The Day I Discovered I Was Bisexual [M/M]

This is my first story here. I hope it satisfies. There’s a part 2, which I’ll include if you like this one enough. I've now posted.

I was 18 at the time, and was exploring my sexuality. I had often fantasized about other guys: what it would be like to kiss another guy, to give a blowjob, etc. I watched gay porn once or twice. I was definitely bi-curious.

During the summer after I graduated high school, I was still living at home. I didn't have a car, so if I wanted to go out, it was usually either take the bus or catch a ride with a friend.

I happened to need a ride to work one day. A good friend of mine, I'll call him James, offered to drive me. James was openly bisexual, though leaned more toward men than women. He was never shy about telling me that he found me attractive, and often said that if I ever wanted to "test the waters," he'd be happy to be my first. I always brushed it off as friendly joking.

When James picked me up, he was dressed to go to the beach, wearing board shorts with no shirt. I got in, noticed his attire, and was immediately jealous that he was going to spend the day out at the beach and I was going to be stuck in retail hell. James put his car in reverse and was about to back out of the driveway, but I stopped him before he could. "Give me 5 minutes," I said, and got out of the car.

I ran back inside, called in sick to work, and changed into board shorts. Towel in hand, I ran back out to the car. "Fuck work, let's go to the beach," I proclaimed, and to the beach we went.

James and I spent the afternoon throwing around a football and hitting on every pretty girl that passed us. A few times, we decided to go for a swim. One such time, when I came up for air, James was nowhere to be seen. I looked around for a moment, then felt a hand behind my knee. Before I knew it, my legs were pulled out from under me and I was on my back, underwater. The same hand snaked it's way up my board shorts quickly, slid over my dick, then back out.

Startled by the entire event, which lasted less than 5 seconds, I jumped up. James was standing there in the waist-deep water laughing hysterically. "Sorry, man," he said between laughs. "I didn't mean to slide my hand up your shorts, though, just to put you on your back." He was still laughing, so I waited for my chance. His eyes closed, and I tackled him, sending him underwater. This set off a wrestling match, both of us trying to get the other underwater. James and I were both pretty well built, having both been athletes in high school, and we're fairly evenly matched.

We didn't leave the beach until after sundown. We grabbed a bite to eat, and while we drove back he suggested I crash at his place (which I did fairly often). I agreed and called home to let my dad know I wouldn't be home. James lived with his parents, as well, but they were frequently out of town. Tonight was no exception.

I took a shower and borrowed a pair of basketball shorts from James. We played video games until around midnight, then James suggested that we put on a movie. Usually, this meant a comedy, but James surprised me and went with a cheesy slasher flick.

At one point in the movie, a girl with an amazing body had a sex scene with guy who also had an amazing body. Being 18, and still full of raging hormones, I was instantly hard as a rock. My arousal was very obvious through my basketball shorts, which drew some not-so-sly glances from James.

When the movie ended, James asked, "have you ever watched porn with someone?"

"Yeah," I said, "this girl I used to date liked to watch porn and then imitate what they did."

James smiled. "No, man, I mean with another guy."

I was surprised by his question. "Um… no, I haven't."

"Do you want to?" he asked. "It's cool if you don't, but I just figured…"

I gave it a little thought, then asked, "So, we watch it and then… like, jerk off in front of each other?"

"Yeah, sure," he said. "We can even make a competition out of it." James and I are competitive about everything, and I think he used that to his advantage that night. "The first one to touch himself loses."

I thought it over, and asked, "What does the winner get?"

James shrugged. "Whatever he wants."

I considered it a little longer, then said, "Fuck it, you're on."

James smiled and popped in a DVD. We sat on opposite ends of the couch and proceeded to watch the first scene. I don't remember a lot about it, just that, as with porn, there was fucking involved. When that first scene was over, both of us we’re sporting very large erections but neither of us had lost our bet.

As the second scene started, I shifted in my seat and pulled the shorts out of my crotch. "HA!" James shouted, "you lose!"

"No, bullshit!" I said. "I only pulled my shorts out, I never touched my dick."

James eyed me skeptically. "We have to keep this honest."

"What do you suggest?" I asked.

James thought about it for a moment. "Lose the shorts. That way, there's no adjusting clothes."

James and I had been naked in front of each other before, having showered after football or baseball games in the same locker room. This was different, though, and I got nervous. James stood up and dropped his shorts to the floor. Seeing him standing there, fully erect, stirred something in me. His dick was uncut, about an inch shorter than mine, but thicker and tapered at the end. In that moment, my dick grew painful with the amount of blood being pumped into it.

James sat back down and looked at me, his girth laying against his stomach. "Well?" I stood up and hooked my thumbs into the waistband, and slid them down. When I stood back up, my dick bobbed up and down, and James' eyes followed. I sat back down and James pushed play.

We sat there, stark naked on James' couch, desperately trying not to touch ourselves. My cock was freely flowing with precum, and I could feel it in my balls. The head of his was poking out of the foreskin and I could could see it dripping, as well. By the end of the second scene, we are both sitting on our hands.

James paused it again before the third scene started. "I need a drink. You want anything?"

"I do, but I'll come with. You might try to cheat and squeeze one out while you're up." James didn't protest, so the two of us walked to the kitchen, hard as rocks. He grabbed two bottles of water and handed one to me. As I took a drink he walked past me, brushing against my dick with his leg.

"Oops," he said. "Sorry." He smiled and walked back toward his room, and I followed.

He sat closer to the middle than he had been, and I followed suit. James pressed play and the third scene started. About midway through, my instincts kicked in and my hand drifted up to my cock, my fingers wrapping around it. James watched as my hand slid up and down a couple of times, then finally called me out. "I win, bitch!" he said.

My cheeks flushed when I realized what I was doing and I quickly let go of my cock. "Okay, fine," I said, defeated. "What do you want?"

James thought for a moment. A smile grew on his face and he looked into my eyes. "I want you to jerk me off."

I was taken aback. "What?!?"

"You heard me," he said. "I want you to jerk me off."

I stared at James for a minute, my heart racing, then my eyes made their way down to his thick, hard cock. It pulsed with his heartbeat. I reach out with my hand and slowly wrapped my fingers around the middle. It was thick enough to where my fingers just barely connected. I pulled down, pulling back his foreskin and revealing the shiny head of his dick. James let out a sigh.

Neither of us were watching the movie anymore; I had my eyes fixed on what I was doing and James had closed his eyes, laying his head back as I began stroking his cock. He scooted closer, so our legs were pressed against each other, and put his hand on my leg. I stopped jerking him long enough to get some saliva in my hand, then rubbed it over his shaft to lube it up.

His hand moved up my leg as I stroked him, and before long his fingers were teasing my balls and the base of my fully engorged dick. His head lolled to the side and was facing me, and I could feel his breath on my neck. Goosebumps shot up all over my body and I shuddered. My pace quickened and his breathing became heavier. James began jacking my cock. I turned my head up to look at his face. James’ eyes were partly open, as was his mouth.

Out of instinct, I leaned closer and pressed my lips against his, sliding my tongue into his mouth. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but I was completely lost in the moment. I was making out with one of my best friends, and we were jerking each other off.

Soon, his pelvis was thrusting against my hand and I knew he was about to cum. His already thick cock seemed to get impossibly fatter and began to shoot. Rope after rope of hot, sticky semen shot out onto his chest. The last few dribbled onto my hand. I’d tasted my own cum before and wanted to taste his. It was saltier than mine, but sweeter, too.

James scooped his semen off of his chest and into his mouth. When he was satisfied with his work, he kissed me a moment longer, then got off of the couch and between my legs. Without a word, he licked up the length of my shaft, swirled his tongue around the head of my dick, and opened wide. He took me halfway down and slowly back out. He went a little deeper, trying to deepthroat me, but could only get about ⅔ of the way down.

Using his hand to make up this difference, James bobbed his head up and down, sucking my cock better than any woman, before or since. I put my hand on the back of his head, and he moved faster. As worked up as I was, it didn’t take long before I was shooting my load into James’ throat. He drank it up, keeping me in his mouth until I started to go limp.

He let my dick fall from his mouth, then moved up and kissed me deeply. I could taste both of our loads in his mouth, and I started to get hard again…

Let me know what you guys think. I’m happy to post the rest of the story, if you want.

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