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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: Yet Another of Those Moments

I had met “Ken” via an IRC chat room i had stumbled into and decided to lurk a little since the conversation was, at first, hot and heavy but then got stupid as the malcontents known to frequent sexuality-based IRC chats disrupted things. Just as I was about to leave, I got a private chat request from this guy that wasn’t some dude trying to hit on me or some other dumb shit I didn’t want to be bothered with and the proof he wasn’t one of those guys is that he actually said hello and politely asked me to accept the request to chat.

So I did and we introduced ourselves… and I’m guessing that Ken and I chatted with each other for quite a few days after our initial chat where he confessed that he was very interested in learning some stuff about having sex with other men – and stuff that wasn’t the usual crap to be found in an IRC chat room – and because of the way I had answered some guy’s question, well, he felt that I was the guy he needed to talk to.

We established enough of a rapport that when he suggested that we meet and talk face to face, I was all for it; the only hangup was he wanted to meet the following evening and I had something else to do – but the evening after was clear for me and he gave me the place and time.

I couldn’t wait to meet this guy, not because I was itching to have sex with him but it was so refreshing to talk bisexuality with a guy at such an intelligent level. Oh, there was some flirting and naked innuendos but it was nicely done – none of the usual raunchy shit some guys liked to engage in like cybersex, something I really couldn’t get my head around all that well but, eh, I wasn’t beyond using my way with words at times so a guy could read them on a screen while he got himself off.

I arrived at the meeting place – a Dunkin Donuts – early the next evening and waited for Ken to arrive… if he was really going to. I’d had my share of flakes and while I tried to be understanding about being stood up, who likes being stood up? As I sipped on a cup of coffee and nibbled on a Dunkin Donut – the one with the handle on it for dunking – I scanned the people coming and going looking for the white/Oriental mixed guy Ken described himself to be or, as he had put it, “You’ll know me when you see me!”

He was right, too; I spied a guy who had Asian features and the “mop of very unruly hair inherited from his mother” the moment he walked through the door. A bit shorter than myself and a bit more stockier – not chubby, not fat… stocky. I waved to him and his smile lit up the brightly lit place as he waved back, got some coffee and a donut, and joined me at the table.

As we greeted each other, wow, without the black coffee he had in his hand, he was already bouncing off the walls and I found his exuberance refreshing and a bit humorous – you just couldn’t do anything but like this guy. We exchanged other pleasantries as we drank coffee before he said, “Come on – let’s get out of here and so somewhere so we talk talk more privately – follow me!”

I followed him in my car,,wondering where we were going but not feeling “weird” about the area we were in; I knew it well because it wasn’t more than ten minutes from where I lived. A moment later, pulled into a driveway and kinda waved at me to park and as I did so, I was wondering why I’d never seen him before now but I tabled the thought as I turned the car off and followed Ken inside.

Once inside, he asked, “Would it be forward of me to ask if we can get undressed and lie next to each other while we talk?”

Okay… never heard this one before but I agreed and followed him to his bedroom and smiling because he was still bouncing off the walls. We stripped down and took a moment to at each other’s nakedness and he said, “Wow… you have a nice body! How do you stay so slim?” as he patted his belly and a belly I wouldn’t say was a “beer gut” but just part of his being a stocky kind of guy.

I thanked him for the compliment, told him I’d always been slim without having to exercise and joined him on the bed… and we really did talk. I listened as he told me about his earlier “fooling around” with guys when he was 13 or so and kinda frowned when he said that none of the cock sucking he did (three guys) didn’t count toward his interest in doing something as an adult, my cue to kinda spank his hand a little for such a misconception and telling him that if you did it, you can’t undo it and shouldn’t act as if it never happened.

He actually looked contrite but said he understood as that he knew he was just lying to himself about it. And we talked. Even in the relative dimness in the room, I could see his eye get dinner plate big as I shared some of my experiences with him and it was all I could do not to laugh at him for being so… impressed? Still, even with both of us buck naked, it was relaxing and comfortable just lying next to him and talking – it was like we did this as a matter of course and as been doing it for a long time.

I was so comfortable that he actually surprised me when he asked, “Is it okay if I touch you?” – and then quickly added that it was okay with him if I wanna ted to touch him. I agreed and for the next few minutes, we lay there touching each other; he literally started touching my head, then my face, his fingers touching here and there like his fingers were trying to memorize everything about my body.

I, in turn, touched him just as he was touching me and I like the fact that he was in no hurry to wrap his hand around my dick. Indeed, when he got to touching my nipples, I guess they fascinated him because he kept playing with them and making me pretty insane. “Would it be too forward for me to kiss your nipples.”

“Ken, we’re naked together in your bed and we’ve been touching each other for a while now so if that’s what you want to do, I think the permission is implied at this point, wouldn’t you agree?”

My goodness… how he smiled! His first kiss on my right nipple was tentative and if he wasn’t sure about what he had asked to do and for a moment, I thought that if this was some kind of act, it was a damned good one and he got points for it. I shivered as his tongue tasked against my nipple and I heard him mutter, “Wow…” – then had a field day licking and sucking my nipples. His hand had finally found my erection and he moaned in a very odd way as he played with my dick while still going at my nipples.

I had to do something to distract him or, um, well, he was gonna make me cum if i didn’t. So I sat up, used a hand to gently insist he lie back, and did to his nipple what he’d been doing to mine – and then used my hand to keep him in place lest his writhing cause him to fall off the bed. And, just as he did to me, I fondled his erection, making him squirm even more. A part of me wanted to go in for “the kill…” but this was his meeting and, besides, I was damned curious to know what would happen next.

So I stopped and looked at him and he was smiling and blinking and, jeez, he was just so cute! As I looked at him, I wondered again why this man wasn’t already some guy’s lover other than, as he had said, he didn’t have the time or patience for anyone who didn’t want to go at his pace. So I looked and waited; i listened to him get his breathing under control and laid back down close to him – I could feel the heat radiating off of him and it was pretty intense.

“I think I’d like to go down on you, if that’s okay?” he asked a few moments later and I nodded my consent. But he made a pit stop, kinda draping himself on me a little and getting close so he could whisper in my ear:

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to…”

And I couldn’t help it – I started laughing. When I could stop, I said, “That’s usually what I tell guys who aren’t that experienced but, yeah, I know Imdon’t have to if I don’t want to but this isn’t about me – it’s about what you want to do and if I didn’t want to do it, I wouldn’t still be here.”

He was so precious and I appreciated his concern and consideration for my wellbeing and sensibilities and I stifled a laugh thinking about how he might react should he want me to go down on him…

I had kinda expected him to kiss his way down to my dick but he went right to it. He was tentative, like he either had forgotten how to do this or he was trying to figure it out. He looked up at me and asked, “Are all…?”

I knew what he was gonna ask so I cut him off by saying, “No – and some guys make me look very tiny…”

He laughed before returning to exploring me with his mouth. As an aside, most guys, when being sucked, prefer someone with experience and skill but there something… lovely about being sucked by a guy who, at the least, is doing it and seeming so I certain as Ken was. But that didn’t last too long; he found his footing and began to suck me in earnest and he was about to completely undo me so I gave him “the warning” and he stopped.

Whew! Ken had a glazed look about him and my dark-adjusted eyes could see how flushed he was and, yeah, his body heat was almost oppressively hot and had me sweating…well, on top of what he had been doing.

“I’m sorry if I’m nit that good at it… but I haven’t done this in a very long time,” he apologized.

“Do I look like I’m complaining?” I asked.

“No, you don’t,” he replied.

“Okay, then,” I said as I smiled at him.

“I guess it’s my turn now, huh?”

“It is.”

“You’re gonna make me cum, aren’t you?”

“I am… unless you don’t want to because, ah, you don’t have to.”

“Do it; I’ve waited for this moment for much too long…”

I unleashed The Beast upon him and The Beast showed no mercy and ate him alive. Oh, he was such a joy to suck! So responsive and surprisingly a bit more verbal than I had thought. His cock was easy to suck and he tasted so good; The Beast loved the way his body was responding as he fucked into my mouth… while saying he was sorry that he was losing control of himself.

Precious… just precious. The Beast toyed with him, savored his taste and feel and when he cried out that he was gonna cum, The Beast allows me to acknowledge his warning before shoving him right off them cliff and into the abyss.

And Ken came… oh, boy, did he ever! His whole body went board stiff and that first shot took me by surprise as it hit the back of my throat – then followed up with so much spunk that I had to hustle to keep up with it while wondering how long he’d been holding on to all of it.

The Beast fed upon him until he had no more to give and reluctantly went back to his cage to see what was going to happen next. I sat up, wiped the perspiration from my face and looked at Ken… then really looked at him to make sure he was still breathing. He was – he just couldn’t do anything but lie there.

From inside it’s cage, The Beast laughed hysterically.

“Holy shit,” Ken finally said. “Holy shit.”

“Are you okay?” I asked with genuine concern; just because Ken hadn’t freaked out before now didn’t mean he wouldn’t freak out now.

“Huh?” he asked.

“Are you okay?” I repeated – and trying not to laugh along with The Beast who,thought his response was funny as hell.

“No, not really but I will be. Um, I guess I should finish what I started with you, huh?”

“Only if you want to,” I said – and I meant it. Despite his three early-in-life experiences, I was treating him as if this was his first time and I take this situation very, very seriously.

“I really do,” he said,as he sat up… and plopped back down on the bed – he sat up too quickly. He cursed soft,y to himself, sat up, took a deep breath and pushed me onto my back gently and went back to sucking me – and I had to hand it to him because most guys, after the cum, can’t continue even if they wanted.

A few minutes later, I groaned that I was cumming and he hummed an “okay” against my swelling cock and I unloaded onto his mouth; The Beast thought it was funny that Ken initially gagged as my seed shot into his mouth; it can be such an asshole at times.

He release me and sat up – slowly – and asked, “Did I do okay?”

“Did you just make me cum?” I asked.

“Sure did!” and his smile was infectious.

“Then I’d say you did just fine,” I said, sighing happily – and hoping this wouldn’t be the last time we got together like this.

It wasn’t. Over the next year, we got together when time and other important things would allow. He learned that he very much like sucking cock and swallowing, liked it when our friendship got to the “fucking each other” stage but didn’t like fucking so much – for him, being fucked was much more fun for him.

The bad part? I knew it wasn’t going to last much longer because it seemed that whenever I found a guy I really resonated with, something would always happy to break things up. And it happened. I moved to the other side of the city and he took another job in another state the same day I had told him that I was going to be moving farther away. I think he took all of this harder than I did… and I took it pretty hard and more so because we never got a chance to “properly” say goodbye to each other, that and the distance that would get between us was a bit too great to make visiting each other a reasonable thing to do.

But as much as I enjoyed my time with him, it was as if every moment we were together as like the very first time. I had hoped and prayed that if he found someone else, he would be able to enjoy them as much as he enjoyed me… and my search for that one special guy began anew.

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Posted by on 3 February 2020 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today's Bisexual Thoughts: The Thrill of It

What… you thought maybe I’d take Christmas Day off?

It’s colder in the various parts of the US, winter is upon us, guys aren’t as out and about as they were in the warmer days and as they settled in for the next several months of cold weather, thoughts turn to…

Sucking dick. Chatter about sucking dick has picked up, the need to do it, the thrill of doing it and to take the essence of a man as the reward for a job well done and, as usual, even the guys who haven’t gotten a taste of dick yet are in the spirit of it all; they want to do it, need to do it, can’t wait to find out what an untold number of men over many generations has found out…

That sucking cock is good, fun and, sometimes, a pain in the ass. Is it better to do it using condoms or better without one being between one’s oral receptors, replacing the heady taste of flesh with that of latex (or whatever they’re making them out of these days)?

Which works better? To be aggressive and assertive, going after the other guy’s prick with a great hunger or purpose? Or is it better to let him dictate how things are going and use the receiver’s mouth as he would a woman’s pussy?

How do you like your cum? Fresh from the source or as it oozes out of a woman’s coochie? Use a shot glass or other container to take it to the head… after giving head? On your knees? Lying down? Sixty-nine and side by side or top/bottom? A bigger thrill to sit before a glory hole and wait for a faceless prick to slide through the hole waiting to be sucked and finished?

How about the camaraderie of a bath house or sauna? The thrill of not only sucking cock but knowing that there are others present who are watching and, perhaps, even thinking about taking a turn at being blown and encouraged to deliver their cum? What makes you want to literally cum in your pants? Presenting yourself before a group of men, with cocks of varying sizes and thicknesses and prostrating yourself before them as you take them on one at a time until you’ve taken sperm from each and every last one of them?

Or maybe you prefer a more private and intimate setting and with someone you have a high degree of emotional connection with and giving them head has a deeper meaning other than just a thing to do?

The questions keep coming – no pun intended at this point. Why do guys get so head over heels about it and, conversely, why aren’t more women that eager to do this? Is it safe? It is even normal for men to fellate each other? Spit or swallow? Facial or not? Is being able to deep throat easy or hard to do? Which is preferable – with foreskin or without? Big fat dicks or average, more run of the mill dicks? A lot of cum or any amount literally feeds the bulldog?

With pubic hair or without? Shaved balls? Do you suck them as well? Done in concert with digital prostate stimulation? And the penultimate question: Is it better to give than receive?

I read about all of these things that men talk about concerning sucking dick and it’s just me but I wonder if they do, in fact, understand exactly what we subject women to when we want and need them to suck our dick. Do they understand that it’s not really as “glamorous” as their words might imply? That guys, when their cock is hard, can be insensitive pricks and to the point where a lot of women find this to be a chore that can rank below cleaning a toilet? That for women this is too much like work and not enough about a pleasurable thing as, perhaps, it once was?

And, as such, um, a quick release – and if one is permitted – is much better than having to wait for something that may or may not happen any time soon? Do some guys feel… inadequate when the man they’re trying to make cum doesn’t? And if he doesn’t, does it ever enter their mind that homey just might have jerked himself off before the fact so that now, it’s going to take a long time for him to ejaculate again and, thus, extending the cock sucking and taking thing to more extreme limits where time and physical endurance is concerned?

And that this… underhanded trick really isn’t a bad reflection on them as an eager cock sucker?

It’s getting colder in various places across the country and men – both the hunters and the hunted – are hunkering down against the cold and whatever inclement weather winter may bring their way and thinking about sucking cock and being sucked, the thrill of giving – and in this season of giving – as well as receiving. Instead of visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads, they’re thinking of testicles that dangle, then draw close before the plum-shaped testes are set to deliver their load of life creating semen and sperm, to feel the vigorous pumping action within their mouth or the toe-curling, primal feeling when they’re the one’s doing the pumping.

Why are men so fixated on this? I really don’t know. Maybe it’s the taboo of it all, the inherent “nastiness” of fellating another man and enticing him to give up his seed and, as some might suggest, make the giver of the seed a part of them and as if to take the essence of another man in some spiritual sense. I don’t know why – I just know that there are those of us who are wholly fixated on it. Some like giving, some like receiving, and for some, both is a sensible necessity.

It just is what it has always been… and it is thrilling. It’s so deeply personal even though many are of a mind that oral sex isn’t really sex but for something that is supposedly not sex, there’s an awful lot of it going on and desired. Some guys say that they feel so… alive when they have another man in their mouth; some feel… feminine which suggests that they do, indeed, know what women may feel in this moment while others say that they’ve never felt so manly than when they’re sucking another man’s cock and taking his seed from him and not merely waiting for it to be delivered unto him.

For some, this is just a prerequisite, a prelude to actual intercourse while for others, it’s the only thing to do, that a big cock in the mouth is better than a big cock in their ass, that it is a more… visceral, primal experience than being fucked and inseminated is since they can use all of their senses when the prick is in their mouth.

They can taste it, feel it, smell the scent of him; they can see it in their mouth and hear his moans, curses, encouragement and the very obscene sounds of cock being sucked as well as their moans and very heavy breathing. Of all the things two men can do to, with, and for each other, this act is highly prized and is deemed to be an art that requires skill, ingenuity, patience and the ability to endure until that moment when they can feel the prick in their mouth swell, hear him curse, feel his body surrendering to the moment – then hot, salty, spunk is being pumped into their mouth.

And for many, it just does not get any better than this. There’s that sense of accomplishment and, oddly, also a sense of loss and more so for those men who wants to suck his cock again and again but understanding that while he could – because sucking on a soft cock can be just as delightful – he’s going to have to wait to taste his sperm again – and who among us doesn’t know what it feels like to have a raspy tongue against our overly sensitive knob? Excruciating, painful but not really so much. But don’t some of us figure out how to keep sucking on him by avoiding that very sensitive part of him, taking it slowly and easily and being patient until, once again, he begins to harden once more.

And the pleasure for both can begin anew.

To the question of why men love to suck each other, the answer begins with because we can do it and “ends” with that it makes sense to do it because it’s so much of a nasty thrill to do it. There’s the whole science of it – oral fixation – that is in play but absent this rather boring thing, it’s sex; it’s personal; it’s taboo.

And it feels good. It’s strangely logical: If it feels good when a woman does it, it stands to reason that it should feel good when a man does it – and there are those who are of a mind that when a man does it, it feels even better. It’s even educational; you learn that your body doesn’t care who’s giving it pleasure but your mind does, evoking the humorous thought that it’s mind over matter… and if you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.

Because it really doesn’t. We do it because it can be done; it makes us feel good to do it.

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Posted by on 25 December 2019 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: Idle Thoughts

A part of my daily routine is to check Tumblr for spammers and/or anything of interest so I see a lot of dicks… and despite Tumblr’s “anti-porn” stance that doesn’t seem to be all that effective since porn is one thing and photographic art is something else and, um, I guess that a picture of a guy licking a big, hard cock and with love in his eyes is more artistic than pornographic.

I guess.

Anyway, I’m scrolling through, not really looking for anything in particular, but noticing again the sameness of the, um, art being presented. Same type of guys, the usual sexual acts – ass-eating, cock sucking, ass fucking – and when I was into my routine the other day, wow, lots of art showing guys sucking cock and I had idly thought that there must be some kind of “rhythm” or flow to this because the art of fellatio seems to be presented in bunches.

And not for the first time, I can see the beauty in it as well as being able to see why so many feel that men blowing men is just “wrong” or, I think, doesn’t “look right.” Not for the first time, I wondered about the first two men, lost to time and history, who figured out that putting their mouth on each other’s dick was a great thing to do.

A GIF clip appears as I scroll of yet another of those horribly handsome men deep-throating another of those really big dicks… and I can easily identify with it, you know, since I’ve deep-throated probably more than my “fair share” of dicks. There’s a beauty to it and one that’s probably not easily seen. I know what it feels like to do it, what it feels like to be swallowed whole – it just is what it’s always been but, sure, it looks… “wrong.” It looks like something men shouldn’t be doing, let alone enjoying but it’s being done just the same and being enjoyed.

Another GIF piece of art follows; another handsome man has his eyes locked upward and presumably looking into the eyes of the guy stroking his big dick and sperm is flowing into his mouth and onto his tongue and in that “flickering” way GIFs tend to do, a moment in time that’s frozen, captured, and repeated.

And a bit of my internal bias says, “That’s so inefficient… but it’s about the money shot, right?” Sure it is but, sure, I know what it’s like to have a man’s cock in my mouth as it pumps that creamy load and to the delight and pleasure of the cock’s owner, jilt like I know how deliciously nasty it feels when it’s my dick doing the pumping and there’s a guy on the other end. Maybe we’re watching each other as it happens, maybe we’re just too into the moment – doesn’t really matter outside of what the moment is.

One man giving oral pleasure to another man and the pleasure found in it from both sides. I hear myself sigh because consuming a man’s sperm, again, is what it’s always been between men while not really shaking that sense that it doesn’t “look” right. Then again, at the end of the day or the moment, it’s not about what it looks like, not about whether it’s morally “disgusting” or even more “disgusting” when one considers what is being released.

It’s about it being done, being enjoyed and, importantly, I think, those glimpses of art doesn’t really tell the whole story so much since not all men are mind-numbingly handsome and fit nor do they all have cock so long and thick to spark penis envy in other men. Any man can do it and can have it done to them provided they can get their mind around such a morally reprehensible thing to do.

Ideally, only women should receive a man’s sperm in this fashion and it’s an idea that is, in fact, about as wrong as anything can be given how patently untrue it is and I was looking at a lot of art that proves how untrue the premise is and the stereotypical displays notwithstanding.

Some guys are cock suckers. They revel in doing it and many aren’t opposed to having another guy doing it to them. It’s sex, pleasure, and maybe some deeper meanings are in involved, being felt and/or realized. The act is considered to be an art in the doing and, yup, in pictorial form and, yup, there’s a kind of beauty that can be seen…

If one allows themselves to see it – it’s just not all that easy to see the beauty and, indeed, art in something that we, as a whole, maintain that men should not do, let alone have reason to do.

We find, for the most part, that women orally pleasuring each other is highly erotic and that’s because it is. It not only “looks” right but if you understand how and why a woman would go down on another, it makes a lot of sense… but seeing a guy sucking cock lacks that sense of eroticism but some art of women doing the sucking, well, that’s okay.

I blinked for a moment, just a tad bit “surprised” that the beauty of seeing the, um, artwork depicting men sucking in each other’s dicks – and seeming to worship the dick being displayed – was still puttering around in my head. I find the stereotypical nature of the, uh, art to be disturbing, that it suggests that only white, extremely fit, handsome, and well to overly hung men are “the ones” who are capable of such a morally reprehensible thing.

I know this ain’t the truth of things, just as I know such representations shouldn’t annoy me given that I know the truth of it but they do annoy the fuck out of me and, yeah, I know it’s me and probably because if you’re gonna tell the story and show the art and beauty, tell and show all of it.

Show the men who aren’t all that handsome, who aren’t all that young or fit or without a dick that hangs down to their knees – and that’s when it’s flaccid. Tell and show that it’s not as much of a “gay” thing to do; tell and show that men don’t do this because of romantic interest and, jeez, show it in ways that doesn’t get people asking, “Who does it like that?” and like one piece of art I saw with a guy literally doing a handstand – and typically young, fit, and possessing a huge cock – while another handsome and big-dicked guy was blowing him.

All I said when I saw it was, “Really… is that really art?”

My thoughts drifted away from this to the many everyday kinds of guys who suck clock and those guys who want to but haven’t. I thought about how utterly fascinated such guys are and how it frightens and excites all at the same time. How it’s not that big of a deal while being one hell of a big deal and why our society still gets bent out of shape by men doing what men have been doing to, with, and for other men since those first two unknown and forgotten men went down on each other, using their mouths to cause each other to ejaculate and their respective seed stock consumed… or not but eventually.

I’m actually kinda “impressed” that I even remembered these thoughts about something I saw and first thought of days ago now but, yeah, sometimes, this stuff just sticks in my head until I get around to writing it down and, yeah, sometimes even I’m surprised at what I think about it in these terms and sometimes,chide myself for “waxing romantic” about it. But this blog is still about what’s in my head and today it’s about giving and receiving head and the inherent beauty of it that not everyone can see or appreciate…

Even if the art isn’t all that artful.

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Posted by on 8 December 2019 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: I’m Laughing a Little…

…over some stuff I’ve been seeing on the forum here lately. Do you remember the blog I wrote about the guy asking why most of the forum discussions were about blow jobs and not the other M2M topics?

Well, it seems that this “complaint” has sparked even more discussion about blow jobs and a few older posts have been revived with newer comments about sucking dick and, yeah, guys are bringing up what are old and existing topics about this because while you can find a related topic that currently exists, eh, it’s easier just to start a new one.

As I previously scribbled, sucking dick is most likely the number one topic of discussion and, you betcha, we talk about everything when it comes to sucking dick and I do mean everything including – and get this – what foods and drink can taste like sperm.

Yeah… do you think we’re seriously into this or what?

I can imagine, as usual, that those of you who don’t suck cock or aren’t fans of it might see this as being unnecessarily obsessive and I’m not sure I can really explain why it is this way. It just is and it’s always been this way. I was even talking to Cityman last night and he told me that he’s now more interested in exchanging blow jobs with a guy than he is interested in fucking and I’m not really surprised by this.

I told him – again – that anyone can get their dick hard and jam it into someone’s butt… but not everyone excels when it comes to sucking dick and this is something that all men who have sex with other men do – which is probably why oral sex is seen as more of an artform than fucking is.

So today, a new comment appeared on a slightly older post about the moment you’re sucking away on a guy’s dick and he’s about to lose his load and give you a mouthful of spunk. Those who don’t suck dick or don’t like finishing the job might be thinking, “Ew…” and, sure, I get it – it’s why they say it’s an acquired taste. But one guy brought up a point that, admittedly, I don’t really think about all that much: It’s not just a matter of taste but what it is that makes getting a mouthful either glorious or one of the worst things one can put in their mouth, voluntarily or otherwise.

Quite a few guys spoke about what’s on their mind when they know the other guy is about to lose it; others talked about the moment homey is actually cutting loose, from that first splash to how it feels to them feeling the dick pumping away in their mouth as well as the way the guy is reacting to his release.

If I remember correctly (and I’m not gonna say I do) but when I last wrote about this, I might have said some historical-type stuff about how some cultures looked at swallowing semen as taking the essence of a man and, by doing so, becoming more manly because of it. The thought of consuming another man’s seed can be some pretty heady shit and there’s not one of us who doesn’t know what’s being shot into our mouths or what we’re depositing in someone’s mouth and, as my protege likes to say, it’s so deliciously nasty that it defies the prohibitions against shooting a load anywhere but inside a woman’s vagina.

Did I mention how hot a topic cock sucking is for us? A lot of guys confess that their biggest joy in sucking cock is the moment the other guy is at that point of no return and he cums. Some say it’s their reward for whatever body of work they put into making him cum and many guys are of a mind that if you’re not going to finish the dick off in your mouth, why bother to suck it at all?

Sure, there’s doing it – it satisfies that oral fixation like few things can do and, sure, just knowing that you’re sucking a guy’s cock and you shouldn’t have any business doing that at all is exciting all by itself… but to do it and get a mouthful of jizz? Many say that this is the “real reason” why you suck cock because making a guy cum is such an ego trip that there aren’t that many words to describe what that feels like.

I’ve said it before. It’s a strange battle of wills in that a guy wants you to suck his dick and get him off this way… while doing his level best not to cum. You, on the other hand, want him to cum… and not so much but in the end, it’s both win/win and lose/lose; you failed to prevent him from busting his nuts wide open and he failed to keep the sperm where it hangs out… and you succeeded in getting him to bust and he’s very damned happy that you got him to.

Any wonder why we talk about this so much and in some pretty interesting ways? I don’t think so but, then again, I’m admittedly biased about it. One of the questions I have a hard time answering is what’s the big deal about sucking another man’s dick. It’s doing the forbidden, disregarding the ages-old taboo and, yeah, it’s that boost to your ego when you hear him gasp, cuss, his cock swells and – kapow! – here comes his sperm and, yeah, it’s not so much what it tastes like but what it is.

Another man’s seed. Baby making stuff that in that moment, ain’t being used for the purpose it was designed for. Unbelievably nasty and perhaps even more so if you happen to know the chemical makeup of semen and even if you do know it, you still want him to give it up and if you’re the one being sucked, um, hell, yeah, you wanna give it to him. Yeah, sure – if you wanna bottom-line it, it’s about being made to ejaculate… but this rabbit hole goes way deeper than that. While swallowing is optional (and a lot of guys don’t or won’t) it is an… expectation among men and “dedicated” male cocksuckers are prized more than a guy who can fuck you for a long time.

More cock sucking deals are broken if/when a guy doesn’t swallow for some, not sucking dick will end any deal put on the table unless you happen to be one of those guys who aren’t fans of being sucked, let alone made to finish. But I get that; if you’re all about sucking that dick and the other guy sucks you off, that damned refractory period of sex will kick you right out of the game so in this, it is better to give than receive and, indeed, one of the more difficult aspects of this is to learn how to keep sucking after homey has gotten you off already.

And not everyone learns how to do this.

So, yeah – when I see more and more posts about sucking dick, it does make me laugh as I recall that one guy asking why we talk it to death. Simply, it’s really the most favorite thing to do and to have done. It’s usually the first thing a guy experiences and, yeah, when a woman is blowing us, who among us doesn’t want to know what that’s like for her to be doing it and whether she finishes or not? Even guys who have yet to suck a dick (or be sucked by a guy) can go on for days at a time just talking about what this experience can be like – and mean – to them.

And to the point and extent that sucking cock is of greater interest than being fucked is. Relatively speaking, it’s easier than fucking – once more and forever, it can be done any place, any time and usually doesn’t take a whole lot of time and doesn’t require any preparation beyond washing your junk. It’s often seen to be more intimate than fucking is even though there are still people out there who firmly believe that oral sex isn’t sex – it’s just something to be done prior to intercourse.

Oddly, one of the things a guy is more likely to remember isn’t how good the fucking was – it’s how good the cock sucking was even if the dick in question is going to, um, finish elsewhere. While we are keen to go on and on for days on end on how good a blow job was, we take “bad” blow jobs very, very seriously and we are greatly offended to receive a “bad” one and feel pretty shitty to learn that we gave a bad one in the mind of the guy we sucked.

It’s some very serious shit for those of us who like/love to suck cock and, yes, that includes all the women who like/love it as well. No one ever wants to be known as a lousy cock sucker. It is a skill that many of us strive to master; it is something we do that, when we don’t get the “expected” mouthful of spunk, that will seriously piss us off and to the point where some of us will think it was our lack of skill and technique that didn’t produce the desired result even though we know that, eh, sometimes, it just doesn’t happen and it’s not always our fault that it didn’t.

Dude “complained” about us not talking about the other aspects of M2M sex and the truth, again, is that we do… we just don’t talk about them like we do when it comes to taking another man’s cock, getting it hard, and working our mouth on it until he gives up his seed and his cock returns to being soft. Fucking, in and of itself, is nice but that doesn’t come close to comparing with feeling the other guy’s cock swell and feeling him pumping his seed into your mouth so your can consume the essence of his maleness.

Any wonder why we talk this to death? Not from where I’m sitting and if I am to be honest, getting a woman to cum this way is a lot more challenging but, yeah, there are those of us who will gladly take on this most daunting challenge as well.

Anyone can fuck. Not everyone gives head and not everyone is of a mind to finish what they started. And for those who do and can finish it, what it means is so deeply personal that it defies verbal explanation about why it’s so deeply personal. If eating pussy is the “ultimate kiss,” so is sucking cock and in all of it’s glorious nastiness since, you know, guys aren’t supposed to be sucking each other, let alone enticing each other to spill our seed.

Yeah, right – sure we’re not…

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Posted by on 15 November 2019 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: Overthinking It

A guy on the forum wrote about his increasing desire to suck dick and his writing was quite thorough and covered eight things that’s on his mind about this, one of which was his thought that he was overthinking the whole thing.

Many of the things he listed are what I’d call common “concerns” and other normal kind of things, from being worried about catching something to even correctly recognizing the potential to like it too much, something guys are really and seriously afraid of. He’s already set up some preferences that are rather specific which, at least in my opinion, is putting the cart before the horse but it’s a trend these days and, in a way, makes sense from a certain point of view; if you’re gonna do something like this, it makes sense to decide upon how you wanna do it and who you wanna do it with but not always, I think, taking into consideration that thinking and doing aren’t the same things.

I commented on his post but as I did so, I actually wondered if women tend to overthink this and in similar ways.

A lot of guys are bugging about something they can’t do a whole lot about – that refractory period of sex when, upon ejaculation, they just feel shitty and have no further physical interest in sex and, interestingly, many feel that not only is this some kind of problem, it’s a key factor in sucking dick… and it can be depending on how badly this period affects them and even the other guy.

He talked about tasting his own stuff… and he didn’t like it so he’s concerned that if he sucks a dick and gets a mouthful of spunk, is he gonna hate it? Honestly? Maybe he will, maybe he won’t but, then again, there are a lot of guys who, perhaps, don’t understand some science stuff behind the taste itself.

It’s good that guys think about this stuff because, duh, they need to think about it and seriously so but, yeah, a lot of guys really do overthink it and, often, to the point where they will convince themselves that sucking a dick for the first time isn’t in their best interest… and despite what every fiber of their being is screaming at them to do.

He even questioned whether it’s normal and natural for men to suck each other off – and a lot of guys do – but, I think, they’re not all that aware of why it might feel like it isn’t normal or natural or that, um, it really is since there’s a lot of guys who do, in fact, suck dick.

Backtracking just a bit, I’m seeing more and more of a “fear” that doesn’t get talked about all that much and one that keeps a lot of men on the bench: Liking it too much. Now, ya might think this doesn’t make a lot of sense and that, perhaps, there’s no real need to overthink this one but there is a need to recognize the potential – those of you, male and female, who suck cock know how weirdly addictive it can be and it’s something that can’t be compared to what it’s like having your dick sucked (or your pussy eaten) and making me say, for the umpteenth time, just because you’ve had your dick sucked doesn’t mean you’re gonna know what it’s like to suck one.

He posed a question of whether or not he should start slowly and with mutual masturbation and then work toward sucking and if he does, that’s okay since in the world of things M2M, it’s probably the easiest thing to start out with… if you can get your head around having your hand wrapped around another guy’s boner and, no, it’s not really as easy as it might sound. While a lot of guys start out this way, many more just might go this route and with plans to take it slow and easy… then find themselves saying, “Fuck it!” and they’re sucking dick and taking it slowly has gone right out the window.

Why? Kinda hard to explain but it’s like this: You’ve got another guy in your hand, you’re working away, taking in the sights, sounds, and scents in the moment and, “out of nowhere,” something in your head says, “You know you wanna suck it… so stop playing around and get to sucking!” and, yeah, even if that wasn’t the plan at all. This, of course, doesn’t account for what might be going on in the other guy’s mind because he could have started out thinking about easing into cock sucking… then usually winds up surprising himself when he hears a voice that sounds way too much like his own blurt out, “Suck me…”

I kinda get the giggles when I hear a guy say, “I don’t know what made me do that…” and when that wasn’t the original agreement. It’s not that there aren’t guys who start with this and stay with it because there are… just not a whole lot of them and even us experienced cock suckers might agree to give a guy a hand job but, deep down inside, nah – we’d rather suck it if the other guy will allow it and while hoping he “reads our mind” and tells us to blow him.

That this guy took the time to write down his concerns is, indeed, commendable – so much for the silly notion that we do this to each other without giving it any thought, huh? But many of us do overthink it just the same and I’m sure that if I go back to the forum and see if anyone else has responded, those comments are going to be kinda all over the place and as such things tend to be. In other such topics, guys have said, “Don’t overthink it – just do it!” while others advocated extreme caution, eschewing any casual encounters in favor of more FWB-related efforts and strongly citing safety issues.

It’s rather predictable, actually, and for me, it’s kinda scary because so many guys are worried about catching something and assuming that they will… but they’re not of a mind to do the one thing that would greatly lessen their risk (along with other common sense things): Use a condom at all times and not using one ain’t gonna happen. The OP mentioned this, of course, and even correctly pointed out that using a condom creates a kind of disconnect because when you wanna suck dick, you really don’t wanna be sucking latex or whatever they’re making condoms out of these days.

The common sense stuff: If you have any doubts about the other guy, just don’t do it unless you’re gonna use a condom. The OP said something about wanting to avoid gay men because he’d feel some kind of way about sucking a guy’s dick that might have been in another guy’s ass… but he said nothing about how he felt about sucking a guy’s dick that’s been in a woman’s coochie and/or her ass… but this is something that if guys are concerned about this – and they should be – they don’t say anything about it.

The thing here is that if you don’t know where the other guy’s dick has been lately, sure, that’s a problem, isn’t it? If you asked him, maybe he answers truthfully, maybe he doesn’t, and maybe it’s not a real concern in the other guy’s mind and more so since, as far as he knows, he’s just fine and dandy to be sucked. Hence, when in doubt, just don’t do it and don’t allow yourself to be pressured or punked into doing it with those doubts in your mind.

Guys overthink the shit out of this part. They wanna suck dick, don’t want to use condoms… but scared shitless that they’re gonna catch something and, again, assuming that they will and just like the perception that if you suck cock in the casual mode, you’re definitely gonna catch something.

Fear is a seriously powerful thing and very much lends itself to overthinking while not lending itself very much to that which is common sense. I just find it horribly fascinating to watch men do this just as it fascinates me to see how other guys – and especially guys who have not sucked a dick yet – respond to stuff like this. Are the concerns valid? Of course they are! Is the OP overthinking things a bit too much? I’d say he is but, again, that’s nothing I find unusual because, forever and ever, it’s one thing to want to do it… and a whole different animal to actually do it.

I now need to hit the forum to see if anyone, including the OP himself, has commented on this so I might be back later…

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Posted by on 21 October 2019 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: “Eagerness” and “Obsessed”

Once again, just kinda sitting and staring at my Dashboard and I see the TBT post, “Eagerness” and sometimes, I’ll go back and read what I wrote because, um, sometimes, I forget what I wrote and even why I wrote it and as I read it, I realized that the title didn’t match the content of the scribble which was about swallowing and, well, okay, maybe it kinda matched up since a lot of guys are very eager to do it which, when my eyes wandered to the last post I made – “Obsessed” – I saw that these two things lend themselves to each other.

The mouse moved all by itself to “Posts,” then “Add New,” and my fingers are working away while my brain, now properly infused with caffeine asked me, “Are you getting ready to write about sucking dick… again?” – then my brain “rolled its eyes” and mumbled something about me being obsessed with sucking dick which, admittedly, I am… but I didn’t pass on the chance to poke my brain in the ribs by replying, “Well, if I am, so are you, huh?”

My brain can be such an asshole at times.

We know all about the taboo and some of us knows why the taboo really exists and I’ll dutifully remind everyone that none of that shit really means anything since it’s being done anyway, that and a lot of people can’t seem to figure out why a guy would want to do something that has been “a woman’s job” and, um, nope, not really but as I also say, perception can be very different from the truth but, of course, I’m not telling you anything you probably don’t know already.

As I re-read “Eagerness,” I also realized that I left out another reason why guys prefer to swallow – it effectively gets rid of the evidence that otherwise might be present if it’s not swallowed. I also saw that I didn’t even try to get really into why swallowing has a high appeal level for those guys who are obsessed and eager to give head… and I realized that I didn’t write about it because it gets into some seriously deep shit.

For example, I had sucked a guy off and in the moment he cut loose and I could feel and taste his spunk, the weirdest thought ever popped into my head: “You just made sure that a lot of babies would never be conceived!” right along with my asshole brain seeing fit to be all loud and obnoxious inside my head about putting that absurd (but totally true) thought in place and in the exact wrong time.

Worse, instead of my mind feeling “sorry” about that, it was laughing hysterically and evilly because, once again, the rules were trashed and ignored… and it was fun doing it and that part of my unrepentant brain was in hog heaven for doing such a disgusting thing… even as it “made” me realize that a lot of the fun in sucking a guy off is because it’s deemed to be disgusting.

The guy must have noticed that I had something on my mind because he asked me if I was okay and I said, “I’m fine…” – and because I was but the asshole in my head was off and running and giving me da bizness about it and sometimes, the asshole ain’t easily ignored once he slips his leash and gets to run around like a crazy person.

I’m sure homey thought he did something wrong or that, maybe, his stuff didn’t taste good to me which wasn’t the case at all. It wasn’t that I felt guilty – I banished that annoying feeling a long time ago but, yeah, the asshole won’t miss too many chances to remind me of the rules and, um, I gave the asshole more reason to pitch a bitch when I looked at the guy, smiled, and said, “Your turn…”

He was magnificent. Hungry. Eager. Maybe even obsessed. He’s eating my dick as if it was the best thing he could ever put in his mouth… and the asshole in my head was not happy about that one bit and since I was now tired of listening to him, I stuck a metaphysical ball gag in the asshole’s mouth (yeah, let’s see you suck a dick with that on!) and settled in to enjoy the other guy’s oral wizardry but, yeah, he’s still “mumbling” about not spilling my seed in this manner but, as I say, the asshole is an asshole because he’s liking it as much as he’s trying to make me to “the right thing” and not ejaculate into homey’s mouth and there was only one thing for me to do…

Which was to unload my balls into his eager, hungry, and very skilled mouth. He was happy; I was more than happy… but the asshole that lives in my head was anything but happy… and I could have cared less about his happiness or lack thereof.

We took a break to recharge and we’re patting each other on the ass for being great at giving head and all that; the asshole is rolling his eyes and I can hear him thinking that if he had hands, he’d tear the ball gag out and really give me da bizness and more so when we started talking about swallowing and how incomplete it made both of us not to swallow.

“There’s just something deliciously nasty about it,” homeboy said. “You know you shouldn’t do it, shouldn’t like doing it but, damn, to not do it just doesn’t make any sense, does it?”

“I agree,” I said – oh, the asshole damned near hurt himself upon hearing this! “I mean, ya don’t have to if ya don’t want to even if the other guy expects you to.”

“True, true,” my in-the-moment partner in crime said while absently licking his lips. “I don’t know about you but it doesn’t make sense to start something you’re not gonna finish.”

“I feel that way, too,” I said. “And you’re right – it’s deliciously nasty and in a great many ways…”

We exchanged “blow job horror stories” – who doesn’t have a few of these? – and we had a few good laughs at and with each other before deciding that another round of cocksucking was, indeed, mandated if not required. Since the asshole in my head couldn’t “talk” to me as the two of us settled into a 69, it didn’t stop him from thinking at me, in that sense, but now instead of giving me da bizness for the prior sinful and hedonistic act, the asshole has changed its tune big time and, I dunno, giving up and accepting the fact that I love sucking cock and swallowing sperm…

Because nothing else makes sense. He did, staying true to form, remind me that I didn’t always swallow and while I took homeboy nice and deep, I said to the asshole, “I know – do you have a point you’re trying to make? I am kinda busy, ya know.”

“Just that I’m trying to figure out why you like swallowing it,” the asshole said, letting a sigh slip into the conversation as homey did to me what I’d just done to him.

“Because I do,” I said. “It makes me feel good and bad at the same time. Hang on for a moment – I need to suck his nuts for a few moments.”

The asshole waited impatiently as I sucked homey’s nuts which encouraged him to suck mine and he even admitted that, um, wow, that felt really good while, again in true form, noting that some guys are just too rough doing that.

“So, that swallowing thing,” the asshole said, picking up the thread of our “conversation” again. “You do know what’s in that stuff, don’t you?”

“Better than you do,” I said and, yeah, if you’re thinking this is a crazy-assed conversation to be having with yourself while sucking dick, you’re right – it is but I’m having fun with this so leave me alone.

“Let me ask you something,” I asked the asshole as I ran my tongue all over homey’s knob and eliciting a delightful shudder from him.

“What?” the asshole asked, barely able to maintain his cool at this point.

“How does it make us feel when the other guy cums in our mouth?”

“Good. That sense of accomplishment. A bit of an ego trip,” the asshole replied and, might I add, reluctantly so?

“There’s your answer,” I said triumphantly. “Now… go away; I’m about to make him lose it and I don’t need you raining on my parade when he does…”

Homey cuts loose again… and myself, along with the asshole, sighs with great content and satisfaction because this is why you suck cock, to feel him give into all that has taken place and leading to this moment and barring any nasty tastes, swallowing his seed puts a very fine point on things; it’s like the ultimate act of rebellion and against a rule that, at least in my opinion, shouldn’t exist since it’s always being steadfastly ignored

He lets go of me so that he can give voice to his release… and my ego is being stroked big time to hear him cussing and all that as he’s fucking into my mouth and I know that he can feel me swallowing his stuff which just adds to his nasty deliciousness.

The asshole notes, “He’s really bringing it this time…” and I agree wholeheartedly as formerly strong pulses begin to weaken and I begin to ease up a little on his cock, which is starting to soften.

Homey returns to sucking me and now with “evil” intent and I moan despite myself (and the asshole did, too, by the way) because he’s gonna make me to what I’d just made him do and in that brief moment of clarity before I released, the asshole said, “No – don’t!”

Too late… not that there was anything I could do to stop the inevitable… or that I even wanted to do if I could. Exquisite. Indescribable. Intense as anything can get. I’m lost in the moment but with just a tad bit of faculty in place to understand that we both know what this feels like and from both perspectives. About as “nasty” as things can be but so horribly satisfying at the same time.

We’re both lying there, gasping for breath like those proverbial fish out of water while grinning at each other; the asshole in my head is trying to make me feel ashamed for doing this – again – and is failing miserably and I take that moment to say to the asshole, “This is why I swallow; this is why he just swallowed my stuff, too. Do you finally understand? Are we gonna have this conversation again?”

A rhetorical question because we had that conversation again the next day and with the same guy. Eagerness. Obsessed. Still not sure that’s the correct word in this context. It just does not make much sense to suck a guy’s cock and not entice him to cum… then swallow it because it’s so damned nasty to swallow it. Evil. Sinful. Confirming your reservation in whatever hell awaits you down the road. Risky; sure, but nothing new about that but that, too, lends itself to a great deal of pleasure.

One of those rare moments when the ends justifies the means and while just sucking a guy’s cock – without the creamy finish – can be fun and satisfying, it just continues to stick a thumb in the eye of the long-standing taboo that, to this day, insists that this should never be done, let alone enjoyed.

Which is more than enough reason to do it and enjoy it. Some guys “get off” on the taste and feel but that asshole that lives inside my head takes things way beyond that and, despite itself, focuses on the sheer nastiness of consuming another man’s seed and, again, in total and complete defiance of the rules. An acquired taste? Of course it is just as it’s not a taste – which really isn’t so much about literally tasting it – but what having it in your mouth and swallowing it means or may otherwise imply. That ego trip knowing that you had something to do with the other guy spilling his seed and, I guess, an odd sense of not “letting it go to waste;” a lot of guys talk about the reward for all the work it takes to get a guy to cum and, in a lot of ways, it is a reward of sorts but one that touches and satisfies the lizard part of our brains and in ways there are few words to adequately describe why so many of us love doing such an “unholy” thing, why we’re so eager to do it…

And why we can be so obsessed about doing it in this way. Oh, that and when you swallow it all, you lessen the chance of someone asking you later, “Hey… what’s that on your face (or stuck in your hair)?”



Posted by on 14 October 2019 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: Wow – Who Knew?

One of the things that gives me joy and sometimes makes me laugh is when a guy finds out that sucking cock isn’t as bad as they were told or believed.

It’s an exciting yet scary moment because while it’s easy to imagine doing this, oh, yeah, it gets very real when there’s a cock before you and awaiting your attention. Thoughts make themselves known: Can I do this? Should I be doing this? I can’t fucking believe I’m about to do this! Shit… do I even know how to do it?

Mouth meets cock and wow – who knew this could be this exciting? And those new to cock sucking are usually quite surprised… while us experienced cock suckers sit back and smile knowingly and, yeah, I’ve been known to laugh at their reactions, not in a disrespectful way but sharing their joy of discovery.

Why do they like it so much? Well, there’s some science/psychology involved – which I won’t get into – but a lot of it is discovering that sucking a dick is quite liberating – any fears they previously had didn’t pay them a visit and that’s a great relief and load off their mind. That sperm in the mouth thing? Hmm, yeah… some truth to the acquired taste thing but not really that bad!

Who knew?

Well, a lot of people knew… but the question oddly makes sense when it’s new to you. All those “stories” one might have heard about how heavenly it is right along with all the horror stories play into this as well – is any of it true? Will the bad shit happen to me?

What if I don’t like it? Fuck…what if the other guy doesn’t like it? These and many more questions weigh heavily on the novice cock sucker’s mind… and, goodness, it is sheer heaven to find out that, yeah, it ain’t as bad as advertised.

It didn’t kill them; didn’t turn them into a flashy, flamboyant gay dude or make them feel unmanly. It was great, amazing, all that and a bag of chips…

And they can’t wait to do it again. All puns and jokes aside, it is addictive. Some say it’s a huge ego trip to have a guy’s cock in their mouth and knowing that you’re controlling what he’s feeling; some guys enjoy that “battle of wills” that takes place – homie ain’t trying to give up the nut… and you’re trying to make him give it up.

Such good fun and, yeah, fun that can also be frustrating. The newbie learns, as all cock suckers do, that this is hard work and something that worked well one time might not work the next time… and even on the same guy. One learns some stuff about doing it and even put their own spin and touches on techniques that, hopefully, will increase their pleasure and the pleasure of the guy they’re blowing.

I mean, who knew? Well, now you know like those who suck cock knows.

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Posted by on 14 September 2019 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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