not wanting me to stop but I had other plans for him and pushed them away so I could start licking my way down his body until I reached his jeans. Unbuckling his belt, I removed his tight constraining jeans and boxer shorts which landed in a heap across the room with his sneakers and socks and I was finally standing in front of my first naked bisexual lover. Andy looked at me with an approving lust-filled look as I reached down to take his balls in my hands, cupping them gently and ever so lightly stroking them and watching his shaft spring into life in front of my eyes.
I spent a good ten minutes just stroking his upper thighs, balls and stomach making sure that I deliberately neglected his shaft – I wanted him clawing at the sheets before I would go anywhere near his cock despite my growing need to have it within my warm mouth.
“For fuck’s sake, hurry up and suck my cock. Stop fucking teasing me,” Andy moaned but I hadn’t finished driving him nuts yet. Pre-cum was leaking from his cock now which was the moment I was waiting for and I began to run my tongue from his balls and up the now fully erect cock, swirling my tongue around the head, licking up the pre-cum and then running my tongue back down the shaft. If he thought I was teasing him before he was certainly not prepared for what I did next as I blew gently along his cock before repeating the shaft licking. Each breeze I created cooled the mixture of saliva and pre-cum on his cock driving him wild his body writhing. I almost had him how I wanted him now - there was just one last act of teasing I wanted to do to him and he’d be there. I took his cock in my hand and, opening my mouth, I encircled the head but I didn’t allow my lips or tongue to touch it. Andy couldn’t take any more, he thrusted his hips upwards causing his shaft to enter my mouth and, as I took as much as I could into my mouth, I allowed my lips to close around the throbbing cock. I was in ecstasy as I sucked my first cock, running my tongue along the shaft and around the head as my head bobbed up and down between my best friend’s thighs. Of course, I knew that all my cock teasing was going to make my first bisexual oral experience quite a short one but I thought it would be worth it for the pleasure I was giving Andy. However, he actually lasted longer than I thought he would and it was about three minutes later that his body started to tense up and he called out that he was about to cum. Within seconds, I felt the first spurt of cum hitting the roof of my mouth and I had to keeping sucking as hard as I could to make sure I milked his cock of all his precious white gold. My mouth was awash with cum as Andy’s body relaxed and his shaft withdrew from me. I savoured the warm cum in my mouth before allowing it to slide down my throat, I had never even thought that another guy’s cum could taste so good – slightly salty but very creamy. I moved back up the bed and kissed Andy full on the mouth so he could taste any remaining cum.
More to follow…
