I stopped to listen, and heard their bed squeeking lightly and the headboard hitting the wall. I got a pang of jealousy shoot through me. I knew I sho...ld not feel this way, but I could not help it. I went out into the kitchen and sat down. After a few minutes, Tammy came in and started to massage my shoulders. She said Jason is taking a shower, and then she tried to straddle me. I asked her if she and Jason fucked, and she said yes. I didn't want to fuck her, but I felt the need to do Jason one. ‘I take it you spoke to the police before I got here,’ Will said. Ben nodded. ‘I…I did,’ he said. ‘I couldn’t believe this was happening, so I didn’t think I needed to worry.’ ‘It’s a common mistake people make,’ Will said. ‘One that occasionally lands them in jail.’ He turned, opened his briefcase, and took out a small tape recorder. ‘Now, my boy, I want you to tell me everything. Start with yesterday morning, and leave nothing out. Tell me what you told the police, what they told you, how. As soon as we got in the door still in the hallway she turned to me and we kissed, My hands round her holding her arse and pulling her into me, semi erect cock against her pelvis. I then took hold of the bottom of her top and started to raise it, she held her arms up and I lifted it higher taking it off and exposing her tits in her white bra I dropped her top and my head went down and started to kiss her tits her nipples getting harder as I did she undid my shirt I shrugged out of it and she. She asked me what is was like, to be bisexual.For me, there is a big difference between being bisexual and bi-romantic, for a lack of a better word.I like having sex with other men. I like to suck their cocks, like to be sucked, I like having anal sex.I even like to kiss other men, either by means of foreplay, or while we fuck. But I do not feel a romantic connection during those encounters, and never share the same emotional connection as I do when I have sex with a female partner.Even casual.