I fantasized about my bisexuality for a long time, but only with the act of having sex with a good cock, not its owner.
I had very clear that men didn't appeal to me, I wouldn't have an affectionate, loving or romantic relationship with a man because simply they didn't appeal to me, but I had been fantasizing about penises for a long time.
At first, I thought of a transvestite, but no matter how hard I searched, I never found one that attracted me, only men with wigs and those who charged were too expensive to make it frequent.
Then I discovered glory holes.
The first time I was in one was with my wife at a liberal club, where we played together and she asked me to participate a little, although I only massaged the cock I was playing with a little.
I started searching for information about glory holes in my city and found several options, but the more I researched, the more I realized those options were very old and had disappeared.
But it was precisely a written account that gave me the clue of a glory hole at a sex shop in the center of my city.
I talked to my wife about my fantasies and concerns and she was exactly the one who encouraged me to try.
Sweetheart, you know what I told you puts me very much, but I think you're indecisive about how you feel, I think you believe I'll see you as less of a man or something like that, when it's precisely the opposite.
I think you're right, honey, I'm terrified of what you might think of me, I'm terrified that your perception of me will change
Well, do one thing, go alone and try it, and if you like it, next time we'll go together
I decided it was the best option, and on a Wednesday, which had a free morning, I decided to go. I looked up the opening hours and saw they opened at 10:00. I got up early, got dressed well, and took my motorcycle to the center of my city. I parked as close as possible, which meant I still had 10 minutes left. Walking and when I got off my motorcycle, I already started to notice the nervousness. I started walking towards my objective and noticed my heart starting to accelerate uncontrollably.
Finally, I arrived at my objective, the sex shop was inside a passageway, in the middle of a pedestrian street. But when I went to enter the passageway, I froze, stayed paralyzed, and turned around. I went to a nearby café and got a coffee, after which I spent about 15 minutes walking back and forth in front of the door.
I finally mustered up the courage and entered the sex shop.
It was a small store, and at first, I thought it was empty. I made several turns inside, looking at the products, pretending while searching for the cabins I had heard about. After a couple of turns, I stumbled upon a small passage at the back of the store, dark, almost nothing could be seen inside.
I peeked in and found a very poorly lit passageway with a row of doors along one side. The difference in brightness between the store and the passageway was striking, and amidst that darkness, red lights stood out above the doors as indicators of the cabins being used.
Although I initially thought it was empty, inside the passageway, several figures of diverse men could be distinguished. I was already a bit more relaxed and braver, so I approached the passageway and started looking into the cabins, seeing that they were very simple, with only a sofa, an ashtray, and a paper dispenser visible.
When I entered one out of curiosity, I saw something that wasn't visible from outside: a large screen in front of the armchair, and on that screen, there was a small compartment for inserting coins. Since I was already there, I thought it would be better to leave, so I closed the door, hung up my jacket and helmet, and sat down in front of the screen, putting money in and selecting an X-rated movie from an endless catalog.
I settled into the surprisingly comfortable armchair, and stayed Absorbed in the movie where a blonde and an impressive brunette were giving themselves pleasure, I realized why I was there when I looked around and noticed a small door on my right and another on my left. Since I was closer to it, I opened the door on my right and looked through it, finding a room identical to mine with a guy sitting in a chair similar to mine, masturbating while watching the screen, but I think he was distracted from his activities because he got up from the chair, and then closed the door behind him.
To be honest, it didn't bother me, so I took off my pants and started touching myself, but due to nervousness, I wasn't hard despite my excitement. I continued to stroke my cock, which was still soft, when something caught my attention slightly, my left-side door, the one farthest from me, opened on my neighbor's side, and through it I saw an eye peeking out.
With the darkness and that small hole, not much could be seen of my strange observer, just that he was a man. The next thing he did surprised me greatly due to my lack of experience, my neighbor stopped looking and put his fingers in the hole.
I was startled, with my pants down to my ankles, sitting comfortably in my chair, watching those fingers move around without knowing what to do, so I whispered: What do you want...?
His response was quick; he pulled out his fingers and moved his tongue, which I understood as an invitation. So, clumsily since I had my pants on my ankles, I got up from the chair and approached the little more than a meter that separated me from the hole and tried to put my cock in the hole, but it was complicated because between my cock not being hard and the thickness of the wall with the doors, my dick barely poked out through my neighbor's hole. Suddenly I felt like his fingers started caressing my head, and soon after I felt his tongue passing from top to bottom of my gland, wrapping around it again and again. Then I felt a small pressure when his lips closed around what was protruding from my cock. I was still very nervous, and this affected me. Although I was excited, the nervousness didn't let me enjoy that blowjob they were giving me and my cock was far from being at 100%, so I started to get frustrated a little and ended up pulling out of that hole. I retired frustrated, looking at my cock and thinking about why I couldn't enjoy it, trying to calm down, looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes, and when I looked back at the hole, my heart started racing again, my neighbor had put his cock in the hole and now his cock was protruding into my room. It was a normal-sized cock, very similar to mine, without hair, it couldn't be described better than with good presence. And at that moment everything cleared up, and I remembered why he was there. I knelt down in front of that beautiful cock and, with a little caution and controlling my nervousness, touched her with my fingers. It was soft, hard, without hair, and I liked it so much that I stopped touching it with fear and with my fingers, and I grabbed it with my whole hand and started to suck it. Every time stronger, every time faster, and every time I was more excited. And in the middle of that excitement I bent down and gave her a small kiss on her shiny and smiling head. After that, I passed my tongue over the entire lower part of his trunk, from the bottom up to his gland, repeating the operation several times until finally I put that cock entirely in my mouth. It had a pleasant taste and smell, and I noticed how it trembled every time my mouth traversed its trunk and stayed savoring its gland. Sometimes I stopped and savored that gland while sucking it gently. I kept going with that blowjob until a certain moment when he started to come almost pulling out the hole's cock but then it went back in, repeated this movement until he let me and my mouth was quiet. That cock was going in and out of my mouth, literally I was getting fucked in the mouth and that was exciting me incredibly. That guy was fucking my mouth and each time he put it in and took it out was stronger and more frenzied, and already it was the limit of excitement when I started to hear my neighbor moaning, and moaning, and every time louder. My cock wasn't soft anymore, it was hard as a rock and I started to jerk off while my mouth was eating that dick. My cock was dripping while I was jerking off, when my neighbor's moans started to get louder and more repetitive, when that cock exploded in my mouth and a large amount of hot, thick, and slightly bitter liquid flooded my mouth. Automatically I spat it out but didn't stop sucking and jerking off until I reached orgasm. A orgasm so big that I had to leave my neighbor frozen. I stayed still for a moment, trying to recover from that orgasm and recapitulate what had happened. I didn't even notice that my neighbor had taken his cock out and left. I got up, cleaned myself, and got dressed. I left the cubicle looking left and right, noticing that my neighbor was already gone. I went to the bathroom in the hallway, washing my mouth and leaving. But I wasn't as nervous as before, I was more relaxed and not at all ashamed. I left the store saying goodbye to the clerk and thinking it wouldn't be the last time we'd see each other. That night when my wife came back I told her everything that had happened and she got so horny that we fucked like animals. After fucking, we hugged and started talking: Do you really enjoy what I'm telling you? Do you feel weird or think badly of me? Nene, you've made me hot just thinking about you kneeling with that cock in your mouth... When are you going to show it to me? direct? Honey, I don't think I'm ready to do it in front of you, at least not for now, but if that's a problem for you, I'll stop doing it No! No, it doesn't bother me at all and I could never think badly of you, I love you and want you to enjoy yourself and if you can't still enjoy this experience with me, I'll wait. But that doesn't mean you can't enjoy this new experience you just discovered. Please, tell me as many times as you want, but please, tell me all about your hairy adventures that drive me crazy... jajajaja... jajajaja... I love you, baby... I said while we melted into a loving kiss
From then on, I had some more experiences with guys and always tried to tell them, but never let me finish because before I could finish, they would rush in and start screwing me wildly, and then complain that they don't know the ending. So I advised fellow erotic storytellers like us to write them down and here's where my stories begin.
I hope you enjoy them and I hope for your comments soon... A hot greeting to all and all...
I had very clear that men didn't appeal to me, I wouldn't have an affectionate, loving or romantic relationship with a man because simply they didn't appeal to me, but I had been fantasizing about penises for a long time.
At first, I thought of a transvestite, but no matter how hard I searched, I never found one that attracted me, only men with wigs and those who charged were too expensive to make it frequent.
Then I discovered glory holes.
The first time I was in one was with my wife at a liberal club, where we played together and she asked me to participate a little, although I only massaged the cock I was playing with a little.
I started searching for information about glory holes in my city and found several options, but the more I researched, the more I realized those options were very old and had disappeared.
But it was precisely a written account that gave me the clue of a glory hole at a sex shop in the center of my city.
I talked to my wife about my fantasies and concerns and she was exactly the one who encouraged me to try.
Sweetheart, you know what I told you puts me very much, but I think you're indecisive about how you feel, I think you believe I'll see you as less of a man or something like that, when it's precisely the opposite.
I think you're right, honey, I'm terrified of what you might think of me, I'm terrified that your perception of me will change
Well, do one thing, go alone and try it, and if you like it, next time we'll go together
I decided it was the best option, and on a Wednesday, which had a free morning, I decided to go. I looked up the opening hours and saw they opened at 10:00. I got up early, got dressed well, and took my motorcycle to the center of my city. I parked as close as possible, which meant I still had 10 minutes left. Walking and when I got off my motorcycle, I already started to notice the nervousness. I started walking towards my objective and noticed my heart starting to accelerate uncontrollably.
Finally, I arrived at my objective, the sex shop was inside a passageway, in the middle of a pedestrian street. But when I went to enter the passageway, I froze, stayed paralyzed, and turned around. I went to a nearby café and got a coffee, after which I spent about 15 minutes walking back and forth in front of the door.
I finally mustered up the courage and entered the sex shop.
It was a small store, and at first, I thought it was empty. I made several turns inside, looking at the products, pretending while searching for the cabins I had heard about. After a couple of turns, I stumbled upon a small passage at the back of the store, dark, almost nothing could be seen inside.
I peeked in and found a very poorly lit passageway with a row of doors along one side. The difference in brightness between the store and the passageway was striking, and amidst that darkness, red lights stood out above the doors as indicators of the cabins being used.
Although I initially thought it was empty, inside the passageway, several figures of diverse men could be distinguished. I was already a bit more relaxed and braver, so I approached the passageway and started looking into the cabins, seeing that they were very simple, with only a sofa, an ashtray, and a paper dispenser visible.
When I entered one out of curiosity, I saw something that wasn't visible from outside: a large screen in front of the armchair, and on that screen, there was a small compartment for inserting coins. Since I was already there, I thought it would be better to leave, so I closed the door, hung up my jacket and helmet, and sat down in front of the screen, putting money in and selecting an X-rated movie from an endless catalog.
I settled into the surprisingly comfortable armchair, and stayed Absorbed in the movie where a blonde and an impressive brunette were giving themselves pleasure, I realized why I was there when I looked around and noticed a small door on my right and another on my left. Since I was closer to it, I opened the door on my right and looked through it, finding a room identical to mine with a guy sitting in a chair similar to mine, masturbating while watching the screen, but I think he was distracted from his activities because he got up from the chair, and then closed the door behind him.
To be honest, it didn't bother me, so I took off my pants and started touching myself, but due to nervousness, I wasn't hard despite my excitement. I continued to stroke my cock, which was still soft, when something caught my attention slightly, my left-side door, the one farthest from me, opened on my neighbor's side, and through it I saw an eye peeking out.
With the darkness and that small hole, not much could be seen of my strange observer, just that he was a man. The next thing he did surprised me greatly due to my lack of experience, my neighbor stopped looking and put his fingers in the hole.
I was startled, with my pants down to my ankles, sitting comfortably in my chair, watching those fingers move around without knowing what to do, so I whispered: What do you want...?
His response was quick; he pulled out his fingers and moved his tongue, which I understood as an invitation. So, clumsily since I had my pants on my ankles, I got up from the chair and approached the little more than a meter that separated me from the hole and tried to put my cock in the hole, but it was complicated because between my cock not being hard and the thickness of the wall with the doors, my dick barely poked out through my neighbor's hole. Suddenly I felt like his fingers started caressing my head, and soon after I felt his tongue passing from top to bottom of my gland, wrapping around it again and again. Then I felt a small pressure when his lips closed around what was protruding from my cock. I was still very nervous, and this affected me. Although I was excited, the nervousness didn't let me enjoy that blowjob they were giving me and my cock was far from being at 100%, so I started to get frustrated a little and ended up pulling out of that hole. I retired frustrated, looking at my cock and thinking about why I couldn't enjoy it, trying to calm down, looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes, and when I looked back at the hole, my heart started racing again, my neighbor had put his cock in the hole and now his cock was protruding into my room. It was a normal-sized cock, very similar to mine, without hair, it couldn't be described better than with good presence. And at that moment everything cleared up, and I remembered why he was there. I knelt down in front of that beautiful cock and, with a little caution and controlling my nervousness, touched her with my fingers. It was soft, hard, without hair, and I liked it so much that I stopped touching it with fear and with my fingers, and I grabbed it with my whole hand and started to suck it. Every time stronger, every time faster, and every time I was more excited. And in the middle of that excitement I bent down and gave her a small kiss on her shiny and smiling head. After that, I passed my tongue over the entire lower part of his trunk, from the bottom up to his gland, repeating the operation several times until finally I put that cock entirely in my mouth. It had a pleasant taste and smell, and I noticed how it trembled every time my mouth traversed its trunk and stayed savoring its gland. Sometimes I stopped and savored that gland while sucking it gently. I kept going with that blowjob until a certain moment when he started to come almost pulling out the hole's cock but then it went back in, repeated this movement until he let me and my mouth was quiet. That cock was going in and out of my mouth, literally I was getting fucked in the mouth and that was exciting me incredibly. That guy was fucking my mouth and each time he put it in and took it out was stronger and more frenzied, and already it was the limit of excitement when I started to hear my neighbor moaning, and moaning, and every time louder. My cock wasn't soft anymore, it was hard as a rock and I started to jerk off while my mouth was eating that dick. My cock was dripping while I was jerking off, when my neighbor's moans started to get louder and more repetitive, when that cock exploded in my mouth and a large amount of hot, thick, and slightly bitter liquid flooded my mouth. Automatically I spat it out but didn't stop sucking and jerking off until I reached orgasm. A orgasm so big that I had to leave my neighbor frozen. I stayed still for a moment, trying to recover from that orgasm and recapitulate what had happened. I didn't even notice that my neighbor had taken his cock out and left. I got up, cleaned myself, and got dressed. I left the cubicle looking left and right, noticing that my neighbor was already gone. I went to the bathroom in the hallway, washing my mouth and leaving. But I wasn't as nervous as before, I was more relaxed and not at all ashamed. I left the store saying goodbye to the clerk and thinking it wouldn't be the last time we'd see each other. That night when my wife came back I told her everything that had happened and she got so horny that we fucked like animals. After fucking, we hugged and started talking: Do you really enjoy what I'm telling you? Do you feel weird or think badly of me? Nene, you've made me hot just thinking about you kneeling with that cock in your mouth... When are you going to show it to me? direct? Honey, I don't think I'm ready to do it in front of you, at least not for now, but if that's a problem for you, I'll stop doing it No! No, it doesn't bother me at all and I could never think badly of you, I love you and want you to enjoy yourself and if you can't still enjoy this experience with me, I'll wait. But that doesn't mean you can't enjoy this new experience you just discovered. Please, tell me as many times as you want, but please, tell me all about your hairy adventures that drive me crazy... jajajaja... jajajaja... I love you, baby... I said while we melted into a loving kiss
From then on, I had some more experiences with guys and always tried to tell them, but never let me finish because before I could finish, they would rush in and start screwing me wildly, and then complain that they don't know the ending. So I advised fellow erotic storytellers like us to write them down and here's where my stories begin.
I hope you enjoy them and I hope for your comments soon... A hot greeting to all and all...
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