My first bi experience happened when I was 18 and was visiting my best friend Fred at the college he was attending and I was planning on going to. Of course we did very little checking out of the school, rather we checkout out every party we could find looking for some willing members of the fairer sex. By the end of the evening we were both a little drunk and had both struck out. We returned to his dorm room and continued to drink and began looking at porn magazines, which we had done many times before together. After looking at magazines for a while we of course began to talk about sex, and each asked what the darkest fantasy of the other was. Fred admitted that he had used a dildo on his soft place and really enjoyed the feeling. After quite a bit of trepidation I admitted that I had always fantasized about being with a man. After some uncomfortable silence we both agreed that it would not hurt anything to maybe fool around a little. We began removing our clothes and saw that each others lengths were already starting to get hard. We sat on the edge of the bed and reached out and gently took the length of the other in his hand and began to stroke. After several minutes we were both standing at attention and he asked what next? I told him to lay back, which he did without hesitation. I continued to stroke his length for another minute or so as I worked up the courage to follow through on my desires.

Finally I leaned forward and took the head of his length in my mouth.

The taste of pre-cum was intoxicating and made me suck all the harder. I toyed up and down his shaft and swirled my tongue around the head and within a minute he was squirting his hot come into my mouth. The sensation was wonderful! After I had drained his length completely I asked how it was and he said it had been great but he was sorry he came so quickly. He explained that he masturbated frequently and came very quickly. But, he continued, he could get it up over and over all night.

I knew then that I was in for a fun night.

I went back to sucking his softening length, which quickly showed signs of life again. Very soon I was swallowing another load of his come. This continued until he had come six times and I had swallowed every load. As I nursed his length back to hardness I asked if he had every though of playing another man and he admitted he had. He handed me some Vaseline that he had kept under his bed and I lubed my soft place and his length. I got to my hands and knees and he got behind me. It took some maneuvering but he managed to guide the head of his length to my virgin soft place and he began to slowly slide it in. After a minute or so he had slid his length all the way into me and the sensation was wonderful. As soon as he began thrusting I felt his come squirting in my soft place.

I told him to leave it in and I massaged his balls and the base of his length as he gradually regained hardness.

I turned over on my back and he entered me again.

After coming seven times he had finally started to slow down and played me for quite a while as I stroked my length.

I matched my stroking to the tempo of his thrusts and as I sensed his impending climax I made myself come all over my chest.

The contractions of my soft place produced by my orgasm were more than he could take and he came with a cry. After we had both recovered we cleaned up and got some sleep.

In the morning unfortunately things were not soft place comfortable as they could have been and our relationship as friends had suffered a major blow.

Since them I have enjoyed a couple other encounters, although none have been as satisfying, but well see what the future brings.