Cory had told me he was bicurious several months earlier, and I had barely thought of it since. When he invited me on a camping trip with him and his family for spring break junior year, I was happy to go along. Our first few days at the beach weren’t very eventful. We swam, biked around, and went kayaking. Then, four days into the six day trip, I was coming out of the ocean when I thought I saw Cory staring at my bathing suit, in a spot he shouldn’t have been staring. He had told me about his sexuality, so I wasn’t offended, maybe even flattered. As he stood up and pulled his hair away from his face, I decided to sneak a glance at his crotch, and make sure he saw me.
We were staying in our own tent while his parents and younger brothers shared a different one. We stayed up late, just talking. Neither of us could really sleep, given the fact that we had slept on the ground the last few days and was getting tired of it. Then it happened, when the conversation hit a lull, I figured I’d better tell him my feelings, and see what I could get out of it. “I think I’m curious, as well.”
“Really?” he sounded tired, and not as interested as I had hoped.
“Yeah. I think so. How did you know when you were?”
“Easy,” he said, a little nervously. Suddenly I was paranoid – what if he wasn’t bi anymore, or it was an attempt for me to confess something? I had no idea why he would have done that, but this was the first time I’d spoken anything like this aloud, mostly because I hadn’t thought anything about it before. “I noticed that I was checking out guys. How do you know you are?”
“I said I just thought I was. I’m not sure.”
“Bullshit, Chris. You know. You were looking at me today. You were thinking something.”
“It’s just…” I started to say, but now I was really regretted saying anything at all, but it had been almost a week since I had jerked off, and that must have made me bolder than I normally would have been. “Normally I think about girls giving me head, or something. Then one day, I thought of a guy, and realized I didn’t care too much if it were to happen.” I didn’t tell him he was the guy.
“Yeah,” he said, and now he sounded at ease. “That happened to me, too. And then…” His voice dropped to a whisper. “And then I thought about actually giving a guy head and enjoying it”
The conversation was flowing, now – we were okay with each other’s admissions. But I wanted a blowjob, and I wanted one tonight. There had to be a way to get that to happen, hmm I thought…..”Okay, anyone from school, then, one sex act. Who and what would it be?” I said “One sex act? You sound like our health textbook,” he laughed, but then remembered to keep his
voice down to a whisper. “Really, I just want a blowjob. I don’t care who from.” I thought about what he had said when he knew he was bisexual, and decided that in order to get him to suck my dick, I was willing to suck his. It took me a long time to admit this to myself “Fuck, man, I’ll give you a blowjob, if that’s all you really want.”
“Did you really just say that?” he asked, and sat up.
“I mean…you’d probably want me to do you first, right?”
“I…uh…” he began. “Give me a minute.” He stood up and went out to the bathroom. While he was in the shower cabin, I felt for my cock, and found that it was almost painfully hard. He crawled back into the tent and sat down next to my sleeping bag. “Okay,” he said, sounding nervous but eager. “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” I said, and doubtless I sounded the same as he did.
He unzipped my bag and picked up my dick. So strange after so long to feel a hand other than my own grabbing my dick, especially one so different. But it didn’t matter – I felt warmth and wetness closing around the head of my cock, and I was inside his mouth. It felt as good as I’d imagined it, maybe even better, and this was a guy sucking on my dick! He didn’t make any noises, he just let his mouth slide up and down, while his tongue pushed at the side and occasionally rubbed around the tip of my dick.
This was unreal. I didn’t know if I could take it.
“Stop,” I said. “Stop.” But he didn’t stop – he kept sucking, and his mouth kept going up and down, and when he reached the tip of my cock each time, his tongue slid all around the head. Finally, he pulled his mouth away, still holding on enough for me to pop when I slid out of his mouth.
“Wow,” I said. “Wow…but you can’t keep going. I haven’t jerked off in like a week, I don’t want to
“Do you want a turn, then?”
“This is…big.” I said. “Good thing all I’m doing is sucking it.”
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For doing something previously thought unthinkable, his penis tasted like normal skin, like I was licking a very large finger. It didn’t feel at all strange. “This really isn’t so bad,” I thought as I put the head of his cock into my mouth. I started to do what he had done to me: I moved my tongue around as much as possible, and I put as much inside my mouth as could fit.
Soon, when I moved my mouth back north and ran my tongue around the tip of his cock, I tasted the slight hint of saltiness.
“Stop,” he started to tell me. “I’m going to come.”
I ignored him, because by now I wanted it to happen. I kept his cock in my mouth, sliding up and down, varying my speeds, and when I felt a shot of warm liquid hit the roof of my mouth, I didn’t mind at all. I finally knew what it was like to be with a boy that I liked. It was a great first experience.
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