1. Exploring Adam 1


    Date: 10/27/2017, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Damon9888, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    to his mouth as if in horror at what he had done. "Oh, god," he said in a choked voice. "I'm so sorry. I didn't... I mean, I always wanted, but I didn't think..." I saw tears starting to threaten in his eyes, and I put my hands comfortingly on his shoulders. "Hey, hey," I said in a soothing voice. My own mind was in a whirl, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. "It's okay. You... you say that's something you always wanted?" "Yes," he said miserably. "I've always had a huge crush on you. It's really how I knew... how I knew I was gay." He smiled through his tears. "Sorry. I can go now. I just thought, well, I'd hate myself if I didn't at least try." "Wait." I could suddenly feel my hands trembling. I leaned forward and kissed him, pulling him by his shoulders toward me. He was clean-shaven, but I could feel the gentle rasp of his stubble. In the few times I had hooked up with men, it was always just about sucking, I never kissed them. It was different from kissing a woman, and exciting. His shoulders were strong and corded with an athlete's muscle. He responded by wrapping his arms around me and kissing me back, his mouth opening and his tongue, hungry and insistent, sliding into mine. He pressed his hips against me and I could feel his cock, hard in his pants, rubbing against mine. When he finally broke the kiss, he leaned back, his eyes dancing. "Wow," he said. "I never thought I'd get to do that." "I never knew I wanted to," I replied breathlessly. "So..." he ...
    was suddenly shy again, looking at his feet. "So, you like guys?" "I don't know," I said honestly. "I've experimented. I discovered a while ago that I got turned on by gay porn, and then I started checking out chat rooms." "Have you, been with a guy?" "Sort of," I replied. "Twice I've hooked up with other bi-curious guys I met in chat." "What did you do?" "Traded blowjobs," I said, my voice getting a little ragged as I saw him getting excited. "Tell me about it," he said, leaning in and kissing me again. When we broke the kiss he pulled me close and I leaned my head on his shoulder, speaking into the nape of his neck. "The first one, he came in here and we shook hands." I laughed a little at the memory, at the absurd formality of it. "Then he pulled down his shorts and sat down on the couch." "Just like that?" "Just like that." "Was he hard?" "No, which surprised me because I'd been hard since setting up the meeting." He shifted his hips against me. "You're hard now." "Yeah," I said thickly, and swallowed. "Anyway, he just sat down and so I knelt between his legs. I started by licking his soft cock, tickling it with my tongue, finally taking the whole thing in my mouth. Slowly, he started to get hard. I was surprised at how big he got. I alternated between sucking and licking and stroking, and finally when he was at full hardness I tried to deep-throat him and only gagged, but he seemed to like that." "Did he cum in your mouth?" "No. Neither of us wanted that. But I remember, ...