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  1. The Good Times - Part II

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]In later years, I'd have guys telling me that they wish they had grown up with me and I'd laugh and say that it would be a sure bet that you would have enjoyed every nasty minute of it.

    Between the ages of 16 and 25, well, things changed and not always in good ways. Girls were obviously very worried about getting pregnant - I got my girlfriend pregnant when I was fifteen and despite what our parents said, we planned to have a baby together. Yeah... I was still fucking other girls when I could but there were still a lot of guys who couldn't get any pussy even if they tried to pay for it; that meant a lot of hard dicks and very full balls and I was more than willing to prevent my "brothers" from suffering from horrible cases of blue balls.

    I did think it was funny that some of the guys I had sex with really would have their balls turn blue. I'd graduated from high school, enlisted in the USAF and despite the very strict rules about fraternization and homosexuality, still plenty of pussy to be had... and a whole lot of dicks and asses that needed attention. It was risky as hell - no one wanted to wind up getting a dishonorable discharge but it's no surprise that a lot of guys would rather risk getting one than to deal with the pain and frustration having blue balls brings to the table.

    I didn't understand it (not like I do now) but there were more gay guys than guys like me; what I did know was that guys like me didn't want to be misidentified as being a gay guy. Those poor souls were pretty much being brutalized and it clicked in my mind that guys like me were becoming harder to find because of the way gay guys were being mistreated, abused and, in some parts of the country, murdered.

    Being married with two kids was very serious business... but being a married man was like being a magnet not only for other women but for a lot of equally married guys. I was, at first, astonished at how many married guys wanted dick even though their wives were giving up the pussy, well, whenever she felt like it. Even I felt and knew that my wife could fuck me twice a day, every day but the need for some dick just wouldn't go away so there were still plenty of guys who felt the same way even though they'd act pretty weird and funny about getting some.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  2. The Good Times - Part I

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]If you've been reading, between the ages of 9 and 16, my god, I was literally a fiend for sex. Pussies, dicks - didn't matter nor did anyone, any place or time.

    "Hey... do you wanna do it?"

    Loved hearing that question being asked. Got to the point where I knew it was gonna be asked and I'd be in a "wait for it" moment, feeling the anticipation and the tingly comfort of my dick stirring in my pants while getting a bit of a rush over the sense of fear because getting busted having sex in that period of my life was something to be avoided.

    I'd say that I had the good fortune to grow up with some pretty horny kids; once that train got rolling, there was no stopping it. Screwing girls was fun... but having sex with boys was even better and I'd also say that it was because we weren't supposed to do it to each other. So a guy would ask The Question and for me, the answer was always, "Yes! What do you wanna do?"

    Didn't matter to me if it was sucking dicks or taking turns fucking; I'd drop my pants and stuff quick, fast, and in a hurry because I was shooting the "baby making stuff" and once I got over how fucking scary that first time was, yeah - nothing was better than being able to shoot it and every chance I got. It was just too much fun to have a guy shoot his stuff into my mouth or in my butt, listening to him making all kinds of silly noises that, at any other time, would be all too funny. Nothing got me more excited to be told, "I'm gonna shoot..." and the sheer anticipation of the arrival of sperm into my body was so delicious and exciting.

    And the good part? All any of us had to do was wait five minutes and we were ready to do it again. There were too many days - especially in the summer - where I'd leave the house - or get thrown out by my parents - and I'd spend all of my outside time sucking dick, being fucked and eating pussy and fucking girls and delighting in hearing them giggle and keep saying, "Do it to me, do it faster, just shoot it in me!"

    When I discovered that where I lived wasn't the only area of the city where kids like me were enjoying sex? Better than heaven! Go to summer camp? Plenty of dicks to be sucked and nice boy asses to fuck and those kids, who started out being strangers on day one, got to be good friends when they'd want to have sex with me. In my mind, it couldn't get any better than this, to not be one of those guys who were constantly begging girls for some pussy and not getting it because there were just too many boys who'd want to do it and want it done to them.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  3. The Dare - Part VI

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The word did get out and, surprisingly, I didn't get a whole lot of grief about being a cock sucker. The word also got out that when playing Truth or Dare, unless you really wanted to have an interesting time having sex, you might not want to dare me but you can probably imagine or remember what it was like to be in high school - I was getting dragged into Truth or Dare games even when I didn't want to play, being dared to eat every girl in attendance or to suck the dick of any guy brave enough to be sucked.

    In later years, eh, it probably wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done and it did make me lose a few friends along the way... but I didn't regret it then and sure as fuck don't regret any of it now. For a few weeks in school, it made me nervous to see people looking at me, whispering behind my back and knowing what they were whispering about. Sure... it got me laid... a lot; for some reason, a guy who ate pussy and sucked dick was interesting and hot to some girls and I got to find out that a lot of the guys I knew very much liked to suck cock and be sucked.

    My share of the cost of that apartment, by today's standards, wasn't a whole lot - something like $50-$75 dollars but there was a lot of us who pitched in to keep and maintain the apartment. And I sure as hell got my money's worth! We even got with the some of the members of the soon to be senior class after us and "sold" our apartment to them, something we profited in.

    I have some very fond memories of my senior year and that apartment...[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  4. The Dare - Part IV

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Miss Cock Tease said, "Wow, you can really ball but, shit, I didn't think you'd take the dare!"

    "I wanted to fuck you," I said. "Sucking a dick to be able to do it wasn't that big of a deal."

    "Well, um, you know, if you wanna ball again later, I wouldn't say no," she said, blushing quite a bit.

    "Okay - just let me know," I said.

    "I will but under one condition," she said.

    "What?"

    "That guy you're gonna meet after sixth period? Let me watch you suck each other and you both can get this pussy," she said.

    You can guess what happened after sixth period, right? All I can say is I don't know which one of us enjoyed that moment the most; me, because I got to suck dick and eat/fuck pussy, or her because she got to play with two dicks.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  5. The Dare - Part III

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The fact that there were five other girls sitting there watching me kinda bothered me but, yeah - I wanted this pussy more than any pussy I've ever wanted and kissed my way down her body until I reached her pussy; I spread her legs, felt no resistance, and literally dove right in there; a part of my mind was wondering if exposing the fact that I sucked dick was worth the price of being able to fuck his girl and after just one lick, yeah - I was well worth it.

    The other girls are going off, saying shit like, "Holy shit - he's really eating her!" and other such stuff and I tuned it out as best I could and did my best to eat that pussy right off of her body. I was so busy eating her that I didn't notice that things were getting a bit... crowded on the bed; I came up for air - she's looking at me like "Why did you stop?" and there are two more girls on the bed with us, one eating pussy and the other fumbling around looking for my dick... so I kinda slid in that direction was was rewarded with feeling her lips close around my dick.

    The girl I'm eating is having orgasm after orgasm; I can feel her clit pulsing in my mouth and not unlike a guy's dick when he's cumming. She's moaning, groaning, cussing and I guess she had the big one because she was trying to get away from me like her ass was on fire.

    "Fuck me - stick it in me, goddammit!" she shouted. The girl sucking - or not so much now - my dick let go of me and I damned near hurt myself getting into position and driving my dick into her as far as it would go. Honestly? The last thing I remember was seeing "that look" on her face as my dick split her wide and deep and I did hear a girl say, "Wow... he's got all of that dick in her shit!"

    The rest is a blur but, shit yeah, I fucked her and taking her dare was more than worth having my cock-sucking secret being revealed. I'm cumming, she's cumming - the two babes crowded on the bed with us are both cumming - and it was amazing, well, until I pulled out of her and kinda sat up to clear my head...

    And saw that we had quite the audience. I realized we had been making enough noise to get everyone's attention; the guys are looking at me like, "You lucky motherfucker!" and some of the girls are eyeballing my shrinking cock covered with our combined juices. This one guy came over to me, shook my hand, and said, "I'd have sucked a dick to get that pussy, too - did you like sucking him?"

    "You saw that?" I asked. Kinda unnerving but, again, that pussy was worth it.

    "Sure did," he said, rubbing his crotch. "We should come back after sixth period, you know what I mean?"

    I did and I didn't give a fuck about hiding my secret any longer. I just nodded to him and started looking for my clothes.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  6. The Dare - Part II

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]All the girls seemed to know that something was gonna happen; I looked at all of them and just said, "Fuck it;" I got the guy's dick out - it was way bigger than I would have thought - and started sucking him thinking that if my "secret" wasn't known to everyone before now, it was certainly gonna be.

    The girls are losing their minds and I'm trying to ignore their cheering and startled statements so I could pay attention to the big dick in my mouth. Now, the dare wasn't that the dick had to be sucked off - just sucked - but once I tasted him, well, um, I was gonna make him cum. As I'm sucking, I hear one girl tell Miss Cock Tease, "You might as well get undressed... you're gonna owe him some pussy!"

    The guy I was sucking came in my mouth and once I'd finished with him, he zipped up, looked at me and said, "I hope it's worth it."

    "It already was," I said, giving him a wink - then turned to the girl who made the dare... and she was even more gorgeous naked. I don't really remember getting out of my clothes or even moving but the next thing I knew, I was naked on the bed with her when she put a hand on my chest and said, "If you eat my pussy, you can cum inside me, okay?"

    Now I could understand the "trick" she used to keep from getting fucked; guys just weren't all that into eating pussy. I smiled at her because she obviously didn't know the rather unflattering nickname I had amongst my peers - Taster's Choice - because if there was pussy to be eaten, I was the guy who'd eat it. I guess she thought she was going to escape being fucked because she got a scared look on her face when I said, "Okay - I love eating pussy..."

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  7. The Dare - Part I

    [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]In my senior year of high school, we had a class meeting and someone came up with the brilliant idea to rent an apartment in the complex that was right next door to the school. We put a project together, found an adult to make the arrangements and, we had a place to hang out at and for whatever reason we wanted to hang out - as long as participants coughed up their share of the costs of the place.[/FONT]

    [FONT=verdana]One day, a bunch of us were hanging out in our apartment, chilling, getting high, and a few of us were playing Truth or Dare, a game that for a lot of us, turned into having sex - not that this was probably the main attraction to begin with. There was this one girl that [/FONT][B]everyone [/B][FONT=verdana]wanted to fuck - just straight up gorgeous - but word was that getting into her panties was damned near impossible and she was known as a cock-tease. A couple of guys did get lucky with her but when asked, they refused to say how they got to fuck her.[/FONT]

    [FONT=verdana]On this day, however, girlfriend got pretty stoned and for once, participated in Truth or Dare. The game was kinda predictable, going from telling secrets to daring someone to have some kind of sex. As I recall, there were five guys and six girl playing - including me and Miss Cock Tease - when it was her turn to issue the Truth or Dare call and I know I was wondering what was gonna come out of her mouth. Lord knows I was dying to get next to her, to taste that pussy and fill it up with my dick and cum.[/FONT]

    [FONT=verdana]"Here's the dare," she said, swaying from side to side. "It's for the boys, okay? If you suck one of the dicks sitting here, you can get this pussy - right now!"[/FONT]

    [FONT=verdana]Three of the guys got up and left immediately, leaving me and one other guy staring at her like she'd grown a third eye. The girls still there were giggling and instigating things, telling us that if we really wanted her pussy, we should take the dare. I'd already made up my mind to accept it... except, I wasn't sure if the other guy - who I didn't know that well - would sacrifice his dick so I could fuck that unattainable pussy. We sat there looking at each other and I could see him thinking about whether this girl's pussy was worth the "humiliation" of sucking my dick and he shook his head just enough to tell me that, nope - he wasn't gonna blow me just to get some pussy.

    I was... quite buzzed. I nodded that I understood him but gave him a look that asked him to get me suck his dick so I could get that pussy and he finally nodded after what felt like three days of thinking about it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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  8. The Double Standard - Part V

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I wish I could tell you that I "made this up" but believe me - every word of this is true even if it means that I'm admitting that there was a time in my life where I didn't understand bisexuality as well as I thought, that and I learned something about sex that, at that time, I thought was impossible.

    By the time my girl got home, I was totally worn out and looked like I had been in a fight; I had scratches and hickies all over me so when my girl walked into the bedroom and saw us lying there, she actually smiled and said, "I see you two have been getting to know each other better! That's good!"

    Then she got undressed and climbed into bed with us. Okay, I figured she wanted some alone time with our lover so I started to ease my battered body out of the bed when she asked, "Where are you going?"

    "I thought you'd want to be alone," I said - god, I sounded like the biggest wimp on the planet! "And I need to go to the bathroom, so..."

    "Well, you thought wrong," she said - and the look in her eyes was both highly lusty and predatory. "Go handle your business... then get your ass back her; did you really think you weren't gonna give me my dick or you were done for the night?"

    "Well, uh, yeah, I did," I said and again, sounding very lame, naive and dare I say - pussy-whipped?

    They both laughed at me and there was no humor in it at all. For the first time in my life, I found myself in a situation where I was way over my head and still didn't know what to do about it... other than to do what I was told to do.

    This became an every other day thing in our home and on weekends? I thought that I'd never be so happy to have to work some weekends because that would be eight hours or so that I wouldn't have these two women taking my ass apart at the seams and pretty much being a sex slave to them. Now, you might think that this was the ideal situation... except, I was still being told that I'd better not even think about getting some dick.

    But I did even if to just be defiant; I had to "fight back" against this double standard and, yeah, had to reclaim my manhood. And, yep - when they found out - and because the guy I had sex with ratted me out - I was pretty sure that I was gonna have to physically defend myself and our lesbian lover actually took a swing at me!

    That was the last straw. I don't hit women... but I'm not ever not going to defend myself. I stopped her from hitting me and the looks they gave me wasn't the looks I had expected. Instead of being "fearful," they both got excited! This was not a good thing and even though we did get to "tussling" it was purely sex-driven and for the first time in a couple of months, when it was all said and done, the two of them were sleeping it off...

    And I was sitting there working on how to escape from this insanity. And I did eventually escape albeit a year later and even then, I just packed my things and left. They wanted to know why and I told them that it wasn't the sex I had a problem with - it was the double standard being forced onto me, that it was okay for her to get all the pussy she wanted but I wasn't allowed to get the dick I wanted? Enough was enough and despite the two of them saying that if I wanted dick, I could get some, I wasn't buying it.

    So I left... but with my whole mindset changed about love, sex, and relationships forever. It was the major event in my life that, when my wife would, one day, lay an ultimatum on me about her being able to get some pussy (and dick if she wanted to), made it easier for me to get my head around despite being furious over that matter.

    The double standard is so totally fucked up and it's still in effect today and I think we'd all be better off if it just went away and stayed away...[/SIZE][/FONT]
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