S.A.R.D. #5 – Destined for Bisexuality? (NSFW/21+)

WARNING: I’m going to be discussing something of an adult nature. I am whipping this out as it comes to mind and will be thoughts that are raw and uncensored – I may or may not use vulgarity. Oh, and it may have tons of grammatical and spelling errors too (Oh, the horror!?!?!). This post is intended for mature audiences. Also, names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

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Truthfully, I wrote this post without really understanding what I wanted to say about it. But I thought I would discuss more of my first sexual experiences. I don’t know that I consider these to be situations where I lost my virginity, but they are certainly noteworthy in how I developed from a basis of sexuality.

When I was in middle school (of course we called it junior high school back then), I had a friend named Bryan. I don’t remember exactly how or when Bryan and I became friends, but it was sometime during elementary school and out friendship had ended when my family moved away right before high school.  He also lived a couple of blocks from where I lived, so it was easy for he and I to hang out together.  Well, I never had any indication he was into me – but, if you think about my last S.A.R.D. post, I wouldn’t have really understood what we might have felt for each other either.

Well, there was a time when he had invited me to spend the night at his house. That evening, we ate dinner with his family and planned to sleep in his bedroom. We used to play a card game called “Speed”, as well, and we were playing that evening.  We used to make minor bets with each other like the loose buying the winner a soda after school or something like that. Well, this evening was different; this evening went the route of sexual favors for one another.

It was Bryan’s idea, and I went along with it. That night, it began with a slight joke – Bryan suggested before one of the hands of cards, the loser has to use his hand to stroke the winner’s penis.  It seemed naughty at the time, but I was not reluctant. I lost the first hand. And Bryan had a huge grin on his face and pulled his penis out of his shorts and it was already erect. I had only stroked my own before, but I grabbed a hold of it and bobbed my hand up and down a few times before saying it was time to play another game.  For most of the evening, we traded off giving eachother handjobs based on who lost.  Eventually we went to sleep.

Then another time, I stayed the night at Bryan’s house and we played “Speed” again.  This time, we began with the bet of a handjob, but it evolved at this point.  Bryan bet me on one hand that if I lost, I had to put his dick in my mouth.  I lost the first hand.  At this, I was a little nervous and didn’t really know what I was doing.  Bryan pulled his cock out of his shorts, and laid back on his bed as I crouched with my head above his waist and put my hand on his penis, before putting the head of his dick into my mouth.  Not understanding what I was doing, Bryan breathed out suddenly and said, “Ouch…watch your teeth.” So, I tried to keep my teeth of his dick. I slid his penis all the way to the back of my throat and gagged a little before pulling myself off of him and saying, “Okay, let’s play another hand.”  I lost several more hands and pleasured Bryan orally several more times and with each loss, I began bobbing my head up and down on his penis a little more each time.  Eventually, he lost a hand or two of Speed, as well, and would repeat what I had done.

But it became obvious Bryan wanted more from me, because then the bet turned into something else. “How about the winner gets to fuck the loser…?” he asked, with a devilish grin on his face. I replied sheepishly, “Okay”, because I knew I wasn’t as good at this game as he was. In fact, I only remember winning once or twice compared to Bryan’s wins.  But the first time it happened, I was the loser and I laid down on Bryan’s bed, after removing my pants. I laid flat on my stomach pushing my ass up slightly, again, not knowing what I’m doing.  The first time Bryan did it, he pressed his hardened cock against my ass, but he didn’t push it in. Instead, he laid on top of me, rubbing himself between my rear cheeks. I could feel him raising his hips and rocking back and forth.  Eventually, he would push himself a little inside of me.

It felt…scary….but fun.

There were other occurrences of Bryan doing me that night, with a couple of times being my turn to do him.  That was not the only time Bryan and I had played together, however, but it was the most memorable to me.  Eventually, Bryan and I quit being friends and I’m glad, because I heard a rumor about him hurting someone and I didn’t want to be associated with that.  And then, of course, I moved away and never talked to or heard from him again.

Although, Bryan had never fully put himself inside me, nor I in him, I did have other sexual experiences with a couple of other male friends around this age.  But I never considered them, full on intercourse. In my next post, I will discuss the first times I had intercourse – one with a guy and one with a girl. They were roughly the same time period – the summer after I graduated high school, and it is when I considered I lost my virginity.

To be continued…

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I really hope this isn’t offensive to anyone. I know it’s not something everyone wants to read, but I appreciate any feedback on your thoughts and opinions.

 

6 thoughts on “S.A.R.D. #5 – Destined for Bisexuality? (NSFW/21+)

  1. This is YOUR blog and you can say whatever the F you want. That’s my stance. If people don’t like it, they don’t have to read it. Like myself, it sounds like you are in another self-discovery phase of your life and this is a cathartic outlet. So use it and don’t let fear of offending anyone hold you back. Thank you for sharing your rawness with us.

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      1. I get being uncomfortable and I REALLY get the need for validation. But here’s the good news: by sharing those details, you are normalizing your issues for everyone else who have the same ones. You are not only helping yourself as you sort it out but you are helping them too.

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