Fictional family explores bi sex. All characters would be over 18 if they real. No connection to any actual people.
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Finally! My stepdad, Bill, headed out to the driveway with his golf clubs for his Saturday morning ritual with his friends. My Mom, Peggy, had already left to start her Saturday ritual of shopping for hours and hours. Now I, Johnny, could start my Saturday morning ritual.
Looking out the bedroom window as Bill loaded his clubs into his car and drove off, I untied my pajama bottoms and let them fall to the floor. Nude, I headed right into their bedroom and opened the door to their closet. Months ago I had discovered that Bill keeps a stack of the most amazing porn mags hidden behind a pile of sweaters on the top shelf in the closet.
These weren't the usual softcore Playboy style mags showing naked women. These were hardcore sex magazines showing every graphic detail of people engaged in all sorts of sexual activity. For a young high school kid I had been studying advanced sexual techniques unknown to most guys my age and jerking off every chance I had when they left me alone in the house.
The variety is what intrigued me. Bill seemed to like all kinds of sex. It hadn't occurred to me that Mom would be into them yet. There were lesbian focused magazines, group sex, gay sex, interracial couples (always white women fucking really well hung black guys), gangbangs and my most favorite of all, bisexual men and women fucking each other.
Today I hit the jackpot. Bill had bought a new bisexual magazine! I was already hard by the time I opened the closet door but now I was really hot. I knelt in the doorway of the closet with the pile of magazines in front of me thinking I was going to jerk off at least 5 times before lunch. The new one was right on top of the pile so I started turning the pages.
There were 2 men. One looked to be around 40 and the other looked to be around 20 with a very pretty girlfriend of the same age. The magazine was Swedish so I couldn't read any of the captions but who cares about reading anyway. The pictures told the story! The scenario appeared to be this young couple was meeting the older man at a bar. By the third page they were in a bedroom with the young couple on the bed and the older man watching from a chair in the corner.
The idea of watching people have sex always excited me. Almost every night I listened to my parents having sex from my bed and jerked off imaging what positions they were in and what they looked like when those moans and gasps got louder and louder. Mom especially made a lot of noise when she came and even through their closed bedroom door I could hear it clearly making me wish I could see them as well.
By the 6th page, the older man was naked too and was standing at the edge of the bed so the girl could suck his very large cock while her boyfriend fucked her from behind. All 3 of them were very attractive. I was attracted to the men as much as the women. His gay magazines always turned me on even after looking at them 20 times! Imagining myself sucking cock or even fucking a guy was always part of my sexual fantasies as long as I could remember.
Turning the page, they had moved to a new position. Now the young man was on his back with his girlfriend riding his cock. The older man was kneeling beside him so the young man could suck his cock. The next few pictures showed close-ups of the girl joining her boyfriend in sucking his cock. That looked so hot to me. I was feeling ready to come and I hadn't even started touching myself yet.
Turning the pages slowly, savoring each photo of the trio taking new positions, I was totally absorbed in my lustful fantasies about how great it must be to fuck like that. Sucking a man's cock while fucking a hot girl, a man fucking me while I fucked her, getting my cock sucked while he fucked me, watching them fuck. There were so many combinations to explore. I touched the head of my aching cock and got ready to shoot my first load of the morning lost in my fantasies.
In seconds the first, powerful spurt of thick, very white come shot into the bathroom cup I always used. Ever since I saw a picture of a man swallowing a mouthful of come, I made it a point to swallow my own come. Wiping it off my stomach with my fingers and licking them clean soon progressed to swallowing whole mouthfuls from my trusty cup. Sometimes I would fill the cup with 3 or 4 loads before drinking it to get the full effect of swallowing 2 or 3 mouthfuls of come at a time. As I drank, I always thought how hot it will be when I got to eat another man's come.
Today I quickly drained the cup and cleaned the remaining few drops from the tip of my cock with my finger and licked it clean. Now that my first orgasm was done, I wanted to get back to get right back to the serious business of jerking off several more times before lunch! I searched through the pile for my favorite gay magazine. The nude men had me hard again in no time.
I was always turned on by the sight of well hung men. My own cock was bigger than many of the men in the photos, I noticed long ago, but men with cocks bigger than mine always got me thinking about sucking them or what it would be like to let them fuck me. My natural tendency was towards being a bottom. Some of the men had really big cocks but the other guys seemed to enjoy having it buried in their ass. Kneeling naked on the floor contemplating that while I stroked my hard cock, it never registered with me that it had been raining for the last 30 minutes.
"Oh sorry." Bill said standing in the doorway to the bedroom. Stunned, I looked up at him trying to process how I could possibly explain what I was doing. My hand was still wrapped around my totally erect cock with all his porn mags piled in front of me. Instantly I knew I was up the creek without a paddle as they say.
Silently I started to reassemble the magazines into a neat pile. Maybe I could pretend I was invisible, I thought. "Sorry Bill." I sheepishly whispered. Then he surprised me.
He laughed. "Please Johnny don't be embarrassed. I know this awkward but to tell you the truth that is exactly what I was planning on doing. I had no idea that you liked our magazines too." Not the reaction I was expecting at all. I started breathing again.
"I was your age once too you know. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being horny all the time." He laughed. "You are supposed to be!" I noticed he was looking at my cock while he talked. My erection started to recover from the initial shock.
"You don't have to be afraid to talk about your sexual thoughts with me Johnny. Your mom and I know you getting to the age where it would be time for us to start talking to you about it. A handsome stud like you is going have plenty of hot young ladies after you. Maybe some guys too." He added acknowledging that he had noticed which one of the magazines I was looking at when he came in.
"Come sit on the bed and let's talk. I should start by being honest with you about why I have these magazines." He said as he bent down to pick up the pile from the floor and sat down next to me on the bed. "I might as well just come out and say it. I am bisexual and your mom is too. We are extremely open minded about sex Johnny so you don't have to be afraid to talk about anything with us. Are you OK with that?"
