For the first twenty years of Vern Anglin's life, he hated himself for being bisexual, something which had much to do with his strict Mormon upbringing. After graduating from Brigham Young University with a business administration degree, he left behind his native Utah and estranged parents and moved to distant Ontario, Canada. Over the next ten years, Vern built a new life for himself in Canada, working for the Toronto Dominion Bank, and also getting used to his new digs. It was one of the best decisions he'd ever made.
Vern is quite involved in the BDSM scene in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, where his lofty height of six-foot-three, his raven hair, blue eyes and athletic good looks made him quite popular with both women and men. Recently, he got involved with the House of Debauchery, a new venue for BDSM and swinging aficionados in the Canadian capital. While there, Vern met a most remarkable couple, Kelvin Jacobson and his wife, Mariko" Hakuseki-Jacobson.
"You are a lovely couple," Vern said to Kelvin and Mariko as the three of them dined inside Creole Sensations, a nice Caribbean restaurant located close to the House of Debauchery. He admired the big and tall, handsome and well-dressed Jamaican-Canadian man and his tall, curvy, bronze-skinned, raven-haired and sharp-featured Japanese wife. A unique couple indeed, Vern thought admiringly.
These two were new to the City of Ottawa, and they had a fairly interesting background. They were both immigrants, for starters. Kelvin Jacobson came to Canada with his parents almost two decades ago, and they lived in the City of Toronto for most of his life. After graduating from Ryerson University with a computer science degree, Kelvin joined the Canadian Armed Forces, where he currently holds the rank of corporal.
Kelvin's lovely wife Mariko Hakuseki-Jacobson, was born in the City of Kobe, Japan. She moved to Vancouver, British Columbia, with her family decades ago. Mariko, who studied business management at McGill, worked as a mid-level manager for Minto, the local real estate giant. They had two lovely mixed-race daughters enrolled in local Colleges, and rented a townhouse in the nearby suburb of Kanata, Ontario. Looks like I found the cream of the crop, Vern thought with a smile.
Kelvin and his darling wife Mariko were attractive, fit, smart, and doing well, all things that Vern found appealing in the couples that he dealt with. Vern liked to pick and choose the couples that he dealt with, and liked to have everyone on the same page. There were definitely a lot of rules which he stuck to in order to keep the experiences fun, safe, and sane, for all involved.
"Thank you, you're not so bad yourself, handsome," Mariko said, smiling and openly flirting with Vern in front of her husband Kelvin. Vern nodded politely, but ignored Mariko's flirtation, for he mainly had eyes for Kelvin. There were pretty women the world over, and Vern had banged his share of gorgeous ladies of all hues. Vern smiled at Mariko, even though he found her flirtation a bit off-putting, for private reasons.
When dealing with women, or men, Vern liked to do the chasing. It was just his way. In the City of Ottawa, Ontario, women flocked to the tall, handsome, educated and successful banker like flies to honey. Black women, Chinese women, Indian women, White women, Vern had them all. Hell, last week he banged the hell out of a Hijab-wearing Muslim housewife originally from Sana'a, Yemen. Good times indeed...
"Cool suit, Kelvin, you look absolutely handsome in it, seriously, you must give me the name of your tailor," Vern said with a smile, ignoring Mariko's flirtation, and Kelvin nodded and smiled at him in return. The two men looked at each other, and an unasked question was promptly answered. Vern did not like to play with couples where both the male and the female were straight. He found straight men just as boring as gay men, and with good reason.
"Why, thank you Vern," Kelvin replied, and Mariko looked at her husband, and her smile vanished. To Vern, a fellow bisexual male was fun, especially if he brought his gorgeous, kinky and open-minded wife to play along. There was nothing hotter to Vern than a male/female/male threesome where the guys could fuck the woman and also fuck each other. Gay men were allergic to pussy and bored Vern, and straight men also bored him due to their fear of giving and taking dick.
Long live the endless possibilities of male bisexuality, Vern thought happily, and he licked his lips, watching as Kelvin continued to stare at him. The Jamaican brother looked absolutely delicious. Vern had been with a few bisexual Black men before, mostly tough-looking brothers whom he met on the bus or the train. Those guys usually had girlfriends, and kept their same-sex desires secret. Sex with such brothers was fun, but they never brought their girlfriends along, which bored Vern...
"Mariko, Kelvin, I think we are going to have a wonderful time together, I promise you an experience you won't forget," Vern said, and Kelvin and Mariko exchanged a smile, and nodded. At the conclusion of their dinner date, the three of them went their separate ways. Exactly twenty four hours later, Vern found himself invited to the Jacobson household for a visit, and what followed was definitely an evening for the ages...
"Mariko, suck on Kelvin's rod while I feed him some of my cock," Vern said, and he watched as the tall, curvy, sinfully sexy Japanese-Canadian MILF rose from her side of the bed, and joined the action. They were in the master bedroom of the Jacobson household, and Mariko had been playing spectator while her husband Kelvin and their new pal Vern had some manly fun together. Why watch while you could play?
"Hmm, your big White cock is delicious," Kelvin said, and Vern grinned as the tall, burly Jamaican stud grabbed his cock and began sucking on it greedily. Vern had banged a lot of brothers in his time, both from the Caribbean and Africa, and Jamaican guys were his favorites. They claimed to be one hundred percent macho and heterosexual, and a lot of them had multiple offspring by their wives and side chicks. Yet those same macho Jamaican brothers often secretly craved Kelvin and what he had to offer...
