Everyone keeps a little secret from their significant other from time to time, right? What is they are the desire to live a bisexual life? Should they tell her or him? Living a sexless life at any age can make the mind wander from time to time. The wife is the old term they used, frigid. She closed that refrigerator door long ago and padlocked it. So, what is a man to do?

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Porn and phone sex have become a lifesaver, but there is still something inside stirring. The need for a cock. At first it was curiosity, and then a craving. Now though, nothing will satisfy this need other than a big dick. This is where fantasy comes to play. Late at night when he sits in the basement watching porn, the daydreaming comes in.

Another night of nothing. I swear that bitch knows what she’s doing. Walking from the shower to the bed naked is cruel. She’s still a good-looking woman with a nice body but refuses to allow me even a touch. God forbid I suggested sex. Now, I tell her goodnight and retreat to the one place where I don’t have to fake my bisexual desires. The basement. My mancave became the only place I can enjoy my own sexuality without her calling me a pervert or shutting me down. She is the reason I call niteflirt girls.

Scanning through different ads, I came across one that caught my eye. M4M discrete relationship for sexual fun. What the hell? I called it and after talking and exchanging a photo of our cocks, I invited him over. I made sure to tell him to enter through the basement door. It was risky, but one I was willing to take. My own cock was rock hard and leaking even before he arrived.

A small knock on the door brought me back to reality, and I was shocked when I opened it. This man didn’t look the type, but then again, neither do I. Both of us in a sexless relationship, this would be perfect. He was about 6ft, dark hair, fit, and I could already see the outline of his cock in his pants. I was salivating for a taste but needed to be respectful. I do remember one thing from the call. He’s very alpha and would take the lead in our bisexual relationship. I’m good with that since it’s my first time.

This man, I will call him David, walked in with one thing on his mind. This he needed to get off, and I would be the one who did that. No small talk or chit chat, playing at home is dangerous, so we arranged that we would get right to the point. He wanted his cock sucked, and I always had the desire to swallow another man’s cum. No sooner was the door closed then I dropped to my knees, tugged his zipper down, and almost choked at the size. The picture didn’t do him justice at all. An 8 inch, thick, cut cock right there in my face waiting for me to make cum.

First, I stroked him, but knew that would never be enough. He could do that at home. Leaning in, the tip of my tongue rimmed the head, saliva already pouring down my chin.

“Suck my fucking dick,” David demanded.

Placing his hand on the back of my head, David fed me that dick. At first, I gagged when the head hit the back of my throat, and then, I swallowed. Fuck, this wasn’t gross or hard at all. My mouth sliding down his pole like I had sucked dick all my life. Gulping and swallowing, my tongue worshipped that dick. His precum tasted so fucking good. I knew when he fed me the real stuff, I would get addicted quick. Working my hand to my zipper, I pulled my cock out, stroking. My wife never made me as hard as I am right now.

“Be a good faggot and make me cum,” David laughed.

God, was I a faggot, or was this a bisexual dream? At that point I didn’t care. David fucked my mouth, and I pumped my dick. The moment I felt the swell in his shaft and the first spray of hot cum, I squirted all over the floor. Grunting and moaning, David pushed the head down my throat filling my stomach with its first load of cum. I didn’t even gag. His cum super sweet, I knew I could become addicted to this act. Well, until what he told me about next time. I will keep that a little secret though. I’m twitching thinking about how he will feel.

Let me know if you want more of this bisexual daydream.

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I’ve always been a little confused about why some men get attracted to performing oral sex on men. It repulses others. Growing up I thought that if a man did oral sex on another man, he was gay. Sure, my family was a little conservative, but isn’t that true? If it is, there are a lot of men out there hiding in the closet.

My first experience with this was eye opening. Growing up, I was always a tom boy. Again, shocking. I loved playing in the dirty, toy cars, and climbing trees. My best friend at the time was a boy whose name I won’t say. God, what if he reads this blog? He was always a little on the feminine side, but that might be because of me too. To please my mother I forced him to play with barbies. She worried that I would grow up with the boys and not the girls. Sorry Mama, I knew what I was doing.

Oral sex was the last thing on my mine, well, until I watched my first porn.

After watching that first xxx rated movie, I gained enlightenment on many things. One being that cum looked delicious. So white and creamy. One could consider the cream on top of the cherry. After that, I had sex with a guy, and if I am being honest, it scared me to death. No, we didn’t use a condom and the last thing I wanted was to get pregnant. A good little Catholic girl doesn’t do that. It would shame the entire family, plus ewwww. I never want any crotch goblins to ruin my life.

Immediately I sought the help of my best friend. I explained what happened and the smile on his face scared me. As he explained, “The only way not to get pregnant is if I suck all that out of you!” I screamed, well, not too loud, but it was a scream. He wanted to perform oral sex on me to prevent me from getting knocked up.

Unable to think of another way, I agreed.

Hiding in the bedroom I showed him my shame. Removing my soiled panties, I laid back on his bed, spread my legs, and allowed the jizz to flow free. As shocking as it was, nothing compared me for the next few minutes. My legs open wide, he climbed between them and shoved his entire face in my slit. It was my first AMSR experience. He sucked on the tiny hole, slurping up all the cum. His tongue pushing in to make sure the walls sparkled when he finished. I’ve never seen someone devour cum like that since. It reminded me of a man starved getting his first meal in forever.

“You need to promise me that if this happens again you bring it to me!”

Of course, I agreed. Who would turn down vacuum lips? Not me. Plus, I came when he cleaned me, so that was a bonus to the entire experience. What happened next was the real eye opener. I told him that the same boy wanted me to give him oral sex. Not knowing anything, my best friend assured me that he could show me how. Now it was convincing the other boy to let him do it, and not me. I only wanted to watch. You know, learn by example. If he wanted oral sex he would have to accept it from another guy, not me. It wasn’t hard to convince him. A blow job is a blow job no matter who is sucking.

I watched my best friend get on his knees and take every inch of that cock down his throat. Shocked, I gagged a little when I heard the slurping sounds, he made. It reminded me of when my sister ate spaghetti and sucked up the wet noodles. Loud and wet. The guy getting head didn’t know what to do. He stood there with his mouth wide open and moaning from the stimulation. I wish I could say this lasted a long time, but it was quick. About 2 minutes into the oral sex my best friend got what he wanted. A warm stomach filled will cum, and the pleasure of teaching me how to suck dick.

The only thing I learned that day was I needed to learn oral sex or always bring my best friend along.

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