Bisexual men are everywhere—haven’t you read about it yet? These fifteen tales celebrate the sexy adventures by men who really do go both ways. Bisexual men love getting down and dirty, whether it is in a fetish club or at a wedding reception. They love soft feminine curves and hard masculine muscles—as long as the action is hot, nothing will spoil the fun to be had!
Bisexual men love getting together for group fun. In ‘My Three Musketeers,’ a trio of computer salesmen do everything together, until one of them gets a girlfriend who upsets the balance. The only way to put things right is a sexual adventure where everyone is sore and happy by the end.
Not all bisexual men in these stories are new to loving men. Some, like the hero of ‘I’ve found my man’ is on an ongoing quest to find the third party to complete their otherwise conventional relationship. He is literally gagging for cock, so he’s overjoyed when he finds it in an unexpected location. In ‘You just had to ask,’ a married couple have an arrangement where the husband is free to visit gay fetish clubs as long as he tells his wife all the naughty details.
Bisexual men have existed throughout history. There are Gothic encounters in Victorian London where a man meets the infamous Jekyll and Hyde. The hero of that tale leans that delight and danger lies in the dark sexual needs of another man. In ‘Out of the shadows,’ a hunter discovers more than he bargained for whilst on an expedition with his manservant and best friend.
Bisexual men are getting down and dirty wherever you look. Read Bisexual men, and see how much fun they’re having right now!
As far as I knew, Aston had only ever been with one other man, and that finished just before I joined him. If he’d had one, then I was betting he could have another.
“Why don’t you ever invite Jake to bed?” I asked.
Aston looked up from his paper. Severin was in his arms, playing with Aston’s tie. “I’m not into men anymore.”
I knelt at his feet, assumed my little-girl role. “But you could be. Jake is cute, you can’t deny that.”
“You just want to watch daddy and the puppy get it on, don’t you?”
“Well isn’t that a disturbing picture,” Henrietta said as she walked by. She took Severin from Aston, and then put the child into the cot by the door.
“Are you going to ply me with sex too? You are on your knees after all.”
I unzipped him, nuzzled his hardening cock. “I want to see you happy.”
“I have three beautiful women. I am a lucky man.”
“Jake wants you.” Henrietta said as she knelt at my side. “He’s wanted you since the first night he came here.”
Now I had some support, I was free to suck Aston’s cock while he listened to Henrietta’s words. I ran my mouth up and down, all the time gazing into Aston’s eyes.
“Imagine Jake doing this,” Henrietta whispered, removing her top. From the corner of my eye I could see her breasts bob as she moved.
“He’s too young, barely legal,” Aston said, though the words were flat, with no conviction.
Henrietta ignored him. “Imagine a harder mouth on you, firm hands stroking and touching in a way only another man could.” She drew my hands behind my back, immobilising me. Aston surged inside me, filling my mouth with his cock. I had to remember to breathe through my nose. “Jake would be so firm beneath you. You wouldn’t have to go gently with him.” Henrietta held my hair with her free hand. “You could hold him down, pound into him. Remember what it’s like to fuck someone in the arse.” Aston erupted inside me. I swallowed once, but I couldn’t keep it all in. His come dribbled down the sides of my mouth and my chin.
“Where is he?” Aston stood. I couldn’t reply. Henrietta was busy kissing me senseless.