BI-Males

hey guys im looking for someone in jersey to indulge myself with. maybe a couple? (mmf action)...any takers?
 
bob04605 said:
When I was around 16 or so my friend and I would play with each other and one night we sucked each other for a while. I still remember the feel and taste of his cock and have have been fighting the urge to do try it again ever since. It is really great to hear from folks that have the same urges I do. I have been married now for almost 25 years and my wife wouldn't go for a threeway (yes I did check with her). So at least for now I'll have to satisfy myself with your great stories so keep it up!


Too bad!:( What about the friend from when you were 16? You never know, he might feel the same way! Stop fighting those urges and run with them. BTW do you masturbate about it? And if so, do you taste your own cum? I love the taste of my cum. MMM good!

Toys
 
I'm afraid he died of leukemia at a very young age. When I have more time, I'll post a favorite fantasy of mine when I masturbate.
 
FewNFarBtwN said:
hey guys im looking for someone in jersey to indulge myself with. maybe a couple? (mmf action)...any takers?


You know you might want to try writing a story about your fantasies and posting it here. I can tell you from experience that I have had lots of offers as a result of my stories. Not all are conveniently located but...... you never know.


Toys
 
thanks toys

you've been big help, thanks :) i really dont know how to go about getting into that sort of activity so your advice is duelly noted. i'd love to think i spelled that right...
 
New Jerseyu contact

Thanks Few, BTW there was a guy from NJ who posted on my thread about Strap On Dildos? I told him to check over here for another NJ contact so you never know.

(BTW, it is duly - don't know why - English is such a weird language - don't worry about it:) )


Toys
 
toys it people like you who make this my favorite website. i have yet to run into the condescending, exclusionary people that i've found on all the aol chatrooms and such. kudos to you and everyone else out there whom have made this site an exceptional place to meet real people.
 
Thank you!

Thanks for your kind comments Few. I have met some awesome people on this site. It's why I keep coming back. Plus I have had tremendous responses to my stories.

Here's a couple of kisses and a lick for that nice cock of yours.


:kiss: :kiss: :p


Toys
 
really happy to find youys

I just found this thread, after reading Lierotica for a couple years. I have been getting really curious and turned on by thoughts of cock lately, and mentioned it to my wife. She is really turned on by the idea too, and we have been e-mailing fantasies like crazy (I am overseas). But we were kind of worried we were freaks--these exchanges are the best--I am really excited and happy. Thanks everyone.
 
Re: really happy to find youys

seriouscurious said:
I just found this thread, after reading Lierotica for a couple years. I have been getting really curious and turned on by thoughts of cock lately, and mentioned it to my wife. She is really turned on by the idea too, and we have been e-mailing fantasies like crazy (I am overseas). But we were kind of worried we were freaks--these exchanges are the best--I am really excited and happy. Thanks everyone.

Welcome, seriouscurious. I also have been reading (and posting my stories) on Lit for some time and only recently "discovered" the boards. I like it better than chat. BTW if you haven't read any of my stories you might like them. The theme of most of them is MMF 3 somes where the women are as turned on as the men.

Toys
 
Re: guys and girls

MIKEYLICKEY said:
I love both guys and girls. I find that women are like combination locks in that each likes something different. Guys are all similar, like a key lock. A few beers, some rubbing and kissing, then I'm on my knees. I don't need a woman present to make it with a guy, or the other way around.

"Of course Mr. November is Gay! The only way to get abs like that is to have sex with other men!"
Drew Carey
 

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Cute Pic

Cute pic, Mikey. I do agree that men are less complicated, but I can sure have a lot of fun looking for the right key with a woman. Being bi is still the best of both worlds.


Toys
 
Hey guys i want to know waht its like to suck a cock

I have never been with a man but i have always wondered what ti was like. I would love to join a couple who are looking for a man. I would like to help your wife or gf suck you off. i would definately consider getting fucked by you aswell. Especially if I am fucking your wife.
 
Hello Raina and sxychick21

Just checking in too see how things are going. I'm glad to see the thread is doing so well:) It has been a while and I see alot of new names posting. So I want to say hello to everyone who is posting to this thread. There are so many hot stories and fantasies posted since I was last here.
Toys great posts, I can't wait to read your stories.
Raina and sxychick21 thanks for keeping this thread alive:kiss::kiss:
 
the best of both worlds

as a rather newcomer to this sharing I must say it
is the biggest turn on ever. My wife of 20 years
recently became involved with a younger well endowed bi lover. I was invited to join in and am
now an avid participant. Being able to enjoy his
big cock with her is awsome.
 
Thanks Pearl Diver

Thank for the comments, Pearl Diver. Let me know what you think of the stories. You are right this is a great thread. Raina is my kind of woman!

Toys
 
Just a true story of my first time

johncorwin@hotmail.com from nyc.....



. It was the previous year, November. A wedding in Los Angeles, held at a small church with the reception at the pool of a crystal white hotel hanging off the Hollywood Hills. The wedding itself was notable, only in that it was fast and quick and painless. Getting everyone to the reception that they desperately wanted to be a part of anyway.

It couldn’t have been better. Cool enough for a jacket, but not so cool as required more. A smooth clear night that left the pool un-rippled and gave the guests incentive to drink a bit more. A bit more to leave shirts unbuttoned and let eyes linger a bit longer than possible. Eyes that caught the attention of others and made introductions that would never have been made under normal circumstances.

And that is how I met them. They were at the bar, a youngish couple in their late thirties. Just enough tan to show they got out, but not so much to say they lived at the beach. In shape and attractive – a pair that may not have caught my eye if they were in another place. But they did, and that is how it started. And somewhere in there, between the drinks and the party and the cake a nerve was struck that made us all laugh our way into their room for a nightcap after the party wound down.

The door was opened and we fell into the room. Lis ran to throw the balcony open while Jan opened the mini-bar and proceeded to make drinks from whatever was available and to usher me outside. And there, fourteen floors up and overlooking a city of lights was Lis, her top open to the world below as a breeze rippled her hair. I was floored. I couldn’t move. I could only stare at her through the vodka tonics and smile. She looked at me and laughed. Her finger motioned me to her as she spoke. “It’s okay, we swing.” She shrugged and turned back to the city below. “I hope you don’t mind. We just though you’d enjoy joining us.”

“No, no. It’s fine. I do. I just…” My voice was cut by Jan’s. “But you’re not sure about us.” He thrust a drink in my hand as Lis took a step to me. She put her hand on my face and turned me to her. Her lips pressed against mine as my arm wrapped around her and my lips were parted by her tongue. It only took a moment as my own began to wrap around hers in a sinuous dance where everything else vanished except for that one point of contact.

And then I came back. My jacket was being removed and my tie was loosened. I think I even laughed as Jan helped me out of my clothes, my own hands being too occupied with Lis’. It was as if servants were helping the two of us undress for some ritual intercourse. It was beyond just sex, allowing us to both focus on pleasures. When we came together, it wasn’t through the separation of clothing, but the warmth of flesh on flesh; the soft press of her breasts against my body; the smooth curve of her hips; the touch of her fingers as they ran feather light over my sex. I was in all the way, ready and willing to go further.

I pressed even further into her, watching her husband slowly slide her thong over her hips and down her feet. Felt as her hands grabbed the elastic of my underwear to slide them over my own hips. Only to be replaced by his fingers as he removed them the rest of the way. I thought nothing of stepping out of them as my staff rose passed his face. Perhaps I should have, but I didn’t. I merely though of more, of finding a way to feed my desire. Her lips were now on my nipples and I watched as he slid out of his clothes to move behind her and caress the tan lines of her rear. Her hands were now fully stroking myself, moving below me. Her mouth was licking, sucking, pulling at my nipples. Between watching and feeling her, I was watching him. Watching his penis press against the flesh of her ass, watching his finger roam over her back, watching the dark nipples of his chest sway behind her. It was intoxicating. I had never seen a nude man in such a situation. It was not longer gay or straight or bisexual, it just was. It was sexy and sensual and erotic as I had never seen it. And when she kneeled down to take me into her mouth, and his fingers reached out to my nipples, I smiled at the added sensation. And when his fingers tightened, I gasped.

If it weren’t for her fingers holding me back, the night would have ended then. But, they weren’t about to allow that. They wanted more. I felt his tongue on my nipples as his hands were removed and her mouth continued its caressing of my sex. Her fingers wrapped firmly at the base of my penis to prevent me from erupting. And I was carried to a place I had never been with my eyes closed and my head thrown back.

I truly don’t remember going back to their room, but somewhere in the moment we ended up at their bed in a mass of bodies. She was on her back as I watched him slowly slide into her. His staff glistened from her pleasures - her sex folding and unfolding with every stroke. I watched my own member working into her mouth as she gasped between thrusts. It was too much for me when I reached to the nub of pleasure that I knew was there, just below the spray of neatly trimmed fur. I felt it just barely rearing up when I placed a finger on it, but the response was instant. Her body seemed to tense and hold itself up for a moment in time before crumbling onto the white sheets of the bed. Her breath stopped and her mouth opened and I knew where she was. Her body wracked with spasms between the circles I was making with my fingers and the slow, steady thrusts of his movements.

Jan and I shared the same smiles as we acknowledged what we were doing not even an inch from each others flesh. Even when his hand moved up to take over the small circles I was making. Nudging my own hand closer to his cock. Urging me to touch him. And I did. I placed my fingers on his member. Lightly at first, feeling the hard softness of his staff. Relishing the motion and the firmness. Moving my fingers to envelope him completely and hold him firmly. Even Lis moved up to her elbows to watch as I let him fuck my hand before entering her with each stroke.

I don’t know what made me do it, but when I bent over to taste the two of them it seemed the most natural thing to do. To taste, to savour, to let his manhood fill my mouth as it pulled completely out of her, leaving his pleasures up to me. I shuffled slightly, bending over onto the bed in an almost 69 next to Lis. My mouth working on its own, taking the pace from his continued thrusts, knowing that now I was truly sucking him. I could feel every part of my lips stretch around him, follow the vein on his shaft, follow the smooth widening of the mushroom head of his cock. I felt him move and tighten and shift as my mouth continued past him, holding him with my fingers, giving to him the pleasure I so enjoyed on myself.

I rolled onto my back, my own hand moving to caress his balls as he took over the pace, pushing his wet member into my mouth, pulling it back again. Feeling the expanded sac lay against my cheek as his own hand began to caress my own. I could feel his wife’s mouth be replaced by his as he maneuvered over me. Her fingers sliding lower to probe into me.

From there it never lessened. It was no longer three people having sex. It was one. It was one long lust for pleasures and releases and temptations and trials and experiences. And at that moment, I knew it wouldn’t stop. It might subside as I found my ground, but it would never ever stop.
 
pearl diver and toysrfun...

Pear Diver...sxychick and I had no problem keeping this thread alive...it keeps growing even when I am away for days. I love checking to see what new things have been posted. Thanks to everyone for posting!!

Toys...you should know by now that you are my kind of man too!!
:kiss:
 
Great Story John Corwin!

Wow, what a great story! You should post that on Lit. It is one of the best I have read. Definitely a 5. Thanks for sharing John. That is the kind of night we all hope for!

Toys
 
no kidding!!

That is and incredible story johncorwin! I absolutely loved reading it...I agree with toys...you should get it posted to the story side. Very hot!!
 
Bi The Way

Love the fact that more people are bi than admit it - especially the men!!!!!!
 
This thread is so much fun!

I love reading the posts from all of the other honest guys out there!


Being bi is great... double the chances of a date for Saturday night!
 
johncorwin's story

Very hot. Almost had a similar experience, but the guy left the wedding before my wife convinced him we were for real.
 
One on one - male to male

There is a similar discussion going on in the thread "what do men think about threesomes with two men and one woman" in the Lit. Personals Forum for those of you who haven't come across it. Some guys said that they could never get it on with another guy unless there was a woman present so that they wouldn't feel like they were "gay" or something. In response to that sentiment, I posted the following message:


I generally much prefer women to guys in almost all situations. Having said that I must admit that there are exceptions to every rule. Here's a true story to illustrate that point:

My wife and I have a long standing agreement that if we are going to meat a single guy as a potential "playmate" it's my responsibility to arrange an "interview" with the guy and if I like him and think we'll all be compatible, then I introduce him to the wife and we go from there.

Last November, I got a response to our profile on one of our "connection" forums from a young black guy interested in meeting an older couple. He didn't have a picture to send but I liked what he had to say and offered to take some digitals of him if he wanted. Well, when he showed up at our house I was very pleasantly surprised - he was gorgeous... And I don't often think that about another guy. Anyway we really hit it off - intellectually (he was a college student and football player at the local University) and, as I was to discover, physically as well.

As I started taking pics of him, first clothed then a few nude shots, we both began to really get turned on - especially when I offered to "help him" get an erection for a "hard on" pic - Actually, he didn't need any help, but what the hell, I couldn't keep my hands off of him . That, of course, led to other "explorations" and we wound up spending a couple of hours in bed together and it was one hell of a lot of fun.

I told him that I would love to give him to my wife as a "Christmas present" and he agreed that was a wonderful idea. (He had seen my wife's "picture album" of course and was all hot to trot, so to speak.) Unfortunately he had a death in his family and had to return to his home on the East Coast and we were never able to get together again.

The "moral" of the story is "Never say never" because you never know


SlyFox

p.s. I attached a photo that I took of my friend but Lit. won't let me post it again to this thread :(
 
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