[MM] First bi experience

Before I start, a little background. I am attracted physically and emotionally to women. I have no interest in any part of men other than below the waist and above the thighs. I am currently with a woman who knows about my past fun and finds it exciting. I thought I’d share some past experiences.

Steve and I have known each other since college. In fact, we had even roomed together one year, though no funny business had happened. Back then, I had absolutely no such interest.

Over time, we became pretty good friends and shared lots of thoughts, experiences, and even kinks. He once hinted that if the situation were right, such as he was drunk, his curiosity and adventurousness might even have him try playing with another guy’s cock. I still had not become fascinated at the idea myself, but neither did I have a negative opinion of what he had shared.

The fun started a few years after college. A number of us pooled vacation money and rented a beach house for a week. Several of us were single and there were two couples as well. Steve and I shared a room with two beds.

Midway through the week, one of the couples came back inside and it turned out they had been skinny-dipping. The guy’s girlfriend was stunning and it was hard to tear our eyes away. Later, in our room, Steve and I were talking about how gorgeous she was. That was when I noticed the stiffness in his sweatpants. Thin material like that was never meant to hide boners! I must have looked for just a little too long because suddenly, Steve said, “I can take it out and give you a closer look if you want.” He was (maybe?) kidding, but I muttered, “Sure…”

That’s all it took. Well, not counting the years of getting comfortable with each other. Steve slipped his sweatpants down and his erection rose to its normal straight-out position. It was average-sized, just a bit longer than mine, circumcised like mine, with a consistent girth and a slightly bulbous head.

Steve lightly held his own cock. He nodded at me with his eyes on my jeans. Understanding his intent, I took my pants off and then slipped my boxers down. My penis had already started to bulge in my jeans and now it sprung free, pointing almost straight up. “Nice,” he said, keeping his voice down. “May I?” he asked. I paused for just a second, then nodded.

He took the couple of steps separating us and suddenly, I had another man’s hand grasping my cock for the first time. Of course, I had had handjobs from girlfriends in the past, but the electricity from this experience was due to the uncommon nature of it. Without another word, he wrapped his fingers around me and started moving his hand along the shaft. The hornier you get, the lower your inhibitions, and for me, the proof of that was when I returned the favor, reaching out and taking another guy’s hard penis in my hand. Stroking it was an almost automatic follow-up action. My hand slid up and down the firm shaft while he continued to stroke mine.

I sat down on my bed and he took a step closer so that he could still hold my cock. Now, his was at chest level to me. My free hand reached up and cupped the hanging, slightly hairy ballsack. I’ve always been fascinated by those and even before I knew I wanted to touch someone else’s, I always found it extra hot in amateur porn when you could very clearly see the man’s testicles dangling below when he was penetrating a woman. It has always struck me as primal. And now here I was, with Steve’s hairy sack in one hand and his hard, throbbing cock in the other. I was really starting to feel the blood pumping through my body as my sexual excitement grew. I felt Steve’s hand grow slick as a sudden rush of precum lubed my shaft. A moment later, my own hand was rubbing Steve’s precum along his dick.

We had already spent several days on the beach surrounded by beautiful women wearing very little, so the horndogs in both of us were up and eager. Added to that, this activity was sudden, intense, completely new. It couldn’t last long. And indeed it didn’t. I was just starting to really process what was happening when Steve’s hand on me went still. His hips were thrusting his cock into my hand and his breath became ragged. Suddenly, warm, transluscent fluid spurted forward from his penis. It was pointing straight at me, so the first volleys landed on my t-shirt but I didn’t care. As Steve ejaculated onto me, my own cock throbbed in his motionless hand and my own semen bubbled up in pulses and covered his hand like milky-white lava.

Once my cock stopped twitching, Steve withdrew his sticky hand. We both felt our breathing become more normal as the utter relief from tension washed over us. It was the very beginning of a new phase of our friendship.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8qzar5/mm_first_bi_experience