Finally Taking A Step...

I'm the last person you'd expect to write a confession like this. At least for those who know me and think they know ALL of me. Well... just committing to writing this is making me smile a little. I think I'll find even more enjoyment out of letting you know about a profoundhotnot-too-hot moment I just lived...

As a bi-curious married-with-two-kids , two dogs, a cat, and everything else that sounds hetero-typical, you're naturally going to play out ANY fantasies in your head before you try them, whether it's straight or not. I mean, you and your significant other probably TALK about something before trying it for the first time, right? For some, this period of fantasizing may be short lived before you either love it and live it, or maybe even, well, hate it! For others, it can take months or years to decide if it's worth actually trying. For me... it's taken decades.

Since high school, I knew I was at least bi-curious. I did the whole raging-hormones things that sometimes make two guys experiment... in the moment. You know, touching, helping hands, maybe a bit more? Anyway, after those few experiences with my best friend, I found it no better than what I was doing with my girlfriends at the time. Not any worse, mind you, but about the same on the ol' pleasure chart.

Fast forward through college where nothing remotely the same happened. Sure, a drunken night might facilitate some looks across a room, or a late night hot conversation with another closeted bi guy... but absolutely nothing even close to what I was starting to think about.

One last fast forward through meeting and marrying my absolute best friend For those who are rolling their eyes right now, my wife knows I'm bi-curious and even likes to help fantasize and talk about what she'd like to see me do andor get-done-by another man. So needless to say, things are great!! We've had a couple of threesomes with guys, all focused on her, and had the occasional male-to-male contact, but that's it. Again, things are wonderful with my life. But now, here I am at the ripe old age of 41, and I've still not heeded the advice to "sh!t or get off the pot" that I've heard occasionally. Until now...

My fantasy and confession, neither of which I've revealed, is that the guy my wife and I have been talking to in a group message, asked us if we could meet up. I explained that today was super busy and chaotic for both my wife and me, to which he replied and said he understood. But about 15 minutes later, he messaged me one-on-one and explained that he really needed the relief if I could just suck him off, he'd like to try it. He's been toying with the idea of even being bi-CURIOUS, so this is not something I thought would come from him anytime soon, if ever.

So... after I made sure he was for real about four times, I finally decided after all these years to give it a go with another man, even if only something mild. He just left after coming over to get off with me. We were both nervous, but he managed to ask if I'd suck him off. After it was over, he said I gave him really good head. I must have done something good since he blew his load in my mouth (and I swallowed it... and liked it) in less than 10 minutes.

Oh, and if you're wondering - yes, my wife knew even before I told him he could come over. She came up with a good excuse to not come home for an extra hour.

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