How to get Bi, Part 4 [MM]

[Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b8n551/how_to_get_bi_mm_mmf)

[Part 2 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b8tfjz/how_to_get_bi_part_2_mm_mf)

[Part 3 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b8xry4/how_to_get_bi_part_3_mm)

Our first time. This is pretty heavy stuff, so be warned. Part 5 will be more so.

Chris found the plug that Melody gave me in the shower. I had used it like I normally did, but fucked up and left it there when I was done and had washed it.

I had told him once that Melody was suuupeerr into anal, which he somewhat knew since he dp’d her with me with his fingers (part 1). I told him it was Melody’s, and that I was cleaning it up because she was visiting (a lie).

Chris called me out.

“No way, man, it was in the shower! It’s either yours our theirs [our suitemates], and I think you’re the only one that has showered today!”

He gave me shit until I finally confessed. I told him Melody and I had experimented, and I liked it. She had given it to me, and I still used it. End of story.

Not end of story.

“Dude, I’m just kidding around. I used to play with a hairbrush handle. It’s not a big deal. I like a finger in my ass now and then. It’s not really that weird…but you probably shouldn’t leave it around. This can be another secret we keep. No big.”

I was still a little embarrassed, but relieved that he made light of the situation.

Chris and I were regularly jacking off together or blowing each other while watching porn. It was a weekday kind of thing, or when we didnt have girls around, and wasn’t usually as intense as the first time. It became a “you scratch my back, I’ll scratch your’s” arrangement. No kissing, cuddling, and most of the time it was through boxers. I think we both wanted to maintain an air of “bro-ness”.

Our normal arrangement changed when Chris mixed in a transgender video during a session. I remember having my lips around him while he was projecting a movie on his laptop to the TV behind me. I wasn’t paying attention to the movie. I was jacking off with my right hand and sucking his cock while on my knees in front of him on the futon. I remember hearing a girl in the movie say “suck that dick”, and paused to see what was on. He had obviously switched the movie. I spoke up:

“Woah, I didn’t know you were into this!”

“Yeah, dude, look at how hot she is! It’s not that much different than us right now…”

“yeah…I guess I didn’t think you were attracted to cock… I thought it was just a thing we did for eachother”

By this time, I had moved up next to him on the couch and started joining him in watching the movie. We stroked independent of eachother, and I asked him why he liked it. I was turned on at this revelation.

“I like what we do…but I like the looks of women more. Its a best of both worlds thing”

I could sympathize with this sentiment. I remember the couple on screen taking turns fucking eachother and thinking…’how is this that different from watching a girl take it in the ass? Who cares?’

By the time I climaxed, I was thinking about Chris. I knew I liked ass play, and I knew he had experience. When we were cleaning up our cum, i got him a few squares of toilet paper and flat out asked him:

“is this something you want to try?”

“sure,” he said, “why not? I already know you like it!”

“shut up, man. Let me think about it…”

Chris went home for the weekend along with a lot of the folks on my floor. I made the decision to have a low key time to myself in the dorms. Obviously, I wasn’t really getting off unless I was masturbating. This gave me a lot of time to think about how to fuck Chris.

I decided I would just prepare myself and go for it. I was more into anal than he was, so I had resigned myself to the thought that I wasn’t going to fuck him. Oh well, I thought – this opens the door. I’ll just take the lead.

When Chris returned Sunday, he had beaten most of the crowd. He called around noon, and said he was about a half hour away. He said he needed to shower and then we could grab a bite. This factored into my plan. I took a few shots of vodka and hit the shower first.

Once in the shower, I shaved my cock and ass, douched, and started to work a finger inside of myself. I cut the shower and lubed the plug and my hole liberally, and slowly squatted down on it in the bathroom. Once it slipped in, I gasped, and heard the door open. I said hi, and asked him to lock it, because I was just getting out of the shower.

I wrapped a towel around my waist, concealing the plug, and walked out to the living room. Chris was there, arranging his suitcase. I could feel pressure on my prostate as I took steps. It was obvious that I was hard.

“hey man, how was your weekend?” I said

“Good, nothing special”

I could see his eyes on my bulge.

“you gonna take care of that before we get food?”, Chris joked.

“no, YOU should” I said, not joking at all. Chris smiled. “OK, man”, he said, rolling his eyes. I dropped my towel, facing him. “I’m already clean, but I could help you if you want”.

The vodka and a weekend worth of repressed orgasms were talking now.

Chris stared at my cock and was speechless. I walked to him from across the room and grabbed his cock with my right hand and wrapped my left around the back of his neck. I pulled him in and sank my tongue into his mouth. We had never kissed before.

He didn’t stop me. He kissed me deep and pulled me in. I let go of his cock and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. His were around my waist. After a minute I broke the embrace and he stepped to the shower.

I stripped him in the bathroom while he kissed my arms, torso, and neck. This was getting more intimate than I had imagined it would ever be. I loved it.

Chris was hard, with a bit of stubble. I decided to take care of it. I grabbed my razor and shaving cream, Chris turned the shower on, and we got in. I got to my knees, put him in my mouth, and started to mouth his public mound and around his cock. He sighed heavily.

Chris sat on the bench in the tile shower. I leaned forward and started to spread shaving cream on him. I worked his shaft now and then, and would lean in and kiss him. Eventually I started shaving him, slowly and carefully. We started talking.

“have you been planning this for a while?”

“I’ve wanted this for a long time.”, I confessed.

“I want to take our time,” Chris said, “if we are really doing this I want to go only as far as you’re comfortable, and I want you to tell me what feels good”

“don’t worry,” I said, running the razor along his groin. “just be open with me about how you feel about what I’m doing…”

“I don’t think there is much you can do that I’m not comfortable with.”

With that, I pulled him up and washed him off with the hot water pouring down on us from the shower. We kissed again. He was smooth and soft from the shave, and I couldn’t help but hold on to his member while we stood there, gently stroking it.

“Is it my turn to shave you? you look like you already took care of it …”

“Yeah,” i said. “I shaved and cleaned my ass, too, for you. I don’t want to have to worry about anything.”

Chris thought that was hot. We started soaping each other and embracing with our slippery smooth bodies, our limbs tangled together. When our eyes found each others, we fell into lust, and kissed with feeling.

When he found my ass in a hug, he ran a soapy hand over my hole and found the plug. He let out an audible moan, seemingly turned on by my readiness to fuck. He grasped it and started pulling on it gently, not removing it, but applying pressure. I half arched into his hand, pushing myself back on his hand for more pressure. We looked into each other’s eyes.

“I love the pressure. Move it slowly. That feels so good…”

“Do you want to play with my ass?” Chris asked.

That was all I needed. I dropped to my knees and spun him around.

“I want to be smooth like you.” He had stubble, and it was obvious he usually maintained himself in that department. I obliged and he spread himself with both hands, while I got on my knees to inspect him and do as he asked. He has a more feminine ass than some girls I know.

Once I was done shaving, I wasted no time, and dove into him with my tongue. He moaned, arched his back, and spread himself further. He asked me to fuck him with my tongue, and I tried my hardest. I ate him like it was the only thing I knew how to do. Now and then, with a free hand, I would work my plug in and out of my own ass, emulating what my tongue was doing to Chris. He was in heaven, and so was I. I love to rim.

We moved from the shower, and collapsed the futon. Chris asked me to get on my knees on the futon and hang my ass over the side. He got on his knees behind me and started pulling on the plug.

“Do everything to me”, I asked.

With that, he pulled out the plug. Chris grabbed my hands, that I was using to keep myself upright. I put my face on the futon, lifted my ass in the air, and Chris put my hands on my cheeks. He made me spread myself much like he had done in the shower.

In this position, Chris had full access to my hole. He started working me with his finger and would use his mouth on me, too. I have to admit, I was only half hard before he started on me. When he found my prostate, I told him what moves to make, which made me rock hard. I started dripping precum.

Chris told me how sexy it was and told me he wanted to see me gape. I told him to use more fingers. He grabbed the lube and worked me open. I grabbed his hand, found his middle three fingers, and bunched them together. “This. I want this”.

He worked them into me. It was painful but I needed it. I wanted to be loose enough for him to be able to have his way with me. I told him I wanted to ride his fingers and spun around into a crab walk kind of pose. He put his mouth on my cock and I put his three fingers in my mouth before moving them back to my ass. I tried to ride them but it wasn’t working well in our position.

“Fuck this. I want you in me. I want to ride you” I said.

Chris got on the bed and laid down. He asked for a condom.

“No. I want your cum inside of me.”

(We had just gotten tested together a few weeks ago after a couple of rounds of encounters with unfamiliar women. This would be the last time we would ever consider using a condom.)

I got on top of him and slid him into my ass. I was loose enough to ground out on him and he gasped.

“How do I feel?”

“Fucking amazing”, he said.

I pumped myself up and down on him, my hard cock laying on his stomach. My precum left drops on his chest that I would later lick clean. I would suck on his fingers (I love doing that), kiss him, and rub my sweaty, smooth body against his while grinding on his cock.

He flipped me over, to fuck me in missionary. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in. I asked for his cum, and asked him to make love to me. I was in a super intimate place. I don’t think I actually romantically love Chris, but I love the connection. We agreed upon this distinction later.

In a kiss, I found his tongue and started to suck his tongue like I suck his cock. I ran my hands through his hair and he started going longer in his strokes. He was railing me.

I felt his pulse inside of me and the next thing I knew, he was fucking his orgasm into my ass. I was still sucking his tongue, and he was moaning through it. I stopped and he let out a “thank you” before resting his head on my chest.

We laid there for what seemed to be 20 minutes. He stayed in me. When he got up, I asked him to put the plug back inside of me. I was still horny – I hadn’t cum – and I was still in a depraved state of mind. He moved the plug in and I put basketball shorts on. When we fucked later, as I was secretly planning, his cum would still be there from last time – just how I wanted it. (How fucked in the head am I…)

We did fuck after we got food, and I wore the plug to the cafeteria. That session ended up very hardcore…and is in part 5.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b8zwvm/how_to_get_bi_part_4_mm