I moved so that my face was near his and touched his lips with my own. He attempted to deepen the kiss and touched the side of my face gently with his...slightly calloused hand, but I pulled away."Beau…I've never wanted anything more…" I whispered. That was all he needed. He flipped me over onto my back and crashed his lips into mine in one fluid motion. His hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and brought it up over my head, making sure to quickly regain contact with my mouth as soon as the cloth. We talked a lot. And thanks to facebook through chats we got even more close over the course of the week. Then our talks started to go towards relationships .I had a girl friend we broke up about 2 months before for some personal reasons.She also had a bf she had also broken up with him after she found he was cheating o her. From there our conversation turned towards sex.Well I told her about the past two sex relationships I had and she shared her relationship with her bf and told she was not. This made my little cock jump to attention, could I walk over there naked under the postman's waterproof coat?I turned reached up and opened the door, he stepped inside and just picked me up and started kissing me and groping by butt cheeks.I could feel his cock pressing against me as I held onto his body. He was really groping me squeezing and rubbing my cheeks, flicking his finger over my little boy pussy making me squirm under his touch.He lowered me down and pulled his cock out of his. I then decided that I would write a letter into Marilyn’s column, asking about my bisexual thoughts and get her advice on what I should do with these fantasies, since she was so experienced and seemed to enjoy it so much. I wanted to ask if it was just as normal for a guy to have these bisexual desires and if men being with men would be as good as women being with women. I was still young and didn’t have any experience but my curiosity was really starting to ramp up. I fantasized regularly.