Bi-Sexual Male / 31
Truth is stranger than fiction:
I've known most of my life than I preferred sex with other men even though I like women too. The year I graduated high school my only sister graduated college, got married and moved across the country. We live in a fairly large southern city and both of us attended local universities. Although I was required to live in the dorm my first semester, afterwards I was back at home and liked it that way. Mom was a Nursing Supervisor at the local hospital and worked these odd rotating (day and night) 12 hours shifts on with 3 days on and 3 days off. Dad works in upper management so he is one a standard 8 to 5 work schedule, unless there are special meetings or he is on the road. Needless to say, I enjoyed my own personal time with each.
I had just completed my second year and on a break to the beach before I began a summer semester. When I came home dad told me my sister had a miscarriage and mom had flow out to be with her a week or so. Then he told me to grab a soda and sit down at the table (I had just driven home). I was wasn't sure what this serious conversation was about, but I knew it was serious. Dad told me that Thursday night some gay came to the house and told mom that I was gay and needed to be kicked out of the house. Seems this flamer I knew, who I had refused to have sex with, decided to tell my parents I was gay I hopes my Christian parents would run me off. Dad came home while the man was there and when mom told him what the man said, dad chased him to his car waving his fist at his face. That is when I found out dad felt I was at least bi for some time but has no discussed it with mom. Anyhow, they had a fight and dad took up for me. Oddly enough while they were fighting my brother-in-law called, fighting turned to packing and mom left early the next morning for the west coast.
I knew my dad wasn't a homophobe like mom, but was relieved he was so receptive, none judgmental and so very, very supportive of my being myself - regardless. Over the next week when we were together our conversations centered about my being bisexual, when and how and with who I first experimented. Mom came home and was anything but hostile, or angry. Being away on the west coast, with a sister and brother-in-law who were supportive of me when she told them had a very positive effect on my mom. Dad and I seemed to become closer than ever before and we began to spend a lot of time together going fishing, hunting, Sports activities etc. Dad was supportive but advised me to shun screaming gays, as their loves are so filled with drama and they are vindictive - personal experience.
Dad would day, "because you like an occasional role in the hay with a man doesn't mean you have to act like a women."
Over the next 2 years dad became my best friend, and confident and mom and I became even closer. Once she told me, if I ever decided to marry a man, he would be welcomed as a son-in-law. Dad had invited me to go with him and 2 men from his office to an NFL game, which was an over night adventure. It was a 7 hour drive to the game and the 4 of us had a great time talking about everything, including gay live. I was relieved when these 2 married men seemed to share my dad's attitude and okay with man-on-man. After a few drinks that night at the bar the older guy, who was in his late 50's, shocked me when he said, "I've never had a women suck me as good as a man." We all laughed as the other man agreed. Dad changed the subject and a few minutes later dad and I headed off to our room.
Dad and I were each in our own beds watching TV when dad said, "I've been telling you a masculine acting man will get more dude action than a screaming queen action and it won't be with another queen." For the first time in my life I wondered if my dad has been with a man, so I asked. He laughed and said, "the only man who hasn't at least been in a circle jerk is either a liar, ugly as hell or no male friends." I asked dad if he ever let a man slow him and he said. "absolutely. But I never said it" and he laughed as he turned off the light and rolled his back to me.
Some weeks passed before I brought up the trip again and asked dad if he thought those guys played around and he said, "Its none of my business what they do or do not do." I asked if he would given and opportunity. Dad said, "you already know the answer to that question. Would you let a man, who looks like and acts like a man blow your dick he asked?" I said, "hell yeah...and I would probably blow him too." Dad said, "me too, son" From that point on dad and I had some very open and detailed conversations about the men I date and I gladly share details. Dad finally admitted to doing a 69 with a man in the neighborhood...a couple of co workers, including both the guys who were on that trip. I've seen may dad hard as stone through his shorts and leaking big time when we talked and especially when we watch bi porn, which is dads favorite (bi men). I have never had sex with my dad but I would and he know I would. My dad set me up for a 3 some with the two men he works with who went with us to the game. On several trips we have swapped off roommates with my and my dad having male sex in the next room with the same men the other has sex with the trip before, or night before. On a fishing trip with these same two married men dad was driving and one was giving dad head in the from seat and the other was sucking me in the back. Dad looked into the back and winked at me as the other was bobbing up and down in my dick. When asked by me, or the other guys why he will not have sex with me, dada always says, "Someday. Someday."
I've known most of my life than I preferred sex with other men even though I like women too. The year I graduated high school my only sister graduated college, got married and moved across the country. We live in a fairly large southern city and both of us attended local universities. Although I was required to live in the dorm my first semester, afterwards I was back at home and liked it that way. Mom was a Nursing Supervisor at the local hospital and worked these odd rotating (day and night) 12 hours shifts on with 3 days on and 3 days off. Dad works in upper management so he is one a standard 8 to 5 work schedule, unless there are special meetings or he is on the road. Needless to say, I enjoyed my own personal time with each.
I had just completed my second year and on a break to the beach before I began a summer semester. When I came home dad told me my sister had a miscarriage and mom had flow out to be with her a week or so. Then he told me to grab a soda and sit down at the table (I had just driven home). I was wasn't sure what this serious conversation was about, but I knew it was serious. Dad told me that Thursday night some gay came to the house and told mom that I was gay and needed to be kicked out of the house. Seems this flamer I knew, who I had refused to have sex with, decided to tell my parents I was gay I hopes my Christian parents would run me off. Dad came home while the man was there and when mom told him what the man said, dad chased him to his car waving his fist at his face. That is when I found out dad felt I was at least bi for some time but has no discussed it with mom. Anyhow, they had a fight and dad took up for me. Oddly enough while they were fighting my brother-in-law called, fighting turned to packing and mom left early the next morning for the west coast.
I knew my dad wasn't a homophobe like mom, but was relieved he was so receptive, none judgmental and so very, very supportive of my being myself - regardless. Over the next week when we were together our conversations centered about my being bisexual, when and how and with who I first experimented. Mom came home and was anything but hostile, or angry. Being away on the west coast, with a sister and brother-in-law who were supportive of me when she told them had a very positive effect on my mom. Dad and I seemed to become closer than ever before and we began to spend a lot of time together going fishing, hunting, Sports activities etc. Dad was supportive but advised me to shun screaming gays, as their loves are so filled with drama and they are vindictive - personal experience.
Dad would day, "because you like an occasional role in the hay with a man doesn't mean you have to act like a women."
Over the next 2 years dad became my best friend, and confident and mom and I became even closer. Once she told me, if I ever decided to marry a man, he would be welcomed as a son-in-law. Dad had invited me to go with him and 2 men from his office to an NFL game, which was an over night adventure. It was a 7 hour drive to the game and the 4 of us had a great time talking about everything, including gay live. I was relieved when these 2 married men seemed to share my dad's attitude and okay with man-on-man. After a few drinks that night at the bar the older guy, who was in his late 50's, shocked me when he said, "I've never had a women suck me as good as a man." We all laughed as the other man agreed. Dad changed the subject and a few minutes later dad and I headed off to our room.
Dad and I were each in our own beds watching TV when dad said, "I've been telling you a masculine acting man will get more dude action than a screaming queen action and it won't be with another queen." For the first time in my life I wondered if my dad has been with a man, so I asked. He laughed and said, "the only man who hasn't at least been in a circle jerk is either a liar, ugly as hell or no male friends." I asked dad if he ever let a man slow him and he said. "absolutely. But I never said it" and he laughed as he turned off the light and rolled his back to me.
Some weeks passed before I brought up the trip again and asked dad if he thought those guys played around and he said, "Its none of my business what they do or do not do." I asked if he would given and opportunity. Dad said, "you already know the answer to that question. Would you let a man, who looks like and acts like a man blow your dick he asked?" I said, "hell yeah...and I would probably blow him too." Dad said, "me too, son" From that point on dad and I had some very open and detailed conversations about the men I date and I gladly share details. Dad finally admitted to doing a 69 with a man in the neighborhood...a couple of co workers, including both the guys who were on that trip. I've seen may dad hard as stone through his shorts and leaking big time when we talked and especially when we watch bi porn, which is dads favorite (bi men). I have never had sex with my dad but I would and he know I would. My dad set me up for a 3 some with the two men he works with who went with us to the game. On several trips we have swapped off roommates with my and my dad having male sex in the next room with the same men the other has sex with the trip before, or night before. On a fishing trip with these same two married men dad was driving and one was giving dad head in the from seat and the other was sucking me in the back. Dad looked into the back and winked at me as the other was bobbing up and down in my dick. When asked by me, or the other guys why he will not have sex with me, dada always says, "Someday. Someday."
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