My Bisexual Life Ep. 01
Dive into “My Bisexual Life Ep. 01,” a captivating gay sex story that explores desire, identity, and the thrill of unexpected connections. Join the journey of self-discovery and intimacy as passions ignite, revealing the beauty and complexity of bisexual love. Discover a tale that is both exhilarating and deeply relatable!
There are times when you feel the need to share your experiences, your fears, your desires or your anecdotes with others. However, The deeper you know people, the better you understand that most of them will not have the slightest interest in your sexual life, especially when it may be intense and extensive. Talking about whatever may sound dirty, pervert or scandalous, which in turn should make people give you the cold shoulder is definitely more than enough to be discouraged from spilling the beans.
I should be honest and tell you that I have come here to narrate my sexual life in a way in which I can feel pleased, both as a narrator and as a character. To spare the long introduction after “Call me Ishmael”, I will keep it in “Call me Alain”.
My story begins when I had just joined the local university and discovered I felt attraction for both guys and gals. As a young man, I had already had some typical straight affairs, but nothing remarkable. The details are not necessary now… except for Adrian. He was my classmate, neighbour and eventually best friend; charismatic, irreverent and loquacious; handsome, fit… and well-endowed.
It took only a couple of months in the same class for us to become very close, with our families seeing that as a nice thing. Everything seemed to be fine for everyone. I must say that, despite living a few blocks away, we had never attended the same schools, but once our friendship took off, we discovered that the half-mile of distance was nothing. We spent a lot of time together, starting with breakfast at either house, school at midday, our swimming lessons in the evening and sometimes parties or sleepovers, either to study or to watch films.
One rainy evening, after attending a swimming lesson, we decided to make it to his place and take a shower there rather than staying in the gym for it. Now, if you ask me, that decision is in my top ten of milestones in my life, and possibly one of the most satisfying ones.
Adrian’s room had direct access from the street, something that always allowed me to drop by on Monday and Wednesday mornings when I decided to skip school. The place was cosy and crowded with books and VHS cassettes. Now, not only did my best friend have a room for himself, but he also had a bathroom, which we counted on to get changed after getting soaked in the rain. In fact, that evening we had chosen to get his place from the gym wearing only swimsuits and a tee to be able to jump into the shower the soonest.
Once in his room, not worrying to even turn on the lights, I took off my clothes in a big hurry and ran for the toilet to pee while Adrian took off his own clothes and started the shower. The bathroom was roomy enough to hold two people moving around, and it was not a matter of discomfort to be naked around each other since we frequently did so, either at the gym or at our homes. That evening in particular, we had decided to buy a six-pack of beer and drink it on our wet way home.
I had just relieved myself at the toilet and bent down to flush it away when I felt a wet hand spank me. My ass was completely for the take, so a finger even reached my rim, making the rap feel different. I cannot describe what it was like, but my cock started to grow to its full size the quickest I can remember. Adrian had not even paid attention to me after spanking me and had entered the shower; nevertheless, I was shocked by the touch and how his hand had felt on my skin. It was not like we never spanked each other, but it was not too often and it had always been over our clothes. Unlike the other times, my cock was hard as iron, so I doubted whether I wanted to stay in the bathroom waiting for my turn or go back to the dark bedroom and wait.
“Could you get me a soap bar from the cabinet?” Adrian interrupted my thoughts. I just spat back “sure!” before handing the bar to him. When he opened the curtain to receive it, I paid attention to his cock (5 inches before erection) and I thought to myself “WTF!” as he closed the curtain again. In only two minutes, I had gone from liking his girlfriend (whose ass was to die for) to desiring to see more of him.
“Since you’re there, wouldn’t you fancy to suck my dick?” he said jokingly. Fuck! My mind raced thinking what it would be like giving him a blowjob. Third thought now! I had received a couple myself, but the idea of giving anyone head had never popped in my mind. There I was, naked outside the shower, waiting for my best friend to finish his shower, with an epic hard-on and a sexual conversation that we usually had only jokingly, but never beyond that, causing me to get as hard as ever. My cock was screaming “sex!” while my straight Catholic formation refused to give it any second thought.
With the impulse of my hormones, I decided to try a shy but effective approach. I opened the curtain, jumped into the shower and spanked him hard, waiting to see what happened next. He yelled as he did not expect that, causing him to slightly slip (which I regretted at the moment, but not for long). He tried to spank me back, but I did not let him turn me (though I wanted him to, and he was strong enough to achieve it). My cock was in its full 7-inch glory and started rubbing against his. How can I describe the sensation of such an unexpected pleasure?
Adrian, in an attempt to subdue me, tried pinching my left nipple, and losing it completely, I reached for his balls. There was only an instant when we looked at each other, then the kiss simply exploited between us. His cock grew in my hand as our tongues looked for each other. I had always thought that kissing a man would be disgusting, but his sweet flavour simply matched that of a couple of girls I had met before. His tongue was expertised and his lips were luscious indeed.
I wanted to enjoy that kiss a bit differently, but his cock had reached his full size and was throbbing against my belly. I grabbed it and could not help to notice that it felt hot, unlike mine, which would only feel warm before cumming in my masturbation sessions. I wasted no time and started running my fingers up and down his cock, only to shake it a bit again. At that moment, I was definitely craving for him to get hold of my erection too, but instead, Adrian turned around and fixed his ass cheeks against my hard-on. I felt a bit disappointed, but I felt how his perfect butt trapped my cock and I started running it up and down. Truth is I had never tried anal, and did not even have the slightest cue that it could happen. Later I learnt from him that he had wanted that for a while, and had wanted me since we had first met.
Adrian patiently took my balls in his hand and soaped it slowly, sending shivers all over my body. At the same time, he soaped his crack out of the shower torrent and turned the shower off. I figured out what would happen and I aimed at his ass, slowly as he guided me into his anus. I won’t lie saying that it was magical and easy. Adrian had not calculated how thick my cock would be and had fingered his back door barely enough to receive me. When my cock tried the first time, I found a little resistance, but as I sank in, Adrian clutched my cock when pain made his ring burn. I grabbed his ass and pushed hard all the way in, completely unaware that it was painful for him. His ass clenched my cock and I felt pain when he did so. I felt my erection deflate a little, but that was the moment when he felt the task easier and started pounding against my balls. My cock recovered with that vigorous ass banging and got thick and willing again.