I would like to 1st introduce myself, my name is Bob, I am a 62 yo bi-sexual guy. I was never interested in dating in high school as I was always embarrassed of my tiny penis, 3 1/2" when I measured it my junior year, so I just studied and played baseball. In college at 18, I had my first experience with a guy when I was back home & found I liked it. I had sex with other guys at school many more times causing me to believe that I was gay, however later in my later college years I found I also liked girls so it hit me, I was bi.
All my childhood I noticed I was so much smaller than everyone else, and always tried to shower alone after gym class or after baseball games. I was always so worried about my size being an issue that it wasn't until my 1st semester in college at the weekend after my 18th birthday that I had my 1st experience.
I came home because my parents wanted to celebrate my big day even though it was 3 days later. They had a little party for me, two of my aunts, an uncle, my parents, sister, grandpa & grandma where there. After cake I opened presents, I got cash from my parents & grandparents and gift cards from almost everyone else. I decided to go a small mall we had two towns over and met this guy Howard who had graduated from the high school there the year earlier. We struck up a conversation, he told me he was 19 living home and that he was trying to figure life out after coming out to his parents. As I told him about myself I could see him checking me out, if I may say I am pretty well built and was told I was good looking, so I wondering maybe he thought I had a big cock or something.
Howard & I did hook up, I will say he didn't say anything about my size but he did seem shocked a little by it. He sucked my cock & I sucked his but after that he wanted to fuck my ass, which I did allow him to since I had never done that and wondered if I would like it. I found I was ok with it but not turned on as much as I thought. He did let me fuck his ass and I found I was excited about that and my cum seemed to last forever when I shot it inside his ass.
Some months later I was reading a gay book from an adult bookstore that had a talking about top & bottom guys. Reading this was like a bomb exploding in my head. Thinking back to my day with Howard, I wasn't turned on when he fucked me but when I fucked him I was, bingo I thought I'm a top guy.
As time went by I found as I watched gay movies or were with guys in college, the guy with the small cock is almost always the bottom guy. One day I thought to myself just why is that as I was watching a movie, a guy with a 10" dick fucking a guy who was maybe 6". Ok so 6" is maybe average but still I thought the little guy is always the bottom.
I had a ton of hookups in my freshman, sophomore, & early junior years of college, I mean a ton all around being 19-20 years old except two that were both in their 30's . Even though I am small, I measured in at a whopping 4 1/4" when I checked in the middle of freshman year gaining a whole 3/4", I really like to suck big guys. I guess maybe it's because of my size, maybe a complex or something. Most guys I dated were 6 1/2 to 7 inches, but the guys that I really liked to suck most were bigger, the biggest guy being just over 10", now that was a cock. The problem was after I would suck them they all seemed to be top guys. Now I have no problem sucking any cocks, tops or bottoms they all taste so good as they shoot their salty cum in my mouth. The problem again is they were all were top guys wanting me to be their bottom boy.
So as you can see my life sucked, I thought I might never find a bottom guy and was getting ready to give up until one winter day in my junior year. I saw a guy I went to high school with at the mall during our break named Tim, we played baseball together, his father was our coach. I remember Tim, he always had a hot cheerleader on his arm, so many girls, always telling us of his times with them and how he fucked them. His birthday was the day after mine and our mothers were in the maternity ward at the same time together, I remembered I used to call him a kid at least for one day.
Anyway when I saw Tim I hollered at him, he came over and gave me a bear hug then we went to get a soda.
Tim asked me, "hey man how are you doing, how's college?"
I told Tim, "I'm great & school is you know school, but I need to graduate & get a job afterward hopefully."
"How are you doing Tim, I heard some big league teams had been scouting you last year?" I asked.
"Well I hurt my arm & decided to take this year off. I don't know if I'm going back I just haven't been enjoying myself anymore." he said.
"Sorry I hope you figure things out, how is your dad doing?" I asked.
"I don't I haven't been allowed in the house since May when I came home and told my parents I way gay." he said.
My mind went bonkers, this is the guy all the other guys wanted to be, the guy that fucked so many girls.
"You're, I mean you're gay, but you had some many girls?" I said.
"Well to tell you the truth I never fucked any of those girls. Do you remember those Saturday nights after a games in our senior year, that I never went with everyone afterward to party?" he asked.
"Yeah you always told us your dad wanted you to train and get ready for college." I replied.
"Well I would go stand outside that gay bar in the city trying to get picked up, if I did I would suck cock and let them fuck me." he said.
"Wow I didn't know that, to be honest I am also gay," at least I thought so then, I told him.
I could almost see a gleam in his eyes as he said, "maybe we could go out some time if you want, I haven't sucked a cock in a while."
"Well nobody else at least here knows I am gay, so it would have to be somewhere we aren't known," I said.
"Cool what are you doing tonight, we can go to the city take in a movie then maybe check out that gay bar." he said.
"I've never been to a gay bar, it's a date and my treat if that's ok? I'll pick you up at say 5:30, where are you staying?" I asked.
Squeezing my thigh Tim whispered, "I'm staying at my sister's on Main Street, yes it's a date."
"I remember her place, see you there," I said.
I went home looking at my watch, it was about 3, I took a quick shower looking at myself in the mirror seeing my cock bigger than high school but still smaller than most at a pinch under 4 3/4" now. I asked my mom if I could use her car but she told me she was going out and then asked why I couldn't take mine. I told her I was meeting some friends and if we went out my car was too small and her station wagon would hold us all. She suggested I take my brothers van, a 1970's conversion van, the kind with the bed in the back, saying we could probably all cram in it. I thought if my brother was here he would kill me taking his baby but what the hell, he's overseas in the army he won't know.
I drove to Tim's sisters house getting there at 5:25 and we left.
"How'd you get your brothers van, he'll kill you." Tim said.
"Mom told me to take it, I figured later if we hooked up with someone from the bar this would be more comfortable than my Corolla." I said, although to be honest I was hoping to hook up with Tim.
"Yeah makes sense," he said
At the movie theatre there was really nothing we liked so Tim suggested maybe we should just head over to the bar.
Tim showed me how to get there and we left, when we got there, there wasn't many people inside as it was only 6:30. We ordered a few drinks and were talking about our days in high school.
Tim asked me, "Bob, when was your guy?"
I told him about my freshman year in college and my hookup with Howard and how I sucked him and he fucked me, I told him about not being turned on by having his cock in my ass.
"I know what you mean I'm the opposite, I love sucking cock and being fucked but for some reason I just don't enjoy fucking as much as being fucked myself," Tim said.
A light went on in my head maybe just maybe I could have found my bottom guy, I just worried I might not be big enough for him. My thoughts drifted to our locker room showers, Tim as I remembered wasn't the biggest guy but his cocked looked to be maybe 6 1/2" back then, maybe her grew some more but 6 1/2 isn't bad I thought.
"Yo earth to Bob you look like your in a daze," Tim said.
"Just remembering the good old days," I told him.