How to get Bi, Part 5 [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)

[Part 4 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b8zwvm/how_to_get_bi_part_4_mm)

This gets a little more extreme, so buckle up.

Chris and I went to the cafeteria to get food. I felt the plug moving in my ass while we walked to the elevator, and thought of how moments before, I was pulling his waist into me with my legs wrapped around him as he came deep in my ass. I was thinking about how his orgasm was held in with the plug.

When we got to the elevator, we were alone again. I reached into my shorts and grabbed the plug, giving it a spin. I wanted to feel how loose and lubed I was. Chris told me to stop, telling me he could see me getting hard. I still hadn’t cum. I was in an altered, crazed state, with nothing on my mind but fucking him. I couldn’t calm down.

I had to, because we were going to be in public.

We got out of the elevator and I tucked my hard cock into the elastic of my shorts, pointing up. I had a t-shirt hiding the waist of my pants, so my condition wasn’t very obvious. We got to the cafeteria and noticed that it wasn’t too busy.

Chris got us trays and we got some food. We found a table isolated in the corner of the room. I had zero interest in eating, and nursed a glass of water while we had a surprisingly open conversation.

“Are you OK with what just happened?” I asked. He had a lot of questions.

“Are you OK? I went crazy on you, man…”, he whispered.

“What do you mean? That wasn’t that crazy. I was prepared, and I wanted all of it.”

“Prepared?! You put my fingers in your mouth after…they were….in…”

“My ass. Yeah. It was hot. I was…’prepared’ for that”, I said. I was still in a depraved state, having not orgasmed. Chris was in a post-cum reality where his head wasn’t being influenced by hormones and an erection. I was more loose with my words, as a result, and Chris was living the reality of what just happened with a clear head. Open communication was happening, whether he liked it or not.

“And I came….”

“In my ass. I know. I loved it”, I said, interrupting him. I could see he was slowly accepting the reality of what happened. He must have assumed I regretted it. The reality of the past few months was catching up to him. We had been not only using each other as toys – we had strong sexual compatibility. It was the next evolution to our bro-job arrangement. We were FWB’s.

I shifted my weight on my plug, stretching my legs out under the table to push my ass against the base. I stared into his eyes while his mind was racing. I could feel his cum leak out under the pressure.

“Listen. I want you to know, I’m not going to make you do anything. I wont tell anyone about this. I’m 99% sure I’m bi at this point, and I want to keep exploring this, if you’re willing. I’m not going to get ‘weird’ on you, but you’re going to get to know a different side of me if we keep this up. I don’t want to maintain a facade.”

“I think that’s where I am at, too” Chris said. He seemed to be more at ease than when we first sat down.

“Ok, good.” I replied. “I can feel you inside of me still”

“Really? My…cum?”, he said, half smiling.

“Yeah. Let’s use it after this.”

He squirmed in his seat. “How?”

“I want you to fuck me again. I want you to fuck your cum into me, and then I want you to do it again.”

I remember surprising myself with how depraved I was. I said it with a look on my face as if we were talking about the weather. I had never had thoughts like these so naturally, and I had certainly never talked like this. I thought I hid it well, out in public like that, but I didn’t really care. It was thrilling to act like this out in the open.

“Jesus, man. You’re making me hard”

“Fuck this food, let’s go”, I said.

We got up from the table and headed back to the room.

We got to the privacy of the elevator. I pulled Chris back in for a kiss after hitting the button for floor 11, my hands around his neck. I bit his lip and pulled away.

“We have ten more floors. Feel my plug”. I was getting demanding. My dominant side was emerging.

His hands slid from my waist down the back of my shorts, and his fingers found the interaction between the plug and the rim of my ass. I dove back in for a kiss while he acquainted himself with the toy.

“I can feel my cum”, he said.

Floor 4.

I grabbed his arm, pulled his hand out, and put his fingers in my mouth, one by one.

By floor 6 or 7, I could feel his cock growing against mine while our hips were pressed together. I maintained eye contact while I deepthroated his middle finger. I could see him becoming anxious, and he melted a bit while my tongue danced around his fingerprints.

I pulled him in for another kiss, and left my tongue in his mouth until the bell rang for floor 11.

We pulled away and went back to the room, locking the door behind us and turning the radio on for white noise.

My shorts were off in an instant. I removed my shirt, and asked Chris to do the same. I went to my drawer, remembering that Melody had left a jar of coconut oil behind after her last visit. She had casually mentioned that it was good for sex, but she had been using it as lotion. I wanted to try it with Chris.

I told him to lay down on the futon and he laid on his back. I placed three big drops on his chest and watched as they started to melt under the heat of his smooth body. I laid on him and started kissing his neck and squirming on him, making our bodies slippery and glistening.

Using my body, I maneuvered all over him, bathing him with my tongue. I spun around on him into a 69 position and grinded my now slippery cock against him. I kissed and licked him from his nipples to his stomach, taking a second to aggressively deepthroat him twice before becoming delicate while licking his thighs. I like changing the pace at an instant.

While moving lower, Chris ate my cock and fucked his face with it in response. He grabbed my ass as it was above him and pulled me in to the hilt twice. He gagged.

I continued down to his toes and started on them next.

“Oh, god…what can I do to you while you do this?” he mustered out between moans.

I looked over my shoulder at him and arched my back a little. “get the plug out and lube me more”. I got on all fours and he did as instructed. He pulled the plug out and set it aside. I started sucking his big toe, and he placed a LOT of the oil on my ass. He had some trouble working it in.

“Here,” I said. I reached around and spread my ass, putting a finger from each hand inside and pulling it open. I could feel his cum. I wanted to gape for him. I told him I wanted to gape for him.

He put what seemed to be his entire hand inside of me. It was warm. I looked back and asked, “How many?”

“three…” he said.

I moaned and got back on all fours, removing my fingers. I asked him to stay still so I could fuck his hand. He obliged. I watched him from over my shoulder while his eyes were fixated on my ass.

After a few minutes, I asked him: “Do you think I can take more?”

With that, he added another. He had trouble keeping them together, but as I fucked myself with them, I opened up and took them in a line, in the shape of an open palm. Chris was visibly aroused at this. He told me it was sexy. I felt sexy. I felt full. I wanted his cock.

“Fuck me.” I demanded.

Chris got up and pulled me to the edge of the futon. His cock went into me without a problem in a doggy position. Our bodies were covered in oil and my saliva.

“Fuck me up.” I told him.

He groaned and grabbed my arms, holding me up by them from behind. It became a blur. He took hard, fast, and full strokes, removing his cock with each one. I told him to fuck his cum into me. I came when I said it, exploding all over the futon.

He wasn’t done, but I had orgasmed. I went semi soft and he asked if we should stop. I didn’t want him to. I wanted to be used, so I told him. I was still mentally in the game, but my hard on was gone.

“Keep fucking all my holes until I rebound”. I spoke through a half open and exhausted mouth. I could feel my hole open, with his skin sliding against it while it touched parts of me that had never been touched before. He fucked me with every angle until I was gaping. He told me I was, and that he wanted more.

I asked him to ruin me in a wave of depraved thoughts. He took my hand and arched my back more, and placed my fingers at our union. He spun my hand and put two of my fingers next to his cock. He told me to open myself. I pulled myself open and he railed me at the same time.

I felt him come around to my face and I met him with a deep kiss. He buried himself inside of me and I felt his warm cum mix with his orgasm from before. I got hard again almost instantly and bucked against him.

He pulled out of me and I laid on my side, my fingers still in my ass. I played with myself with my eyes closed while he laid down and caught his breath. He moved closer to me and we started kissing again with some intimacy.

“I’m wrecked”, I said. “Feel me.”

He reached around and tenderly touched my hole, massaging in small circles with two or three fingers. “It’s hot. You look fine, just open. It made me cum…”

“The thought of it made me hard again” I said. He was gently probing my used ass, and between kissing me, was telling me how great it was.

“I really did enjoy it that hard, you know, but this is nice, too. I think I need this.”

With that, he rolled me over on my stomach, straddled my hips, and began rubbing my back. The aftercare cleared my head and I became relaxed. I was still hard, lying on my stomach. I could feel his semi soft penis between my cheeks, and the oil that was between us. He kissed my neck and back while rubbing me down.

“Can I lick you?” he said.

“Sure…” I said, somewhat caught off guard.

He buried his face in my ass and started to tongue my used hole. I didn’t think he was this perverted, but I was proven wrong. He was gentle and seemed loving in the way he approached it. I told him I wanted to cum again and got on my side, with my knees half tucked up to my stomach so he had access.

I worked my own cock while he ate me in this position for a few minutes until I came. It was bliss.

We showered together, put on a movie, and talked the rest of the day, like roommates again.

That’s how I came to be Bi. We fucked a lot, in almost every way imaginable, for nearly two years. I have a much heavier MMF story from when Mel came to visit us that I could type up next, but that will take some time.

Hope you enjoyed as much as I did experiencing it and retelling it!

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