Finally Exploring my Bi Curiosities....

Coping with my bisexuality is an ongoing process. It goes back and forth, sometimes I only want women, and sometimes ....like this week....I only want guys. I know it's weird, but I still needs friends that I can talk to, and tell you how my life is.


After the opening up time in Key West, I came back home, went back to work, and just tried to process the sexual changes I had just gone through. I worked up the courage to relax, and explore my sexuality the way I wanted to, and I was proud of myself for that.

I saw the female friend who encouraged me to go to Key West, and she was happy for me, and loved hearing all the stories in detail, and I was surprised how much that excited her. She still turned me on, and we had sex a few times over the next few weeks. I was almost relieved that she aroused me like that, and that I still liked sex with a woman!

I spent a lot of time thinking about what I wanted, and how fun it was with everything I did. I wondered about going out to bars at home in Ft Lauderdale, and just socializing and meeting other guys. I realized that if I ran into anyone I knew in a gay bar, they were in the same gay bar that I was! I lived alone, but had nosy neighbors, so I wasn't sure about inviting guys to my place, but I might. I started thinking more about my appearance, and went back to the gym again. I started to see some definition in my abdomen, chest, and arms. I kept my hair short, and made sure my body hair was neat, trimmed, and well groomed.

I started to go out a lot, and met some nice guys, but nobody that I seemed to click with. I began to realize that the guys I met at the resort in KW were much more promiscuous than regular guys that I was meeting here in town. Wilton Manors is a very male oriented gay town, and I could meet guys anywhere. I even thought about what it might be like to live there.

I had joined a couple of gay meeting websites, and got messages from a lot of other members, mostly just chat. But I was open to meeting them too.

I chatted with this one guy for a long time, never being able to meet him, but always teasing each other about what would do to each other, and how hot it would be to meet sometime. His picture was very hot, 40s, with a smooth athletic and slender body. We talked on the phone a few times, but he was out of town a lot because of his business, and myl schedule was not easy. After KW, I decided that I was ready to meet him, and again my courage overwhelmed my shyness and reluctance to meet. I really wanted to meet him now, and I was open to anywhere it went.

Finally we were able to set a night to meet, and he invited me to his house, and as I pulled up, I could see it was a nice big place on the water...boat, dock, pool, hot tub, the works. He lived surprisingly close to me. He opened the door and I could see that he was much better looking than I had seen in his picture. I gave me a big smile and invited me in.

He had put out a spread of hors d'oeuvres and snacks, plenty of wine, the perfect setting for a nice quiet first meeting. He was out of a long term relationship for about a year, and hadn't seen anybody in a long time.

We had some wine, moved on to hard liquor, and laughed and joked for a couple of hours. I liked him, and I wondered where the rest of the evening would go. He hadn't made any moves, and I was playing it shy but was getting a little frustrated with the lack of any interest in anything other than fun chat. I suggested we continue our evening and drinks out by the water, and when we walked around ....he was giving me a tour.....he gave me a kiss when we were looking out on the water. I sat down near the hot tub.

A few minutes later, he offered to go inside to refresh our drinks, and of course I agreed. He told me to feel free to try the hot tub if I'd like to.

I thought about it for a minute, and it looked like that this was an opportunity. I quickly undressed, and was sitting nude in the hot tub by the time he returned. I realized how aroused I was getting as I undressed. He seemed a little surprised, and at a loss for words, but complimented me on my body.....what he could see of it...and my tan.

I was a little embarrassed, and was afraid that maybe I was a little too forward in undressing. He sat on the edge of the hot tub, not undressing or coming in. I was not sure what was going on with him, but I didn't know if something was going to happen.

We talked a little more, and I finally stepped up in front of him, standing higher than him, wet and glistening in the moonlight, with my arousal right in front of his face. He stared at it, and to break the silence, I asked if he had a towel for me. He invited me back in, into his living room which opened out onto the pool deck. He sat on the couch, and I stood in front of him as he dried me off.

As he finished, I asked him if I could undress him, and I started to without him even answering me. He kissed me with this deep passionate kiss that took my breath away. I pulled his shorts down, and immediately dropped to my knees in front of him. After a few minutes, he asked me to come upstairs, where I entered his huge bedroom, with big balcony that opened out on the water. I kissed him all over his chest, finishing undressing him as I did. He excused himself to go to the bathroom, and when he came back I was laying face down on his big bed, with my ass up. When he saw me, he said "oh, my God!". I asked him if he had condoms, and he fumbled around for a while finding them.

He climbed up on the bed and knelt between my legs behind me, and rubbed and caressed my back, ass, and shoulders. Then he leaned forward, gently and lightly touching my back with his chest and stomach. He got closer, and held me tighter, warming me after the wetness of the hot tub, and the chilling A/C.

I somewhat instinctively started to move beneath him, and I began to feel how hard he was between my legs. He reached down, and lubed me with one finger. I was so ready, so full of anticipation, and so relaxed. He wasn't particularly big, but not small either, I could feel the head sliding into my ass, and I thrust backward against him, and he went in deeper. He was a slow and methodical lover, and I got to move perfectly in sync with the movement of his hips. I could take him all the way in without it hurting, and went for the longest time. Finally he started breathing harder, and told me wanted me. He said hadn't felt like that in over a year. He finally exploded and we fell asleep together in that position.

I was never able to connect with him again, but I tried. I reviewing that evening in my mind, I think he was looking for a new relationship, and didn't want the one night stand that I was obviously looking for, but he could not resist it. It was quite a fun night, and exactly what I wanted.


When I swing back toward guys, it's like I've switched to a different personality. It's like how a woman feels, I guess, wondering if that guy across the bar likes me or not. Sex is easier, because guys know what guys like. But again I have a different mentality when I can tell a guy likes me, and I want to do whatever he wants. I almost feel like a slutty girl, who likes when a guy uses her. I'm not sure why I get these feelings, but I get them from time to time. They seem to be lasting longer now. I go to gay bars in town here, and I try to meet guys who are fun, but not looking for a long lasting relationship. I am still very masculine, and I act that way, and I like guys who are masculine too. I had become more comfortable with my bisexuality.
 
Big Guy Fantasy

I had a fantasy about meeting a super hung guy...and if I could deep throat it (one of my talents!) or ride him. I was at*that nude mens resort again* in Key West..... Island House.

I noticed a guy eying me for a while, at different places in the resort. As I got closer to him, I could see he was nude, (I and some other guys start out wearing a sarong, then drop it later. It's a very sexy look.) and I noticed he was huge, and I mean HUGE. He had to be 10 inches long, with the shaft thicker than the head, and he had a big piercing, a Prince Albert. We had a nice short conversation.

I asked him to come to my room, and told him I couldn't suck him with that hardware in his cock. He said he'd heard that before, and took it out. He was VERY happy with my deep throat. As I was sucking him, I was wondering what I would do if he wanted to fuck me....he was SO big. Turned out, he was in a 7 year relationship where he was the top, and he would go out and cruise like this looking for a top to fuck him. Well, what a relief, and what a hot fuck. You never know who you are going to meet sometimes. After my other experiences as a bottom, I'd be very curious to try a big guy like that.
 
I guess it's not worth the effort. I thought I had seen these stories, and passages from stories, before and I indeed found them. I had posted that all of these stories, with the slightest of changes, a word here, the age there, came from another site where they were posted in 2013.

I was chastised by the admin for posting the links to where several of the stories appeared on the other site. My bad for breaking the rules and posting the links but it certainly was not my intention to post "spam".

Maybe the OP here is the same person who made the posts on the other site. If that's the case, and if they are the originator, why would they change a word here or there leaving most of the content intact? It just seemed like a clumsy attempt to hide plagiarizing to me.

It wouldn't have bothered me, and I wouldn't have been concerned, were it not for the fact that I have had my stories, as published on Literotica, appear on other sites where I had to jump through the hoops to get them removed.
 
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That's awesome. I believe everyone is at least a litle bi. And everyone try it with the same sex at least once. Maybe its just me but I think my 1st time with another girl was more intimate and sexual than my 1st time with a guy. I was super nervous my 1st time and wasnt even sure I was into girls... that changed real quick lol

Were you nervous too....like I was? It took me years to really open up to try it.....
 
I just read your posts and I don't think you fit the description of curious.

Well, my curiosity built and built over the years. More and more I tired new and different things, but I never imagined I'd ever suck, or EVER get fucked. As I tried more with each step I took, and realized that I enjoyed more, I grew to love doing everything I tried. I liked how guys wanted me, and I WANTED them to want me.

What am I now, if not curious? Am I gay? Or am I just bi, and nor bi curious?
 
Well, my curiosity built and built over the years. More and more I tired new and different things, but I never imagined I'd ever suck, or EVER get fucked. As I tried more with each step I took, and realized that I enjoyed more, I grew to love doing everything I tried. I liked how guys wanted me, and I WANTED them to want me.

What am I now, if not curious? Am I gay? Or am I just bi, and nor bi curious?

Hi Ocean, do you still fuck your female friends? If so, wow!
 
Well, my curiosity built and built over the years. More and more I tired new and different things, but I never imagined I'd ever suck, or EVER get fucked. As I tried more with each step I took, and realized that I enjoyed more, I grew to love doing everything I tried. I liked how guys wanted me, and I WANTED them to want me.

What am I now, if not curious? Am I gay? Or am I just bi, and nor bi curious?

Just my opinion, but I would say you are a just a little beyond curious.

But what is a title?
 
Just my opinion, but I would say you are a just a little beyond curious.

But what is a title?

The title becomes important only because so many men are trying to cover up their actual practices. It can be a cover for potential shame or guilt, similar to people who smoked and enjoyed pot earlier in their life, and now say, "I only experimented with pot."

In the name of stomping out homophobia, I encourage people who have enjoyed sex with men and women to recognize that they are bi, and for people who exclusively enjoy sex with their own gender to recognize that they are gay. At least be honest with yourself-- that's the first step to breaking down barriers.
 
I guess it's not worth the effort. I thought I had seen these stories, and passages from stories, before and I indeed found them. I had posted that all of these stories, with the slightest of changes, a word here, the age there, came from another site where they were posted in 2013.

I was chastised by the admin for posting the links to where several of the stories appeared on the other site. My bad for breaking the rules and posting the links but it certainly was not my intention to post "spam".

Maybe the OP here is the same person who made the posts on the other site. If that's the case, and if they are the originator, why would they change a word here or there leaving most of the content intact? It just seemed like a clumsy attempt to hide plagiarizing to me.

It wouldn't have bothered me, and I wouldn't have been concerned, were it not for the fact that I have had my stories, as published on Literotica, appear on other sites where I had to jump through the hoops to get them removed.

As I explained via PM, anything posted in forums anywhere, isn't copyrighted. Is it sketchy to lift something from another bulletin board and then post it as your own? Yes. Rule-breaking? No. But Lit does have a rule against linking to other adult websites and I edited your post for that reason.
 
As I explained via PM, anything posted in forums anywhere, isn't copyrighted. Is it sketchy to lift something from another bulletin board and then post it as your own? Yes. Rule-breaking? No. But Lit does have a rule against linking to other adult websites and I edited your post for that reason.

....just to clarify lest anyone misunderstand, material in the Forum ONLY is not copyrighted. Stories published on Literotica.com ARE Copyrighted.

"If I submit a story to Literotica, do I still own the copyright?

Absolutely. You are simply granting us a non-exclusive right to publish your story on Literotica.com and granting Literotica the right to enforce the copyright on your story should it be used without your permission by any other publication - online, print, or other media.

While Literotica is not in any way required to enforce your copyright for you, you are granting us the right to do so if we become aware of anyone using your story without your explicit consent. The right to enforce your copyright that you are granting us includes the right to file DMCA complaints, file lawsuits, and any and all other necessary actions, both foreign and domestic, to prevent unauthorized people and companies from using your submissions without your permission."
 
....just to clarify lest anyone misunderstand, material in the Forum ONLY is not copyrighted. Stories published on Literotica.com ARE Copyrighted.

"If I submit a story to Literotica, do I still own the copyright?

Absolutely. You are simply granting us a non-exclusive right to publish your story on Literotica.com and granting Literotica the right to enforce the copyright on your story should it be used without your permission by any other publication - online, print, or other media.

While Literotica is not in any way required to enforce your copyright for you, you are granting us the right to do so if we become aware of anyone using your story without your explicit consent. The right to enforce your copyright that you are granting us includes the right to file DMCA complaints, file lawsuits, and any and all other necessary actions, both foreign and domestic, to prevent unauthorized people and companies from using your submissions without your permission."
Well of course, thats why I specified forums. ;)
 
Another Key West trip

I've had other similar nights at Island House, but at that resort the fun depends on the makeup of the other guests there at the time. It is not an inexpensive resort, so the clientel tends to be older, not a bad thing in itself, but unfortunately often out of shape and/or overweight. Some times there are a number of couples there, either to spend time with each other, or to find other guys to play with. I just like to see how it is there when I arrive.


I like to see who I might click with, and play the role I need to play according to the guy that I am with. I can be tough and very masculine and dominant if the guy likes that. I have also been a little fem, and a bit submissive with the right guy. I enjoy experimenting in playing different roles.


I met a guy one time who liked water sports and golden showers! He was attractive, muscular, and projected a very masculine persona. He told me to go have a lot of beer and find him later, and I did, meeting him in the communal showers room near the indoor hot tub, steam room, and sauna. It didn't last long, he was very muscular, got on his knees and sucked me, and when all the beer I had built up in me, I let it go into his mouth, overflowing all over his chest, then I pulled back a little and sprayed his face too. He was stroking himself, moaning,and came as I finished. Then he thanked me, and then we both got up to take a shower! I never saw him again, but enjoyed the experience with him.
 
I guess it's not worth the effort. I thought I had seen these stories, and passages from stories, before and I indeed found them. I had posted that all of these stories, with the slightest of changes, a word here, the age there, came from another site where they were posted in 2013.

I was chastised by the admin for posting the links to where several of the stories appeared on the other site. My bad for breaking the rules and posting the links but it certainly was not my intention to post "spam".

Maybe the OP here is the same person who made the posts on the other site. If that's the case, and if they are the originator, why would they change a word here or there leaving most of the content intact? It just seemed like a clumsy attempt to hide plagiarizing to me.

It wouldn't have bothered me, and I wouldn't have been concerned, were it not for the fact that I have had my stories, as published on Literotica, appear on other sites where I had to jump through the hoops to get them removed.

Not sure what this is about, I am the originator of these stories. I wrote the original raw version about eight years ago, a couple of years after I started my accelerated sexual exploration. My first writings were crude and excessive with 4 letter words, and I've fine tuned them a couple of times. They are still my versions of MY experiences. And....I may have posted them on other web sites in the past....my memory isn't that good! (Refresh my memory, if you'd like.) Of course, some one could have lifted my stories, and re-posted them as well, as their own. I, personally, do not get any sexual satisfaction posting the stories of others. Finally, I am still in touch with the former (now retired) reception associate who checked me in at the Island House resort on my first few visits there. We have talked about the mutual attraction we felt at the time, although the restrictions of his job, and my shyness, kept us from pursuing each other.
 
Not sure what this is about, I am the originator of these stories. I wrote the original raw version about eight years ago, a couple of years after I started my accelerated sexual exploration. My first writings were crude and excessive with 4 letter words, and I've fine tuned them a couple of times. They are still my versions of MY experiences. And....I may have posted them on other web sites in the past....my memory isn't that good! (Refresh my memory, if you'd like.) Of course, some one could have lifted my stories, and re-posted them as well, as their own. I, personally, do not get any sexual satisfaction posting the stories of others. Finally, I am still in touch with the former (now retired) reception associate who checked me in at the Island House resort on my first few visits there. We have talked about the mutual attraction we felt at the time, although the restrictions of his job, and my shyness, kept us from pursuing each other.

He thought you had plagiarized them.
 
I used to see this girl a few years ago, I met her where I used to work.* We went out about a year, and had sex quite a few times.* She was pretty and smart, and I liked her a lot.* We stopped seeing each other when she seemed to back away, and didn't want to spend*much time*with me, or travel, even just for weekends.

We stayed in touch, and talked every so often, and probably would have seen her again, but she told me she was pregnant by a guy she was just dating.* She has another daughter who was 17.

We were having a conversation about gay people a while*ago, and she was surprisingly very negative.* I asked her how she would react if her daughter told her that she was gay, and she said she would disown her!* I was shocked!

She asked me why I seemed to be defending gays, and asked me "Why, have you been with guys?"* I had to be honest....I told her that I had some bi experiences before.* She blew up!* Said she was disgusted with me, and would never talk to me again, or ever wanted to hear from me again!* And she never answered my calls or texts since.

I was so upset and hurt, by someone that I thought was a friend, and could not*accept me the way I am.* I cried that night, that someone would hate me so much for who I am.* God made me this way, and he made millions of people the way they are.* I am still devastated by the loss of her friendship, but maybe I shouldn't be.

My bi feelings are confusing* and not easy to understand sometimes.* I don't have a desire for men and women at the same time, my desires swing back and forth.* I've always felt a strong desire for women, and I still do.* It's just that sometimes the desire for men completely overshadows any desire I have for women.* I've never wanted both at once.

Sometimes it's a strong desire, and very sexual.* Sometimes it's just a desire to meet a guy.* But it varies, and it stays for different lengths of time, sometimes for months.* It can feel like I've had a complete sexual personality change.

When I go out of town, and can be completely in my other world, where I know no one there.* I surprise my self in Key West sometimes.....I had a completely gay man personality, and that's all I was interested in.* I became someone that I never believed that I could ever be.
 
Wherever I go now, I ove be fucked by the right guy, with the right foreplay...and lube....makes me cum like crazy.... More and more, it's the only happy ending that I must have in any encounter. When with a fun guy who turns me on , I start to move beneath him, and I love to feel his hard cock between my legs. After a lot of fun foreplay, and a lot of my deep throat on his cock, I am usually so ready, so full of anticipation.... Whether he's particularly big or not, I love to feel the head of his cock sliding into my ass, and I get so hot that I thrust backward to pull him in deeper. My favorite is a slow and methodical lover, and I really get into gyrating my ass perfectly in sync with the movement of his hips. Love to fuck until I feel him explode. I guess I'm not just curious anymore....I know what I want....
 
Im becoming more and more curious too and have recently begun camming with other guys online.
 
When I have no female interests in my life....especially for a long time, I get a little bored and*lonely and look to guys for attention.* It seems more effortless....I guess I still have the looks to attract men. I'm now more comfortable going to the men's bars in Wilton Manors.* Sometimes I wonder if I could ever get *into dating a guy, seeing him regularly, sharing each others lives and fun.* I fantasize sometimes about what my ideal guy would be.* I think he's be bigger and taller than me, shy, trim and muscular, football player type. When I get lonely I imagine going out with a guy like that, him taking me to his house, holding me and finally kissing me deeply. I could see giving myself completely to a guy like that....sleeping with him, and feeling his strong arms holding me all night.* Never met a guy like that, although I've unsuccessfully pursued some!*

I think a few years ago, I had decided to go to Key West and actually stay at a men's gay resort. I checked them all out online, at a gay website that had a number of reviews, and comments from guys who had stayed there. There were several to choose from, and the first one I picked was based on it's promise of a total clothing optional resort, even though I was pretty sure that I wouldn't have the courage to do that, at least without a lot of alcohol! I wasn't sure I'd even meet anyone there, thinking maybe they'd all be tourists and couples, and keep to themselves.* I discovered that I was very mistaken....most of*the guys there*were looking for sex.



I*guess I was a little angry at myself because of my shyness and inhibitions, and I was determined to*be relaxed at this resort, and openly live, experience, and*exhibit my gay side.* Any of my rare previous connections with guys here at home were discreet and kind of intimidating, and I was always afraid that someone I knew would see me in a gay bar.* Almost all of my other meetings were from online connections*or*from a gay dating line.... so when you meet you 're ready for the sex, whether it's a perfect match...and it's usually not. This was different....an innocent*casual resort, and hopefully*a mutual attraction with someone.
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I had only one other meeting before, a guy I met*in a bar in Wilton Manors.* I was curious to spend a whole evening in a bar like that, but I was very uncomfortable there because I was afraid someone would walk in that I knew.* I even prepared an excuse.....that a friend of mine was flying in from New York, and wanted to go to that bar, Georgie's Alibi, because he had read about it, and wanted me to meet him there!* I was just sitting drinking at the bar, and the guy sitting next to me struck up a conversation.* We flirted increasingly through the evening, and sometime after midnight he asked if I could take him home.**We played a little, undressed each other, played a little more and rolled around naked in his bed together, but the*little oral sex we had was quick, meaningless, and unsatisfying. And I felt dirty, like I usually did, with no good reason for feeling that way.


The resort where I stayed down*in Key West to get away where I s*was called*Island House. Most of the pictures here are from that resort, including some erotic male art that is all over the hotel, and in the rooms.

** *


It was relaxing to get away because I was anonymous there. I stayed to myself at first, but then I met*many guys on the sun deck, talking, laughing, and drinking.* Guys would just walk up to me, say hello and introduce themselves, and buy me drinks. Almost all were nude except me, and I was curious to see their bodies, and how endowed they were.* Later that afternoon, I worked up the courage to slip off my swimsuit while I was laying on my lounger, but would wrap a towel around me if I got up for another drink or a glass of ice water.*




I wondered what I would do if my surroundings or my thoughts would start to get me aroused, but I figured I would just roll over on my front.* But as the afternoon progressed, I was shocked to see other guys in varying states of arousal, with some of them quite big and hard, and standing at attention. They looked proud of themselves, and I began to realize that was part of the cruising.....the mating game. Like a peacock spreading his feathers... Nudity leaves no secrets about genital size! Some were bigger than I had ever seen before, but I had not seen a lot up until that point.* I realized this was getting quite fun for me, and I wanted to participate in the fun.





I took a shower, and went walking around town, and had dinner by myself.**I tried to*dress like an easygoing gay guy with my casual cargo shorts, tight black t shirt, flip flops with ankle bracelet, and pukka shell necklace. *I stopped into a couple of bars, made a few new friends,*and had a bit of a buzz on when I walked back to the resort about 11 pm.



Walking back to my room around the balconies of the resort, I passed guys walking around or sitting outside their rooms, and some of them were nude, and some just had towels on. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was feeling adventurous.* I decided to make a drink, undress and get a towel on, and go out to the sundeck under the stars, and smoke some of the weed I had with me.* I went to a corner of the deck, which was pretty deserted except for*few guys coming an going, and then I walked by a guy laying on a lounger, with a guy standing over him dipping himself into his mouth. They looked like they were having a lot of fun.




I went over to the railing which looked over the pool, and watched a few guys playing in it....nude of course. I was relaxed, high, mellow, and so comfortable in the warm summer breeze. I let my towel fall, and just chilled there for a while.*



I was surprised and startled to hear a deep sexy voice behind me say "Hello there, great night isn't it?" Without looking, I said "Sure is...." And I caught my breath as I felt a big soft hand touch my shoulder, and slowly slide down my back and gently cup my left cheek.* He said he had seen me on the deck in the afternoon, but didn't come talk to me. He said "I was hoping to run into you tonight." I was curious to see who I was talking to, so I turned around to see this tall handsome guy, who was also nude. He motioned toward a couple of lounge chairs*in a corner of the deck, and he asked me to sit down.*



He went to get us fresh drinks, and I got to watch him walking*away from me.....very tall, at least 6-5, very athletic and firm, with a great all over tan.* As he walked toward me with the drinks, I saw the front....smooth chest, and quite endowed, from what I could see in the moonlight. We laughed and talked, finished the drinks, and the next round of drinks as well.* As we talked, he would slide his hand on my thigh, and I cold feel myself getting aroused, hoping he wouldn't notice.* We went for a walk around the resort, laughing all around pool, hot tub, and video room, and I'm sure the other guys noticed us. At around 3 am, I was exhausted, I said goodnight, and went back to my room and fell sound asleep.* Quite a fun first day!





I woke up excited thinking back about my first day there.* I wondered if my new friend liked me, and if he would even talk to me again today.* I pulled my shorts on, and went down to the poolside café for some breakfast, hoping I might see him.*


I was invited to sit with a couple of guys I met who were visiting from Orlando, and we chatted for a while.* They had been there a few times, and made a deal with each other that they would cruise alone there, meet other guys for sex, but never rub it in each others faces. They would alternate who had their room each night. They said they would each connect with 3 or 4 guys each every time they would visit.* I was intrigued and wondered how many different guys I could meet if I tried.





I went back up to the sundeck again, still too shy to be nude. Some guys I remembered from the day before, and some were new.* I rolled over on my front, and spread a lot of sunscreen on my white ass, and*dozed off, catching up on some sleep I missed the night before.* I napped for a few hours, and was awakened*by a call from a female friend, someone I had been involved with for a few years, and who encouraged me to go to Key West to pursue my fantasies and curiosities.




She asked me how it was going, and chastised me for being so shy and withdrawn.* She challenged me to pick out a guy, like the one I had met the day before, and take things wherever they may go, even sex.** She asked me why I kept wearing my towel, and said she couldn't understand why I wasn't nude when everyone else was!* She made me mad at myself.* I stood up, and walked nude to my room, and made myself a strong drink....and walked back to the deck completely nude.....and it felt great!* I watched guys looking at me up and down as I walked by them....and I got more confident.





I hadn't seen my friend from the day before, but I had met a few more nice fun guys, one who asked me to dinner with him. He seemed nice, just a regular looking guy from Atlanta.* We had a nice conversation at dinner, and I stopped in at a local gay leather bar with him for a while.* We walked back to the resort, and he asked me to join him in one of the hot tubs, that was close to his room. I got there first, and was waiting in the hot tub when he got there. I watched him remove his towel, and saw that he was a little aroused as he got in and sat next to me.* He put his hand on the back of my neck, pulled me toward him and kissed me. I was startled at first, but slowly accepted his tongue and kissed him deeply.* No guy had ever kissed me like that.* We sat and talked for a while, and kissed some more. After a while, he went back to his room for more drinks, and the guy from the day before walked by, fully dressed coming from dinner, and said hi.* It looked to him that I was sitting all alone in the hot tub.* He said he was going to get a drink, and that he'd be right back.


When he got back, the first guy had returned, and was sitting with me in the hot tub. He was nude, and sat right down in the hot tub with both of us, and introduced himself to my dinner companion. He complimented me on the sun I had gotten, and asked me to stand in front of him so he could see it.* As I stood in front of him, he kissed my chest, first on one of my nipples, then the other....and I didn't want him to stop.* He began to stroke me as he kissed.* Then my dinner companion came behind me,* and I felt his hand on my ass, sliding it under me, between my cheeks. I had never felt two guys all over me like that before!* I didn't know what was going to happen next.* One guy was hugging me from behind with his arousal against me, and the guy in front of me was going down on me, and I was enjoying every minute of it.* Many other guys walked by, some slowing down to watch, and I didn't care, and didn't stop. I was getting a lot more comfortable in my new lifestyle. We played for a little while longer, and it had gotten late so I said goodnight to my new friends and went up to bed.*





My third day began the same way as before, except that after breakfast by the pool, I was nude all day. I drank a lot, walked around the deck, flirted with most of the *25 or 30 guys that were up there, and dozed on and off til that afternoon. I got a pretty good all over tan that day.*I saw my two friends together later on, and I assumed that they had a love connection the night before after I went to bed.


As I was getting ready to go to dinner, my female friend called me again to see how things were going.* She was mad when I told her about the previous night in the hot tub, and said I should have been more assertive, like climbing onto that guy's lap when he kissed my chest, and kiss him deeply.* She said it sounded like they both wanted to do me! I told her I'd try again that night.





I went into town again for dinner, and was kicking my self for missing the opportunity to connect with the tall guy I had met the first night. I liked him ,and was looking forward to spending more time with him.* I walked back to the resort after a few drinks, and got undressed and went up to the deck with a drink.* It was kind of deserted up there, and I kept thinking about my missing friend.



I thought he was fun and was*hoping *to see him again. *Sure enough, he was up*there laying nude on a lounge chair, all 6-5 of him. We talked and flirted a little, and I could see him getting aroused,*and*I remembered how endowed he was.* I had a few drinks, and felt fed up with being shy with him, and wanted to be completely uninhibited with a nice guy like him.* I*was excited to be with him, but I had no idea where it could go. But now I was in a relaxed atmosphere, and was having fun with a guy I liked, and I was going to let*it go wherever it went.




I was very relaxed, and comfortable,**I had met a guy I liked, and I felt good because it was a mutual like. Harry was big, athletic, and paid me a lot of attention. Other guys I had met at the resort would walk by and say hello, and he seemed happy that he was with me. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was starting to get a*more aroused. *His body turned me on a lot. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do next, but whatever it was, I had found a fun guy to do it with! I didn't feel guilty, dirty, shy, or self conscious....just sexy....

There are a lot of play areas to this resort....all clothing optional, and by this time of night it, every guy there was nude. There was a pool, all night bar,* the top floor sun deck/moon deck, two different hot tubs, steam room, sauna, and a dark 24 hr. men's porn video room, which was a dark wandering maze..... all there for the play times of the resort's guests. I never knew that places like this even existed, and it was all very clean and well kept.



I am very masculine acting, and so was my new friend Harry. Other guys there were more feminine...obviously bottoms, and some were attracted to me. I guess he had gotten around a lot since he got there, and he was obviously in pursuit of a sexy companion, but all the guys there were too.

From the laughs and the drinks we were having on the deck under the clear starry night, we made our rounds of all the facilities, being friendly, flirting, and laughing and joking wherever we went .. always nude. We*would very often go*to his room to get more drinks.



On*my last*stop in his room, I was making the drinks when he*walked*out of the bathroom and came up*behind me. He began to caress my shoulders, and I could feel that he was more aroused as he hugged me from behind.* He began to kiss and lick the back of my neck....and I loved it! His arms were around me, his hands softly caressing my chest, and reaching down to feel how aroused I was.* I was relaxed, no one was there to see me, even though I noticed that*the door to his room was left partially open.

He wrapped his arms around me again, sliding them over my chest and stomach. I turned around to face him, and slowly reached between his legs, and I found that it was now quite hard, and bigger and thicker than I had seen it before. My excitement was racing, and my heart was pounding.... I was where I wanted to be, but I had not thought through where it would go from there. I pushed him back and sat him on the bed, and kissed down his chest and stomach, across his hips, kissing his groin and upper thighs....hearing him moan and breathe harder. I could feel*it against the side of my face...and, losing all my shyness and inhibitions, *I couldn't resist.... I licked along the side of it, and slowly slid the huge head in my mouth.

In my first years of experimentation with guys, I never did oral. I stroked and played, watched them*go down on*me, and eventually*did them, but I never did oral on them. As I got more accepting of my man sex curiosities, I began to try oral gradually, and after a while went after it completely.* I eventually came to realize that I had a "deep throat" ability, could take bigger guys, and had very little gag reflex.

But this was one of the bigger guys I had ever had in my mouth, almost 9 inches. I licked around it, and took him deep down the back of my throat. He got very hard, and stopped me a few times because he was on the edge of* a climax.



He sat up, and pulled me up to him, held my head and kissed me deeply.... and I liked it, deep passionate kisses. I was a little shocked, because I was never into kissing guys all that much. But again, no one had to know, and I wanted more.** I thought I could be as submissive, or as feminine, or as gay as I wanted to be!* And I liked it. He picked me up onto the bed and pushed me back, and began to kiss me all over....shoulders, chest, stomach, and he took me way down his throat. We were both very worked up, aroused, and very turned on. Here's what I hadn't thought through, and it's just as well ...... because if I had thought about it I may not have gone any further..... was I going to get penetrated for the first time?* Was I ready for that, for my*small ass to be entered?* It was almost to the point of no return, and I didn't even realize it yet.

He rolled me over on my front, and kept kissing and licking....he grabbed my ankles...I was still face down, and he held my legs up like a wishbone.... licking the back and inside of my upper thighs.....and into the*middle of my ass..... What a feeling! I'd never felt that before.... a guys tongue up and down, and into my ass. He said" I love this ass, I want this ass so bad...."



He licked me a very long time....exciting me, and unknown to me at the time, relaxing me at the same time. Now, again, who cares? It felt great, and no one was watching, right? Wrong....there were a few guys watching from the partially open door. They had been watching our little mating dance all night, and were curious who each of us would end up with.

I was dripping wet from his licking.....and I heard him reach over to where the condoms were.....(each room was fully stocked with condoms, small hand towels, and little tubes of lube). I then realized what was going to happen next, and I got very excited about it.* I* was with a guy that I liked, that I had pursued since the day before,* and he liked me too and now he really wanted me. Just that thought turned me on tremendously..... but then I remembered how huge he was.* I quickly bent over and took him in my mouth again to see if it was really as big as I thought.. He was very excited...and it was bigger than before.....

He pulled my hips up a little, and spread my legs. I could feel the hard head up against me, and his muscular thighs moving inside my spread legs. He kept telling me how much he wanted me and how sexy I was.*I felt*the*gradual and increasing pressure against me.... slowly and easily, and then, without any warning, the head suddenly slid*into me.*


I caught my breath and slowly absorbed the sharpness of*him entering me.* Gradually he started to slide it in and out, a little deeper with each thrust. He grabbed both my hips, and pulled me up closer to him. My ass relaxed a little more as he continued to*move with me.* Thank God he had some poppers which made it easier and relaxed my ass.* I was so excited...I was on my knees with a guy entering me from behind, and he liked it as much as I did.* My ass felt so filled with him.

What I learned that night, and what I've come to appreciate in sex since, is that the bottom guy can get as much pleasure out of getting it as the top guy does. The bottom guy can work around the guy inside him. The constant*thrusting* is a tremendous pleasure factor, and a lot of guys can even cum*just that way!

He kept saying "it feels so good in you, you are so tight, I want to shoot it all in you..." He pushed me down on the bed after a while, and continued riding me, until he exploded. *As he was close to climaxing, he was thrusting too deep, and I had to hold him back a little... I felt like he was going to break through me....

He got up and said he was going to take a shower, which I took as my queue to leave. I went down to one of the hot tubs to relax...and then showered off in the locker room. I was just taking in the moment, reflecting in my new found sexual experience.



I realized suddenly I*had a lot of new friends. It turns out, some had watched what happened in the room, and told others about it. Maybe they liked that I was masculine, but had been a bottom for Harry. One guy invited me to his room to get a drink, and*went down on*me as soon as we got inside. I realized it was barely midnight. He obviously wanted to do me too, and I was curious to try my new sport again! My butt was still relaxed from my previous experience, so doing it with him was easy and very pleasurable.

So I kept making new friends. Two more guys did me that night, and a group wanted* me in the video room later, but none of them could get hard enough. Lol.* I had become a male nymphomaniac that night, and I had a great time.



For some reason, I had not climaxed myself yet. A guy approached me as I was wandering in the video room, in a dark little corner where there was a bench. He went down on me, and pushed me down on the seat, continuing to suck me.* He was very good, and I later wondered how many loads of cum he had*swallowed that night. The hotter and harder I got, the deeper and faster he went. I eventually exploded in the most intense climax I could remember. And he swallowed it all.

*What a great night......and I never saw any of them again.



When I woke up the next morning I was still numb from the excitement of the night before.....I felt like I had been in*a porn flick!* I spent an hour on the phone with my female friend, who was finally happy for me.* But I was sure what I was going to do on my last day there.* Harry knocked on the door to say goodbye, he was checking out. I walked into town to see a few of the tourist spots, and had a few guys come up to me to say hello. I had lunch in town, and walked back and went up to lay on the deck again.




To my surprise, I looked across the deck to see my Atlanta friend from the other night laying there, and he waved me over. I forgot he had told me he was going on a snorkel cruise the next day, so he had gone up to bed right after I left he and Harry in the hot tub the other night, so they had not connected. I told him that Harry and I had a fun time the night before, but I didn't go into any detail.*



We had a fun afternoon on the deck, and went to dinner later.* He liked the jeans and leather gay bar, so we went back there again. There were a lot of big and muscled guys there, and I think we were the only ones without facial hair!* I was very popular, got called cute a lot, and must have had my ass grabbed 20 times! I guess I shouldn't have worn my tight black jeans.



I liked him a lot, and I knew that the first night I met him. He was my height, slender and smooth body.* I went to my room to undress, and left to meet him at his room to go to the hot tub. He had a phone call, and was just undressing when I got there. I watched take his clothes off, and I admired*his body.* He stepped closer to me, and kissed me.* I grabbed him, and we got into a deep passionate kiss, and he pulled me back onto his bed.




I guess we had built up some passion and desires, and we both wanted a sexual connection. We kissed and rolled on the bed for a while, we took turns at oral on each other, and even did some mutually, 69. I was very hot for him,* and rolled him on his front, and worked some lube into him.* He said he loved how I made him feel, and asked me to go slowly with him, that he never had a guy in him before, and he wanted me. I was very hard, and knelt up between his thighs, and positioned myself against his ass.* He began to moan, and started to whisper "Give it to me, give it to me, push it in me...."


As it started to go in, he froze a little, but started to relax as*I*began to slide in and out.* After a while, I pushed him on his back, to face him, and reached for*a condom.* I lifted both his legs onto my shoulders, and slowly spread them as I entered him again. I put a pillow behind his head so I could kiss him as I rode him. He said he had cum already when I was in him from behind, but he kept whispering in my ear, "give it to me". I went faster and faster, and finally came, and* I fell asleep exhausted on him.



I awoke to him sucking me, and then he got up on me and sat down on it, and rode me, somewhat wildly. He went faster and faster, until we both came, without a condom.* He said he had to get ready to get his flight, but he confessed that the goal of*his trip to Key West was to find a nice sexy guy to give himself to for the first time. He had never been penetrated before, and he thanked me for being so patient and gentle.* He always saw him self as a bottom, but was afraid to try it for the first time.

I had achieved my goals in going to Key West.* I met other sexy and fun guys, I was myself, and I made several sexual connections.* I was penetrated for the first time and realized how much I enjoyed it, and had three other guys in me.* I didn't feel dirty, or "gay".* I just felt like a guy who had some very fun sexual experiences.* I would remember all of it for a very long time!



I made many future trips to Island House in Key West, and also tried Equator, a nice, similar, but smaller and more subdued place. The fun of a trip depends on the clientel that is there with you at any given time, it's not always as fun and wild as my first trip.* But I love going there....


Great story!!! Wish I could do that!
 
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