First bi experience

All my life I've considered myself as 'straight'. If there were indeed
three boxes laid out in front of me and I had to put my vote in only
one, I'd certainly put my slip of paper in the 'straight' box to this
day.

But that's not how life is organised, and lets just say a couple of
times in my life I've taken the paper out of that box and briefly
stuffed it into another...

My best friend is gay. As soon as he came out I had these mixed
feelings, nothing to do with him being gay, but that, wow, I hadn't
even really thought about it before but maybe that's something I should
try!

So I discussed it with him over a drunken conversation, and we both
agreed that, in reality I didn't actually fancy him (which I didn't and
don't - in fact, I don't fancy any men, at all), rather it was the
thought of doing something out of the ordinary, against the grain,
against my own thinking, something taboo - I love the taboo.

That's not to say I've never been turned on about something involving a
guy before. When I was pretty young I had a very good friend who I
would spend a lot of weekends and school holidays with, we'll call him
Jim. Jim and I were very similar in lots of ways, and just got on. We
enjoyed the same things, playing football, computer games, basically
anything a boy generally likes at that age.

I'd just discovered masturbation. When I first did it, I didn't really
realise what it was that I was doing, I just knew if felt good. I
hadn't even started to physically 'cum' at that time, I just knew an
orgasm as 'the d**gged stage' which happened after rubbing my cock for
long enough. It was all very new to me.

Wind forward a few years, and Jim and I would sleep over at each other's
houses quite a lot at the weekends and during the school holidays,
particularly in the summer, and this one hot Saturday afternoon, after
we'd agreed a last minute sleep over at mine, I sat on my bed and I had
this strange thought that I might talk to him about wanking that night,
just to sound him out, help me work out what it was all about too...

We'd watched porn together, videos belonging to his dad which he found,
we'd watch it, amazed that that was what a woman actually looked like,
and (shamefully) amazed at how big these guys cocks were! Nothing ever
happened, we just watched it for a while, hid the video and went and
did something else.

Usually during a sleep over, we'd mess about in my bedroom playing games
or whatever until my parents went to bed, at which point we'd sneak
downstairs and rustle up some food and drink and just watch trash. This
night, however, we had just got cable tv installed at my house, and
there were 'extra' channels. When flicking, we came across a few things
we liked - tits, big juicy tits. There was naked table tennis on one
channel, which was awesome, and a soft porno on another - we flicked
between the two, saying how nice the girls were and wishing we were
with them...I could feel real sexual tension in me by this point, and
when I said what I said next, I had that nervous feeling you get when
you put yourself out there, exposed, and wait for the response. I said
that we may not know what it would be like having sex with them, but we
could have a wank.

Jim just thought for a second, looked at me, and said 'ok'....I was
really fucking excited by this. We decided what we needed to do, we
found the film again but that wasn't enough, there was shitty dialogue
and a storyline, boring! I knew my dad had a video called 'shooting
glamour' and it was basically a fly-on-the-wall documentary about
shooting a page-3 topless calendar, and it had lots of tits in it.
Lots. I put it in the VHS player.

We said we needed tissues, lots of tissues, which we got, and we then
sat down on the sofa, pulling the middle cushion up and putting it
between us. We then got going....after a while of discussing what we'd
do, and how we would do it (he told me he'd read something about
rolling a sock down your arm into a large condom shape, and putting it
over your cock and rubbing, it was supposed to feel more real, and
after much later experimentation, it wasn't bad), we both nervously and
carefully got our cocks out...

Despite our (probably intentionally ineffective) efforts to conceal each
other by placing the cushion, I could just see him over the top, this
was hot, just peeping on it...he was circumcised, which I found
strange, and I could see that he grasped his cock differently to me,
just around the shaft and not really moving his hand over the tip at
all. I, on the other hand, was uncut, and I could easily glide my fist
down to the base of the shaft, easing the skin back, and then over the
tip, hearing the luscious sound as I picked up speed.

Here we were, watching some awesome tits on the tv, whilst sitting next
to each other jerking our cocks. We both watched the tv as much as we
could, but we couldn't help having a little look sideways at each other
gliding our hands up and down the shafts of our cocks. It was turning
me on so much...we both were flustered, and we picked up the pace, we
could hear each other now, our balls slapping quietly as our fists
struck them, quicker and quicker. We both had a tensed look on our
faces and looked at each other occasionally, into each others eyes - I
really really liked looking at his face while we were both going at
it...it turned into a race, as each 'month' of the calendar passed by,
we would announce that 'the next one will be it'....but we both strung
it out.

Eventually we were seriously wanking now, I was gripping the cushion
with my right hand, caressing my hard cock with my other...as I was
doing so I could see more and more of his cock, and he was going just
as fast, only his fist was hitting the ridge of his tip and going back
down the shaft...I questioned him, and showed him my technique, which
we saw, and tried...he said it was too dry to do it, so he spat on his
palm, and used it to help things...I'm guessing there was some precum
there too, because I know I was getting wetter....we were both loud
now, making a real wet slopping noise as we both wanked our cocks
harder and harder, getting ready to blow.

I was first. I told him I was going to cum...I don't know why, but
saying it turned me on, and I sprayed my cum everywhere, it went all
over my stomach and up to my chest, I held my foreskin back and waited
as more and more hot cum sprayed out, some onto the cushion between us,
which may as well now not be there as in my tension I had pressed it
down so much, exposing ourselves to each other. I looked at him and
could see he was watching my cock twitch and release its load, all the
while rubbing his cock harder. At that time, it was probably twice as
much cum as I'd ever produced before, and I was seriously impressed.

I just lay back and slowly rubbed my now cum covered cock while waiting
for him....he finished soon after and didn't spray as hard, but there
was lots of cum and I saw it running out and over the tip. His tip was
bigger than mine, rounder, and it looked like a volcano, erupting over
the side and covering his thumb as he brought it to the tip. He slowed
the pace but kept rubbing as more and more cum was released from him,
until spent, he too sat back.

We looked at each other and laughed, both certainly sensing that this
was a really hot experience, but still waxing lyrical about the lovely
tits on display for October 1988! We both grabbed our bundles of
tissues and wiped our still hard and twitching cocks clean, before
putting them away....we then ejected the video, making sure to put it
back where we found it very carefully, and carried on with the night,
basically eating shit and watching crap on tv....but believe me, that
wasn't the last time that we had the pleasure of sharing the sofa with
our pants round our knees.

We never touched each other, though, we just liked the company. As well
as the open masturbation we shared, whenever he slept over, one of us
would get the horn in the middle of the night or more likely first
thing in the morning, and I'd hear the tell tale 'thumping' under his
duvet as he was wanking himself off with his eyes shut....i'd do the
same, secret wanking is a major turn on, and I do it still to this day,
quietly and slowly rubbing my cock until I explode in silence all over
the bed covers or my pants...

Anyway, so fast forward to a few years ago now, and my urge to
experiment with another guy got too much...I went on AOL and found a
chat room with gay guys, and started talking. You can imagine a young
straight guy wanting to have his first gay experience attracted a lot
of attention, and it was difficult separating the good from the bad.
Eventually I got chatting to this one guy, I can't even remember his
name now, but he lived local, and despite it being nearly midnight, was
up for some fun, so I decided to just go for it, what's the worst that
could happen?! Yes I know lots of bad things can happen meeting
strangers online, but I have always been a pretty big built guy, and I
can certainly look after myself, so had no worries in that regard.

We decided to meet somewhere local to us both, and I drove there and
waited...I saw him turn up in his convertible red Audi 80, and I had
visions of the kind of person who would drive such a car.....picture
nightclub bouncer and you wouldn't be far wrong, skin head, phil
mitchell type, but toned, probably around 30 years old - I was a much
younger 20.

Anyway, he got into my car and asked me if I knew anywhere we could
go.....erm, no was the answer, I didnt! I eventually, out of
desperation, suggested the allotments which are basically 1******ds
from my house, only we could get in through the other entrance on
another road....nothing suspicious about two blokes unlocking the gate
and driving into an allotment at 1am, nothing suspicious at all!

So I drove down to a section which was secluded from all houses, and I
felt a sudden extreme nervousness...what had I got myself in to?! I
pulled over, and I looked at him...he could see my nerves and laughed,
leaned in, and kissed me...It was a strange sensation, I could feel all
his stubble on my chin and cheeks, he smelled good, and he actually had
really soft lips, and he was a decent kisser....in for a penny in for a
pound I though, and I reciprocated.

He took this as a signal, and he started a gradual movement of his hand
to my crotch...I wasn't hard at this point, and he could feel it....he
stopped kissing me, and looked at me, gently caressing my balls from
outside my jeans. I nodded my head, and he leant over and adjusted the
seat so I was laying down...he then slowly unbuttoned my jeans and
undid my belt, pulling my jeans down to reveal a stirring bulge in my
boxers....he put his hand in and caressed my soft cock, pulling it out
and quickly stuffing it into his open mouth, sucking hard and
noisily....it felt really really good....he was flicking the tip over
and over again with his tongue whilst pulling my foreskin back, rubbing
the shaft between his fingers as it slowly grew and straightened, until
it was a rock hard rod in his mouth.

He could now glide up and down the stiff shaft easily, and he did so,
taking my length all the way into his mouth until I felt my tip hitting
the back of his throat, which just felt mind-blowing. I had only slept
with 2 girls at this point, and neither had known the first thing about
sucking cock, this guy was very, very experienced.

He took me out of his mouth and looked at me, rubbing hard and noisily
with his hand gliding down to my balls, and back up and over the tip,
taking my foreskin with it...he flicked my foreskin with the tip of his
tongue, and slowly drew it back revealing the head, which he flicked
just as vigorously, he was now circling the tip with his tongue, he
looked like he wanted to devour it like the tastiest lollipop he'd ever
had, flicking, licking and sucking on the tip, letting the tip enter
his closed mouth and 'pop' back out again, sliding into his mouth and
out again, eventually I helped him by thrusting my pelvis and causing
my whole cock to enter him, I don't think he was expecting it, as it
made him gag as it struck the top of his mouth, but he liked it, and
turned up the tempo even higher. I was now fucking his mouth like a
gaping pussy, and I loved it. I started holding the back of his head,
and thought to myself 'if he wants my young cock, he can fucking well
have it'...I pushed him down onto my cock as I thrusted into his mouth,
I could feel him gagging again, and loosened the pressure, but he
grabbed my hand and motioned for me to continue, so I did, thrust after
thrust I forced my cock into his willing mouth and throat, and he took
it, each time, moaning with pleasure.

From where I was sitting I could actually see his crotch, and I was
feeling really fucking turned on now, and I knew I wanted to taste his
cock...I wanted to feel what it was like to have a cock in my mouth, to
suck it, to feel it pulsing and gushing its hot load into my mouth.

I reached down and undid his jeans, he wasn't expecting it and came up
to look at me...I asked him 'is this what you want?' as I put my hand
into his jeans and felt his hard cock...'yeah, you know it is' was his
response, as he lowered himself and continued servicing my cock, I
could tell he enjoyed me...I pulled his cock out from his jeans, it was
big, and circumcised...I started stroking it with my hand while he
continued....I was hugely turned on by having another guys cock in my
hand, it felt so wrong, so taboo, so new, that's what counted - I
didn't care what he looked like really, as long as he wasn't repulsive,
I wasn't attracted to him, it was the act that I wanted to experience,
and so I did.

I pulled his head up from my crotch, I knew if I came that I would lose
the urge to do it, and I forced him back into the seat....I'd
controlled things so far, which I didn't expect to do, especially
considering this guy was a pretty big bloke, shaved head a bomber
jacket, but I took control and shoved him back, revealing more of his
cock.

I was apprehensive, what would it taste like? What would it feel
like....I slowly lowered my head towards it, and very gently I placed
the tip onto my tongue, before closing my mouth around the top of the
shaft and taking the entire head of his cock into my mouth....it was a
strange sensation, not unpleasant..I felt it throb as he flexed it in
my mouth, and it felt real, a living thing...I slowly pushed my head
down and took it in my mouth...not all the way, I didn't want to gag. I
started rhythmically bobbing my head in his crotch now, and his head
instantly threw backwards and I could hear the ecstasy in his voice as
he groaned with pleasure.

I enjoyed the feeling of giving a guy pleasure. I knew what I enjoyed
when someone, or indeed I, played with my cock, and I tried to
replicate that. I ran my tongue in circles around the tip while rubbing
the shaft, and took the head of his cock into and out of my mouth, so
that my tightly closed lips rubbed against the ridge of the head, which
I know is a very sensitive part...I adjusted myself so that I could run
my tongue up and down the underside of the shaft and the underside of
the head, on the inverted 'v' shape where the opening meets the shaft,
I concentrated on that area as I know how sensitive mine is, and I
remembered how often I play with that part of my own cock when it's
nice and wet with precum.

He tasted slightly salty, and I could tell his precum was beginning to
drip into my mouth, it was fine, it tasted ok, and it meant I was doing
a good job....he told me to grab his balls, and I did, rubbing them in
between my fingers, putting pressure on the skin just behind his balls,
between them and his ass, kneading that area while still continuing to
work the tip of his cock while sucking on it hard.

He told me he felt close, and he asked if I wanted him to cum...I didn't
say anything, I just picked up the pace and really started to make some
noise, loud sucking noises as the tip came out of my mouth momentarily
while vigorously ramming his cock into my mouth...he started to tense
up, and I felt what I was so familiar with when I held onto my cock
when I came, the rhythmic spasms which mean that the orgasm has
started.

I resisted the urge not to take his cock out, I was here and I had
clearly sucked his guy off well, let me take this mans cum...suddenly
it started, and I felt the impact of the strands of his cum on the roof
of my mouth and towards the back of my throat, it was hot, very hot. He
sprayed into my mouth fast at first, and then slower as the intensity
gradually wore off...only now my mouth was feeling full - I hadn't
tasted it yet, I was holding my breath and letting it all settle, but
it was starting to drip from the corners of my mouth now, it was so
warm as it ran down his cock and settled around his balls.

As his cock stopped twitching I slowly took the tip out of my mouth, and
very very quickly swallowed - it was a really strange taste that, in
all honestly, was not to my liking....but I didn't care, I had done
what I wanted to, and he looked very pleased with my efforts.

Immediately he leaned over, and started working my cock again in his
mouth...I was really really turned on by what had just transpired, what
I had just done, and I knew I wouldn't last long now...I started off
where we had stopped, and I was ramming my cock into his mouth, knowing
he could take it. He was spluttering a bit, but fuck it, after what I
just gave him, he can take it like a man...I now closed my eyes and
pushed him further onto my cock, in my mind I imagined fucking a hot
wet pussy which gave me the impetus I needed to tip me over the
edge...as I started to twitch and feel my body respond to my orgasm, he
seemed to want to take my cock out of my mouth...I had just swallowed
his load, and he was damn well going to swallow mine, I fucked his
mouth harder and pushed him onto my cock and I held him as I felt the
cum start to be released from the tip....it was an intense orgasm, and
I could now tell he loved it as he was squeezing my balls with his free
hand.... maybe I was wrong, maybe I had misread things, as I didn't
need to hold him at all, he was now sucking hard as my cum was spraying
into his mouth.

Slowly my cock stopped pulsating and spraying me into his throat, and he
raised his head to revealed cum literally all over the shaft and tip of
my mouth, it was everywhere and slowly ran down the shaft...I must have
cum really hard, I love the intense feeling of it literally spraying up
the shaft and out of the tip, and I remember feeling like it was a very
big load.

I just sat there and watched my cum covered cock twitch violently up and
down as my orgasm subsided....we both sat back, and laughed. I was
spent...and now I felt very awkward.

I didn't fancy him at all, and suddenly, with my sexual urges gone, I
just wanted him to disappear...I stuffed my cock back into my pants,
and just dealt with the wetness coating the inside of them and my
jeans...I lifted my seat, switched on the engine and swung the car
around, heading out of the allotment.

He didn't say anything really, and nor did I - he looked at me a few
times, I could see out of the corner of my eye, but I kept straight
ahead...he spoke but I just muttered, I was embarrassed, I certainly
didn't want him to think I wanted to see him again, and just generally,
I wanted him out of my car so I could get back home and reflect....I
dropped him off, said my goodbyes, and went back home to clean myself
up - my cock sticking to my pants the whole time as the cum slowly
dried.

That night, I thought about things and was glad I'd done it - I hadn't
felt sexual attraction towards this guy - who knows if it would have
been different if he was actually good looking, but the thought of
doing something really dirty, naughty, taboo, new, different, risky and
out of character was enough for me to really enjoy the experience a
lot. I got into bed and masturbated again, thinking about feeling a
guys cock throbbing and spraying into my mouth - a sensation that I've
never experienced since.