Exploring My Bi Side Pt. 02

This is the second in a series of first-person stories of a shy, small town boy discovering his bisexual side later in life. Not all experiences are "sexy" as unexpected emotions and reactions are uncovered during the events that unfold.

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Online personals - my second experience.  

Six months after my initial bookstore experience and the memory is still vivid. Despite its awkward beginning, middle and end, my desire to fully experience another man's cock continues to grow. The event plays over and over in my mind and I eventually find courage to try again.  

After investigating a few online personals sites I take the leap and post an ad. In addition to the typical stats, I share that I'm inexperienced and open to try new things.  

The anticipation and excitement I get from posting and responding to ads is surprising. Each one is a potential fantasy fulfilled.  

I wade through a lot of posts, responding to those I think are a good match. I have a few exchanges that fizzle or simply go nowhere but ultimately make a connection.  

We exchange a few body photos and finally agree to meet at a local landmark. An hour later my heart is pounding as I arrive and park in the appointed area. I nervously survey my surroundings. Anticipating every vehicle pulling into the parking lot and wondering "is that him".

I see someone approaching on foot and as they get closer I consider that maybe he lives close and is on foot. Before I can finish the thought he is beside the vehicle, opens the passenger door and slides into the seat. The door closes and again my mind starts racing as this suddenly becomes real.

In messaging back and forth we hadn't exchanged face photos, adding to what my mind is already struggling to process. He is slim, around my age but with a few hard miles. As he greets me I notice he is missing a front tooth.

"Yikes", I think as I assess if that's a deal breaker. Even if is a dealbreaker, will I do anything to stop this now?

He makes small talk but I honestly cannot recall about what. Eventually he asks, "so, do you wanna play?"

This is moving really fast but I'm determined to follow through. With my heart pounding I manage a "sure" after taking a mental deep breath.

While initially messaging he said he had a place we could go and he gives me directions. We spend the next few minutes making more awkward small talk until arriving at a gated RV storage area. He jumps out and unlocks the gate. Soon we arrive at his 30' pull trailer.  

More awkward small talk about trailer features and their advantages over tent camping ensues until we enter. We remove our shoes and he motions to the bed at the back. When we make our way to it he removes his jeans and then his underwear. It's a surreal moment as I follow suit and start doing the same.

There is a lot to process as I am glancing at his body and exposing mine. My breathing is shallow and shaky. I wonder if he can tell how nervous I am.

We slip up onto the bed, both naked from the waist down. I lay back and turn onto my left side as he kneels in front of me. He reaches for my cock and starts stroking it. I reach for his cock and do the same.

Pushing the image of his missing tooth out of my mind is his symmetrical, nice looking circumcised cock. It is a little thinner than mine and about the same length. His pubic area is well groomed and smooth. I'm focused on his cock as I continue stroking it. It's soft, warm and begins to stiffen with my touch.

I release his cock and cup his balls with the same hand. They are smooth and his sack is tight. As he continues to harden I return my hand to his cock with an overhand grip. I am mesmerized as he becomes fully erect. I increase the pace a little with a fixed gaze on his cock and my hand stroking it.  

He likes it, I can tell. I move my hand faster and his reaction tells me that he likes that too. He does the same to me and we are stroking each other at the same pace.  Watching his cock thrusting into my grip is fascinating. I am enthralled with the fact he's literally in my hand and experiencing pleasure.  

He leans forward and I feel his mouth on me, taking me in. It feels wonderful and it's clear he's done this before. Worried about coming quickly I focus my attention on his cock and what I'm doing. I want to make him feel good. I alternate grips and go between slower, deliberate strokes and faster ones that mimic the way I stroke myself.  

Suddenly, he pulls away and straightens up into his original kneeling position, grabbing his cock. His face contorts as he starts coming, pumping his cock with his right hand as he unloads into his left hand. His face flushes red and he grimaces with each squirt.  

Almost as quickly as it started he excuses himself to the adjacent toilet where he cleans up. He returns fairly quickly and is apologetic of the fact that he came suddenly. "I guess I got overexcited", he murmurs as he climbs back onto the bed.

He returns to kneeling over me with his head facing my lap and again takes me in his mouth. Despite my head spinning with the quick turn of events and the mental image of his missing tooth pushing its way back into my mind, his mouth on my cock feels amazing. The strong, consistent suction combines with the pressure of his lips and tongue to send me to heaven.  

The mental distractions fade and it's not long before I'm fully engaged. All I can think about is the energy building in my pelvis. My breathing begins to quicken and my hips start moving to match the rhythm of his mouth. I am close.

Feeling the pressure build to the point of no return, I gasp "I'm coming" to warn him. He takes his mouth away as my inhibitions fade into full release. I feel cum landing on my stomach with each contraction - one, two, three, four - while his hand continues to stoke me. He continues stroking until I am drained. It takes me a moment to collect my thoughts with my head again spinning, this time from the full release I've just experienced.

Almost as quickly as he cleaned up after coming into his hand, I find myself cleaning up in the same bathroom right after him. As we get dressed and continue making small talk about RV life, the awkwardness returns. We are soon driving back but I am more relaxed and less nervous. We exchange good byes when I drop him off and I am left to process the experience on my drive home.

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Epilogue.

Like many first-time experiences this encounter felt incredibly awkward. Despite that, it remains a vivid memory of his talented mouth and me pleasuring a man to completion. My main regret is not having more time to explore and experience that beautiful cock.