5 comments/ 56720 views/ 5 favorites Am I Bi? By: CRWestminster Do one or two casual encounters with a same sex partner qualify one to be considered bisexual? What if the encounter was during a threesome, foursome or moresome? How many same sex experiences does it take before you are classed as Bi? Must you actively seek out and engage in sex with a same-sex partner to be considered Bi, although you would normally prefer the opposite sex? These are questions I have asked myself ever since my first same-sex encounter. Often sex, to a man or woman, can become a form of temporary insanity. Your mind and inhibitions can be swept away by the frenzied heat of the encounter. An overarching need to release sexual energy can allow you to perpetrate, succumb to and experience acts that you would not normally consider; opening the door to a journey of exploration and experimentation to satisfy your curiosity or a deeper need. I believe that we are, by our very nature, bisexual. As children, we experiment by comparing genitals, sometimes touching each other, playing sexual games (who can pee the farthest) or other explorations of our sexual curiosity. Because male genitals are so exposed and therefore mores easily stimulated, boys tend to fixate on them more so than girls do with theirs. Girls, on the other hand, hug and kiss each other and hold hands growing up, not necessarily sexually goal oriented. I believe this is quite natural and an integral part of growing, learning and maturing as human beings. Society teaches us, as we grow, what it considers wrong, taboo, or deviant. The trouble (or blessing) with society is that what's normal changes from year to year and from nation to nation. I could be considered a deviant to the norm or pervert because I have often pushed against that envelope. Although, watch day time television and even those boundaries becomes questionable today. Several years ago I was living with a liberated woman who allowed, encouraged and joined me in expressing and exploring my sexuality. Actually, I think she rather enjoyed our 'sexcapades' and I was overjoyed at the time to be with someone who did. Together, we fantasized, photographed each other, watched x-rated videos, used toys, whipped cream, chocolate syrup and even shared sex with others, you get the idea. We could spend hours, many times the whole day or a weekend, playing and making love to each other. Together we thoroughly enjoyed the "high" we got from our long, sometimes spiritual lovemaking sessions. One day we decided to act on a fantasy that we had discussed many times. Robert was a mutual friend who we thought may be interested in joining us, so we invited him up for the weekend. We understood that he was bisexual and decided that he should be a good match for us. I thought maybe I was ready to give Michelle the experience of a two-man threesome. We both had indulged in two woman threesomes before and I felt comfortable enough with myself and our relationship to share in that particular fantasy for Michelle. For the next week I thought of nothing but the upcoming weekend, with more than a little excitement and apprehension. After all it isn't everyday you share your girlfriend with another man. Finally the day arrived. The smoky smell of cedar filed the house as the fireplace crackled and popped, warming the room to a comfortable temperature. We laughed, chatted, drank wine and shared some pot while relaxing. To further break the ice I put on an X-rated video and we watched, laughed and commented on the action before us. As we sat there, I began to fondle Michelle's breasts making her nipples hard and erect. She loved that. She was, at times, able to orgasm just from extended nipple stimulation. We decided to play a little strip poker to "innocently" get our clothes off. It didn't take long and the three of us were mostly naked. Not surprisingly, idea of massage came up and we all agreed that it would be fun. If that wasn't an ice breaker, I don't know what is! Michelle brought us some massage oil and asked Robert if he would help her massage me. He was more than willing to oblige. I lay on my stomach as they began massaging my body. Michelle worked on my neck and back as Robert started at my feet. Her pussy was inches from my face. I could feel the heat from her and was exalted by her pleasing fragrance. It was very provocative having two people busy touching your naked body. I was in heaven it felt so good. Eventually, Robert reached my butt and began kneading and stroking it, allowing his fingers to slip between my ass cheeks and along my inner thighs, just teasing me, sparking those familiar feelings in my crotch. After a few minutes they rolled me over and continued their efforts on my front. I was totally exposed and Robert said he liked looking at me, my cock was now tumescent from the relaxation and their attention. I reached up and pulled Michelle to my mouth and let my tongue search her slit. Almost at once I felt Robert's hands on my cock and balls massaging them with smooth firm strokes. At first, I flinched from the male contact. Even so, moments later I was rock hard and further surprised by the sensation when his mouth envelop me. It was a warm and not unfamiliar feeling, no different from what I often experience with women. In response, I plunged my tongue deep within Michelle's hot sex, licking and teasing her as she rubbed herself against my mouth. It felt good having my cock sucked as I nibbled and teased her. "This is just like going 69", I thought to myself, although knowing a man was giving me this pleasure was a confusing mental turn on. "Should I be enjoying this so much, I wasn't sure?" Those societal pressures and teachings were trying their best to inhibit me. He really got into it, sucking me into his mouth, pulling on my prick with his lips, applying just the right amount of pressure and suction. He took me deep in his throat without the slightest hesitation. I was surprised by this because I am not a small man. I lay there with my eyes closed moving my hips to meet his advancing mouth. It seemed the natural thing to do. Michelle quietly moved away and watched as Robert continued to devour me. She sat smiling, playing with herself, one leg draped over the arm of our overstuffed chair. I looked down to see my stiff cock disappear repeatedly in his bearded face until at times my entire length down his throat. I must admit that few women could have done a better job. Intimate knowledge of a man's equipment and knowing what feels good is certainly most helpful. Suddenly, I was overcome with the need to have Michelle closer, to legitimize what was happening. A feeling overtook me that I was enjoying this 'a little too much' and for a minute I was afraid of my own sexuality. I reached my hand out to her, eyes asking. Understanding, she came over and began sharing my cock with Robert, the two of them taking turns sucking on it. Playfully, they would shake my prick at each other or rub it against the others lips. I felt better having Michelle there. It reinforced my need to remain attached to my hetero side and not feel that I was somehow being totally seduced into homosexuality. There combined activity was quickly taking me to orgasm. To slow my rapid ascent, I suggested that we give Michelle attention. I laid her down and positioned myself between her legs to savor her wetness. And boy was she wet! Robert sucked and fondled her breasts as I concentrated on her pussy. It felt natural that I was between her legs doing what I normally do in a sexual situation. I was totally into the uninhibited sex we were all having. I found myself reaching out to take Robert's tumescent cock in my hand, pulling and massaging it until it became long and hard. (I think this is where the temporary insanity began to take hold). I told him to "fuck Michelle as I watched" so I changed places with him. When he was in position, I guided his prick to her wet and eager sex and rubbed the head of it against her until he was glistening with her juices and then encouraged him to push forward into her. I was so fucking hot! My breath was coming in short gasps and my face felt flush and hot. Michelle lay back with her hips elevated, enjoying Robert's cock in her. Robert fucked her for a short while but I think he was more interested in me. Even though he had had relationships with women in the past, he had now given in to a more decidedly gay lifestyle. He pulled out of her and we decided to take a break to smoke a joint and cool down. If that was possible. I was still hot and wanted to continue our play so I started up again with Michelle. Did I mention, she loved to have her tits sucked? Kneeling before her as she sat on the couch, I buried my face in her breasts sucking each nipple in turn as Robert looked on. He watched us for a time before reaching between my legs, pulling my cock back, laying on his back and taking it in his mouth once more. It grew hard instantly. Soon we were all spread out on the floor once again, this time in a triangle. Each of us was manipulating the other. By now I was fevered to the point that I was ready for anything (that 'heat of the moment' thing), so I started touching Robert again. This time I ventured to pull his cock to my mouth. It felt soft and so very smooth against my lips and tongue. I took him into my mouth and pulled on it with my hand and lips but he remained spongy soft, only half erect. "What am I doing wrong?" I thought. I was doing essentially the same thing he had been doing to me. He didn't seem to care about an orgasm. He was happy enough as it was. Even so, it was insanely exciting to actually be doing this and it stimulated something deep inside me. A feeling of complete surrender to what I was doing. No shame just animal lust, a letting go. On the other hand, I was as hard as steel and Michelle didn't let it go unused. She climbed onto me and lowered herself over my swollen member, slowly taking all of me in. She threw her head back and began to rhythmically ride me, grinding her pubic bone against mine. Having her fuck me while I sucked Robert's dick was outrageously stimulating. I found myself matching her stroke for stroke with his cock, wanting him to be as excited and hard as I was. Michelle, was simply ready to explode into her own orgasm. With one final gasp she stiffened, moaning loudly and buried me deep within her. I could feel her contractions around my cock as she experienced those lovely waves of orgasm. We continued to alternately, rest and play our sex games throughout the evening. Robert was still going after my cock whenever the opportunity was there for him. I don't think he ever climaxed at least not with an ejaculation. I thought it strange given the fact that I and Michelle had multiple orgasms during that time. To this day I don't know why he didn't but he assured us that he enjoyed himself with our group play and was looking forward to it again. After hours of our stop and go sex and coming several times each, Michelle and I retired to the bedroom and quickly fell into a satisfying sleep. Performing oral sex on another man was a real turn on for me. I guess because I know what it feels like to be on the receiving end or maybe it was my own latent homosexual/bi side. Regardless of the reason, I wanted to experience just what I did and I'm glad I did, under the circumstances that I did. Michelle had been delighted watching, as Robert and I engaged each other, especially when I was going down on him. I don't think she really expected me to go through with it. Part of doing it was for her pleasure because I know from our pillow talk and shared fantasies that it made her hot to watch me with another man. Although I took great pleasure from our encounter, it taught me that I really did prefer women as sex partners and I found that I was no longer confused about my own sexuality. I would repeat the experience if conditions were right and that little "insane" person in me came out again, but I wouldn't seek out other men unless it was for a threesome or 'moresome'. We did get together again while vacationing in Mexico, but that's another story. Am I Bi Sexual Sitting on that chair against the evening breeze and a dimming sunlight, I thought ...this is a new feeling. I never had this before and surprised to have this. A tingling sensation ran through my body from head to toe every time I thought about this. Also I realized that I love imagining, visualizing this for hours and I can go on day dreaming for hours. Sometimes I have fallen asleep with these thoughts hoping that I would dream about that . As you know dreams are more real than reality. Not sure how long I sat there, it was dark and I could see people leaving the park and could hear mosquitoes singing in anticipation of their luck tonight, having me on a park bench. I decided not to become a dinner for the mosquitoes and walked back to the hotel. I was on a Business trip and I am not a big fan of travelling. I like to be with family all the time and tend to be lonely during my business trips. The same courteous smile of the Hotel staff welcomed me , the same smile that you see in every hotel, yes they are paid for it and they do a good job. I entered the big white dungeon, read as my hotel room, all white bed sheets, pillow covers and standard furniture, wondering how to spend my time rest of the evening. When ever I feel like nothing to do, I love to take a shower, a warm shower and I like to spend almost an hour. As usual I got into shower and again started dreaming, the tingling sensation appeared , head to toe, and I was on a trance. I was interrupted by a call on my mobile and cursing the caller for disturbing me from my beautiful thoughts I wiped my hands to pick the phone which was kept near. To my surprise the caller was George. My heart started beating faster, and I said, "hello." "Hi Thomas, what's up? are you back from office?" Georges familiar voice on the other side. "Yes man, came back and feeling bored . As usual getting away from boredom through a shower, " I started laughing. George said, "OK...I will be there in the next 30 mins if you are available." "Oh yes...I am here." I started to feel the sensation again ... "Ok, then see you in 30 mins and bye for now." George disconnected the phone. A sudden lightning went through my body...is this the day? I clearly remembered when I shared my thoughts with George. That was another evening like this, nothing else to do me and George went for a drink in a close by bar. I had a plan that I will share my thoughts with him on that day if possible. But I had planned like that several times and never mustered courage, so this time also I was not hopeful. After couple of drinks, I gathered some courage and said, "George, I wanted to talk to you something very important for me. But you have to promise me that you will not share this with any one and will be a secrete forever." George had a cheeky smile and said, "What is the issue? You are breathing heavily...relax , Do you have an affair?" He was curious to know my problem and help me as my big brother. I said, "George the problem is slightly different. Hear me out. Have you heard about Bi Sex?" I asked him. I could see his smile disappearing and face becoming more curious, "Not really". I said, "there is a category of people known as bi curious. Who are bi sexual and curious. I think I am in that category." George started laughing and said, "Oh man." With the heat of 2 drinks and the courage that I got, I continued, my words stammered, voice became very low when I said, "I would like to suck your cock. I want to do a blow job for you, I want to blow you. Nothing else, just wanted to try once, I may like or may not. If I like it I might ask for more. You have all the right to say NO, and I won't feel bad. But it should be a top class secret." There was a silence ...finally George spoke up. "I am ok, I don't have a problem. But the key is when , where and how. We will figure out." By that we had almost finished our drinks and ready to head back home. We drove back home and again discussion were around this and I was much more relaxed after the drink, also it was not a secret any more. This was a dream going on in my mind for almost 2 years and finally a relief when I told him. I said, "George you don't have a problem, you are getting some one to do a free of cost service. You should enjoy." "But Thomas, any blow job is associated with lot of other things. There are times where I can't control and I might come faster." "That's ok George. I am ready to take that risk. I don't mind even if you come in my mouth." Then as a big brother George said, "OK. We will work out a plan." But that never worked, its almost a year now since we discussed that and I was not even sure if he remembered all of that discussion. May be this is a casual visit knowing that I am in the city and he is also here. I got out of my thoughts, wiped myself and got dressed. Next few mins were the most difficult for me as I was trying to keep my patience, but waiting for the door bell to ring. I closed all the window blinds , just in case he remembers and offers. Not sure how much time passed by, phone rang again... I picked up the phone with my heartbeats pumping up ...It was my wife. "Hey, what are you doing? Are you back from office? Did you eat your dinner?" As usual , she had few questions , all in one go. I laughed and said, "let me answer one by one" and responded to every question. "How's Sam?" Sam is my 8 year old Son. "Yeah, he is fine. Not really missing you." "Ah as usual ...he is a pure Taurian. Anyway, I am stepping out for some time to have some dinner. Can I call you back?" I did not want to tell her about George's visit, though she knows that he is in town. "OK, bye for now. Call me in the night and she hung up the phone." before I could get into next set of thoughts phone rang again and this time it was George asking for my room #. He was down stairs. My heart started pumping more than ever...Will it happen today? Will my dream come true? Why am I so nervous? I should have had a drink to ease me out. Bell rang, and I jumped to open the door. There he was George. George is no super human, he is a normal guy , brown skin and a normal physique. He must be 5'7", average built and a clean shaven. The moment I opened the door , I could smell whisky and I could sense that he is drunk. "Oh, you are drunk, You should have told me , we could have had one together, " I said. "No man, I am coming back from a party , going to my hotel room. Thought of stopping by." "Let me use the washroom, " saying that he went to the bathroom. I locked the room and went on to watch the TV that was playing. I don't even remember what was playing because I didn't see or hear that , it was just to show him that I was busy. I had a shock when George came out of the bathroom in his underwear. He said, "Thomas you have been asking for some thing for some time, today is the day...I am ready." I didn't know how to react...I said, "I am nervous. I should have had a drink , not to feel nervous." But then, finally I murmured, "if you don't mind, can you please take a shower? be there I will come there." He immediately obliged and went to the shower. Before I could makeup my mind to go to the bathroom, he came out now fully naked. He had a soft penis and the small thing was dangling. First time in my life, I am seeing a dick other than mine. It was brown in color and he sat on the bed, next to me and said with a smile, "its all yours." I didn't know what to do, so I said, "I am nervous, I don't know what to do." He started stroking it and I joined him and I started playing with his dick. I could see it growing in my hands. My cold hands could make it bigger. It grew and became a round edged big dick, bigger than mine. First time I am seeing some thing like this in real life. It had a slight curve as well. He stood up bringing his dick to my face's level. I continued on the bed holding and stroking...Finally the time came, where I decided to go for it. I touched it with my lips , then opened my mouth. Slowly sucking his head in and out. I tried to take his whole dick in , but it was too long . Also with my right hand I started playing with his balls. I rubbed his head on my lips , licking the head again and again. Suddenly George grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. That was a great feeling and I did not want him to stop that. Some times i was getting choked and George asked, "are you O K?" "Yes...I am fine. Enjoying." This went on for few more mins and George asked, "done, is this enough?" I said "Yes, " though I wanted this to go on for ever. He took his dick out of my mouth and went to the bathroom, saying "let me relieve." I wanted to say, let me do that and may be taste your cum, but could not muster courage. He released himself and came out. Wore his clothes and ready to leave. I also went to the bathroom, brushed by teeth and gargled several times. By the time I came out he was ready to leave. I accompanied him down and ensured he got a taxi back to the hotel. I came back to my room, what an evening. I got what I have been dreaming for the last 2 years and I knew I didn't do a good job. I wanted to lick his balls, take that in my mouth and keep sucking it ...lick his shaft up...and grab that beautiful round head between my lips...run my tongue all over his shaft and shaft head...wanted to keep him blowing till he comes and yes, I wanted him to come in mouth and wanted to taste his cum ... I wanted to lie down on the bed, face up on the edge so that he can fuck my mouth like he fucks and his balls hitting my nose as he fucks... I wanted him to fuck me between my thighs with a moisturizing lotion, I wanted to feel his warm cum in between my legs...feel that oozing down my thighs while he grabs my butt tight ...and finally I wanted him up my ass, feeling his dick throb up my ass, feel his warm cum inside me. But looks like those will be distant dreams as he is a straight guy and would not be interested in all these. I think he obliged for blowjob because of the love and respect for me and I will have to limit to that. I hope I get another evening like that , where I could do little better than what I did that day. I will make sure I suck him off completely till he comes and I will taste his cum next time for sure. I will lick and suck his balls so that he will come back to me again and again when ever he wants a good suck. Not sure when that will happen, but dreaming is reality. Every night before going to sleep I day dream this. Even after a good sex with my wife , I lie down and think about when will I do this, what will I do to George. One day for sure!