The Bisexual Awakening: A Memoir of My Early Experiences

My first true bi experience is still one of my hottest memories. I say “first true experience” because it was the first real bisexual thing I’d been involved in. I’d definitely done some fantasizing of my own in the past, and I had also jerked off with a friend in my neighborhood a few times over some of his older brother’s Club Magazines—the ones with the sex scenes.

We had touched each other’s penis a few times during these sessions, but that was the extent of it. In retrospect, I think he probably would have done more, but he moved away that summer. Anyway, more on that later. I didn’t count fantasizing and early teen experimentation as bisexual activity. Nope, I was solidly straight.

I first had sex with a girl early in my senior year in high school—I was 17 and she was a girl from my class. Buddies had been talking about sex for a while—and I wanted to do it, believe me—but just hadn’t sealed the deal until that one night after a high school dance.

“You’re really good at this,” she said, smiling up at me after our first time together. “I’m glad we did it.”

“I am too,” I replied, feeling proud of myself. “You’re really beautiful.”

“Thanks,” she said, snuggling closer to me. “I’m glad you think so.”

As we lay there together, I couldn’t help but think about the other girls at school who had started showing interest in me after that first night. I’d always been told I was cute—wavy brown hair, green eyes, athletic build—but I was known as one of those “Boy Scout” types. Anyway, after that first night, pussy seemed to come my way regularly, and I took advantage of that.

But in the back of my head, I wondered more and more why I was turned on by guys. Or at least it seemed like I was when I admitted it to myself. I’d played sports for years, primarily baseball and tennis, and was used to being around naked guys in the locker room. And honestly, it excited me.

“I love being around guys in the locker room,” I said to my friend Mike one day. “There’s something about it that just turns me on.”

“I know what you mean,” Mike replied, nodding in agreement. “I love it too.”

As we talked, I couldn’t help but think about the various bodies I’d seen in the locker room, especially the penises. Some of the guys I knew had really nice penises dangling there between their thighs. But why did I notice that, I asked myself?

I convinced myself that my fascination with cocks was because I had a big one (as commented on good-naturedly by several guys in the locker room—and girls in the bedroom—through the years) and that I was simply comparing. And usually when I jerked off, I thought about tits and pussy. But once in a while, those pictures from Club magazine would flash into my head, and I’d finish busting my load with thoughts of a stiff penis penetrating a steamy vagina. That was OK, right?

So, flash forward to the following year when I started college in another state. I settled in well and made a lot of new friends early in my freshman year. One of my new acquaintances was on the school’s tennis team; I wasn’t good enough to make the team, but I did still play a lot and had met him through a mutual friend who also loved the game.

“Hey, Travis, I’m Shane,” he said, grinning at me. “I’ve seen you around campus. You’re a great tennis player.”

“Thanks, I try my best,” I replied, smiling back at him. “I’m pretty sure I’m going to stick to being a recreational player, though.”

“That’s cool,” Shane said. “I love playing just for fun too. Maybe we can play a match sometime?”

“That sounds like a great idea,” I said, and we exchanged numbers.

Shane was outgoing and had a way of making you feel comfortable, like you’d known him forever. He loved to have fun and was always smiling about something. We’d hung out with other friends a couple of times already that fall, but still didn’t know each other really well. I enjoyed hanging out with Shane in part, I confess, because he was hot. He was six feet, about 180, short blonde hair and very tan. Lean, athletic build and a killer smile. And, he enjoyed talking about sex, which was a major turn on for me.

“I love sex,” Shane said one day, grinning at me. “Don’t you, Travis?”

“Yeah, I do,” I replied, feeling a surge of excitement. “I love it too.”

As we talked, I couldn’t help but think about how much I enjoyed talking about sex with another guy. It was something new for me, but I couldn’t deny how much I loved it.

One Tuesday night, Shane and I both were bored and looking for something to do, but all of the other guys in our usual group had tests or papers due. Shane and I had nothing going on, so we headed to a local bar to shoot pool.

“Hey, you guys want to play a game?” the bartender asked, nodding at us.

“Yeah, sure,” Shane said, grinning at me. “We’d love to.”

As we played, I couldn’t help but notice a girl watching us from across the bar. She seemed about our age, but she certainly wasn’t immature physically. She had long brown hair and a cute smile, and her body was nicely displayed in a tight T-shirt and shorts.

“Hey, you guys want to join us?” she asked, smiling at us. “We’re just shooting pool.”

“Sure, we’d love to,” Shane said, smiling back at her. “I’m Shane, and this is Travis.”

“I’m April,” she replied, smiling at us. “I was waiting all this time for a friend who isn’t coming, and now I need a little drink and a game of pool.”

And she flashed a beautiful smile. “Good to meet you,” I said, smiling back at her.

“So, you guys are students here, right?” April asked, nodding at us.

“Yeah, we are,” Shane replied, grinning at me. “We’re both sophomores.”

“That’s cool,” April said. “I’m a sophomore too. I live off campus in an apartment.”

As we talked and played pool, I couldn’t help but feel a spark of attraction towards April. She was beautiful, and she seemed to be enjoying our company.

“So, you guys want to come back to my place?” April asked, smiling at us. “We can continue the game there.”

“Sure, we’d love to,” Shane said, grinning at me. “We’ll come back with you.”

As we drove to April’s apartment, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, you guys want to come in?” April asked, smiling at us as we arrived at her apartment.

“Yeah, sure,” Shane said, grinning at me. “We’d love to.”

As we entered the apartment, I couldn’t help but notice how nice it was. It was small, but it was neat and tidy, and April had a great sense of style.

“Make yourselves at home,” April said, smiling at us. “I’ll go get us some drinks.”

As we waited for April to return, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, what do you guys want to drink?” April asked, returning with a tray of drinks.

“I’ll have a beer,” Shane said, grinning at me.

“I’ll have a water,” I replied, smiling back at him.

As we drank and talked, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of attraction towards April. She was beautiful, and she seemed to be enjoying our company.

“So, you guys want to come sit down?” April asked, smiling at us. “We can continue the game there.”

“Sure, we’d love to,” Shane said, grinning at me. “Let’s go sit down.”

As we sat down on the couch, I couldn’t help but notice how close April was sitting to us. She was right next to Shane, and she was touching his arm. I felt a surge of jealousy, but I pushed it aside.

“So, you guys want to keep playing?” April asked, smiling at us.

“Yeah, sure,” Shane said, grinning at me. “We’ll keep playing.”

As we played and talked, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, April wants to make out with two guys at once?” Shane asked, grinning at me.

“Yeah, she does,” I replied, feeling a sense of surprise. “She said it’s something she’s always wanted to do.”

“That’s cool,” Shane said, smiling back at April. “I’d be happy to do it with you, April.”

As we sat there, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, let’s do it,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s make out and see what happens.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we leaned in to kiss, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“Mmm, this is so good,” April said, kissing us both.

“Me too,” Shane replied, smiling at me.

As we continued to kiss and make out, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, what do you guys want to do next?” April asked, smiling at us.

“I don’t know,” Shane said, grinning at me. “What do you think we should do?”

“I think we should take things to the next level,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s see what happens.”

As we nodded in agreement, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, let’s take things to the next level,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s see what happens.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we stood up and started to get undressed, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, what’s going on?” April asked, smiling at us as we stood there in our underwear.

“We’re just getting started,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we continued to get undressed and make out, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, what do you guys want to do next?” April asked, smiling at us.

“I don’t know,” Shane said, grinning at me. “What do you think we should do?”

“I think we should just go with it,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s see what happens.”

As we nodded in agreement, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, let’s just go with it,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s see what happens.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we continued to make love and have sex, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, this is amazing,” April said, smiling at us as we made love.

“Me too,” Shane replied, smiling back at her.

As we continued to make love and have sex, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, let’s just keep going,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s see where this takes us.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we continued to make love and have sex, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, this is incredible,” April said, smiling at us as we made love.

“Me too,” Shane replied, smiling back at her.

As we continued to make love and have sex, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I was eager to find out.

“So, let’s just keep going,” April said, smiling at us. “Let’s see where this takes us.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we finally came to a stop and caught our breath, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I was eager to find out.

“So, that was amazing,” April said, smiling at us.

“Me too,” Shane replied, smiling back at her.

As we lay there together, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I was happy with what had just happened.

“So, let’s do it again sometime,” April said, smiling at us.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shane said, grinning at me.

As we nodded in agreement, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I was eager to find out.

As I lay there, still trying to process the incredible events of the previous night, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe. Shane and I had just experienced something truly special, something that had left me breathless and yearning for more.

“I’m so glad you enjoyed it,” Shane said, his voice low and husky as he gazed at me with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

“I think we both enjoyed it,” I replied, a smile spreading across my face as I thought back to the way April had looked, her body glistening with sweat as we’d taken her, her moans of pleasure echoing through the room.

Shane chuckled and leaned back against the pillows, his hands wandering down to his groin as he began to stroke his semi-erect cock.

I watched him, feeling a familiar stirring in my own loins as I remembered the way he’d looked, his face twisted in concentration as he’d driven into April.

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around it,” I admitted, feeling a little self-conscious as I glanced over at him.

Shane laughed and tossed me a glance. “I think we both are,” he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled.

He leaned forward, his face inches from mine, and I felt my heart skip a beat as I realized that he was staring at me, really staring at me, for the first time.

“But I have to say, I’m glad we’re both still awake,” he said, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down my spine.

I swallowed hard, feeling my pulse quicken as I met his gaze, and for a moment, we just looked at each other, the tension between us palpable.

But then Shane leaned back against the pillows, a smile spreading across his face as he continued to stroke his cock.

“I guess we should probably get out of here,” he said, his voice casual, but his eyes never leaving mine.

I nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment as I realized that the night was over, and we’d have to face reality.

But as I glanced over at Shane, I couldn’t help but feel a spark of hope, a sense that maybe, just maybe, this was only the beginning.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper as I met his gaze once more.

And as I lay there, feeling the weight of his eyes on me, I knew that I was in trouble, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for it.

Shane climbed off the bed, his dick still semi-erect, and walked over to the bathroom, leaving me to wonder what the future held, and whether I was brave enough to take a chance on him.

I lay there for a moment, feeling the silence between us, and then I slowly got out of bed, my heart pounding in my chest as I made my way to the bathroom.

As I washed my hands, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and for a moment, I felt like I was staring at a stranger.

But as I looked deeper, I saw the truth, the truth that I was still trying to deny, the truth that I was falling for Shane, hard.

I took a deep breath and turned to face the sink, my heart pounding in my chest as I realized that I had a choice to make, a choice that would change my life forever.

And as I stood there, staring at my own reflection, I knew that I had to take a chance, a chance on Shane, on us, on the unknown.

But as I turned to leave the bathroom, I saw Shane standing in the doorway, a look of curiosity on his face, and I knew that I had to be honest with him, to tell him how I felt.

But as I opened my mouth to speak, I felt a surge of fear, a fear of rejection, of being hurt, of being vulnerable.

And so I said nothing, and instead, I walked past him, out of the bathroom, and into the unknown, leaving him to wonder if I was interested, or if I was just playing it cool.

But as I walked, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was making a mistake, a mistake that would haunt me for the rest of my life.

And as I glanced back at Shane, I saw him watching me, his eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable.

But as I looked deeper, I saw the truth, the truth that he was waiting for me, waiting for me to make the first move, to take a chance on us.

And as I walked away, I knew that I had to be honest with myself, with him, and with the world, and I knew that I had to take a chance, a chance on love, on us, on the unknown.

Because as I looked back at Shane, I knew that I was falling for him, hard, and I knew that I had to be brave enough to tell him, to take a chance on us, to see where it would lead.

And as I walked away, I knew that I was taking a chance on love, on us, on the unknown, and I knew that I would never be the same again.

My eyes were fixed on Shane’s hands, one gripping his shaft and the other holding his balls. His eyes were closed, a mixture of pleasure and concentration etched on his face. I was lying there, watching him, feeling a mix of shock and fascination.

“I love it when she sucked us both,” Shane moaned, his voice low and husky. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”

“She was definitely hot,” I agreed, trying to sound casual despite the arousal building inside me. I couldn’t help but think about the way she had looked, her body writhing under our hands and lips.

Shane’s strokes grew more rapid, his breathing quickening. “I loved it when you drilled her,” he said, his eyes snapping open to meet mine. “You were a machine, Travis. You fucked her so hard she was gasping.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I watched him, my own arousal growing more intense. “That was amazing,” I agreed, trying to sound nonchalant despite the fact that I was getting more and more turned on by the second.

Shane’s hand was moving up and down his shaft, his eyes locked on mine. “I want to do it again,” he said, his voice low and urgent. “I want to see your face when you blow your load.”

I was close to reaching over and grabbing his cock, but then he said, “Oh, yeah, buddy I’m gonna cum…” and he shot a thick stream of cum onto his stomach, a few drops landing on his chest.

I was stroking myself furiously, my breathing heavy and ragged. “Damn, Shane, that was huge,” I breathed, feeling myself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

“Come on, Travis, bust it,” Shane said, rolling onto his side to look at me. I was so close, and then my mind flashed to the image of him smearing his cum on me, and I shot a stream of cum all over my stomach.

“Shit, dude, you’re gonna put your eye out,” Shane teased, chuckling as he jumped up to grab a washcloth and get dressed. “I’m gonna be late for class,” he said, snickering.

As we dressed and made our way out, Shane casually asked, “Did it bother you that I was touching you last night?” My heart skipped a beat as I processed his words, wondering if he was talking about during sex or later when we were sleeping.

“No,” I said quickly, trying to sound nonchalant. “Just figured you were moving in your sleep.” But Shane’s next words sent a shiver down my spine: “I was awake.”