But soon I could see and feel he was leaning over and he took my very hard cock in his mouth and he was sucking me so good and I had to keep talking t... him as he did. He liked it when I would tell him how great it felt. At this point I have to go to the next step I wanted his cock so bad and I through out all caution and told him I wanted to suck his cock at the same time. He sat up and we assumed the 69 position and he immediately began sucking me again and I slowly was feeling his hard cock. When I was young then when I was older both. The earliest bi involvement was with an uncle; he was a nice guy and I think my willingness scared him away after a while. I did realize, even then at the age of 13 or 14 that he was very afraid of me saying anything to anyone about us. I did enjoy it a lot though.The first time anything happened was during the summer; he’d come to the farm for a visit and suggested we go swimming at a local spot. My father was away for the weekend and my mother and. She was wearing an LBD that fell only to mid-thigh, so it wasn't long before my hand was bumping into the very wet gusset of her panties. When she didn't object, I quit the pretense of accident and began overtly but softly stroking her mons, through those panties. The continued kisses and the rocking of her hips reassured me that I had the right to do that.Her breasts, compressed against my chest, reminded me that she had many other admirable attributes. Because she had spent so much time with. By the time I had graduated, I think I jacked off half the senior class. On one memorable field trip, I sat in the back of the bus while a dozen guys took turns sitting with me and getting their cocks milked. The chaperones were up in the front of the bus clueless to my activities, but I don’t know how they missed the smell of cum that filled the back of the bus. I developed a reputation for being a slut that followed me to college.And now about a year and a half later and I am totally gonzo.