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Sue and I met at work. We became part of group that got together regularly for parties. She was engaged and I was going with some one. As it turned out, her fiance was gay and my girlfriend was lesbian. I knew her fiance well and if I'd had any idea he was gay this story might turn out entirely different.

Anyway, Sue and I became good friends and while I was in the Army for two years we corresponded constantly. After I got out we started dating and in about 10 months were engaged. We would make out like crazy, me fondling her tits and fingering her pussy while she stroked my hard cock. Once we got to the point of my cock being between her legs where just a slight movement would have let me slip in. But, we were both raised to not have sex until after the wedding and we stuck to that although neither of us were virgins. I had no idea, until our wedding night, that Sue' s mother had also taught her daughters that sex was an evil thing that women just had to tolerate in order to please their husbands. I found out when, just at the point of penetration, she pulled away and started to cry. We did, however, have sex the following morning and everything seemed okay. Our sex remained missionary and she would have nothing to do with oral, neither giving nor receiving.

We decided to have a child and her attitude changed. We couldn't fuck enough! That changed again as soon as she found out she was pregnant. Sex stopped and stayed stopped until after our son was several months old. Then we decided to have another and again she was hot to trot and again she went cold as soon as pregnancy was confirmed.

At the same time, early '70s, sexual revolution time, my workplace was a sexual hotbed and I began to take advantage. That will be taken up in later chapters. I guess that made me bolder and more aggressive and Sue began to come around. She started letting me go down on her and give her shuddering orgasms. She started sucking my cock, although to this day she has never let me cum in her mouth.

As time has gone on we settled into regular sex, then infrequent sex, then showering together where she would use the shower massage on her clit while I fingered her g-spot. After she got off she would jack me off. In the last few years her health has deteriorated and she has gained a lot of weight. She has real body consciousness issues and won't let me see her naked. Consequently we no longer shower together, but she tells me when she has had a good orgasm in the shower and I tell her when I've jacked off. So we have a good sexual relationship that way. I, of course, do not tell her when I have the opportunity to get with an FWB for a good suck session. She has no clue about my bi side.

We've known each other for 53 years and have been in this loving, but fucked up sexually, marriage for over 49 and we're going to stay this way until one of us dies.

I started this project of going into detail about the lovers I'd listed in the blog post "How Many He Asked." I got through #1, Jim and #2, Charlie, then got side tracked.
At age 21 I still had had only M2M sex, but was craving pussy. Lorna and I were coworkers who partied on weekends with a hard drinking bunch. She was 7 years older and had five kids. She had a nice figure, just a bit plump all over and was horny after being divorced for 10 months. As a party wound down, she and I were the only ones left other than the host who was cleaning up in the kitchen. We started making out on the couch and were at it pretty hot and heavy when the host told us to go so he could go to bed. Crap! Blue balls again.
The next party, a week later, was New Years Eve 1963. Lorna and I started kissing while dancing. I got hard, she could feel it and suggested we go to my place. My first time with a fully naked woman! I reveled in the sight and feel of her body. I kissed her all over and was just ready to kiss her pussy when she pulled me up onto her, grasped my throbbing cock and guided it into that wet pussy. OMG, I greeted 1964 no longer a virgin.
With her kids and our different work schedules it was hard to get time together, but we did and fucked like crazy when we could.
It soon became apparent that she was looking for a hubby and Papa to those kids and I was the target. Yikes! How do I get out of this gracefully? Uncle Sam solved the problem. I was drafted and when I came back in 2 years she had found a more age appropriate guy and was married.

Until fairly recently, I had no interest in playing with a man's cock or having mine played with. I have for many years, been very turned on by what is commonly called "tranny porn", sometimes far more than straight themed stuff. Now, like many guys who are like this, I asked myself "am I gay"? The standard reply I've read from "experts" mentioned on web sites is "no", that it is more like a kink or fetish. So I accepted that for a while but then I started to notice a growing interest in "gay" porn and while it is no where near as much of an interest as "tranny" or "straight" porn, it can be a turn on. Not all of it, some of it is a turn off, but still, there is enough that arouses me that I started to wonder. I've had some experiences with trans people/cross dressers in the past and it seemed that the femminine aspect of their appearance was important to me being turned on, and that otherwise, I wasn't interested in men. That has slowly changed to the point that I really do identify as bi as I can get off on a man, woman, or trans/cd, though it tends to cycle in terms of which interests me at any particular point. So I'm starting to wonder if the party line about "no" not gay is a bit of a myth. I can get off on "gay" sex so am i still not? Overall I think labels don't do us service as we can't truly be pigeon holed, but on the other hand, to maintain the argument that one can be turned on by someone who is trans (and pre-op so they have a cock) and still be "straight". in the end it doesn't really matter, but I do wonder what the benefit of maintaining this argument is. The one issue though that makes me think that there is some truth to it is that I don't have the emotional connection to men like I dootherwise. So really I go around in circles if I let myself. But as I said earlier, does it really matter?

Beard or no beard? Pussy is amazing, cock is pretty cool too. Some cock is...

[COLOR=#000000][FONT=wf_segoe-ui_normal][COLOR=#212121]I was reminded of a story, this morning, of something I heard about, a long time ago.

In September 1961, I was on a troop ship, coming back from 2 years in Germany, when I heard one of the strangest stories, ever.

On the 2nd day at sea, a soldier, who was in a bunk across the isle from me, got into an argument with a sailor and it turned into a fight.

The soldier blooded the sailor's nose, so they put him in the brig.

The sailor, who the soldier said started the fight, went Scott free.

After an investigation, however, the Navy determined the sailor was in the wrong, so they released the soldier. He'd spent 3 days in the brig by then.

The soldier told me that there was another guy in the brig; a Navy cook, who'd been assigned to cook exclusively for the officer's mess.

He told me the cook was a "strange character". At odd times, for no reason, the cook would break out in uncontrollable laughter...he would laugh until he had tears in his eyes!

The soldier asked the sailor, what was so funny, but the cook remarked that he'd never believe it.

Later, they got to talking and developed some rapport. So, the next time the cook began laughing, the soldier asked again, what he was incarcerated for?

Once again, the cook hesitated to reveal his crime!

This was the morning of the 3rd day, just before the soldier was to be released. He begged the cook, one more time, to say what he was going to be court marshaled for?

Finally, the cook relented and told him:

He said he'd grown sick of waiting hand and foot on the officers, because no matter what he did, he could not satisfy them.

They griped about the food, the coffee, how he was dressed, the lack of variety of food, etc, etc; they were so spoiled and, being on a troop ship, they had the easiest jobs in the Navy. (according to the cook)

The cook said he tried to get a transfer, to another ship, or another job on that ship, but a transfer was denied. So, for over a year, he'd been getting his revenge in the only way he could...by doing things to the officer's food!

To his credit, he didn't do anything, like use poison, or something that would make anyone sick. But in some ways, some might think it worse, for what he did do!

The soldier asked again, what he did?

The cook said that; once a week, he opened up a big canned ham and prepared it for the officers evening meal.

Canned ham has a kind of jelly all over it and it's very slick. He noticed that there was a cavity in some hams, where the bone was removed. It, too, was filled with that same slick jelly.

He began thinking that the hole reminded him of a wet pussy and the thought immediately got him hard!

So, he held the ham down on the butcher block and fucked it until he came inside the bone-hole! If he was particularly horny, he'd cum in it twice!

Then, he'd cook, then serve the ham to the Navy officers.

Mysteriously, those hams were one of the few things the officers rarely complained about! There were rarely any left-overs.

The cook kept that up, once a week, for months. Ham-day became his favorite meal to prepare, for more than one reason, as the reader might surmise!

Then, one day, he was having his way with a ham, when the executive officer walked in and caught him!

The Marine security immediately came and hauled the cook off to the brig, to await trial!

The sailor was laughing heartily, tears were in his eyes, as he finished his story!

The soldier said, "My God, man, they're going to hang your ass; aren't you scared?"

The cook replied, "Oh, I know I'm up the creek, but, when I think of how many hams those sons-a-bitches ate........before they caught me, I can't help but laugh my ass off!"

I know the story sounds far-fetched, but I really do think what the soldier told me the truth!

You couldn't make this stuff up, could you?





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Over 30 years ago while attending school I was just an average guy who wanted to leave home and experience the world. Losing my virginity in high school was something I will always remember and cherish. However my collage days were so different that even after all these years are as vivid as if it happened yesterday. Bouncing from bed to bed sowing my seed wherever I could until I met this farm girl from North Dakota. Drop dead gorgeous and loved to fuck. But I quickly realized that just one cock was not enough for her. Curious to see what would happen I invited my best friend over for drinks. My friend who I had known since I was a 5 years old we explored our sexuality together. Anyway after a few drinks, Mona was getting frisky and started to stroke my crotch when I asked her if Randy could join in. She didn't hesitate and accepted. Randy's cock got hard and he unzipped and she went after it. In a matter of minutes we were all naked and was eager to please us. On all fours she led Randy's cock into her muff and she was deep throttling me. Having Randy's balls rubbing on my face while he fucked her was a huge turn on. He would pullout long enough to let me suck her juices of his cock and then starting fucking her hard as hell and dumped his load and she rubbed her pussy on my face, and then I turned around and fucked her harder than I ever had before. And blowing my load filling her well fucked pussy. Once she found out that Randy and I were really good friends we all sat around naked when she got up and made a phone call to someone. Sitting around drinking she admitted to also being Bi and just invited a friend over. 45 minutes later someone knocked on the door and Mona said it was Lisa, still naked she answered the door and let Lisa in. A very attractive black girl with I tight little ass. She came in and sat next to her and Mona said we had been having some fun and Lisa started fingering her pussy and commented how wet it was. Mona said there are 2 loads of cum in there, would you like some? In no time Lisa was between her legs licking our cum, both our cocks were rock hard when Mona said show us girls how men suck cock so I eagerly slid my lips onto his 8 in fuck stick and swallowed his whole length. Lisa then started sucking my cock, and she motioned for me to fuck her so I started fucking her and it was so tight I almost lost my load. We fucked and sucked each other for another hour or so and passed out in bed. Waking up our faces and bodies sticky from all the cum we managed a shower. Our 4 some went on like that for the remainder of my collage days.

I don't have a lot of experience but I did like to suck. The idea of going to a glory hole fascinates be but even at 56 being a shy newbie I wouldn't know how to proceed I live on long Island anyone have any suggestions

Hypothetically, let say a man or woman is attracted to men and women. They fantasize about it, they prefer bisexual porn however they are in a monogamous. Would they be classified as bisexual, non-practicing bisexual, monogamous, or strictly straight/gay? What are your thoughts?

Another hypothetical situation. Let say a man only looks at gay porn but only has sex with women. Let’s say they also do not like bisexual porn. (I know going out on a limb with this hypothetical). Straight, gay or bi?

Any other hypotheticals you could think of?