The “greatest gift” given to me when I became bisexual was… oral sex.
First, sucking cock or, that first time, barely managing to use my tongue the way he was trying to tell me and learning the “up, down, and all around” motion as well; I didn’t as much suck his dick as he kinda fucked my mouth but I liked the feel of the head of his dick in my mouth, all soft and spongy but kinda hard at the same time.
Those warm splashes of his cum that were filling my mouth up so much that I swallowed most of it out of a sense of self-preservation changed my life forever. The very next day, I had to tell my friends about it, found out that a couple of them already knew about it and the five of us went to a hideout to suck on each other’s pricks because it felt good to the one doing it and definitely the one getting it done. A whole lot of years later, I would wonder and marvel at how easily sucking dick came to be and my fellows which only lent itself to my theory that men giving each other blowjobs was just as normal as anything else.
My only complaint was that my friends weren’t shooting the stuff – but there were guys who were shooting it and I was happy to suck on their much bigger pricks until I heard them groan and then felt those warm splashes in my mouth – and swallowing as fast as I could to gulp down the salty-sweetness of their stuff. Yeah, sometimes, one of those guys would want to squirt his stuff between my butt cheeks, which felt weird but good and would leave my butt sticky and squishy.
But if a guy wanted his dick sucked, I was the guy to find, not that it was my intention to be that go-to kind of guy but Adult Me would recognize that from the very first moment I had a dick in my mouth, I was hooked on it and I couldn’t get enough of sucking dick, with or without the baby-making stuff. Almost a week after that first life-changing experience, I ejaculated for the first time and now I’m shooting the baby-making stuff, too.
My friends didn’t believe me but, um, they sure found out when they sucked my dick and made me shoot – and while some of them were mad that I was shooting the stuff (and they weren’t) but it made me quite popular among other guys and a few of the Hot in the Ass Girls. Ah, I remember an older guy – a teenager – sucking my dick and I told him that I was gonna shoot and he either didn’t hear me or he ignored me but I definitely got his attention when I shot my stuff into his mouth and he was surprised e
Years in the future, I would be talking to a doctor about this and he was kinda surprised that I was nine when I first ejaculated but I had also told him that a couple of weeks before that happened, I’d been hit by a car and had gotten stitches in my head and he suggested that hitting my head when the car hit me might have triggered my entry into puberty and, well, that was about the best explanation I’d ever heard of. My other male friends didn’t ejaculate until they were teens – well, most of them didn’t – but while they were waiting to be able to shoot the stuff, I was having the time of my life sucking dicks and getting mouthfuls of the stuff – aka jizz – from those who could give it and in quantity.
Then I learned about eating pussy. If swallowing a man’s sperm was/is an acquired taste, so is putting your mouth on a girl’s pussy – but I had to know why my father told me to never put my mouth on a girl’s pussy. Adult Me knows why you shouldn’t because it can get you into some… interesting trouble but absent that? I thought that sucking dick was the best thing ever and it got replaced the day I ate my first pussy.
Which made me popular again with girls. They might not have been of a mind to let me stick it in and do it to them and squirt my jizz all up in them but once they learned that I didn’t mind licking the kitty (and the girl I first ate told all of her friends about it), if I wasn’t sucking dick, I was eating pussy and constantly learning how to master the skills that could make guys shoot their stuff and make girls try to push me from between their legs.
An older woman told and taught me that if they’re not looking at me like I tried to kill them, I didn’t do it right – and I’d better keep at it until I did it right. I might not have had the biggest dick, and I might not have been able to fuck for a very long time without cumming but I could suck dick and eat pussy like a fiend and guys liked having their dick sucked and girls really liked having their pussies eaten and the long you could do it, the more they liked it.
Being teased about it in high school and that was okay because my comeback was, “That’s how I’m getting the pussy you ain’t getting…” because girls were making it clear: You had to lick it before you could stick it – and they did not mean giving the kitty a few licks.
They meant you’d better pack lunch and dinner because you’re going to be there for a long time.
I was learning that giving someone head could be a lot of work simply because it wasn’t always easy to get them to cum, say, in less that twenty minutes. The challenge for me was to go down on them and stay down on them until they came, or they made me stop or, sometimes, they couldn’t cum even if their life depended on it and not all of my head-giving experiences went swimmingly well and lessons in how you can’t please everyone – but you can sure as hell have fun trying to.
Being around men and women who either didn’t give head or they didn’t like getting it (and learning some important stuff as to why they didn’t) and my personal thought and feeling that they not only didn’t know what they were missing, they were the ones who was crazy and not me. Girls would be like, “Do you eat at the Y, and do you eat for a long time?” and guys would be like, “Do you swallow?” and, why, yes – I can do both! And, yes, I learned the joy of being able to suck cock and eat pussy in threesomes and other group sex activities because, um, it just made sense to have sex like that and everyone was fair game and when someone would make me cum and I had to recharge, I could keep myself occupied waiting to recharge by sucking dicks and eating pussies.
Being lucky enough to have sucked multiple dicks in one setting as well as eating multiple pussies and after being disbelieved, dared, and challenged to eat five girls until they all had The Big O… and I did not fail to please them, which was good because I got to eat a lot of pussy thanks to word-of-mouth advertising and “good” reviews.
The fun of having girls I didn’t know rolling up on me and asking, “Is it true that you eat pussy?” and, um, yeah, it’s true – why are you ask- oh, that’s why you’re asking. Being invited to prove that I did and it was a challenge that I couldn’t refuse to take on – and learning some of the reasons why you should never put your mouth on a girl’s pussy – and learning from those who got VD from both guys and gals. So, yeah, Dad, you were right about that but, at the same time, you were about as wrong as it gets and, um, ahem, I won’t even mention being awakened in the middle of the night and hearing Mom yelling at you to eat her pussy and don’t stop. That “do as I say, not as I do” stuff was bullshit…
Even more fun when they would make it clear that all they wanted was to be eaten and I’d better not even dream about fucking them but, um, by the time I got into my pussy-eating groove, they were telling me to fuck them; one girl, when asked why she changed her mind, said, “It was the only way I could think of to get you to stop eating me and making me cum!”
I had peers who thought I was the weirdo because I sucked dick and ate pussy and, at first, I hated being picked on about it until I realized that I might be weird because I loved to give head, but I was getting laid… and way more than they were. Learning not to brag or make promises other than I’m going to do the best I can and know how to because it was all I could do, and I hated it when I failed to please someone orally and understanding that if you don’t fail, you never learn how to succeed.
Being able to turn guys on to the joys of cocksucking and showing them that girls weren’t the only ones who could suck dick – and you didn’t have to be gay to suck dick. Learning that it wasn’t always easy to convince a girl/woman to let me eat that thang but it wasn’t always that hard to convince a guy that, um, look; if you let me suck your dick, you won’t regret it, okay?
That great sense of accomplishment to be able to get someone off with my mouth and, yeah, being told that I’m crazy or that I suck cock better than women and other such things that I learned just to take in stride and to not let it go to my head because (1) there is always someone who’s going to be better at it than I am and (2) I don’t always get it right. Although I would take a bit of pride to be told that I’m almost as good as a woman when it comes to eating pussy and I’ve seen women do it and, yeah, I’m not even in their league but, again, I can only do the best I know how to do.
Adult Me would be thinking about Younger Me and had “finally realized” that at the ripe old age of ten – and learning how to lick and suck on a girl’s pussy – was the “final piece” of the puzzle that was the basics of having sex. Again, I might not have had the biggest and fattest dick, and I might not have been able to fuck “all night long” but I was a cocksucking, pussy-eating fiend of the highest order and even growing into adulthood didn’t change this about me but adults, yeah, adults were funny about it, and I’d learn more about there being some people you should never give head to.
And learning to never let anyone try to steal your joy. Learning that just because the last time didn’t go all that well didn’t mean that it would always not go well – and even with the same person. Sucked a guy’s dick one day and utterly failed to get him off with my mouth and having to endure him pounding my ass unmercifully and unpleasantly until he did cum but the next day? Got him off with my mouth in about four minutes… and he was pissed.
Learning about the refractionary period of sex and how badly it could affect men and women and, yeah, I didn’t understand why I’d be ready to have sex repeatedly but then, I’d bust a nut and… all those plans to fuck and suck all day long was the last fucking thing I wanted to do… but I’d had to learn how to go back down on a pussy I just came in because she’s telling me that she hasn’t cum yet and knowing that failing to make a woman cum, well, it doesn’t get any worse than that.
Or sucking dicks with a guy and he makes me cum first and… yuck, I’d rather go work at the city dump on the hottest day imaginable but he’s still hard and hasn’t cum so my work is not done… and I had do it, had to finish it because I did not want it said that I was afraid to get a pussy that was oozing my spunk or that I cut and ran after busting a nut and left the other guy hanging. Both reputation and pride wouldn’t let me do what other guys were doing to me (and to others) and not always to my benefit at times, but you really do learn how to take the good with the bad and if it was bad, look to see if there was something – anything – I found to be enjoyable… and sometimes it wasn’t easy to.
In relationship mode, eating that pussy wasn’t a chore; it was still very much a joy for me to go down on my wife every day and sometimes several times a day or sometimes, I didn’t want to fuck her – I just wanted to eat her, get her squirting all over the place, and go back to whatever I was doing. Knowing that she’d recommend me to some of her girlfriends because unlike their husband/boyfriend, I would eat that pussy until one of us quit – and I wasn’t about to quit and no matter how beaten up I’d get while eating them, including almost drowning eating a woman I didn’t know was a squirter and she was sitting on my face and, well, take it from there.
Don’t get me wrong – I’d go through some shit sucking dick that I wasn’t fond of but eating pussy would often prove to be a hazard to my health and general well-being from having teeth loosened to being smothered and almost choked into unconsciousness by women who were doing what I wanted them to do: Use my mouth and tongue to get off!
The highest praise gotten from a woman? Being told that I was dangerous and that my tongue was lethal. Being told by guys that I suck cock better than the women they knew… or the one they lived with. My problem was that… I didn’t give head to make the other person happy, you know, as a main reason for why I gave head. I learned that if I’m having fun giving someone head and they’re liking what I’m doing, it’s a win/win for both of us – but I’ve never been, in today’s terms, a submissive cocksucker/muff diver.
Giving head… turns me on like nothing else can; I love the way it tastes, smells, and feels and once I learned how to be in the moment, shit, it just got better. Please don’t get me wrong here: I love being inside someone’s body and that level of intimacy, to be as close to someone as humanly possible, is so special and intimate… but so is giving them head and feeling the rush of taking a guy’s dick right down to the root or having a woman pressing my face against her wetness and like she’s trying to push my head in there is, wow, damn, does it get any better than that?
And then I learned that I’m orally fixated. The short version is that I like having things in my mouth and sucking on them. It explained much and I wasn’t all that concerned about it and, if anything, I reveled in having someone’s cock or pussy in my mouth and just going for what I know and doing the things I’ve spent learning when it comes to giving head.
Do you know what I mean? Do you know how it feels? Knowing the difference between merely liking to give head and loving to do it?
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