Mwm Bisexual Musings

Donnie and Dave fall into Bro-mance in

MWM Bisexual Musings Ch. 09

. It amps up from here.

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"You need to shower," Dave said, getting up holding out his hand. My eyes looked at his whole body, lean for late 40s, muscular, a couple of inches taller than my 6'2" frame. I felt self-conscious, my extra pounds around the waist, though fitter than most at 60, I actually stopped and stammered for a moment.

"I should probably get back and...."

"Nonsense, you need to wash my scent off you, don't want your wife, Mel, to be smelling man musk."

He was purposeful, pulling me towards the bathroom in his basement, our bodies naked, his cock dangling and bouncing. I was in that post nut space where you clearly doubt or clearly think about a situation and, truthfully, I was a little ashamed, feeling guilty. Pulling me into the bathroom, he shut the door, turned on the water and turned, looking at my eyes, downcast, not making the eye contact we had been for two rounds of golf.

He walked towards me and I moved backwards hitting the door. I would have probably run out, my mind thinking to get the handle, I looked down for it and reached out.

His hand abruptly stopped its motion.

"Listen to me, Donnie," He said squeezing my wrist, his hip pushing into my side, the one closest to the handle, pinning me into the corner. "I'm very discrete, and knowing I'm your first, you don't even have to tell me or confirm it to me, is very hot!"

Our eyes were now locked again, the bourbon still on our breath, the smell of sex emanating from his mouth and my arse. I felt the cum and I felt his cock pushing towards me, still limp.

It was instantly very hot, my mouth watering waiting for a kiss, the steam from the shower starting to roll into the small space. I began to get hard first, poking at his thigh; his hand quickly moving to it, rising, stroking it, holding my gaze.

"Welcome to the other side, Donnie," he said, pushing on my shoulders. I slid down the wall with him looking intently down at me. "I bet you've had a cock in your mouth before, but none like this."

He held his out, still limp, though showing signs of life, his belief he was about to be my first fuelling strong desire. I was glad he was aggressive, dominant in his approach to me, otherwise I'd have been a few miles down the road already.

He pushed it towards me, a finger prying at my mouth which opened and the flaccid flesh met my tongue. I closed on it, moved my hand instinctively to the base of his shaft, I folded and tucked all of it inside my mouth.

"Mmmm...beautiful, Donnie." His hands were in my hair, moving my head around, telling me he was still directing, and the flesh began to fill, pushing to the back of my throat and slipping out of my lips while it grew. "Wet me, Baby, like every porn star, use your mouth's wetness to prep me."

"Gmfft....Spt!"

I released his cock, spat down on it, sucked around it gathering the body of my spit, then drizzling it down on his cock. My lips pursed looking down at its magnificence. I rubbed the spit in and pulled up more, with more body less liquid, doing the same, repeating, gathering that which did not rub into him.

"GohhhD...You're a natural!" Dave said, looking down watching me ready him, my hand rubbing, lips gathering, spitting downward and repeating, my hand sliding easier and easier. The steam building in the shower was making the room cloudy.

"Gmmft!"

He had pushed in, my throat taking an inch more than I thought I'd ever get.

"Hold still right there"

"GMMMFFTT!"

He pushed half his cock down my throat, my head angled perfectly.

"GMMMFTT! GMMFT!"

He pushed forward, 2/3rds inside, then pulled back and thrust his weight forward.

"GMMMFFFT!!!"

Dave was balls deep, my eyes looking up through the strain. He looked so pleased, knowing where my mind was, my cock so hard, my desire so high, loving that I was his host, taking his cock deep into my throat.

"Gmmmft! Ohhh!"

He pulled out and took my hand again.

"I will fill your stomach in the shower."

I hadn't noticed that the shower was the length of the room, dual heads and a long bench on the ornate tile. Dave pulled me almost off balance, finally kissing me in front of the open glass, his hips guiding me into the middle of the dual streams hitting us; a little bit hot at first at our waists.

"Slide down," he said, his hands on my shoulders, my butt moving in front of the bench. His hands were pushing my shoulders onto the bench, his crotch and wetted cock moving to my face. I opened and he was in my mouth pushing back, lifting one leg up and finding the perfect angle.

In an instant he was sliding down my throat, the water hitting my shoulders. I loved his control, his direct instruction, no hesitation, he was taking me.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

He pushed and pulled back, pushed and pulled back, getting a rhythm established from the jump. I squirmed below him, taking each thrust, trying to find the most comfortable position, while holding steady letting him fuck my mouth.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft! Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

I pumped myself for his pleasure, indoctrinating me, defining our dynamic and filling my month with the pent-up sexual frustration from cancelled dates and broken promises.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

My hands found his hip on one side and his calf on the bench, I held tight, I let him pull back and thrust down, his balls hitting my lip sliding down my chin with every full push. I was taking it all, I was a great cock sucker, I pulled into him with every thrust.

"Ohhh. Donnie!"

"Gmmft! Gmmmft! Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

I took him again and again, I didn't think it would end, I felt the edge of the bench, having to readjust, just when I thought he'd fuck me all afternoon in this position.

"Gmmft! Gmmmft!"

"OHHH! DONNIEEE!!!"

I pushed in deep and felt the warmth shoot down to my stomach, deep inside my throat. I resisted the urge to pull off, relaxed, watched the orgasm shape his face, his eyes closed, then in a quick moment, opened again.

"Mmmm..."

He pulled out of me, the feeling of the receding flesh sliding out of my throat was a first and it was magical, my cock still hard. I felt committed to this and anything this man wanted to introduce me to, I was all in at that moment.

He pulled me up, pushing me under the water, his body covering mine from behind, he took the soap and washed me, shampoo in my hair, his limp cock pressing against my arse, his hand stroking me, faster and faster.

He turned my body so that the water was in both our faces, his mouth on mine kissing my cum soaked mouth, tongues dancing, his hand stroking faster and faster.

"Ohhh...." I moaned into his mouth. "Dave...oh...."

My cock released its burden, the cum shot up between us and was washed away down the drain. I was this man's bitch and I loved it! He kept kissing me through the release, through the 'after blowing my load' regret, handing me the soap, I washed him.

Soon he shut off the water, moved to the bathroom and in the cloudy room we dried each other off. We didn't speak, not for a long time, just playing off each other's needs after a long shower, after cumming twice each.

Walking naked into the bar area, the AC was chilly; we both dressed and went back to the bar.

"Well?" Dave asked with a smile, pouring another shot of bourbon, handing it to me. I thought of my words and instead raised a glass.

"Too life altering events!"

"To new relationships!" Dave added, staring deep into my soul.

We touched the shot glasses and downed the bourbon. He waited for me to talk, he'd opened the conversation and we had two similar statements, he wanted my words first.

"Discrete?"

"Yes."

"This wasn't a one-time thing?"

"Oh no, I feel your need sitting here right now. You want me again and again."

"True."

"How?"

"It's not so hard, just trust me."

I put my head in my hands, my stomach felt guilt, desire, shame and a dirty satisfaction all at the same time.

"Can I ask you a question?" Dave said, coming round the bar, putting his hand on my back, my head turning to his face.

"Shoot."

"I've listened to you and Mel talk about needing your bathroom redone," he said. "I did this one down here, I get 1-2 days off during the week. Can I be your contractor?"

I paused, looked at him, thought about that and how available I could be during the day, but also Mel's schedule.

"That might work, I mean I can get away some, but she works from home some days."

"Even better," his smile began to creep up.

"Oh...no...I mean..."

"She's hot, Donnie...I'm 100% bisexual."

"I never thought..."

"Here's what we're going to do..."

Dave saw the compliance in my eyes, the curiosity in my face, I'd never thought to unleash this or any man on her, but we were here and if it meant seeing Dave more, I was at least going to listen.

He explained it perfectly. I was to go home and talk about the golf and having to drive him home, seeing his bathroom, finding out he was a contractor on the side. He'd give us a discount.

"I'll come over, I'll begin to be flirty at yoga and when I'm there," He said. "In the meantime, you'll have to prime her a little by upping your sex game with her and talking about me positively. You can even talk about me and how 'if' you were gay or bi or whatever you'd like to see me naked. stuff like that."

Dave went on to say he'd wear tight shorts or sweats and it wouldn't be difficult to get hard, let her know what he had down there.

"I'll find an angle and that may be either talking about your deficiencies or her desires, shit like that," He said, walking me to my car. I had to get going.

"At some point I'll force a kiss, she'll not tell you and then I'll let you know and you'll be more of a dick to her," He said. "She'll either turn to me or I'll force a little more than a kiss."

"Say what?"

"She'll want it, like you, and I'll just take it..."

"Hmmmm"

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'I'll just take it' was stuck in my head all the way home. Did he just take it from me? I felt like a willing participant, except in the bathroom at first. Was that 'taking it'?

I was an hour ahead of Mel, got home and did some laundry, was nervous, guilty, excited! My cock grew hard every time I thought about Dave's cock down my throat, in my arse, his mouth on me, his hand stroking me.

Thinking of him and Mel, my cock grew harder, and when I turned to greet Mel home from her day, she looked down.

"Geez...I know it's been a while," she put the groceries down. "What have you been thinking about?"

"You..."

I moved to kiss her but she was reluctant; her list of 'to do' jobs in her head was a long list so she ducked under me and I found myself grabbing her wrist.

"Donnie!"

"Mel, it's been a while and I have been thinking about you," I pulled her in, she resisted a moment and I thought 'I'll just take it' and moved in for a kiss. Her body was rigid at first and then melted into me when my hand found her breast.

"I won't be long, you know that..."

Planned yet unplanned, I pushed her with my body, our mouths joined, into the bedroom.

"Geez, could you mmfftt!" I pushed my mouth on hers talking, my hands pulling at her yoga pants.

"I want you, Mel."

"I see that," she said, my hands pulling down my shorts, my cock harder than it had been in months.

She had a doubtful look shimmying off her tight leggings, her panties inside them, we tossed off our tops and I pushed inside her slightly moist pussy.

"Ohhh..." I pushed through the friction and was balls deep.

"Ahhh...Ohh..." it got comfortable, her legs twisted around mine, her body strained and she got her first orgasm fairly quickly. "Ohhhh...Donnie...."

'I'll take her'

Her eyes got too conscious, she often came fast and then was just there. I had made my mind up to throw her a curve ball. We hadn't fucked doggie in several years, I pulled out undoing our legs, turned her quickly.

"What the...Ohhhh"

I pushed inside her, holding her hips up before she could protest.

"Donnie, wait I...Ohhhhh...Mmmmmm"

I fucked her hard from the start.

"OHH! OHH! AHH! OHH!"

My thighs slapped hers. I imagined getting it from Dave like this - we were missionary when he took my cherry.

"Ahh! Ahh! AHH! OHH! YESS!"

She orgasmed for the first time in almost 30 years with me from behind."

I wasn't done.

Numb from two orgasms that afternoon, I rode her hard for 30 minutes, sweat beading up on both of us, her arid pussy wet for the first time in years, my cock plunging in again and again.

"OHH! OHH! AHH! OHH!"

She looked back; her face frantic. I think she orgasmed a third time in there at one point and I felt myself ride.

"Jesus, Donnie, FINISH!"

"Ohhh"

I pushed inside and unloaded. Kissing her neck, then pushing on her hips sliding out of her and then I backed away, got dressed and went out into the living room.

I heard her in the bathroom, cleaning out my cum, getting dressed. She hung out for a minute and then came out and began to put away the groceries. She wasn't looking at me, she was processing an event that in 30 years hadn't happened. She was a good study on behaviour and I knew she was trying to figure out what had gotten into me.

"What the hell was that?" she said in a lower tone, not angry, just wanting to cut to the chase.

"You've been on my mind a lot lately."

She paused, thinking, putting things away, her eyebrows furrowed.

"I hope you enjoyed it..." I said, trying to move to the positive side.

"Parts of it, yes."

"Wait, why not all of it?!" I said getting up, getting angry. It had been over 20 years since she revealed she had abusive boyfriends and giving up control, be it doggie or oral sex, felt demeaning. I'd requested it lightly, rarely doing either for that time. Our first date she sucked me off, and allowed oral sex while dating, from that conversation on we weren't much of a sexual match.

She teared up, like I had forgotten, her perception was her life. I had heard that a lot in her transformation over the last several years.

"I want to please you and I want to be pleased," I said telling her my perception. "I want to worship your body and try things and love you, and be dirty, naughty and love you as always."

I moved to her and hugged her.

There were no more words, and I thought I had gotten through, even maybe too good if Dave was going to use my ineptness to gain an 'in' with her. I wondered if I wanted that, if breaking through was going to satisfy my urges, my desires.

Even so, she couldn't give me what my mind went to that night - Cock.

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"No Donnie, that was perfect," Dave said through a messenger app he suggested and told me how to hide on my phone. "Be overly attentive, make big asks, be frustrated, put the pressure on and make it feel normal even if she's constantly turning you down."

"What, like ask for, ummm, anal and shit like that."

"Exactly!" he said. "Who knows she might give it up."

"Then we're closer and she'll be less likely...."

"I'll tell you when to be a dick. Did you tell her about me redoing your bathroom?"

"No..."

"Get on that and secondly, when am I seeing you this week?"

"What??"

"YOU want me, and don't cut me off."

"We just..."

"God damn it! Tell me when, I'm off Wednesday and Thursday or any time after 5pm this week. I'll make it work. BYE!"

Fuck.

******

"Mggftt! Ghhftt! Gift!"

My cock went deep into Mel's mouth, I pushed hard, held her head, I had coerced her after one too many 'Gin and Tonics', my cock pushing deeper than it had ever been. The look of panic and fear on her eyes, her hands pushing me back, my hips powering through her resistance.

I set up a date for tomorrow morning, Tuesday, and took a 1/4 day off work before he had appointments, going to his office early before his staff got there. It was easy to agree to, to set up and he directed me to try something with Mel.

"Why, I want you..." I said, knowing that he wanted a co-dependence for sex, not to pull me away, at least not yet.

He just sent a winking emoji

"AGGhfftt!"

Mel was trying to back off, I had pinned her body to the edge of the bed, she had no escape, her fingernails dug into me, the heat and hot, dirty sex I was forcing brought me to the edge.

"AGGHHHFFTT!"

I pulled out and exploded into her face, holding it inches away, her eyes angry, surprised, the second rope covered her cheek.

"FUCKER!" she slid away, the next hit the bed spread. "God DAMNIT!"

I stood there, my cock drizzling its cum onto the floor, her clean streak coming to the fore, looking around, grabbing my shirt, wiping her face. She then threw it on the ground -- pissed - and headed to the bathroom slamming the door. I heard the shower start, her drunk shock gone with the aggressive stuff of my cock forcing into her throat, having played around with her giving me head, rubbing her spit into it, then jamming it down.

She came out, last night's PJs on, not looking at me and rolled over with her back to me going to sleep.

I fell asleep satisfied, almost chuckling to myself, accomplishing both pushing her boundaries, getting off and getting her mad at me all at the same time.

"Trifecta" I said calling Dave, telling him of my cock stuffing. I had told her at dinner, getting her drunk, about his talent for doing bathrooms and I was supposed to set up a night for him to come over.

"Amazing...it's actually a quad billing, forcing her on top of that," he went on to mentioning pushing her past her wishes again. "You going to sneak attack her from behind next?"

We both laughed, then focused on us.

"You hard yet," he asked, springing my cock to life.

"I am now," I rubbed my crotch. "Can we do the whole roleplay thing, you give me a physical and just get handsy."

"You read my mind, in case someone comes in early, but it shouldn't be a problem."

"Fuck I'm so hard for you," I said aa I hung up and ended the call.

I pictured taking it from behind across the table; face to face on the table; on all fours on the floor; taking his cock fully. My stomach bounced with free anticipation, the cover of an appointment, she could track me on Life 360, I was seriously going to an appointment or a well check.

I met the cleaning person at the door, she nodded and I went inside stating, "I've got an early physical."

She nodded with no expression and moved on to her car.

"Rosie has no concept of what I do and when, I just made sure she was on her way," Dave said, he was in scrubs, a PA and he was simply going to give me a physical, with added probes. "Down the hall, last room on the right."

I walked, he stopped to get a one of those metal folders, clanking it open, I turned to go inside and he got a pen.

"I've got more repeat clients just putting a scale in the room instead of announcing weight on the way back," Dave said, pointing to the height and weight scale. "Go ahead and strip, since we're doing a BMI today, using ultrasound readings all over your body."

I quickly stripped, my cock reducing the professionalism, his voice a doctor, then placing his hand on my arse, pushing me up. His smile reenergized my erection, filling it with blood.

"Don't worry, it won't add weight, it's coming from other places," He reached around and stroked me, let go and let the reading happen. "Hmmm. 216 and 6'2". We'll see the BMI but I'm guessing we're looking at suggesting a 20-pound regimen."

I moved me to the table, his hands always close to something, my lower back, my arse cheeks, brushing my cock, making eye contact and smiling, still taking measurements. He looked at my file online, gave me some booster vaccines for COVID and Pneumonia, complimented me on getting my shingles shots.