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"Becoming" Bi! Part 1 free porn video
I always had an interest in boys as well as girls when it came to wanting to explore with them sexually. But I suspect that's true for most people as they try to understand the differences between boys and girls and all the “why’s”, “wherefore’s” and such.
Now, my first exposure to sex, really, came from thumbing through my dad's Playboy and Penthouse magazines, which I discovered in a closet in 1975 (I was born in 1966 for those who are curious)… That was – not surprisingly – right around the same time I discovered masturbation.
I couldn’t ejaculate, but it didn’t matter. My little cock would get hard and I’d jack it or rub it against my thigh until I had this great, tingly feeling sort of overwhelm me from the tip of my cock out through my entire body.
I'd continue to sneak peeks whenever possible at Dad's magazines, but as I got older, into my early teens and heavily under the influence of pubescent hormones, my masturbation fantasies started to include male t.v. stars or male school mates, with about equal frequency to the women/girls in my fantasies.
In the fall of 1978, with hormones really charging through the old bloodstream, I started developing crushes on many cute girls... AND also on many cute boys. I remember the time distinctly because it coincided with the premiere of the original BATTLESTAR GALACTICA television series (the series starring Loren Greene that had it’s premiere interrupted by Jimmy Carter and the signing of the Camp David Peace Accord between Israel & Egypt and, yeah, I was pissed about it then. It still tweaks me even today, really.)
Anyway…
I didn't know anything about love and sex then (well, except for what I'd learned from Dad's magazines), but I knew that boys liking boys was not considered normal. That didn't keep me from masturbating to fantasies about my school mates, male or female.
And, needless to say, I was young, so I was masturbating.
A LOT.
My first real sexual experience would be with a boy, when I stayed over at his house one weekend night the following spring.
Shawn was my best friend and we'd been hanging out all year. Like me, he was skinny, geeky, slightly odd looking, not part of the "in" crowd in my small town school, which my family had transplanted me to after a few rapid-succession moves.
We'd slept at each others' homes a couple of times before and I had fantasized (and, yes, masturbated) to the thought of the two us doing getting it on sexually, but never really known how to broach it. But this weekend, I finally decided to go for it.
So we did our usual stuff.
We played board games, watched t.v (can you say DIFFERENT STROKES, WHAT’S HAPPENIN’? and CHIPS?!), read and talked about comic books... then finally headed to Shawn’s bedroom, supposedly to go to sleep.
As we lay there in the dark, him on his bed, and me in a sleeping bag on the floor, I started a general conversation about stupid stuff, then steered the conversation towards girls and which of our classmates he liked… Which ones he found attractive and, ultimately, the girls he’d like to do things with.
We talked for a few hours, well into the night when everyone else in his house was asleep.
Now, in my mind, I was directing this conversation towards a certain point. The point where he and I would be having some type of sexual interaction.
Maybe that was just seeing each other naked.
Maybe it was jerking each other.
Maybe it was sucking.
I didn’t know the exact outcome, but it somehow ended with the two of us naked with our hard cocks exposed to the other person, and touching in some fashion.
I was so nervous, scared, and excited as we talked.
In the back of my mind, I kept imagining how things might unfold as I (subtly, I thought at the time) steered our conversation from girls we liked to something along the lines of, "Okay, there's been a nuclear war and there are no girls left, which GUY would you be okay with having sex with?" or some such thing.
--Yeah, stupid.
I know.
And clumsy.
Super obvious?
In restropect, at least now, yes.
But it worked!
Ultimately, Shawn and I both said that we'd be willing to do things with the other and, well, we decided to do a few things right then and there...
We kissed each other briefly, our stiff little cocks straining against our oh-so-sexy FRUIT OF THE LOOM underwear while our lips mashed together clumsily, passionately. That may have been each of ours’ first kiss for all I know. It was definitely MY first kiss!
Our hands moved tentatively over each others' bodies until we both had a hold of the other’s penis….
–And let’s be honest: Neither of us was particularly well endowed at the time. At that age, really, nobody is. The pubescent hormone surge still hadn’t quite hit. So our cocks, which seemed to us, at the time, to be these massive pieces of meat, were actually smaller, boyish sized little nuggets…
Shawn and I quickly removed our underwear and sat side by side stroking each other. We started stroking our own cocks, then graduated to touching the other’s cock, until we were stroking and jerking each other, telling the other how good it felt.
Surprisingly, neither of us came right away, so I was able to stroke Shawn for a while, getting him nice and hard, before telling him I wanted to suck it. At that point, his twink face was flush, bright red, and he leaned back and said "Okay.”
There was a slight lilt in his voice and I eagerly went down on him, taking his whole cock into my mouth,
I'd had him in my mouth only a minute or two when he quickly leaned over, moving his head towards my crotch, "Damn, that feels good. I want to suck you, too."
The two of us were now linked in a side-by-side 69, hungrily sucking each other and rubbing our hands wildly over the other's taught, young body. We both came quickly at that point, but only after warning the other, so that our cum shot in hot spurts onto our own stomachs. Despite what we were doing, we were not brave enough to swallow just yet.
Luckily, though, we were young -- and horny -- so we were both able to get hard again quickly, almost as quickly as we had cum, and we went right back to it… swapping hand-jobs and blowjobs throughout the night, until the first rays of sunlight started peaking through the windows.
We came multiple times as we furiously explored each other with our hands and mouths. We finally fell asleep, cum all over our chests, stomachs, and hands, spooning each other.
Shawn and I would have many more sleepovers in the next few months, always eagerly anticipating our "playtime" at night when we would rub and tug and suck each other.... but Shawn soon moved away when his father took a new job in Tennessee.
So I would spend the next few years just masturbating to Dad's magazines... and generic nasty thoughts about most of my schoolmates-- before experiencing my next male-male play/ shortly before graduating high school.
Of course, at the time, I thought my interest in girls AND boys was just a normal part of being a teen. It wouldn't be until a few years later when I would discover that THAT type of same-sex interest was actually well OUTSIDE THE NORM!
So, while it would be some time before I discovered just how queer I was, I soldiered on... trying to take on as much cock orally and anally as I could, for God and Country! Or Country and God!
Or whatever worked for getting some good oral/anal. -->
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