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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. I always thought that was true for most young people as they pass through puberty, but I realize now that that's not the case at all. And while I know that I have been bisexual all of my life, it's actually taken me a long time to accept that that is actually the truth. What follows is the path of sexual adventures that led to my "becoming" bi...
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.
While I couldn’t ejaculate, I definitely felt the bliss of a super tingly dry orgasm that would start at the tip of my tiny boy cock and vibrate down to my balls…. I’d rub one out whenever I could sneak peeks at Dad's dirty magazines or, if I was feeling truly naughty, right in the living room, surrounded by my family, while covered with a blanket or with one hand sneakily down a loose pajamas pants leg.
Soon enough I started cumming, big loads of creamy cum, and my masturbating had to become more private and secretive. At the same time, I started imagining what it would be like to do these kinds of “naughty” things with my friends and school mates. All of them, male and female.
Then, in the fall of 1978 – and I remember the time distinctly because it coincided with the premiere of the original BATTLESTAR GALACTICA television series (and which Jimmy Carter and the signing of the Camp David Peace Accord between Israel & Egypt interrupted) – I’d go from just masturbating and fantasizing to actually having some fun… and with a pal of mine when I stayed over at his house one weekend night…
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 each time I would fantasize about Shawn and I getting it on sexually, but never really knew how to broach the idea with him.
But this one weekend, I came up with a plan and I decided to go for it.
For the first part of the night the two of us did the usual stuff. We played board games, watched t.v (can you say DIFFERENT STROKES, WHAT’S HAPPENIN’? and CHIPS?!), listened to records, and read and talked about comic books until late into the night, then we bedded down for the night 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 the 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 retrospect, 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 skinny 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 cock…
Surprisingly, neither of us came right away, so I was able to stroke Shawn for a while, getting him nice and hard.
“Can I suck it?” I asked the question that had been in my mind for many minutest now.
His cock pulsed in my hand and his faced flushed bright red while he leaned back. “Oh yeah, suck my dick!”
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 each others’ 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.
We could, however, cum and get hard again almost instantaneously, so we went right back to it our furtive sex play… swapping hand-jobs and blowjobs throughout the night, until the first rays of sunlight started peaking through the windows.
We each came multiple times as we explored each other with our hands and mouths that night, finally falling asleep with cum all over our chests, stomachs, and hands.
Shawn and I would have many more sleepovers in the next few months and we’d continue our fun at night, rubbing and tugging and sucking each other. We never got around to actually fucking each other, but we did get a bit kinkier with our play when school ended and summer break began.
At first Shawn and I thought the good times might be up when summer rolled around.
We lived in a very rural part of southern Missouri about 15 miles apart. We’d become friends at school, obviously, and mostly had our sleepovers on Friday nights when one of us could ride the school bus home with the other and then get picked up by a parent a day or two later. We worried that, with school out, our parents would balk at driving us to-and-fro, but Shawn’s mom and my stepmom actually worked out a plan that gave us more time together.
Rather than letting we two boys get together for a one- or two-night sleepover, the moms suggested that we each spend a week at the other’s house. Shawn and I were thrilled with the idea and thought our mom’s were the coolest for helping us have some fun during the summer.
--Looking back, I now realize that the moms (stay-at-home mothers with 3 kids each to look after) had developed a way to give each other a break in their workload. One of us would leave our family for a week, and while the other family would GAIN another rowdy boy for a week, the mom’s knew that we’d do a better job keeping each other entertained than if we were on our own.
And Shawn and I definitely entertained each other.
We both lived in rented houses on largely wooded property with ponds, fields, and the odd, old crumbling outbuilding from days gone by. So we’d spend our days outside, exploring, and being on our own for hours and hours. When we’d get far enough away from home and knew we were well alone (our siblings always enjoyed trying to spy on us and follow along), we’d stop, strip out of our skimpy cut-off jean shorts and t-shirts and we’d start having some real fun.
I always enjoyed watching Shawn get naked.
Seeing his wiry, nude body was such a turn-on. He had a big, toothy smile as he anticipated what we were about to do, and a thick mop of brown hair that always dropped over one eye and he’d always do these quick head nods to move the hair out of his eyesight. And even though he ate like a horse, he was incredibly skinny. Lean muscles pulled taut over his thin frame and just the cutest little bubble ass. All these years later I still get hard thinking of him.
So we’d strip down, spread our clothes out on the ground and start jerking ourselves or each other or 69ing.
This one day, as we’re lying beside each other Shawn suddenly exclaims, “I need to pee!” And he quickly hops up and starts pissing. I laugh, watching him piss out into the woods, but then he turns around, aims his warm stream of piss directly at me.
“What the…?!”
I gasp when his piss first hits my face, then I just open my mouth and take it all in, letting his golden stream fill my mouth until it spills out and down my torso. Rather than turn away or move to avoid his warm piss flow, I lean in to it and stroke my cock.
Shawn’s piss stream dribble to an end, but he still stands above me, jerking his had cock inches from my face, until he orgasms, shooting his load all over my face and then piss-covered chest.
Dripping with piss and cum all over me, I stand up and push Shawn down, reversing our positions, so that his lithe body is now splayed on the duff before me.
“Now, it’s your turn,” I said, stroking my cock as I step over him so that he’s directly between my legs. My cock throbbed as my bladder pulsed at the same time, then I unleashed a hot, full stream of piss onto Shawn’s face.
He started laughing and I directed my piss directly into his mouth. Shawn choked a bit, accidentally swallowing some, but then he sat up on his knees, mouth wide open, and dove towards my cock, letting my piss fill his mouth.
As my stream sputtered to a finish, Shawn leaned back to show me his mouth full of my urine, gargling it for a few seconds so it bubbled and splashed out onto his chest. Then he shut his mouth and, with a loud gulp, swallowed it all.
Stunned, all I could do was keep jerking myself until I blew a huge load of cum. The first rope splashed across Shawn’s face, but he opened his mouth wide to catch the second, and third, and fourth, taking my shrinking cock into his mouth to clean me up while jerking himself to completion. I could feel his hot cum hitting my balls and ass as his tongue swirled around my shaft…
And so we’d add piss play to our activities any day we could get out to the woods by ourselves. We’d jerk, jack, suck, and piss with each other until we shot load after load of hot boy sperm onto – and into – each other.
A few times that summer, during the weeks Shawn stayed at my place, we’d go camping, and be totally on our own for a few days at a time.
Now, “camping” is probably a bit of a stretch as, really, we were only about about ¼ mile away from my home. The landlord of the house and property my family rented had a pop-up camper and set up on a permanent campsite there in the woods. He would use it every few weekends but said that we could use it as much as we liked. And use it we did!
Shawn and I would grab some food and water and would set up a camp at the campsite. Away from our families and siblings, we’d spend entire days naked, sunbathing next to a nearby pond after skinny-dipping, playing masturbation games to see who could cum first, who could cum last, who could shoot their cum the farthest…
We had a lot of fun with each other and were looking forward to a fun school year ahead, but it all came to a sudden end when Shawn’s father took a new job in Tennessee. He and his family moved away and I never heard from Shawn again.
That was the last sex play I would have with anybody else for the next four years, other than masturbating to my Dad’s porn mags, and my memories of Shawn. -->
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