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  1. I would like to know how some of you guys got into man sex. or me or

    For me to be honest was when I was probably 13 or so. I openly admit to being molested as a kid by an older guy that was buds with my brother. I used to witness them jerking off and I was amazed at the cum that shot from their dicks. One night he came over and my brother wasn’t there so he had some beer and said come on kid let’s have some fun. We walked to the barn and we sat drinking beer and he after awhile said boy, manhood is just around the corner so you better be ready. He took out his dick and started stroking it and said listen, your brothers are supposed to teach you but since they are not here I may as well teach you. But don’t tell them what we do but I will teach you how to please a girl when the time comes. So he introduced me to his cock and guided my mouth to it and worked it until he said now take your pants off and lay down, I did as I was told and got on my back and he put his dick between my legs with out penetrating me and thrust like it was a pussy and it wasn’t long before he cummed hard against my ass hole and said how did that feel, I said it felt fine. That went on for a couple of years and over that time I was swallowing cum.

    It it wasn’t until I turned 17 that I felt my 1st cock enter my ass, and after the initial entry loved every minute of it. After 4 anal sessions that was the last of it until collage where I guess I was lucky enough to have a gay room mate that pounded me silly on a weekly basis. Fast forward 40years and after being married and still am to the same women of 33 years I find myself a true bottom to a select few.

    Im curious as to how others got started, I know now I was molested but back then a 13yr old don’t know what that is. I thought it was just a right of passage and didn’t know any better. Regrets perhaps but I’m still me but like life with a little twist.

    Let’s talk about how you became a bottom.
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  2. 54 and still trying to figure it out...

    So here I am. 54 years old and living by myself for the first time in my life.

    I was married for 22 years to a woman that I've since discovered is/was frigid and a narcissist. I didn't know she was frigid until I started having sex with women that liked having sex and I didn't know she was a narcissist until someone pointed it out to me, I looked it up and then realized that was her in a nutshell.

    My trip to being bisexual started back in the early 90s with the advent of the internet and me spending way too much time in hotels alone as I traveled for work. I discovered the world of chat rooms, free porn and IMs. I started thinking about guys and wondering what it would be like to be with another man. My now ex wife wasn't satisfying me...we had sex once or twice a month and it was very vanilla missionary, no oral, no touching and no talk.

    Soon after my divorce I had a woman ask me out...that was a new experience for me. We met for drinks a couple of times and then one night she asked me to come over to watch TV...the original Netflix and Chill scenario. I went over and within 30 minutes we were in her bed naked and playing. This is when I found out women really do enjoy sex. Robin taught me all kinds of things. I fell in love with her because of that...big mistake. I should have kept it casual and not tried to be her husband. Not what she wanted and not what I needed to do. We dated on and off for a year and the sex was always great! She enjoyed anal...my first experience with that. Mind blown!

    We broke up after about a year and I started going online to date...always a challenge but I met a few people, had some laughs, had some sex but really haven't found the one. Maybe I should just stay single...

    During this entire trip I've been toying with what I call my bi-side. Looking at gay porn, thinking about MMF encounters, looking at sites like this one and other similar bi-sexual sites...always wondering. About 5 years ago I actually met someone I found here, my first MM encounter. We had coffee, I was nervous as hell and didn't do anything. I regretted that immediately. 2nd encounter went better. He came to my house, he asked to run through the shower. He came into my bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist came up to me, grabbed my cock through my shorts and started kissing me...I'm talking making out type of kissing. It wasn't what I expected but it made my cock grow even harder. He dropped his towel and I grabbed a strangers cock for the 1st time...it felt amazing. Making out with a guy, feeling his stubble rub on my cheeks, stroking his cock as he played with mine. Before I knew it we was sitting on the edge of the bed sucking my cock...letting me fuck his mouth. IT WAS AMAZING! I didn't want it to end so I pulled out of his mouth, got on my knees and started licking his cock. Before I knew it I had his head in my mouth, then more, then more until I was trying to put the entire length down my throat. It was glorious! This went on for awhile and we ended up on the bed sucking and stroking each other. He finally got me to cum and I tried to do the same to him. I made the mistake of getting him close and then backing off, my first experience with edging. He got kind of soft so I went to work on getting him hard again until he finally came...what a fucking turn on that morning was.

    Since then we've talked and tried to hook up a couple of times but life keeps getting the in the way.

    I'm still dating, actually moved in with a woman, got engaged and after 5 years we broke up...that's another story for the next installment.

    So here I sit...living alone for the 1st time in my life, still trying to figure out who I am and what the next step is.
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  3. First time LA California area??

    Anybody wanna meet up and try a bi First time make 20 year old? I experimenting
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  4. Up north cabin

    Even though my wife and I still enjoy great sex, she knows my bi side knows no bounds and my desires are endless. She has often said she has a hard time keeping up with my sexual wants. Of course her pussy is always filled my me and my buddies cum. But even he said he enjoys our man fun together and would like to get away for a long weekend to excercise our fantasies. We took a long weekend trip up north over the holiday weekend and had a raunchy good time. My cabin a very remote and the chance of seeing anyone is quite remote, we arrived and got settled in and started drinking and by Friday afternoon I had swallowed my 1st of many loads. Unknowing to me he had invited a 3rd guy who he knew and as I was still tasting his cum a knock on the door surprised me. I threw on my shorts and answered the door, it was a guy I hadn’t seen in years and was surprised to see him. He came in and said he was there for the party. My buddy laughed and said remember I said I had a surprise. It had been years since I had seen this guy and was thinking holy shit if memory serves I will be hurting by the end of the weekend. After some small talk it wasn’t long before I was on my knees swallowing his gorgious cock. As I worked his cock my regular was behind me fingering my wanting ass and then I felt a cold splash of lube being applied and him inching his big cock deep in my man pussy. I pulled of his cock and they took turns slowly fucking me until what seemed like a river of precum leaking from my cock I exploded and made a huge mess on the couch, seeing me cum was all it took for Al to start a hard pounding as he shot a huge load deep in my ass and as he finished Steve finished in me as well. Afterwards we laid there naked and satisfied and learned that Al was there for the whole weekend so I am not sure if we even put any clothes on for 3 days, whenever one of them got hard I was there to take care of it. By the end of the weekend, my ass was stretched out so much I could have parked my truck in there. I think the best part was getting woke up in the middle of the night with a cock being shoved down my throat until he came. The whole weekend my ass was leaking cum and my breath was that of sweat and cum. I can’t wait until hunting season.
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  5. Difficult to meet anyone?

    by , Sep 5, 2018 at 11:05 AM (My journey into being a Bi Married Man)
    I understand that most posts are from the states, but I would like to think there are some members who are from Toronto, GTA or nearby cities/towns Aren't there? I've only ever met one person from this site and that was many years ago.

    I don't recall if there was a way to only search for members close by. perhaps someone can confirm for me.
  6. Evolving a fetish, Part 1...Football and Watersports

    It was November, 2007. It was a Sunday, probably a couple weeks before Thanksgiving. My fiance (now wife) was planning for us to head to her folks' place for the holiday, I remember that...I just don't remember which Sunday it was.


    We were still in Milwaukee at the time. I had a pretty decent circle of friends I hung out with, some were D&D friends, some were comic book buddies, some were work friends...then there were the fuckbuddies.


    It was Mark and Ray, mostly. They were a couple in their mid 40's who'd been together for about 20 years or so. Mark was average height and build, which for Wisconsin meant he was a bit heavier than average, but wore it well. He had full head of salt-and-pepper hair he kept cut very short with a stylish wave in the front and always had a pair of small wire-rimmed glasses over his brown eyes. Ray was a touch over 6' and had a cyclists build that he kept in fantastic condition by...cycling. He was utterly hairless all over..save his wispy eyebrows.. as he'd started losing it from the top of his head in high school and just decided to go with the flow. In bed, Mark was an easy versatile guy, happy to receive attention to his thick nearly 7" uncut meat or ease down onto what you offered. Ray was all top and amazing at it. His 7.5" was just narrow enough at the tip and just fat enough at the base, with just the right amount of curve to hit you perfectly when you least expected it.


    There was also Kevin and Tommy. Kevin was in his late 40's, built like a man of the wilderness, all hair and muscle, but not cut or ripped...more like that bear type where you KNOW he's built like a beefcake, he just doesn't do the gym thing. Tommy was his current beau. He was barely in his 20's and cut in all the ways Kevin wasn't. Tommy was a beast OF the gym, just a hair under 6' tall, perfectly done hair, perfectly built body. They were both vers as the day was long, which did well for me. Tommy, 6.5" and thick, Kevin, 5.75" and thicker. I'd been introduced to them at a Ray's birthday party the year before and we'd just clicked.


    That Sunday I'd been invited over to Mark and Ray's to watch the Packer game. Tommy was there as well, all dressed in Vikings apparel. He'd been born and raised in Rochester, Minnesota and they were playing that day. Mark and Ray were both Wisconsin natives, so they were green and gold. I was born in South Dakota...no sports teams...


    While the game was setting up and we were getting our first couple beers out of the way, Ray offered an idea for the game, "Let's make it interesting" he said, a wild glimmer in his eye, "Take a guess on how the first score is going to go. Whoever gets the score method correct gets to fuck whoever gets it most wrong. Then they've got to fuck them until their team scores next, and flip."


    "What if you guess wrong there, buddy?" I said to Ray, knowing he doesn't bottom.


    He laughed, "Oh, I never lose this game, kiddo."


    I chose that the Vikings would get a field goal. Mark said "Packers, field goal, all the way." Tommy said, "No, based on how they've been playing, and how the Vikings have been, I'd say Packers will get a regular touchdown." and finally Ray said, "guess that means Vikings touchdown for me."


    Well, sure enough in the first quarter, the Packers got a touchdown. Tommy downed his fourth beer and did his woohoo dance, then looked at his Vikings jersey and went, "aw shit." Ray said, "Well, I guess that means Joe there bottoms...he's the furthest from right...wrong team, wrong method."


    I stood up and shucked off my pants. Tommy did the same, except it was better to look at. His beautiful six and a half inches was already hard and ready to go. Mark reached into one of the cubbies of his couch-side table where they kept some lube and tossed it to me, where I prepped myself a bit, then reached over and stroked Tommy's shaft and head, liberally coating it.


    Assuming the position, I faced the TV and waited. Tommy's hands grabbed my hips and I felt the fat knob of his head press against me. I was in better practice at this time, so I just waited until I felt some pressure, then bore down as I let him ease himself inside.


    Within two plays, his hips were slapping against my asscheeks as he shuttled himself from just on the rim of his head to balls deep, every stroke. I felt the head of him as he'd pull me back thrum against my prostate for just a second, then the rub of the ridge along his underside, the whole time sending an electric shock clear through to the tip of my own rock hard prick.


    Mark and Ray watched from the couch, lazily stroking each other while watching, and to be honest, it was a great addition to the game.


    Tommy, however, didn't have the staying power that one would hope for. Just as the first quarter's ending, I feel him slam inside me once, then twice, then his already thick shaft begins swelling further as I feel the width of him vibrating with his orgasm. I'd been close too. Dangit.


    "Whew, that was awesome" He says, and starts to pull out.


    Just as he's almost out, Ray says, "Hey! The rules were you fuck until your team scores next. The Vikings haven't scored. You stay in."


    Tommy kind of glanced at him, "What, are you serious?" I looked back as Ray nodded. Tommy just shrugged, "I can dig that." and plunged himself balls deep back into me, but without moving.


    A few minutes later we'd adjusted. I was now lying on the floor with Tommy lying on top of me, still buried to the hilt, but not fully erect. The Vikings hadn't even been trying. All of a sudden, I felt Tommy start to pull up a bit, "OK, I've got to go take a leak."


    Ray said, "Where do you think you're going? The Vikings haven't scored." He just said matter-of-factly.


    Tommy repeated, "I've got to take a leak. Don't worry, I'll be right back." He pulled back just a hair more, but Mark put his foot on his butt, pushing him back down on me and back inside.


    "Tommy, bud, the rules were, you fuck until your team scores. Your. Team. Hasn't. Scored." Mark repeated, jacking himself with a new sort of energy.


    Tommy had a strange look on his face and a stranger tone to his voice, "Look, if I don't go to the can here in like, a minute, I'm going to piss right here. Like, right in here." I thought about that, I mean, I'd accidentally had it happen once with no ill effects.


    "Well then," Ray said, "Piss right in there. I'm sure Joe can handle it."


    Tommy said with a new tone, "Look, I'm not joking."


    "I didn't figure you were." Ray replied, "go ahead."


    Tommy sort of fidgeted a second. He breathed kind of strangely for a few moments. Then with an almost guttural "unnnh" I felt him swell again. This time, I felt myself start filling. Much the same way I feel when I used an enema, except this time it was body-temperature warm.


    "Oh God" Tommy said, and I could feel him getting erect again as he continued unloading his bladder into my colon. "Jesus, man. I'm...uh...wow."


    It went on for what seemed like 10 minutes, but was probably only a moment or two. When he'd finished, I was left with that full, almost cramping feeling and his massive erection deep in me.


    "See?" Ray queried, "I told you he could take it. Probably kind of enjoyed it, right Joe?"


    I just laid my head down, "Yeah, I think I did."


    The Vikings never did score. He sat there through halftime and 2 more quarters. He pissed again, but this time some of it squeaked out alongside his shaft.


    I got home later that evening, and when the fiance asked me how the game went, all I could say was, "I think I have a new fetish."
  7. Finally telling the truth. MWM 54 - you can too

    So i didnt realize that having sex w boys at a young age was a bad thing. i didnt ask for it or even know what it was. but a neighbor and older brother of my best friend and his girlfriend decided that i was hot and wanted to have sex w me. they were 20 ish i was 16 ish. the only thing i knew was different was that i had a big 7"+ thick cock, blue eyes, 12 pack, ass that you could put a shot glass on, and no reason to ever think being naked was a weird thing. he had a really great cock, she was amy shumer with a huge bush. i was drunk and loved the whole thing. we got naked, licked, sucked, fucked each other. had a lot of sexy fun. as a sit now at 50+ trying to figure this out, they were my reality. i am bi and had a couple other guys. all oral and naked and fun. i tried to tell my wife. my wife doesnt understand. i tried. she is amazing but i cant tell her how fucked up i am compared to her "reality". i had sex with him and her, blew him, swallowed, he blew me. she watched. to this day being a voyeur is awesome.
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  8. I have a fantasy

    I want to be gangbang for my 50th birthday by 50 guys. I know its a lot and its two years away. The men must be no bigger than 8 inches and no smaller than 6. Condoms would be optional as long as you can prove your disease free. Color does not matter.must be willing to cum on me at least. Anyway just throwing this put there for fun. Let me what you think.
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