A lot of us get introduced to dick at a young age and at ages where the general consensus and mindset says that we shouldn't know a damned thing about sex and shouldn't learn about it until we're adults. The reality is, as always, very damned different. We get into it with guys who may or may not be a friend... but they could be a relative, too, and, yeah, it could be someone who is already old enough "to know better." It happens. It has always happened. It will keep on happening and is probably happening right this very moment. I understand morals and the sensibilities it instills in us and how these things would prefer that we not be aware of the reality and that if we are, be 100% against it. Except, it's the way so many of us not only learned about sex but put us on the path of being bisexual. The truth in this can be ugly as all get out. The man who paid me to suck his dick shouldn't have. I should have run screaming to my parents and telling them what he said and what he wanted me to do. None of that happened. I would later learn that stuff like this, while highly immoral and even illegal, happens and it's not always the horribly bad thing everyone says it is. If we are to better be able to understand male bisexuality, we have to be able to understand all of it and that includes how each and everyone of us got turned on to dick and if we can learn to look at and talk about these things without being disturbed or otherwise disgusted, it can add to our ability to understand this. I get it: As adult males, we wouldn't do a lot of the shit that those of us who got started you did. That makes perfectly good sense but the "mistake" we make is applying adult thinking to a situation where someone wasn't an adult or vilifying "Uncle Fred" for what he did and in that "if that was me, I wouldn't have done it!" frame of thinking. Of course you wouldn't have... but "Uncle Fred" did and the guy he introduced to dick either got through it in grand fashion - he got hooked on it - or, yeah, things went sideways for him. We come here and talk about our first time getting dick with someone and, most of the time, it can actually help a guy who may have been having "issues" with how he got turned on to dick but because he can talk about it - and with guys who, ideally, should understand, it dispels that "all along" feeling that can make a guy feel some kind of way because now he knows that he wasn't the only one who got some dick in some way when he was much younger. The adult version of myself looks back to the day I got introduced to dick and I do think, "Yeah, that wasn't cool..." - but I understand it. I accept the reality of it even though it's totally against what we believe to be right and proper. I wouldn't do that but what I wouldn't do now doesn't have anything to do with what he did way back then and I understand that, too. I understand brothers having sex with each other as well as those horny-assed cousins it seems that everyone has. Even though I do not ever agree with adults having sex with youngsters, I understand it and it's not always a matter of being a pedophile and like we all want and are made to believe because even I know a lot of guys who have seen dad's prick... and they want it. Hell, I know some guys who wanted daddy's dick not because of lust but because of love. As adults, yeah - that's some heinous shit and dad should have known better... and he did... but. And it's the "but" we can get all fucked up over and even understandably so... but human nature has always trumped moral behaviors. Always. And this, too, is what we can learn and try to understand and shaming some guy because he was very much into whatever sex he was having with any guy, well, maybe we should learn not to do that and not be all that disturbed over something that happened and it's done and over with and there's nothing that can be done to change what happened way back then. It's okay to say, "I wouldn't do that..." or to say that in your youth, you wouldn't have done anything like this. I understand that but if you're giving a member "da bizness" over how he became bisexual - and because of your own sensibilities both then and now - how do you think you're making that guy feel? Don't be disturbed by how some of us got to be bi and lovers of dick. Learn from it. Understand the very human thing that is going on that, again, just defies moral righteousness... and I understand that, too, and because I do, how guys get introduced to dick doesn't bother me even when I know that they shouldn't have gotten introduced in the way they did... and it means nothing because they did get introduced. I understand and accept the reality involved. We all should and, as such, we should support each other and no matter how we got to liking men and dicks.
I'm sure some guys will read this and get pissed off but I don't understand why there a lot of guys who feel/believe that what they did when they were younger doesn't count when it sure as hell does. If you were sucking dick and/or doing some fucking when you were a youngster, you did that stuff and just because now you're an adult... that doesn't count? How does that work? I see guys codifying their younger experiences by saying that they didn't know what they were doing - but they were doing it just the same; I see guys saying that because there was no cum involved, whatever they were doing didn't/doesn't count or mean anything when, in truth and in fact, it does. I had a lot of sex with guys before I was a legal adult and saying "a lot" doesn't really cover it... but, as an adult, I kept right on having sex with guys and I have never said that what I did when I was younger didn't count or mean anything... because I know it did. I did it. All of it. I see no point in mindfucking myself into believing that what I did as a child is somehow different than what I do as an adult... because it isn't. But a lot of guys do this and I don't pretend to understand why a lot of guys do this. And if you're reading this and you're one of those guys who behaves like this, drop me a note and tell me why you're like this because I really want to know and more so when this is something about male bisexuality that tends to drive me crazy trying to understand it. And then, more so because I mentor guys and when they ask me why they do this - or I point out to them that they're doing it, they want to know why... and I hate not being able to tell them what's going on. Is it shame? Guilt? The adult mind just dismissing "childish things?" Help a brotha out with this one because denying that you did what you did when you were younger doesn't make any sense to me.
I don't have any. I prefer to have sex. There are things I don't like doing but, yeah, I've done them because it's what the moment calls for. I used to prefer not to suck uncut dicks even though, intelligently, I knew that they could be sucked but, ew. All that extra skin. I preferred to be fucked by an uncut dick rather to have it in my mouth... and that's what I really wanted to do to him. I got over it and now it doesn't matter if a guy has foreskin or not. I learned that this wasn't so much a "preference" but something that just creeped me out too much and irrationally so. I'm better than that and realized that I had to be. I don't care about cock size. I don't much care what the guy looks like or if he's in shape or not. I admit that guys who are really hairy just gives me the creeps but I've learned not to let them wearing "a fur coat" get in the way of my desire to suck the cum out of him. I've said on the forum many times that if I have preferences, I only have three of them: Be old enough to consent to sex, be healthy enough to have sex, and don't be my idea of an asshole. If a guy can pass that, we can do something. I understand why guys have preferences but I don't quite understand why they lock them in lead since it seems to me that if a guy isn't getting the dick the way he needs it, it's usually because of his preferences more than a lack of available guys. It doesn't feel good to be rejected. It feels worse to be rejected because a guy has a preference that, at least in the way I see things, doesn't make sense to have. So what if I don't have a foot-long dick? What does my age or the color of my skin have to do with any of this? So what if I only trim my pubic hair but I don't shave it? As long as I want to, shouldn't that be the most preferred thing? I want to suck your dick. You want your dick to be sucked and your balls emptied. What's the problem? Should there be a problem that prevent us from doing what we both want and need to do? And I still don't quite understand how guys who have never had dick can come up with a lot of locked-down preferences. Just me ranting for a moment. I'd gone online to look for a dick to suck and got rejected because I was "too old." Got rejected again because the guy preferred a really big dick and, well, I'm not little but I'm not hanging down to my knees. Crazy shit.
I just had the best solo jack-off session. Our team had a late night hockey game and, as usual, a few beers in the parking lot before heading home. I was lucky to have sat next to my linemate in the dressing room (I am secretly in love with him) and, after showering beside him, was getting super boned on the drive home just thinking about all those images. Thinking about him, his gorgeous cock, luscious foreskin, and super-tight curved butt was driving me wild. After taking my equipment to the basement, I knew my poor hockey pants didn't stand a chance. I quickly stripped out of my street clothes, put on my still-wet hockey pants, poked my cock through the front lace-up strings and just slowly stroked my foreskin as I took long deep whiffs of the fabric pouch on my hockey jock. That smell just drives me crazy. It was such a turn-on that my cock was especially hard. You know, the kind of rock-hard you get when you see the hottest of lovers making out in your most favourite fantasy setting. As the room slowly began to fill with the musky man-scent of moist gear and my dripping wet cock, I could feel my balls starting to rub up against the crotch-webbing of the hockey pants. Feeling the cool, wet sensation on my balls juxtaposed to my hot throbbing cock was when I completely lost it and spewed my man-cream all inside the pants. It was so sticky and gooey! I licked as much as possible by scooping it with my fingers, took another sniff of my jock pouch, then thought jack-off sessions do not get much better than this. Just need another occasional part-time player to hang out with. Another day in the life of a secretly bi hockey player. Sometimes I love that, when it comes to playing with buds, I turn into a complete hockey-playing sub-homo.
I just had the best solo jack-off session. Our team had a late night hockey game and, as usual, a few beers in the parking lot before heading home. I was lucky to have sat next to my linemate in the dressing room (I am secretly in love with him) and, after showering beside him, was getting super boned on the drive home just thinking about all those images. Thinking about him, his gorgeous cock, luscious foreskin, and super-tight curved butt was driving me wild. After taking my equipment to the basement, I knew my poor hockey pants didn't stand a chance. I quickly stripped out of my street clothes, put on my still-wet hockey pants, poked my cock through the front lace-up strings and just slowly stroked my foreskin as I took long deep whiffs of the fabric pouch on my hockey jock. That smell just drives me crazy. It was such a turn-on that my cock was especially hard. You know, the kind of rock-hard you get when you see the hottest of lovers making out in your most favourite fantasy setting. As the room slowly began to fill with the musky man-scent of moist gear and my dripping wet cock, I could feel my balls starting to rub up against the crotch-webbing of the hockey pants. Feeling the cool, wet sensation on my balls juxtaposed to my hot throbbing cock was when I completely lost it and spewed my man-cream all inside the pants. It was so sticky and gooey! I licked as much as possible by scooping it with my fingers, took another sniff of my jock pouch, then thought jack-off sessions don?t get much better than this. Just need another occasional part-time player to hang out with. Another day in the life of a secretly bi hockey player. Sometimes I love that, when it comes to playing with buds, I turn into a complete hockey-playing sub-homo.
I just had the best solo jack off session. Our team had a late night hockey game and, as usual, a few beers in the parking lot before heading home. I was lucky to have sat next to my linemate in the dressing room (I am secretly in love with him) and, after showering beside him, was getting super boned on the drive home just thinking about all those images. Thinking about him, his gorgeous cock, luscious foreskin, and super-tight curved butt was driving me wild. After taking my equipment to the basement, I knew my poor hockey pants didn?t stand a chance. I quickly stripped out of my street clothes, put on my still wet hockey pants, poked my cock through the front lace-up strings and just slowly stroked my foreskin as I took long deep whiffs of the fabric pouch on my hockey jock. That smell just drives me crazy. It was so hot that my cock was especially hard. You know, the kind of hard you get when you see the hottest of guys making out in your most favourite fantasy setting. As the room slowly began to fill with the musky man-scent of moist gear and my dripping wet cock, I could feel my balls starting to rub up against the crotch-webbing of the hockey pants. Feeling the cool, wet sensation on my balls juxtaposed to my hot throbbing cock was when I completely lost it and spewed my man cream all inside the pants. It was so sticky and gooey! I licked as much up as possible by scooping it with my fingers, took another sniff of my jock pouch then thought, jack off sessions don?t get much better than this. Just need another occasional part-time player to hang out with. Another day in the life of a secretly bi hockey player. Sometimes I love that, when it comes to playing with buds, I turn into a complete hockey-playing homo.
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