What is your fondest memory of your Bi side

I was as frustrated as I'd ever been, years ago. I visited an older guy who provided a cock sucking service. The sweet release, having load after load sucked right out of me. I sure needed that.

 

Being spit-roasted by 5 well hung guys on a slow night at the bath house.

 

My first time as it was so unexpected and random on how it came about. Set of circumstances brought me to the place where I had to decide to go all in or go home.....and was surprised at how much I enjoyed the 'all in' aspect of it. That feeling you have when someone's dick is in your mouth for the first time and you know there can only be one way it ends.

 

My fondest is one I think of just about every day. I'm going to use his first name because it's common and it's a big part of the memory for me.
I met Jim at a coffee shop. He was in his 50's at the time, medium height, overweight. It was his first time getting up the nerve to actually meet someone he met on CL. He said he was in a loveless sexless marriage and his wife would never touch his dick with her hand even when they were newlyweds. Jim said he was desperate to connect with someone but didn't want to cheat on his wife with another woman. He was looking for some understanding and to just let it all out. We spoke for hours as he let out all his frustration and sadness and hopelessness. After he seemed to be done with his story we decided it was time to leave. We both went to the restroom after hours of coffee and I convinced Jim to join me in the stall where I gave him a true round of cock worship. For all he had to say about his wife not wanting to touch him, I was in a trance when I saw, felt, smelled, tasted his cock and balls. Medium length, thick shaft, big head, big heavy balls all covered in salt and pepper hair. And when Jim came lots and lots of cum in my mouth his cum made my mouth tingle inside. Once Jim was done cumming he had a puppy dog expression and when we were leaving the parking lot outside he kept thanking me again and again for what we did together. He couldn't believe it when I told Jim honestly that his cock was beautiful and his cum was delicious and I would do this again any time he wanted.
For me, it's always great to give head but this time it felt like I did something much better than just give a blowjob. I would suck Jim's cock 10 times a day if I could.

 

I suppose my fondest memory is, I had a friend I met on a gay dating site and we got along great. We were at a point we would host one on other in one of our homes. On this particular occasion we had spent some time sucking each other on my bed and I had lube handy in case we wanted to do anal. He had mentioned he had never topped and would like to try it with me sometime. We were exclusively seeing each other and I trusted him. So I lubed him up and sat on his cock and rode him. It felt so good! His cock bumping my prostate had me in a state of euphoria and for several minutes I was having an orgasm, my cock continued to ooze cum as my whole body shook. It was the first time I had experienced anything like that. He came in my ass and we both were spent. Such a good memory!

 

One of my fondest memories is the night I gave my new boyfriend a blowjob. We had just got done confessing our feelings to each other and were in a pregnant pause kind of moment and I knew that something had to happen but we sat there grinning at each other like idiots until I said to myself, "Fuck it - he's mine!" and reached to unfasten his pants. I almost laughed when he saw where I was reaching and looked in that direction as well! didn't laugh but unfasten his jeans and got them off of him then removed his tightie whitie underwear to not only reveal his dick but I saw that the carpet matched the curtains before I just swooped down and took him deep into my mouth.

I heard him gasp then felt his prick go instantly hard and I thought that he had to gasp because of how much blood had immediately rushed to his dick. At just over six inches, sucking him wasn't going to be a problem and while a part of me wanted to take my time and make love to his dick, there was that other part that was starving to death to suck him and I chose to devour his dick. I had writhing on the bed and... he was crying! I could hear and feel him sobbing and thought I was hurting him so I stopped to ask him if he was okay.

"I'm okay - you're just making me so happy!" he said through his tears and I went back down on him and like I was trying to suck his dick right off of him. He was oozing pre-cum into my mouth in a rather amazing amount; it was sweet with a bitter coffee note (he drank his coffee black) and I wanted to taste his cum and went berserk sucking him and even driving a finger into his ass and when I did that, he literally exploded in my mouth! The first spurt of cum almost gagged me because I wasn't expecting it and I had to hustle to swallow it as two more huge spurts of cum splashed into my mouth.

I'm sucking and swallowing; his dick is pumping like crazy and he's crying and sobbing and I kept rubbing his prostate to see how much more cum I could get out of him but, alas, he was spent and I was both happy and not so much and I'd resolved to suck him again. But first, it was my turn to lie back... after he shoved me onto my back; he broke the zipper of my pants but I wasn't concerned about it as I wiggled around to help him get my pants off then my underwear. I was already good and hard and I heard him whisper, "Oh, my goodness..." before he lowered his head and took me into his mouth and made love to my dick. He was sucking me nice and slow, licking my shaft, moving down just a little to suck on my balls before repeating his actions - and then before he swallowed down as much of my dick as he could get and I almost came right then and there!

I could feel his tears falling onto my bare skin and I could feel his still sobbing as he slowly and, dare I say, lovingly sucked me until I blurted out that I had to cum. That's when he wet a finger and shoved it into my ass until he hit my prostate and... I might have blacked out for a moment or two. I could hear and feel him moaning with my dick in his mouth; he still had a finger in my ass and he was massaging my balls with his other hand and... I'd been sucked off by a lot of guys but never like this! He released me and sat up; his face was flushed a deep red and his eyes were almost as red from his crying. He smiled at me and said, "You taste good."

"So do you," I said - then started laughing because we sounded like we were back in the fifth grade or something. He said that he loved me, I said that I loved him and then he said, "Now you have to fuck me with that big son of a bitch!"

"I don't think I can get it up after that," I said truthfully.

"That won't be a problem," he said with a devilish look on his face. He went down on me and had me hard in like five minutes. I hadn't thought about fucking him so there was no lube handy, but he put a lot of spit on my dick before getting on his back, his long legs splayed open; I got into his embrace and pushed my dick right into him, making us both gasp and... I fucked him and fast and hard just like he told me to. He's clinging to me and crying and I have sweat in my eyes and I had raised up to give myself some cooler air and looked down just in time to see him spurting cum all over his stomach and, wow, a few moments later, I was cumming in him and, whew, what a first time this was for us to consummate our love.

 

Might need a cold shower now. This is a very hot thread and I'm imagining sucking each and every poster's cock!

I've been exceptionally fortunate to have accumulated numerous wonderful experiences over the years and have the memories of all of them.

One of the standouts happened at a research station in the Bahamas. I worked there (one of the many jobs I experimented with) as facilities manager and quite enjoyed meeting people (researchers and their grad students) from all over the world. They would come in groups for weeks at a time, and groups usually overlapped.

This particular time had a German team and a British team. We also had our own grad student interns, including a guy from Australia that I had my eyes on.

Recreation on the island consisted of watching our limited collection of elderly movies in the dining hall OR swimming at Airstrip Beach. That was it.

The beach was made of the very fine white sand that Bahamas is famous for. The custom at the beach, for women and men, was to swim sans suits.

I went to the beach for a swim and discovered my Oz hottie and another intern already there. This guy was, well, magnificent. Looked like a surfer...blonde, tanned and toned, moderately well-hung, and having a perfect, firm, round ass that would make you weep.

Well, damn, I was getting hard ogling this half-my-age Adonis. I wasn't about to turn around and walk back to my cottage, so I resigned myself to having an erection and aiming for waist-deep water as quickly as possible.

He and I had done some light flirting over the last couple weeks, and each knew the other was bi. I got a strong feeling that he fancied me and I had told him that he was hotter than a ten dollar car stereo.

He smiled at me as I walked toward the water, grinned, and said, in his great accent, "Looks like you're happy to see me!"

In for a penny, in for a pound! So I smiled back and replied, "Yes I am. I've been hoping to see more of you!"

He followed me into the water and we stood there, chatting.

We slowly and tentatively inched closer to each other, until our shoulders were touching. Yay, he also had a hard-on!

Sexual tension had been circling us like the juvenile lemon shark we had been watching, and we turned to each other and embraced.

O. M. F. G. That felt wonderful!!

We kissed, and he said, we should go to the blanket he had laid on the beach and, oh, not leave the other guy out. (I don't even remember his name!)

We entwined on the blanket, caressing, stroking, sucking, and...

...two of the German dudes showed up.

To make this long story a bit shorter: they joined us on the blanket--five naked men writhing together under the hot tropical sun, caressed by the Trades--and we FUCKED!!

I fucked my Australian and he fucked me! In fact, I had all four, and all four had me.

Heaven!!

He usually stayed with me in my cottage after that, until his internship was up.

 

Mine was after my divorce. Chatting online to a crossdresser names Tracey...
Very open..wanted a boyfriend for the summer...swapped photos..arranged to meet in the foyer of a local gay hotel...
Was super excited..my 1st time...
She was gorgeous..tall..unfeaseably long legs clad in the most expensive Italian nylons...knee high boots.. little black dress with nothing underneath..
We kissed in the bar..I felt so alive..