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[21/06/08] To get the ball rolling - my first bi experience......

I am 90% straight, but when I get turned on, well, I get turned on and cocks are sexual - so why not?! Girls can get it on together for fun without anyone batting an eyelid, so once again, why not?!

At the age of about 18 I was full on interested in women, but somehow I had more guys trying it on with me. I always walked away thinking they were odd and never really thought much more about it.

In my early 20's - girl on girl was the only fantasy in town for me. I sort of wished I was a girl, because I felt I was missing out on the ultimate sexual experience.

Late 20's, I eventually kicked the girl on girl habit, I still love the thought of it, but I managed to not be totally consumed by this fantasy.

Early 30's I started thinking back to all those times that guys had tried to pick me up. What if I had gone back with one of them? What would have happened? I thought about this a fair bit and one day my thoughts slipped further. I found myself fantasising about a bi scenario, based on my more juvenille self. Nothing heavy, just two guys turned on, watching straight porn together and then taking things a bit further. Still wearing jeans, rubbing bulging groins together. Enjoying the sensation, feeling the heat of two erect cocks pressing together through denim. The fantasy progresses, not far, but eventually in my minds eye we ended up with our jeans off and very innocently rubbing our cocks against each other.

Once in a blue moon over a two or three year period I thought about this aghain. On the odd occaision I'd find myself thinking about it while wanking.

As far as I was concerned though, I was still totally straight.

Then things changed! I was in a porn cinema. I know the shame.... but I was feeling really randy and you know when you feel all hot all over and sort of lose control.... well I ended up in the porn cinema.

True to form, watching the film of two girls going at it, I had a very stiff cock going on. Then I noticed something, didn't believe it, doubted myself, but realised it had happened. The guy next to had his arm on the arm test, briefly, very quickly he had allowed his wrist to touch mine.

This could have been mistaken for an accident, but guys don't go around accidently touching wrists.

It happened again. Same process. Touch and withdraw.

Then again. We sat there, wrists together. My heart and pulse racing. This was a very new, weird and dangerous experience.

Then he went for it. He reached for my cock and felt my hard-on through my trousers. He needed and pulled at me for about two minutes, my head spinning, what was I doing?

I stood up, hot headed, not focusing well and walked out. I walked fast away from the cinema and into a book shop to cool my head. I noticed he had followed me.

I spoent what felt like 10 minutes in the bookshop, but was probably 60 confused seconds, before walking out once I thought he'd gone.

No - he was still outside. He walked up and asked if wanted to go somewhere. Shit - what do I do? I said yes and surpised myself, that took me by surprise.

We walked to a near by multi story. I was too hot headed to remember or realise what he had said to me in the lift, but I found myself explaining that this was my first time with a guy. It sounded very inplausible, he looked at me like I was in some sort of denial, but no it really was my first encounter.

We got in his car - a big silver merc. On leaving the car park, with his left hand he reached across and started pulling at my cock through my trousers. I reached for his. The first time I had ever felt someone elses erection, even if it was cloth covered.

We drove right through central London, pulling at each other. I remember looking at the shoppers wondering if they realised that in the car next to them were two guys groping each others cocks.

He asked if I wanted to go to a club. I said no. He said he knew somewhere quiet and drove towards a street near Borough Market. It was the weekend. The steet was deserted.

Did we pull our own cocks out, or reach for each others? I don't remeber. Anyhow, fairly soon we were pulling away at each other cocks in the flesh and not through trouser material.

It was warm, hard, felt familiar. His cock was smaller than mine, which sort of surprised me. At the same time I was thinking these thoughts, he saw my cock for the first time and let out a lustful sigh. That also surprised me, no girl had ever done that!

We pulled away at each other. Me more nervous than him. When people were walikng in the distance, I stopped and tried to pretend we were just sat innocently in the car.

We were pulling away at each other, stop starting, stop starting.

Did I suck him first or did he suck me? Can't remember. I do remember being taken aback when I first found his cock in my mouth. Firstly, I found myself thinking... there is a cock in my mouth! Then I could smell and taste it and it sort of reminded me of......... well my cock! That didn't seem so bad and I went at him enthusiastically, taking him deep in my mouth, which I suppose is what I have always wanted from girls.

I was crap at it though! I just found myself thinking that I was gagging on his cock! We reverted to pulling each other off. I think by this point he realised that this really was my first time.

He pulled me off. I came over my shirt. He let out another lustful sigh and leant forwards to suck the last drop off my cock. I sort of wished he'd taken the whole load. Oh well... he gave me a tissue. I asked if he wanted me to finish him off. He didn't! I think he wanted to save himself for someone who knew what they were doing!

We drove off. He dropped me at the tube station and asked if we could meet up again. I was back in hot headed mode and sort of grunted, without replying yes or no and walked off.

I find myself now fantasising what might have happened if we had met up again...

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