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Yeah, they were shocked. They were even more shocked when I asked them if they had some Vaseline or something so I could fuck both of them; man, you could have bought the two of them for a nickel!

"Um, um, we don't do that," the oldest said.

"Well, somebody's either going to suck me off... or they're getting fucked - pick one," I said and giving them a look that suggested that I wasn't taking no for an answer about either thing.

These two might have been good at sucking each other but when it came to doing it to me, they... weren't as good at it as my friends back home were and even though they both did their best to make me cum, it hadn't happened and I think they both knew what was going to happen next. They both looked scared as I put a lot of spit on my dick and said, "Who wants it first?"

Yeah, the older brother volunteered his brother and I thought that was some foul shit but the younger brother put on a brave face and said, "Do it to me!" I put some spit between his cheeks, flattened him out onto his belly, and eased my dick into him and, oh, my - he was squealing like one of the stuck pigs I'd seen my great aunt's husband kill on their farm but he didn't punk out. I started fucking him; his formerly virgin hole was really tight and I knew it wasn't going to take me too long to cum when the oldest brother said, "Okay - do me now!"

"You ain't scared?" I asked and, yes, I was taunting him.

He said he wasn't and after applying a lot of spit to him, I stabbed him with my dick and... I wasn't nice about it like I was with his brother because the oldest one was the one doing his best to punk me and I had to let him know that I wasn't the punk he thought I was. He howled and cried - and I'd only had the head of my dick in him! I waited a moment for him to relax and pushed the rest of my dick in him and making him howl even more.

His brother was laughing at him and told him that he hadn't made all that noise or acted like a little girl. I didn't fuck him as hard as I really wanted to but I had to let him know that when it came to this, he wasn't better than me. He finally stopped his yelling and crying and started moaning and just before I came, I felt his butthole clamping down on me and like he might be shooting - and he had yelled out that he was cumming and didn't understand why he was. A moment later, I emptied my balls into him and when I pulled out, I asked him, "What do you think of this city boy now?"

My "new" country cousins then started grilling me about... sex. Insinuating that since I was a city boy, I had to be a virgin and didn't know anything about sex because I was too scared. I was a year older than the oldest brother and I let them know that I'd had pussy when I was 8, which trumped both of them by at least three years.

The oldest brother said, "Okay, but I bet you don't know about this!" and turned to his brother, nodded, and both of them peeled out of their clothes and, wow, they both had pretty big dicks! They're standing there naked and their dicks are starting to rise and I... yawn and said that I've see dicks before - so what?

"But you haven't seen this," the younger brother said and took a knee and started sucking his brother's dick. Obviously, they'd been at this for a while and, yeah, watching them sucking each other had me rock hard and I wanted to join them just to prove that, yeah, you punks ain't doing anything I haven't already done (and was still doing with my own brother).

"Whatcha think about that?" the oldest asked me.

"Old news," I said.

"Prove it!" the younger brother said.

Country bumkins; you gotta love them. I stripped down and reveled my boner and joined them on the bed that they had in there and... showed them that I might be from the big city, but I knew my way around having sex with a guy.

"You ain't scared because we're cousins?" the oldest one asked as I settled onto the bed with them.

"Y'all act like I've never had sex with a cousin before," I said. "Are we gonna do this or what?"

I was sure that they didn't believe that (a) I'd been having sex with guys and (b) one of those guys was my own brother so I had something to prove to them and beginning with showing off my cocksucking skills. I got to sucking both of them in turns and if they weren't surprised and impressed that I could suck them both right down to their pubic bones, they were definitely impressed that I made them both cum in short order, swallowing both of their loads and, i the back of my head, thinking that their cum tasted like... corn.

A lot of my family, on both sides, came from and still lived in Virginia and my mother and her mother used to take turns taking me and my siblings there so they could visit and, most of the time, we'd be bored out of our minds. Sometimes, we stayed at my great aunt's home, which was a working farm and my great aunt's two children were... pretty nasty in a good way. I learned that they'd be having sex with each other for a long time and, indeed, in my first few visits there, they clued me in about how life can be living on a farm and your closest neighbor is like three and a half miles away in either direction.

They thought that I'd be shocked that they were having sex and because I was a "city boy" but they quickly learned that I knew a hell of a lot more about sex than they thought I did. I'd have a lot of sex with them and my sister would join us and my cousins were shocked that me and my sister had been into the brother and sister thing before they were.

Good fun. On one occasion, my mom wanted to visit some of her other relatives that I'd heard her talking about but had never met. I drew the short straw when she'd asked which one of the four of us wanted to go with her and my siblings "sold me out" and, crap, now I gotta go and put up with a bunch of people I was, at best, distantly related to but didn't know them. To make it "worse" for me, this family also lived on a farm and they had two sons and guys I was "made" to hang out with and get to know while the adults talked (or whatever else they were gonna do).

I'm bummed. It had been bad enough having to go through that "city boy bullshit" with my other cousins and these two dudes were really laying it on thick but I was determined that they weren't going to get my goat. One of them said, "Hey, you wanna see our fort in the woods?" and, no, I really didn't want to and more so when the day was hotter than hell's half acre (to borrow my mom's favorite saying) but, okay; if I went back inside, the adults would just kick me out so I mumbled, "Sure..." and off we went to what I'd learn was the far end of their property.

I'm thinking that they have some ramshamble setup but once we arrived, I had to pick my jaw up because they'd built a serious fort and complete with an old pot-bellied stove! It wasn't very big so it didn't take them long to point out the stuff they had in there and bragging about building it and, jeez, I'm not really interested in hearing this crap. In my head I'm thinking, "Okay, I've seen the joint - can we go back to the house now?"

Almost 40 yrs ago I met this woman in collage who was very petite but very outgoing, her small body and huge appetite for sex really turned me on. She invited me to a private sex party on campus, ii was just a country boy who experimented with my child hood friends on oral sex. she taught me that there's much more than that. It was that night that we became lifelong partners and swingers. She used to tell me sex is just sex, our love is way deeper than sex. So since then we have openly shared our bed with close like minded people.

She has taught me there is not shame in sucking cock in front of her, and no shame if I see another man fucking her. For 38 yrs of marriage we have shared many an encounter with our group of like minded friends. We keep and maintain a close circle of couples whom we trust to be safe and bug free. If im traveling and she has a visitor its someone we know and trust. The same goes for me, I always tell her if I hooked up with someone outside our normal group and always get tested. But the best part of our group is we take turns on where we play. a couple yrs ago us 5 couples decided to go to the Florida keys. That was the most awesome time any of us had ever had. Watching her get laid multiple times a day far surpassed our home bound play.

Unlike myself and my horny wife has anyone acted out a porn scene they watched? Last weekend my wife and I watched a video which involved piss play. We are not normally into pee play but the video we watched looked hot and inviting. So one on one we tried it and she was so turned on by it we invited some friends over. My wife stands no less than 5'4 115 lbs and very small in the pussy area and tight as all hell. We invited 4 of our closest man friends over to see if she could handle 5 hard cocks pissing in her pussy. Afterwards she said it was the most intense sexual pleasure she had ever experienced.

It?s no secret that my wife and I are in an open relationship, we both have multiple partners of both sexes that we entertain, however ifs it?s me I mostly play at their house, the wife entertains in our home. But last night was different. She got dolled up and went to town with out me, arriving back home around 10:30 her panties showing in her purse and her hair all messed up. Now she knows how I am when another man?s cum is leaking from her. I got up and undone her jeans only to find a huge wet cum soaked pussy and all she could do was smile, eat that cum soaked pussy you bastard. My dick was as hard as it could be but I said wow there is a ton of cum and it a huge turn on for me to eat her cheating pussy.

She said she was feeling naughty and needy and so she arranged not 1 but 2 of our group to play. I slid my dick into her and fucked her hard and long and as she begged me to cum I said fuck you take it bitch for not letting me play . Just before I busted my nut I pulled out and shoved it down her throat and spewed my sperm deep in her throat, once I was done she smiled and said duck what a night.

It explained a lot. I'd realize how alcohol can "make" someone do something that they wouldn't even think about doing when they were sober and like how a man who was drunk felt the need to bribe me with money because "that part of him that couldn't lie" told him that he wanted to have sex with me and, well, he did and... I fucking loved it. Probably makes me a weirdo in that I have never felt that he molested me but, yeah, I know some shit about that. What I did know was that all of the stuff I'd been told about having sex with a boy was... a lie. Of omission, mostly, because, I would learn, society did not want guys to know about this aspect of sex. It was taboo, a sin, and demonized to the nth degree but, as I've said here before, I had asked myself a question: How can something that everyone says is so bad feel so good?"

And learning the answer: It feels good because it's supposed to feel good. I... adjusted to this easily and, no, I'm not even sure why I did and probably and very likely because I didn't know that I was supposed to be "bothered" by what happened. I knew it shouldn't have but it did and my friends knew about sex with guys, too, and we were off and running with it but if we could do it to a girl, oh, yeah! I would learn about the wrongness of men having sex and, well, while the rules says as much, human nature isn't always... nice about such things. In all the categories I put together as I strived to understand bisexuality, I saw the good and the bad of things and, importantly, how guys deal with it and for better or worse. It seemed to me that no matter how a guy got introduced to sex with guys, they either went "buck wild" over it or... not. The psychology of this is both fascinating and complex. It is at this point where I must say that what I've written isn't about good or bad; it's not about morality or the religious dogma that gave birth to our morality.

This is about... boys being boys and even when they're grown up boys. The many things that can happen for a guy to find out that, hmm, it's not all that bad or, sadly, the worst experience ever. Some get past it and thrive and... some can't or don't. Some guys originally found it not to their liking but, at some point or for some reason, they're interested again. Sexuality or "just sex?" The answer to this was, "Yes. Details to follow." because for a lot of the men I've talked to, it was about their sexuality and for others, just another way to have sex and in ways that no woman could or would. I say that some guys find their "inner girl" and are keen to let her out to play and understanding that it's more true than one might not want to believe.

Guys who wondered what it was liked to be fucked would be scared but keen to find out and they'd find out that, yeah, it hurts going in but not so much once you get used to it and it was a truer expression of self as well as a unique way to experience sex that, again, women can't do without some artifice being employed and even guys who were getting pegged would ask and wonder if the real thing really did feel better.

Or the many men whose first step into this kind of sex was a blowjob. Giving or getting one and by whatever means, situations, or conditions it happened under. Those guys who professed to wondering what it was like to suck a guy's dick and... is cum really the acquired taste that women said it was? Men like my protege who was introduced by a friend of his and, well, he had problems getting his head around it. He told me about sucking this guy's dick and it shocked him that he was even doing it - and one of the questions I asked him was, "Were you also surprised that you knew how to suck his dick?"

And he was. And he wanted to know why and I happen to know some stuff about that but even he, one of the men I call "modern bisexuals" came to the conclusion so many of us older bisexuals came to: It's not as bad as they thought and why did I wait so long to do this? The many men whose first impression of this was bad because they way they wound up with a dick in their mouth was the... "wrong way" to get one. Being able to admit to themselves that while the situation itself was bad, um, sucking dick and having cum in their mouth... wasn't really all that bad and some feeling... better about it because I'd tell them that they weren't and aren't the only guys who find this out "the hard way" and letting damned near all of the men I have ever talked to about this know that, nope - you're not alone in this as you think and feel that you are.

I... state the facts as I've come to learn them. I don't sugar coat them. I do not invoke moral righteousness or claim to be a legal expert about sexual laws both past and present. I know what I know because I made it my business to know... even if to be able to explain my own bisexuality to myself. That and... someone has to speak to the truth of things and do it without being PC or afraid to speak on this and if no one else will, then I will because this is a damned important thing to and for men around the world and I'm never going to speak just on the good parts because that makes me "as bad" as the people who believe that bisexuality isn't real and that bi guys are really gay guys or that, yeah, guys having sex with each other is ALWAYS BAD - and even if and/or when a guy decides for himself that no matter how or why he wants to have sex with men - or is having a field day getting some dick - it ain't all that bad and it feels right, normal, and natural...

Because it is. Maybe not so much how one could find this out but, yeah, it's normal and natural because having sex is normal and natural for all of us... because we're human.

Married men who were either unsatisfied with the sex they'd have with their wife or, for some reason, she just cut him off. I would learn that the absolute worst thing was to be married and bisexual. One of the things I'd find myself pondering was how does a guy who isn't getting pussy from his wife just decide that having sex with a guy is the thing they have to do? I would learn that for some guys, "logic" suggested that if they were to cheat on her, if they did it with another guy, well, they didn't cheat on her with another woman so... it's not really cheating.

I'd ask these guys, "Well, if you decided to go this route and cheat, why not do it with another woman?" but for me, it was a rhetorical question because I knew a lot of guys who cheated with another woman and found himself "right back where he started" once that initial rush was over and done with. Guys, it seemed, were a more attractive option because they were only interested in sex and the less complicated it could be made, the better - and by "less complicated," that meant no emotional involvement with each other beyond plain old lust and being horny. Still, I had a few guys ask me why they chose to turn to men and my answer was... I don't know. Logically, it doesn't make sense for a guy who has never had sex with a guy or even thought about it coming to the decision that their old lady ain't putting out - or putting out in the way he'd like her to - and, well, let's check out men to have sex with.

For these guys, the ends justified the means and it wasn't really a sexuality thing but just a sex thing. One such married man told me, "I've done everything that can be done with a woman so this is the next thing to do." This, interestingly, did not include those married men who, in thought or deed, already knew that they were bisexual (and even if they wouldn't admit it). Along with this was... the Specter of Pedophilia. Brrr. In my teens, I had a lot of sex with married men but I wouldn't say that they were pedophiles but men who were taking advantage of a situation; real pedophiles had a different behavior and "feel" to them and I would "know" that one was checking me out because the man just weirded me out because it was like I could feel him so very focused on me and, okay - time to be somewhere else. But a lot of the married men I'd had sex with in my teens... just needed the sexual release and either a release they weren't getting with their wives or release in a way that a woman couldn't provide them and as evidenced by how married men I fucked because, in today's terms, they were a bottom or, if not previously disposed to have sex with a male, being "the girl" in a sexual act was they way they felt they needed to be.

My curiosity would go into overdrive with these guys and I'd ask them to explain why they wanted to have sex with me so that I could learn and understand and I got quite the education from these men where being married is concerned. But those guys also felt that having sex with any guy... wasn't really cheating on their wife but they'd also go through great pains to make sure she never found out because divorce is expensive and messy. One such guy went out of his way to convince and "prove" to me that he wasn't a pedophile but he was very desperate for sex because his wife was ill and unable to have sex with him and... he knew that there was something different about me - and I was still in the process of trying to figure that one out. I was surprised when he said that seeing me made him realize that he was... missing something and that it was sex with a male that he was missing and since I was 16 and legally allowed to consent to sex, um, could he suck my cock and would I fuck him so (a) he could feel whole and (b) it was better than jerking off.

Between unmarried and married guys, this was... just part of the whole of sex even if some rules were being broken. Sometimes it was a sexuality thing and sometimes it was... just sex. No "predation" involved but I was learning that men are... opportunistic fuckers. If there's a chance to have sex, it'll be taken if at all possible. I had, in fact, learned this growing up with my friends but the adult version was... different. Guys were either looking to explore their thoughts and feelings of bisexuality or... they just wanted to have sex and just like in one's younger days, if you didn't mind, it didn't matter - and let's keep this under our hats, okay? Still, I talked to a lot of married men who felt they were at the end of their sexual rope and having sex with another man... made sense. It implied that they were bisexual but this word was already being made synonymous with "homosexual" so it wasn't like a lot of these poor guys would admit to being bisexual because it was like admitting that they were gay - but their "denial" was teaching me a lot of about being male, sex, and sexuality.

Although I was seeing the different ways a guy could be bisexual, what was of greater interest was how these men saw having sex with other men and it still fascinates me to this very day. In any of this, it isn't what we can do with each other but why we do - and then, how one feels about, bluntly, committing a mortal and moral sin. I was learning that the rules are what they are but human nature itself doesn't much give a fuck about the rules we make that prohibit men from having sex with each other and things like being young, old, married, single, etc., didn't mean a whole lot. I learned a lot of the history of homosexuality and, damn - who knew that it was allowed and, in some cultures, it's still allowed? I didn't... but I found out and the main reason why was... those cultures had no belief or connection to Judeo-Christian religious beliefs and, wasn't that about a bitch? And it explained why so many men I'd talk to would go through a crisis of faith.