I remember very well in my initiation into homosex being "instantly on fire" when my first male lover (an extremely handsome athletic and beautifully lithe 17 year-old black lad) took the initiative and, smiling disarmingly knowingly at me, put his right hand all the way up between my thighs.Yes, and for me it came as such a surprise. It was shortly after my divorce and he was sitting next to me at a bar near my apaetment. We were chatting and I told hin I was divorced. He asked how long I was married & I said 13 years. He asked how our sex life was and I said for me it was virtualy non existant. I explained that I worked long hours and was rarely interested so she found a lover. He asked me if I ever had sex with a man and I said NO!
There was a silence and we had another *******. I remember feeling his hand between my legs. I reached down to pull it away but he had grabbed my jewels tightly. I said look this is not for me and he said how do yoiuy know if you never try it? He removed his hand. A 4th ******* and he said look. I live near by, lets go to my place and have a night cap. I said OK, sounds good. I thought the thought of me having sex was finished.
We went in his vehicle and left my car there. We had a drinkl and he leaned over and kissed me and put his hand in my crotch.
I was instantly on fire. The drinks had hit me and I'm sure he put something in mjy ******* at his apartment. I remember his unzipping me, pulling out my dick and going down on me. I felt him pull me over and put his cock in my mouth. We were in a 69 position. I came a bunch and felt him cum in my mouth. He pulled my pants and shirt off and I was naked. He kissed me some more and we slept together. During the night he pulled my butt up and I felt some lube being pushed in me and then his cock. He was saying how tight my pussy was and I was on fire with passion. I felt him cum in me. The next day was Sat. & he had me tied up. He had sex with me many times and I came so many times I could not count them.. On Sunday he took me to my car asnd we kissed and I said I love you.
It was all over for me! I was now his wife. The magnetic pull was far too great to pull away.
We had been passionately kissing for some minutes and my cock was already fully erect (as his was very obviously too) and his skillful caressings of the underside of my strongly upcurved cock-shaft--- even through the fabric of my skinny-jeans---utterly blew me away such that I instantly flung back my head and unashamedly thrust my pelvis into his smiling face.
Quick-as-lick he unbuttoned my fly and murmuring his approval about my having gone "commando", engulfed my grossly swollen drooling cock-head with his thick but divinely soft and slippery Afro-American lips. How on earth I managed to hold back, for about 20 minutes, from cumming in his liquidly loving warm throat with his thick tongue artfully flicking and gliding from my widely gaping cum-slit all the way down to my tightly updrawn ball-sac, I will never know.
The "lad" is 26 now and has lived at my home with me and my wife full-time ever since the evening I introduced him to her when he was 19 and, at my urging, he surprisingly manfully barebacked her three times non-stop on our marriage bed with me lying beside them.
Relevant history of my bisexuality and of our beautifully fulfilling menage-a-trois is related in the post you have quoted, as well as in many others I've posted on this forum over the last few years.
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