Discovering Ones Self

I still remember it like it was yesterday. The sun was shining on a warm upstate New York summer day. As was typical, a bunch us would get together and hang out. Growing up in the 70's and 80's without video games, you had to have friends to do things with. Little did know, nor expect, that it would lead us to this day.

There I was, an 18 year old guy who just a month ago had graduated high school. I was lost, no direction in my life, only knowing what life has taught me thus far. The girls always flirted with the guys, and today one girl in particular had started flirting not only with me, but my best friend, Rodger. There was a field behind my house where we would meet and hang out, but today it was just Rodger, Amy, and I. Amy was teasing us, flashing her 34D boobs, and giving her pussy little rubs. Rodger and I would look at each other and smile, each one knowing what the other wanted-to get into Amy's pants. Suddenly her mom drove up honking the horn, yelling for Amy hurry up and get in the car, it was time to go. She waved goodbye as she walked toward the car, and as she opened the back door to the car and crawled in she gave her ass a shake. Rodger and I stared wistfully as she pulled away, then looked at each other.

"I have to go too" Rodger stammered, and I knew what he was going to do. I was, after all, about to do the same thing. He walked back toward his house and I watched him go until he crossed over the slight hill, just enough so he couldn't see me very well.

I started taking off my clothes and my hard cock sprang out of my shorts. I walked around the field stroking it, dreaming of the day I was going to fuck the shit out of Amy. I could still see her boobs, her nipples long and hard. I could only dream of her pussy, but I had seen enough playboys and penthouses to know what they looked like. I squirted cum as I thought of my cock penetrating her wet shiny pussy.

Rodger and I would eventually get back together later in the day, each knowing what the other had done, but not talking about it. This went on every day for a week- Amy coming over and teasing us and then leaving us hot and bothered. Each time me and Rodger would part ways and masturbate. That Friday night we were sitting around drinking some beer and he finally broached the subject we had avoided. He started talking about how hot he was when Amy left and how he had to go jerk off or he might have just cum in his shorts. I laughed and said that I was doing the same thing. We talked about how hot Amy was, and wondered which of us would get to fuck her first.

Saturday came and we met as usual in the field. We had come to expect what was going to happen, even looked forward to it, and she didn't disappoint us. After teasing us for an hour, and laughing at our erections in our shorts, she said she had to go to softball practice for the ladies league.

As she walked away I heard Rodger say "fuck it" and turned toward him. I saw him pulling his shorts off and stroking his hard cock. "Since we already know we do it might as well not wait" he told me. "It sucks having to wait until I get home, my hard on makes it hard to walk."

I laughed and said "I know what you mean. This field has more of my cum over the last week than it has for the last hundred years! I have jacked off a couple times a day thinking about her all week,"

It was actually fun, both of us naked and stroking. Every day for the next couple weeks we would masturbate together, even having contests like seeing who could cum the fastest one time, and take the longest to cum the next time. Although wanted to fuck Becca, we ended up orgasming anyhow so we never really thought much about it.

Fateful Friday finally came. I knew it was coming, I could feel it. Somewhere down deep I could feel it, slowly rising. That Friday came like all the others, but yet was different. Today it was raining, so we had decided to meet at Rodger's house. Amy came and true to form teased us, laughing all the time at our hard ons. The time came for her to leave. Me and Rodger looked at each other, smiled, and got naked. We started masturbating again but this time the feeling inside me surfaced. I finally understood what the feelings I have been having, the cravings that I didn't understand the all the other times we were naked together. But this one time, the sight of his hard cock flushed it all out and I knew in an instant what needed to be done. I walked over to him, bent down in front of him, pushed his hand away and took his hard cock in my mouth.

It didn't take long for him to cum in my mouth, and although I was disappointed it didn't take longer, I soon got over it. He took pushed me back onto the floor, climbed on top of me, and took me in his mouth. I would like to think I took longer to cum than he did but in all honesty I don't know. All I know is that for the rest of the summer Rodger and I sucked each other off almost every day.

A couple years later I had moved to North Carolina and had an apartment about 20 miles from the beach. I had new friends, and we went out a lot chasing women. One day I walked down to the apartment of one of my friends, Mike. We worked together and had built a strong friendship. I asked him what we were doing later, and he said he wasn't sure, maybe nothing. Since I was low on cash I was okay with that, and told him I would drop by later.

The day passed quickly, but I was getting bored so I figured I would go see what Mike was up to, if he wanted to do something. When I entered his apartment he was watching wrestling on TV. I didn't watch it growing up, and had just started following it, so we got a couple beers and started watching it. We quickly down a couple beers and were starting to feel good and a very entertaining match was on. Mike told me he could flip me like they just did on the TV, but I was doubtful as I was bigger than he was. He challenged me and of course I had to accept it. We started wrestling, trying to flip each other as many times as we could, when all of a sudden he grabbed my cock and gave it just a little squeeze. I thought he was playing dirty, but at the same time that old feeling I had with Rodger started milking its way to the surface. I gave him a quick dick squeeze when I had the chance, and noticed he was semi-erect. Pretty soon he grabbed my cock again but this time gave it a couple tugs, making my cock spring to attention. One last time I grabbed for him, found his cock hard as a rock. My mind went numb, and I just acted without thinking. I pulled his shorts off and put his cock into my mouth and just like I hadn't forgotten anything, started giving him a blow job. About halfway through he rolled me over and started sucking on me. It was the best blow job I have ever had. We sucked each other in a 69 until we both came. We laughed, rested, then did it again.

I started wearing nothing but a robe over to his apartment, and he gave me a key so I could just come in. I opened the door one day and went in and he was still asleep. I slipped the cover down off him and took him in my mouth. He woke up with a smile and he gently pushed me back and said let's shower first. He stood up, grabbed me by the dick and let me in to the bathroom. We took turns soaping each other up, taking extra long time around each others cock and balls. I knelt in front of him and started sucking him with the water falling all around us. He was moaning loudly as I rubbed his ass and ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I quickly learned to deep throat and took every bit of him in, pulling on his ass to try and get even more. He pulled my head into him, begging for me to take it all. I sucked and licked, sliding him in and out of my mouth, running my tongue up and down his shaft.

Finally I said let's take this back to bed and get more comfortable. We toweled each other off and went back to his bed. He said it's my turn now, and took my into his mouth. I am big enough that he couldn't deep throat me like I could him, but it was pretty close. He tickled my balls as he sucked. He slid down and licked my ass, probing it with his tongue. I ass felt like it was on fire, like it was puckering for a kiss. Back and forth he went, teasing both my cock and ass. He came up to my nipples and started licking them, his hard cock rubbing against mine. It felt amazing, who knew sword fighting would feel so good? I could feel his balls rubbing against by ass, and my ass kept trying to kiss them. I lifted my butt off the bed in an attempt to feel them better. Mike just kept sucking and licking my nipples, I could almost swear he was even harder than before but I don't know if that was possible.

Finally finished teasing my nipples, Mike started slowly kissing his way to my belly button. I loved the way he felt on top of me, his body squirming against mine. His cock always in contact with my body as we made his way down. I could feel him pause, and heard him moan. He started kissing again, but this time I could tell he was on his way back up. Soon he stopped and I could feel him reach down. My ass puckered as he started rubbing the head of his cock against it. He was driving me crazy, and I think he knew it. I was scratching his back and started rocking under him, trying to get the head to slip in my ass. Suddenly I could feel his hips move, and the head of his cock entered my ass. I instantly moaned as the most immense pleasure I have ever felt passed through me. My fingernails went deep in his back, and I started begging him to go in.

Deeper and deeper! Please! Soon half his cock was buried in my ass and he started sliding it in and out. With each stroke he goes deeper and deeper until I can feel his balls rubbing against me. I have never felt so much pleasure, I couldn't believe how good it felt! I couldn't get enough of it, and we were grinding together for at least 10 minutes. Then I pushed him out and rolled him over. I climbed on top of him, grabbed his cock and positioned my ass right over it. Slowly I lowered myself onto his cock. Up and down I went, like animals on a merry go round. Slow down, then speed up, it was my turn to tease him. Four times I brought him to the brink of orgasm just to slow down to back him off. I wasn't yet ready for this to end. Finally I tired, my legs aching from the motion. I sped up, sliding all the way up on his cock until the head almost popped out of my ass, then back down until his balls bounced. It didn't take long-he came perfectly on the down stroke, filling my ass with felt like burning hot cum.

I collapsed on top of him but he wasn't done yet. He rolled me over and sucked my cock so it would get nice and wet. He moved up and slid down on top of me, taking me quickly in his ass. I moaned for what seemed an eternity but was only about 15 minutes. I told him to get off and roll over, I wanted him doggy style. I slipped my dick in his ass and started pounding as hard and fast as I could. Then I leaned on him so I could stroke his cock. I soon got it hard again. I went stroke for stroke, speed for speed. His cock pulsed in my hand and I could feel the cum moving up. I went as fast as I could, and as he started to cum again, it made me cum. I rammed as deep in him as I could and returned the favor. I thought I would never stop cumming.

That was when I realized I was a pansexual. Although I don't think I could ever fall in love with another man, having sex with one is a completely different story. Many times Mike and I had fun together, but we eventually went our separate ways. The moral is though we have to be true to ourselves, explore those feelings you know are deep within you, just aching to get out. You will never be sorry you did.