Bi-Sexual Male / 29
I'll start my confession with a question. How do you know if you're straight or bisexual, without having first having sex with both males and females????
My answer came last week on holiday with my wife. I only knew a few phrases of Andreas's language, yet I knew instictively, I would allow him to put his eight or so inches of his fat throbbing cock inside whatever orrifice of mine he wanted to. That was without question, how I knew I was bisexual.
We were running (not together) on the same beach at seven in the morning. For my part to do my running before it got too hot. Reaching what I knew to be the nudist part of the beach, I watched as Andreas's took off his shorts and started to run, his large semi erect cock swaying to and thro. At that very moment I knew I wanted to taste him and his cum.
Catching up to him as he reached an outcrop of the ciff he running along, he stopped, entered a small cave and stood stroking himself.
With very little said between us, and some gesturing, I was on my knees taking his swelling cock into my mouth, my shorts having been taken off as I approached, all six and half inches of my cock straining and fully erect. His cock and balls were the first and so far only ones to enter my body, but I know now it most certainly won't be the last.
I know I wasn't very good at sucking on his cock and he kept on manouvering me how to suck him how he wanted it. Then without asking or any words spoken, he moved me around so I was rear onto him. Spitting on my arsehole and gently massaging my hole he put his cock head to my butt hole and pushed. It was like taking a razor blade up my arse as he hammered away hard and fast at my fuck hole, and believe me it stung and hurt real bad. But I already knew I wanted him to fuck me, I already knew I'd let him have me any way he wanted.
No part of the first time we spent together was fully pleasurable for me and walking back up to our room later, I began in some way to regret our brief but super horny liason. Having said that it didn't stop me being out earlier the next morning and finding Andreas waiting for me.
This time I took more time to get to know his beautiful cock, making him wait for me to enjoy sucking deep down hard on his thick veiny cock. Even though we couldn't really converse I asked Andreas to fuck me missionary, thinking it would be easier for me to take. A mixture of pre preperation in the toilet earlier and his willingness to take his time, I soon found myself bucking myself onto him as he thrust forwards. His cock had found my sweet spot and my dick was raging. As Andreas leant forward to kiss me, his cock thrusting its way deeper inside my bowels, my cock erupted and spurt after spurt filled the slight void between us, creaming us both.
Only a few more thrusts and Andreas was filling my void, the one up my quivering arsehole.
Twice more I had gay sex with Andreas, one brief but amazingly good sexual time with Andreas on our usual beach, and one more time on a different beach. The last time wasn't in the morning, it was on the last night we were on the island. My wife went to bed early because of the early flight time and I took a late night walk into town. Approaching the the town I saw him sat on a low wall. It was if he was waiting for me. Leading me down onto a very quiet dark part of the beach, we stripped naked and I spent over an hour pleasuring and being pleasured by and with Andreas.
My over riding memory and I have many of Andreas, will be seeing his hazle eyes sparkle in the moon light as I mounted his cock. For over quarter an hour I rode him, bringing him close to ejaculation and then easing off. Finally when he filled my rear after I'd fucked him mercilessly, I bent over and we kissed like long awaiting lovers. Pushing me up and forwards, he took in my cock and proceeded to give me the most awsome of blow jobs, sucking down every last drop of my cum as he gripped my arse cheeks tightly.
I already know where we'll be staying next May, when we go to the same island. And this time we'll be going for three weeks. It was booked yesterday mornning, my wife will find out tonight when she gets home. Andreas my forty six year old lover already knows. We've chatted by email this morning.
My answer came last week on holiday with my wife. I only knew a few phrases of Andreas's language, yet I knew instictively, I would allow him to put his eight or so inches of his fat throbbing cock inside whatever orrifice of mine he wanted to. That was without question, how I knew I was bisexual.
We were running (not together) on the same beach at seven in the morning. For my part to do my running before it got too hot. Reaching what I knew to be the nudist part of the beach, I watched as Andreas's took off his shorts and started to run, his large semi erect cock swaying to and thro. At that very moment I knew I wanted to taste him and his cum.
Catching up to him as he reached an outcrop of the ciff he running along, he stopped, entered a small cave and stood stroking himself.
With very little said between us, and some gesturing, I was on my knees taking his swelling cock into my mouth, my shorts having been taken off as I approached, all six and half inches of my cock straining and fully erect. His cock and balls were the first and so far only ones to enter my body, but I know now it most certainly won't be the last.
I know I wasn't very good at sucking on his cock and he kept on manouvering me how to suck him how he wanted it. Then without asking or any words spoken, he moved me around so I was rear onto him. Spitting on my arsehole and gently massaging my hole he put his cock head to my butt hole and pushed. It was like taking a razor blade up my arse as he hammered away hard and fast at my fuck hole, and believe me it stung and hurt real bad. But I already knew I wanted him to fuck me, I already knew I'd let him have me any way he wanted.
No part of the first time we spent together was fully pleasurable for me and walking back up to our room later, I began in some way to regret our brief but super horny liason. Having said that it didn't stop me being out earlier the next morning and finding Andreas waiting for me.
This time I took more time to get to know his beautiful cock, making him wait for me to enjoy sucking deep down hard on his thick veiny cock. Even though we couldn't really converse I asked Andreas to fuck me missionary, thinking it would be easier for me to take. A mixture of pre preperation in the toilet earlier and his willingness to take his time, I soon found myself bucking myself onto him as he thrust forwards. His cock had found my sweet spot and my dick was raging. As Andreas leant forward to kiss me, his cock thrusting its way deeper inside my bowels, my cock erupted and spurt after spurt filled the slight void between us, creaming us both.
Only a few more thrusts and Andreas was filling my void, the one up my quivering arsehole.
Twice more I had gay sex with Andreas, one brief but amazingly good sexual time with Andreas on our usual beach, and one more time on a different beach. The last time wasn't in the morning, it was on the last night we were on the island. My wife went to bed early because of the early flight time and I took a late night walk into town. Approaching the the town I saw him sat on a low wall. It was if he was waiting for me. Leading me down onto a very quiet dark part of the beach, we stripped naked and I spent over an hour pleasuring and being pleasured by and with Andreas.
My over riding memory and I have many of Andreas, will be seeing his hazle eyes sparkle in the moon light as I mounted his cock. For over quarter an hour I rode him, bringing him close to ejaculation and then easing off. Finally when he filled my rear after I'd fucked him mercilessly, I bent over and we kissed like long awaiting lovers. Pushing me up and forwards, he took in my cock and proceeded to give me the most awsome of blow jobs, sucking down every last drop of my cum as he gripped my arse cheeks tightly.
I already know where we'll be staying next May, when we go to the same island. And this time we'll be going for three weeks. It was booked yesterday mornning, my wife will find out tonight when she gets home. Andreas my forty six year old lover already knows. We've chatted by email this morning.
