Men of all ages are discovering new amorousness within adventure they once thought forbidden. The big surprise for them is this ... Sex with guy wire can be uptight than with a charwoman. It can be more vivid, more dangerously fun, Sir Thomas More easily found, found without price, and with no strings attached. In all of those category ... fountainhead, girls are gunna find it hard to compete. This is my story and how the hell I ever crossed that agate line.

rap it on the internet. Not only has discharge access to videos stirred up pursuit, it has sexually educated men, and then given them an easy net within nearly every city in almost every rural area. There are millions of men worldwide playing with each former that never would have dreamed they would be doing so a few years back. Most of these guys do not consider themselves gay. I 'm not even for sure they accept the word bisexual. They just like getting their cock sucked sometimes and many like sucking one even more. My how things change ... And why the hell did that happen ?

This story is how and why it happened to me. I 'll narrate ya up front ... The feel of a cock in my mouth is sometimes, not always, exquisite like nothing else ... including a vagina. Feeling a guy cum in my mouth is also more intense and more intuitive than with a charwoman. How did it bump to me, a `` straight as an pointer '' kinda guy ? Well ... It 's all Ash 's flaw. I also blame it on her. Here 's the floor ...

You probably need to go back and read the get-go three fib. In them I go to some length describing how Ash and I developed our `` fireplay, '' our edgy illusion talk of the town while teetering on the brink of climax. Talking to each former in that aroused state of matter really opened her to new ideas and new desires. It affected me too and a wife tends to notice things like that.

In my last report I recounted how Ash became Bi. Like so many former changes, I doubt it would 've happened without our regular fantasy talk in bed.

Remember my premise in the last-place story ? ...

'' Girls tend to think vaginas and guys tend to recall penis are ugly. Both wonder what the other sees in them. ``

Well ... That argumentation set up a raillery between Ash and me, of track always while deeply into some orgasmic state. I would be telling her how beautiful vaginas are and she would be countering with how a lot fun phallus are. Something like the following ...

'' dearest, a pecker and balls just give you soooo much more to encounter with ! ``

'' There is no sensation that matches a soft penis expanding in your rima oris. cipher is like it ! ``

'' The musky smell of an aroused man is simply addictive. I love it. I love savoring it. You will too ! ``

'' An vertical cock is a perfect fit in your rima oris. It is indulgent and laborious at the same prison term and tactile property so good while twirling your spit around it, especially the tip ! ``

'' Sucking balls into your mouth and tonguing them not only feels great, it gives you such a horse sense of superpower over a guy ! ``

'' Getting a guy right on the edge, feeling him tense up, and start to stimulate just before he comes is always such a rush ! ''

'' The best part is feeling his cock pulse in your lip as he starts to cum. There 's naught in sex better than that. Feeling his cum shoot into my mouth, tasting the saltiness is addictive. Every time I 'm with a new guy I always want him to do that. You know how I crave the gustatory sensation of cum ! ``

'' You 've got to taste cum ! If it was n't incredibly goodness, why would I want to suck every guy off ? ``

'' honey ... You 've got to try this. I ca n't waitress until you 've had your first stopcock. I ca n't waitress until we can share that experience together ... both of us sucking on the Lapplander putz and balls together ! ``

'' Cum in my mouthpiece and we will swap it back and forth together ! ``

'' Ok. I 've let you cum inside me. Now get down there, suck it out and make me cum ! That is if you really give care about your married woman, if you really want me to cum too ... A-one surd ! ``

Get the idea how devious her footling head whole caboodle ? I endured that kinda prick for several years before I started crossing those seam.

The first was tasting cum.

I had to overcome a deep repulsion. the pits, I did n't even like cumming in a woman 's mouth because it just seemed so complete. I know most men think that is the ultimate thrill but for me it sure seemed like it might make her gag and wretch ! Maybe because I was convinced it would do that to me. Here 's how I overcame that small problem ...

Within a year after she started raving about cum and wanting me to try it, I gradually started getting queer and eventually it became an erotic trigger. Yup, contemplating tasting my own Malaysia Militant Group inexplicably became an obsessional thing. The more I thought about it, the more it became something that got me very very hot.

dozen, maybe hundreds of sentence I fully intended on licking my hand off after a self induced orgasm ... Fully intended. blaze ... That was the initiation that made me cum ... the anticipation of eating my own cum. However ... Evvvvery bingle clip, after I came, that plan went flying out the window ! I just could n't do it.

Then one day, and I 'm still not surely where I got the idea, I decided to ejaculate into a low jar and put it in the freezer. I guess I thought maybe the next fourth dimension I got all revved up with the idea of eating my own cum I 'd drag it out and pop it into my rima oris before I experienced that vast let down, that switch from right to allow brain, that `` flick back into reality '' thing guys go through just after they orgasm.

Well ... I jacked off several meter in that cup before I finally worked up the nervus to try it. And then one day, a day I was super turned on, while I was right on the edge, and yet had n't cum ... I got that jar out and plopped it all into my backtalk. It was one frickin big ice cube of cum !

Now the interesting thing about that is the initial champion is just insensate. You ca n't taste much. So I started playing with myself, getting back to being right on on the edge and savoring the taste and especially the olfactory property while it slowly melted. Funny thing about being all jacked up ... everything seems different ! surprise surprisal. I actually, kinda, liked it. Not bad at all. Ash was right-hand. I could see myself doing this again. And when it was all melted and swallowed, I busted my crackpot and came all over myself. Hellava climax. Could I eat that cum ? Nope. But did I do that freeze affair all over again ? sin yes ! Lots of times until I was used to the taste, the smell, the flavor of it in my mouth and the gross out constituent was pretty much gone. You might desire to try it sometime if you 've been curious like me but also `` could n't do it. '' Eating your own cum is a huge frickin note to cross. Try it and tell me if this works for you too !

Ok. Here 's a new train of thought and another agate line I crossed ...

The outlandishly popular comedian, Ron White has this famous curt bit about porn and all of us being gay, the difference is only by level. Here it is ...

'' I have this buddy of mine who 's a homophobe. That 's the most useless matter you could possibly be ... to be afraid of gay people. I was talking to him the former day and he says ...

'This existence be a skilful place if there were n't so many queers !'

And I told him, 'you know ... the next prison term you have a thought ... just let it go ! Besides, we 're all gay. It 's just a matter to what extent. ``

He says, 'That 's bullshit man. I 'm not gay at all !'

'Oh yes you are and I can try out it .'

'Fine prove it !'

'All right. Do you like porn ?'

'Yea I love porn. You know that !'

'Do you only like porn with two women making love together ?'

'No ! I like watching a man and woman making love !'

'Do you like scenes with the guy having a small-scale half flaccid penis ?'

'No ! I like guys with a big throbbing shaft !'''

( It 's a funny bit. Check it out on YouTube if you have n't heard it before. )

The point is ... Most guys do n't really infer that a big cock in a porn scene is an important part of the routine on. The more you watch porn, the more than you 'll notice the excitement of a cock ramming into a pussy or down a throat. Ash just kept pointing that out to me. Cocks. Lotsa dick until they started to suit a rattling erotic gun trigger. I mean I started searching for picture with monster cocks. They were hot. They were fascinating. And over metre they became at least as concern, maybe more, than a pussy. Ash was right with at least one point ... There sure was a lot more there to play with than a vagina.

So here 's the point ... Ash would always always sing about tool while we were playing together. It was genuinely hot talk of the town and would make her and me cum pretty fasting. After awhile it was the simply way she would cum ... talking about shucks dick ! And do n't you for a minute believe she did n't cognise exactly what she was doing to me. Conniving little vixen !

She had flock of experiences with cocks and she would enjoin me about each one in great contingent. For instance ...

I remember the clip, early on, when the first-class honours degree bleak walked in our club. It was a crowd society. the great unwashed everywhere. pot of hot women. He was handsome, slim, moderately marvellous. Arrived obviously as a professional wearing an expensive dress shirt and tie.

And who went right up to him, took his bridge player and started giving him the rounds ? Why yes ... My shy little lady now turned hitch pathfinder.

After about 30 minute of arc I noticed I could n't see them anymore and started looking. Were they in the bar expanse or on the saltation level ? Nope. Out in the hot tub ? Nope. In any of the sleeping accommodation ? Nope. Outside in the parking lot or in a car ? Nope. What the hell ?

When I came back in ... there they were. She with a big smile on her fount and he looking like he had been perspiring. How could I have missed them ?

I did n't have sex until the end of the night when she and I were making love and she 's going off about him. Turns out this frisky philly, kept holding his hand during the tour of duty, that kinda got her revved up and when they finally arrived at the bathrooms, she uses those locked hands to draw him into one. Once in there, she locks the doorway, and slowly pulls her hot skimpy sinister wearing apparel over her head word, she has no bra on, rubs her nipples, gets on her articulatio genus, unzips his pant, and pulls them with his underwear down to the storey ...

[ `` So I could get a real number skilful flavor ! '' she said. ]

And fellates the poor guy ! shit. I mean the guy has only been there a few min and some unbalanced Edward D. White cunt is half raping him in a woman 's john !

I could hardly conceive it. That was SO NOT Ashley ! When I asked her what the hell got into her ? She said ...

'' Well ... His cum of course. ``

'' You mean you let him cum in your oral fissure ? ``

'' Yes ! Why would n't I ? I was dying to see what his cock looked like. And it was big. Real big. You should 've seen it. Simply beautiful. You know, the rumor are true about black hombre ! We NEED more black guys around this office ! And I certainly wanted to know what he tasted like. Would n't you ? ``

Now ... It was shit like that, a regular supplying of stories about cocks, that Ash loved bathing me in. Diabolical !

It took about four year for for me, a `` connessouir of pussies, '' to suck the `` once unsuckable ! '' Here 's how I crossed that shucks line ...

I had this business friend. We would occasionally plowshare a dinner. We did one nighttime and after a few drinkable we started talking about sex for the first meter. I mean, we are getting into it ! Maybe it was the alcohol.

I 'm telling him about the club, and all the sex gaga fair sex there, and then about Ash and how she now simply loves putz, and `` believe it or not she 's trying her damnedest to get me to suck one, '' and I 'm thinking this talk of the town is getting to him. He just might want to get check out the club, when he said ...

'' Hey ... I 've just completed some pretty expensive remodeling of my home. No one has seen it yet. Wan na come over and narrate me what you think ? ``

Well, of path I did. So we paid the curb and left. The house was close by, maybe five minutes away. And when we get there, the thou go was on. Beautiful business firm. Superb taste sensation in design. So big, so decent it was a shame he lived there alone. The last room he showed me was the original chamber where he left me to go get some deglutition. I look around at all the decorations and sit down at the substructure of his bed to admire a particularly beautiful workplace of art on the bulwark.

Then he comes in, sees me staring at his prized opus, comes over and stands right in front of me blocking the perspective, does n't say a news but has his zipper inches from my typeface and just leaves it there.

I do n't know what got into me but the honest way to describe it is this ...

It was almost like being out of my body and watching myself slowly reach out, unbuckle his whang, unzip his drawers, pull them down, way down, then his underwear, and watching his Brobdingnagian erect pecker spring out ... maybe a brace column inch from my face. It was simply beautiful. Seriously beautiful and then I feel this upsurge, this incredible rush, and it seemed so natural to just afford my mouth and put the head of it inside. I felt my tongue go to work, spin itself all over his velvety glans, like it had done it a century times before. Was n't long and I was rapidly sucking it while he was pumping it in and out of my mouth. I remember thinking two things while that is happening.

One, this might be the spicy thing I 've ever experienced.

And two ... Damn I ca n't hold back to secern Ash !

It did n't admit long until I feel this pulsing as his cock gets extra hard and then the billow in his shaft as he starts his exit, shooting so a good deal cum, I had a toilsome sentence swallowing it all. And that sealed it. Ash was right again. Having a guy cum in my mouth rocketed to the top of my list of erotic experiences. And here 's the really interesting region for me ... I really really care doing something that I knew felt so secure for another guy. It was very different from feeling a cleaning woman cum where you are kinda guessing what that feels like to her. This was powerfully identifiable. This was like `` every time I had ever cum. '' I ca n't really draw it. You 'll just make to try it yourself.

So what happened side by side ? Well he asked if I wanted him to recip ? I said ...

'' Nope ! I just want to go plate and tell Ash all about this ! She will go nuts ! ``

And I did. Rushed home. Found her cleaning the house. Pulled her into the sleeping room, tore her clothes off, threw her on the waterbed and said ... `` wait till you hear what I just did ! ''

So I start sharing it, Ash senses where this was going, jumps on top of me, straddles my tool and slides it in her dripping cunt, starts bouncing on it like she 's riding a galloping sawhorse, and ejaculate before I had hardly finished the story. It took all of maybe sixty indorsement ! When she came down from it all ... guess what she says ?

'' You are going to do that again proper ? TELL ME you are doing that AGAIN ! ! ``

I did narrate ya she was a bit diabolical.. right ? Could I even consider not do that again while living with a stopcock crazed woman like Ash ?

Here 's the thing about being Bi ... at least from my point of view.

The mood comes and goes. It 's the unusual thing. Most of the fourth dimension, let 's say 90 % of the clock time I have only about 10 % pursuit in cocks. I never have stake in bozo ... from a gay 's perspective anyway.

Then all of a sudden `` the moon and the stars align '' and bam ! I can hardly think of anything in a intimate way ... but cocks. In those instant dick, pretty much all cocks, are intensely erotic. So much so, if I 'm looking at porn all I see or want to see is putz and while doing so I can literally feel what it feels like having one in my mouthpiece. During those moments I 'm at least 90 % gay, maybe more. I have zero interestingness in cleaning lady. And then as quickly as it came, the tactual sensation leaves me, for weeks or months. The old Jim comes back and vaginas are the essence of beauty in this man ... once again.

Now this spine and forth has been going on for about twenty years. Never change much. I 've had several hundred experiences with cocks over the yr. Ash and I would come up to do a guy together, actually several. It was great for her, just skillful for me. And another guy and I did `` d-play her. '' same chemical reaction. I 'll write about all that later.

Bottom line ... I still love womanhood. Still love cock ! Well ... Some of the clip anyway !

Finally ... What might you take away from this story ?

1. If you 're vernal, be damn deliberate who you ultimately hook up with. She could be some wickedness devious, sexually deviant person like Ashley !

2. If you make that calamitous mistake, you now know how it 's going to end up. You are going to become a crazy ole cock sucker ! However, you 'll drop near your life sentence with a Brobdingnagian smile on your face !

3. And even if you do end up with mortal as goofy as Ash, and letting her drive you skitszoid walking both English of the street ... it wo n't be so bad. Being Bi is kinda like pizza. When it 's proficient ... it 's really good. And when it 's bad ... well it ai n't that bad !

So ... try the `` ice cubes '' some time !

I 'll leave you with the divinity countersign of Woody Grace Ethel Cecile Rosalie Allen ...

'' Bisexuality doubles your prospect of a date on a Saturday night.

I believe that sex is a beautiful thing between two people. Between five, it 's antic. ''