Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Best Of Both Worlds (MM+, gay)
Date: 5 Oct 1995 22:22:01 GMT

			 Best Of Both Worlds

	Hi! I am a 39 year old male bisexual. My name is Martin I
guess you could say this text file is a confession of sorts. I
promised a certain Lucky Lady that I would write it. It has taken me a
while to find the time but here goes!

	This is a brief chronicle of how I discovered I was attracted
to men as well as women. I suspect that my story is similar to a lot
of other mens stories but they are reluctant to admit that they love
the thought of caressing another man's beautiful hard cock! My wife
does not know about my desires. I'm not sure she would understand.

	It all started in the mens room in a department store in a
local mall. I don't remember exactly when it happened but it was after
I married my first wife in 1975. I was in my early 20's and very
naive. I was in the bathroom stall when I noticed something. There was
a small 1/4 inch hole in the wall about halfway between the bottom of
the panel and the top. The reason I noticed is because the man in the
stall next to me obviously turned towards the hole and had his eye
against it. I didn't know what the heck to do! He turned away and in a
few moments the hole darkened and I knew he was looking through it
again. What the hell was he looking at? Again he turned away and this
time I noticed his hand appear below the stall panel separating us.
His hand made a waving gesture as if he was inviting me somewhere. But
where?

	Once again the hole turned black as he peered at me. What was
I going to do? I thought of covering up the hole but instead elected
to hurry up and finish my business and RUN! That's exactly what I did
and I was SCARED to death!

	For the next few days I thought about what had happened. What
did the hand gesture mean and what did he want? And why did the whole
episode excite me? I had to go back.

	The next time I had to wait for the stall to be empty. What
was taking this guy so long? Finally he left and I settled down into
my secret private spot. I waited for the man to look at me and he DID!
Again the hand gestured for me to go somewhere. What was this secret
sign? For the first time I leaned over to place my eye against the
hole. At first all I could see was two legs and a hand going down
between them. But as I continued to watch the thighs parted and the
hand rose from the depths with the most beautiful hard cock I had ever
seen! (actually I had never ever seen another man's hardon!) He rubbed
it and caressed it slowly as I watched it get even harder.

	I sat back and my heart pounded. The hole got dark and I knew
he was watching me! My cock rose and got so big I thought it would
burst. All I could do was masturbate for him as he watched. My climax
was earth shattering and I could not clean myself up fast enough. I
ran out of the store... again scared to death but very, very excited
about what had happened.

	I returned again and again to my newfound secret place. A lot
of times the person on the other side would make a hand gesture
enticing me to who knows what under the stall panel. Finally one day
my curiosity got the better of me. I tore off a piece of toilet paper
and wrote on it "I am new and I don't know what to do". I passed the
note to him under the stall panel.

	It seemed like hours before the hand came back under the panel
with another note. It said, "Wait until the man by the urinals leaves.
Kneel down beside the bottom of the stall panel and I will give you
the hand job of your life!"

	I was shaking with fright. Would I be able to go through with
it? The man by the urinal left. It was now or never! I slowly knelt
down facing the unknown stranger. My penis fell about six inches below
the bottom of the stall panel giving him quite a show of me in all my
glory. However there was a problem! I was so scared my cock was as
soft as it could get! I was shaking from head to toe!

	I felt and saw his hand reach out for me. He was as gentle as
he could be as he milked my still soft cock. Would it get hard, I
wondered? What if I couldn't get it up? Just then he did something I
still dream about to this day. He released my cock and placed his hand
on the soft inner flesh of my thigh and lightly rubbed up and down!
Then he cupped my balls and rubbed me there! I was in heaven! I
couldn't believe how good it felt! My cock shot up like a rocket!

	Then he started milking my cock. It felt like he was pulling
the life right out of me. Not too hard not to light... just right! Up
and down, going to the tip and getting my pre- come and spreading it
all over the underside of my cock back and forth! My heart was about
to pound right out of my chest and my cock felt like it had a life of
it's own as it jerked and spasmed!

	Well it only took about a minute of watching this hand make
love to me before I was coming all over the floor. I felt like it
would never end! He just kept on milking me throughout the orgasm! He
placed his hand by the tip of my cock to catch some of my sperm. He
then rubbed it back and forth, up and down my slippery, slimy cock! On
and on it went until my knees buckled out from underneath me. It was
the most powerful orgasm I had ever had! I got back up and buckled
myself up and hurried from the stall all red faced and out of breath!

				* * *

	After this first episode there were others. At another store I
knelt down and this time instead of a hand job I felt a hot mouth
surround my cock and felt his lips gently sucking the sperm right out
of me! Another time I was the one who made the hand gestures and a
young cock that was hard as a rock appeared to me under the stall
panel! I lightly caressed it... my first time feeling another man's
cock! It was just great! He must have been as scared as I was because
he got up suddenly and left. He probably wanted me to follow him
somewhere but I was too frightened to follow him out!

	Only once have I had the chance to take another man's cock into
my mouth. I took his silky head into my mouth and started to give him
the ride of his life! I loved it! Unfortunately we were interrupted
after only about 15 seconds. I am still waiting for the right
opportunity to come along so I can give another man some of the
wonderful feelings I was given! The public scene is not a very good
place for meeting and it can be dangerous and quite scary so I try to
stay away from it.

	Someday perhaps the time will be right. I will have a real
friend I can get intimate with, someone I have spent some time with.
Someone I am friends with and comfortable with so it won't be so
scary. In the mean time I know there are lots of other bisexual men
out there. If you ever have fantasies about being with a man you ARE a
bisexual though perhaps not a practicing one! Perhaps if people would
just admit or submit to their urges there would be a lot more
understanding and a lot less homophobia! We can all live together.