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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]We had talked about this moment and how it was his choice; whatever he chose to do would be fine as long as he was okay with his choice but, sure, you’re not gonna know if you’re okay with it until you’re faced with it.

Again, he nodded his understanding and even tried to vocalize his understanding, and the vibrations of him “saying” “Mmm-mm” sent chills and thrills through me. I could feel my dick twitching in his mouth and he could feel it, too, and he knew what it meant because he shifted into high gear, his head moving faster as his finger in my ass went faster and harder.

”Shit!” I cursed as my release slammed into me and despite its intensity, I was trying to literally keep an eye on him as he worked at swallowing my sperm. I could barely see the look on his face, fighting hard to keep my eyes open as much as I could and I could see him taste my spunk as well as him finding it agreeable; he went from frowning to not frowning in a second or so and I knew he was going to be okay.

Now it was just a matter of whether or not he was going to stop or keep going; he’d been reproducing the things I had done to him earlier and, um, when he came, damn, I just kept going until he got hard again and came a second time. I knew that if he kept going, this was going to get seriously intense and steeled myself for that... but he stopped, lifted his head up, looked at me... and smiled.

”That was intense,” he said and all I could do was nod and smile back at him. “Your stuff tastes pretty good, too - it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”

”That’s good,” I managed to say, my voice sounding dry and crackly.

”We should rest up, get something to eat and drink, and do this again while we still have time,” he said.

”If that’s what you want to do, I’m good with it - or I will be after the break,” I honestly confessed. As we refreshed ourselves, I was so happy for him and took some additional pleasure to see how animated he was as he told me what he was thinking and feeling about it all; to say he was bubbly doesn’t really do the moment any real justice.

Its the way I had wanted him to feel, to know that what we’d done to each other wasn’t as horrible as he had believed and as we settled in to do it all over again, I knew he’d be just fine going forward...[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He nodded his understanding and settled into movements that were more comfortable for him and I was assured that he was quite okay, allowing me to turn my attention to how I was feeling and, in particular, my Achilles heel, that being, having a guy sucking cock for the first time always makes me cum pretty quickly so it was about me being able to hold off so that he could have the best cock sucking experience.

He was really getting into it, alternating between sucking my dick and giving my balls some attention - and just as I had done for him. He even got... bold as he kinda clumsily shoved a finger into my ass and, again, just as I had tentatively done to him. His crude invasion didn’t hurt but did make me moan just the same as he managed to work his finger fully into me and used his invading digit slowly - and just as I had done, too.

He was going to make me cum and sooner rather than later; as his confidence and comfort grew, his actions grew as he took more than half of me into his mouth and without gagging. He triggered that “automatic” fucking motion and a motion I had to really focus on as not to get carried away and the motion just encouraged him even more as he picked up the pace, his mouth and finger working in concert to push me right to the edge.

”Stop! I’m gonna cum!” I managed to get out of my mouth and as I had promised him; he was now at that second decision point where he could stop and use his hand to get me to cum or to keep sucking me and knowing that I was gonna cum in his mouth.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I knew he was nervous, anxious, maybe even afraid and I knew how he may have been feeling because, thirty minutes or so ago, I had been nervous and anxious as I leaned over to begin sucking his cock, something quite normal even though I was no stranger to this.

i could see his whole body vibrating even though he’d had some time to get over the rush of his release and when he touched me, yes... he was trembling so much that I quietly said to him, “Relax...”

He looked up at me and nodded, his pupils so dilated that had I not known his eyes were blue, I couldn’t tell what color they really were. He was quite... high but not on any drugs other than his own hormonal rush as he smiled nervously, then lowered his mouth to my waiting erection.

His lips were trembling, his tongue starting to falter as it floated and scraped over my knob; it felt good but I had to remind myself that he’s never done this before. He was breathing so hard that I feared he’d hyperventilate so I gently touched his shoulder and said, again, “Relax... you’ll be fine, okay?”

He nodded again, the movement of his head sending flashes of pleasure through me as I settled in to enjoy his efforts to finally sick another man’s cock but I also had to keep an eye on him, to be aware of any sign that he wasn’t handling this.

His tentative sucks and licks grew as his confidence did and I heard and felt him moan, which made me smile; I knew that he just realized that sucking another man’s dick wasn’t as bad as he had feared it would be.

As I kinda expected, he tried to take more of me into his mouth than he was really ready to do and as evidenced of that unmistakable sound of someone trying to not vomit and it prompted me to gently place a hand on his face to get him to look at me as I told him, “Don’t try to do more than you can really do.”[/SIZE][/FONT]

I have had a few people send me a private message asking about the wife and i , to clarify we have a select group of men and women who we share our bed with. On occasion when on vacation and feeling naughty we step outside our web of friends. Some seem to think that when my buddy visits its just hump cum and gone, nothing could be further from the truth. We are both Bi so we share our like minded friends who are all very sensual and caring.

When i travel i know my best friend is taking good care of her, fucking the wife properly takes time, she is very into it and loves servicing cock. Sex with her last on average 2 hours, when she thinks you are going to cum she stops everything so you don’t cum, on weekends he comes over for dinner and she loves sucking our cocks to completion , that way we last a long time later on. Sometimes i sit in my chair watching him bury his dick deep in her and jacking off. When he dumps his load i am there to lick her orgasming pussy as he feeds her his cock. And the process continues until we are all spent.

So the thought of someone coming in just hump and dump is not the case, and when i talk about my morning hookups with my buddy, i know i always talk about swallowing his cum but its the same deal, we allocate enough time for a proper start to the day. We both get naked well he does, at home i am always naked, we 69, jack each other and when we both explode we have an hour invested. He swallows as much cum as i do.

Unfortunately i am in an area that i don’t know anyone but take comfort in the fact that my buddy is servicing her. Jacked off last night and this morning eating my cum both times. What made me horny this morning was she sent me a text telling me she gave up her ass last night, She don’t do that often but she said she was feeling naughty and needy and I’m amazed at how she can handle our hung dicks in her small tight booty. I text him saying good job she enjoyed last night, he just text back telling me he was going back this morning . Looks like she will be doing laundry today.

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Their mother and I are both bisexual and we even wondered if they'd wind up being bisexual as well - but we also knew that they'd give it a try anyway so, for us, it was a matter of how we were gonna deal with it when - not if - we found out what they were really into. We both understood that kicking their asses about any of it would serve no purpose so it was watch, wait, observe. We knew they were checking each other out and we expected it; when our daughter started complaining about her brothers always wanting to do it to her, we intervened at that point with some scathing discussion about how you never, ever, coerce or force anyone to do anything they don't want to do, which put an end to their experimentation - and as far as we knew, that is. The complaints stopped and just because neither of us caught them doing anything didn't mean they weren't but we were both certain that at this point, this is when two of the three got into being quite bisexual, which coincided with their first experiences with other kids and as confessed to by them.

So the torch was passed, perhaps not on purpose so much but understanding that if we, their parents, discovered sex and sexuality the way we did, they would as well; it was just a matter of what they were gonna do with what they learned. I am, indeed, quite proud that two out of three have accepted their sexuality and are comfortable with it; the third, well, he admitted to checking it out as well but, nah, didn't like it so much and that's fine. They've all grown up to be fine and well-rounded adults with children of their own and, of course, I sit and wonder if the torch will be passed on to the grandchildren as well...[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The oldest... wow. Like I said, he came home and just started telling me everything, from the first time to the last time which was a hour before he came home and basically outed himself. Now, I knew that he and his brother were experimenting because, well, I caught them at it one day and actually stood there watching them while debating to scare the shit out of them by letting them know I was there or to just see how far they were gonna take things. But, again, I knew they would because, unlike the parents of my generation, I knew better than to think that they wouldn't.

But this dude? Wow! I admit to being... shocked? Surprised? He hadn't just been out there sucking a dick here or there or getting into the fucking every now and then; for him, it was like it was a full time job and one that included multiple partners and not too dissimilar to how me and the guys I hung out with used to throw it down on each other. I also have to admit that while he was telling me what he'd been doing before he came home, shit, my dick was very hard; it seems that he and seven other guys met up somewhere and had been spending the entire day having sex with each other as well as having two or three women join them for the festivities. And I thought I was one seriously horny motherfucker?

Where my daughter, during her confession, looked as if she was about to jump out of her skin, my son was so cool and clinical about providing me with [B]all [/B]of the details, up to and including what he was thinking about and, yeah, I had to give him props for such observations but, again, if you didn't know what we were talking about, we could have been talking about some mundane, run of the mill subject.

When I told him - and during his detailed "investigations" with his brother - that I knew about that, he just shrugged and said, "We didn't think we could really hide it from you... so we didn't; we knew you'd figure it out or catch us." He even managed to surprise me by saying that one of the times I caught them, they knew I was there... and kept going anyway. Pretty ballsy and nervy, wouldn't you agree? I thought so but, no, I wasn't gonna bust his ass about it.

These two confessions took place like a couple of days apart from each other and after hearing them, well, it was time to talk to the wife about what I'd heard or otherwise had confirmed... and she didn't freak out as much as I thought she would when I got to the part where the three of them had been experimenting with each other for quite some time. We had a good talk about it all and we made it a point to keep an eye on these three horny motherfuckers and to do our best to make sure they didn't get themselves into too much trouble.

But I sat and thought about something: If we hadn't had "the talk," would my two bisexuals have eventually discovered it on their own? Probably and I felt that way because while I know and knew that parents tended to tread very lightly or just skip over this birds and bees aspect, well, they have friends and associates who would be more than happy to either tell them about sex... or encourage them to do it with them - you never, ever underestimate the power of peer pressure and youthful curiosity.

Besides, there's really no point in telling them not to do it like that; all you're really doing it telling them to go ahead and do it so they can find out why you told them not to. I just very much appreciated and respected that they came and told me about this instead of trying to hide it (well, more than they thought they were) or lying to us about it.[/SIZE][/FONT]

So with Eric the servent girl in the stocks, I commanded the 2 girls to entertain me. Cara went to work and was all over Whitney having her completely naked in seconds. They rolled on the bed and kissed and sucked and fucked for 5 minutes! Eric who had never seen Whitney like this was in agony that he couldn't reach his cock and stroke it. I then commanded that the girls release the servent girl and bring her to the bed so I could see 3 wenches in action! Eric was excited thinking it was his turn to play. Not so fast! As planned, Cara knocked his wig off exposing him as a man. (Remember this is all fantasy but he swore to play along) I feigned outrage at his/her deception! "Give him 10 lashes and strap him on the rack!" I ordered. Mistress Cara lifted up his dress and expertly administered 10 lashes with a thick leather belt. Eric whimpered and cried out after every blow. The girls strapped him face down on the rack which was basically a beefed-up massage table. There was a hole so that his cock was exposed down below. Cara slid in front of hi, on the table and ordered him to lick her pussy. Whitney went underneath and started sucking his cock. Eric was in heaven until it came time to pay for his crime. The king climbed up behind him and poured lube all over his bare ass. I don't think he quite figured out what was about to happen even after I stuck 2 fingers in his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and shoved my big hard cock into his virgin ass! He tried to protest but Cara shoved her cunt harder into his face. I began pumping with a mighty force. He came all over Whitney's face and hair. Then Cara screamed with orgasmic pleasure and backed off. Whitney got up to better see her boyfriend being ass fucked. I came a few minutes later. Cara and I left for the showers. Whitney untied Eric and they started fucking on the bed. They left the building 30 minutes later. Cara told me a few days later that Eric was quiet on the ride home, in fact he hard talked for 2 days afterwards. Then he came to her. He confessed that he enjoyed sucking cock and being fucked by a man. And would she set up another session? Cara told Whitney that we'd rather have a threesome with just her!

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Two of my three children are bisexual and I know this because they told me, well, except for my daughter; I found out that she was playing with pussy some time before she actually confessed to it and because - get this - I overheard the girl she was having sex with talking about how good my daughter's pussy was and how good she could eat pussy one Sunday after church service. That and, one day, she came in from being outside, gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and, well, I know the scent of pussy when I smell it. I wasn't alarmed by overhearing this nor was I surprised to smell pussy wafting off her face it so it was just a matter of how long it was gonna take her to confess and I knew she would.

My oldest, well, he just came home one afternoon, walked up to me, and just started talking about where he'd been and what he'd been doing and just like we were talking about the weather or some other matter of fact thing. Again, that he had been running around playing with dick didn't surprise me and, indeed, his mother and I suspected it since he never seemed to be interested in girls.

Most parents, upon hearing such a thing, would probably freak out and read the child/children the riot act but at least in my mind, it was never a matter of if one of my kids would check this out: It was always a matter of when and more so when, one day, the three of them cornered me and started asking me about sex. Okay, it's [B]that [/B]time so we all sat down and I said, "You have questions... and I have the answers so ask." During the Q&A, which took about three hours, I gave it to them unfiltered and without any of the bullshit parents of my generation were known to provide and, yes, homo- and bisexuality were asked and talked about.

So after that hallmark day, it was just a matter of time before I found out which one of them - or how many of them - would migrate to the middle of the road. Now, I don't think my baby girl would have confessed when she did had she not "slipped up" and asked me if her mother liked girls, too, and to be honest, I'm not sure how she knew or figured this out but she was pretty damned sure of this and I did respond by saying, "Yeah, she does - but that's something you need to talk to her about, okay? Oh, that reminds me - why are we having this conversation?"

Getting her to spill the beans was easy, again, not that she wasn't telling me anything I didn't know already and the only surprising thing was how many girls she'd slept with - more than the four girls I already knew of. Once she finished confessing, she asked if I was angry with her and I asked, "Why would I be... when I knew you were gonna do it?" - and then I told her how I knew before her confession. She asked if she should stop doing it and I said, "If you feel you want or need to; otherwise, remember what I said about being careful."[/SIZE][/FONT]