I've had a couple gay experiences now. Whereas before I had fantasized about doing it but didn't know if I'd actually like it, now I not only crave it but had experiences to re-live in my head while anticipating my next adventure.
I answered a phone call from my ex girlfriend Liz. "Hello."
"What's up?" I asked.
"Bored, watching TV. Anything new with you?" she asked back.
"No," I answered.
"Why don't you get a pilot's license or something so you can tell me something excited," she said while laughing.
Liz was a very dominate girl, who required someone more dominate than her. We didn't work out well in a relationship, but as friends we got along great. In retrospect, maybe that was a hint of possible gay experiences to come. Anyways I could trust her. "Well all right. I'll tell you something good if you don't tell everyone you know or whatever." I felt nervous and kind of regretted it.
"Goodie! Tell me!"
"Well, to put it simply, I've realized I'm bi. And I've acted out on it."
"Really? You? Acted it out, how?" she asked.
"Yeah, well I've had two experiences so far. First time I gave this guy a blowjob," I told her.
"What?!" she asked, shocked.
"Yeah, and he did me. It was great." All the nervousness left my body now and I was able to say that out loud calmly.
"Did you fuck him back?" she asked.
I thought to myself for an instant how less manly that makes me look to her, and even though I kind of wanted her back still just one more time I knew it was hopeless. "No. I don't really care to fuck a guy. I just like being on the receiving end."
"Wow, I can't believe you. I would have never guessed. How big was he? Have you been with anyone else?" she asked.
I responded, "no, just him. He's slightly larger than mine."
"How did it feel inside you?" she asked curious.
"It was great. He wore a condom but I could still feel the warmth from his cum in it."
"When you sucked him, did you swallow?" she asked.
"Most of it yes, a little got on my face." I was kind of turned on just talking about it all.
"I hate when a guy cums on my face. It's so humiliating and degrading," she replied.
I didn't want to admit it, but the thought of a guy intentionally shooting his whole load all over my face turned me on. I accepted I liked the humiliation aspect of it, if that's what it was. I merely replied with "well it's not a big deal to me."
She told me, "you're fucking with me aren't you?"
"No, I don't know if I should have told you or not in the first place so if you don't believe me then that's all right."
"I gotta see you do it," she said.
I was instantly turned on by the thought of her watching it happen. I didn't know if Jason, the guy I had all these experiences with, if he would mind. I told her though, "all right well I'm looking forward to it."
"I gotta go," she said and quickly hung up.
A day went by. I checked my phone around the afternoon, and saw a text message from her saying, "get your ass over here."
She lived about 10-15 minutes from me. I drove to her house, just casually without a thought of yesterday's phone call.