I don't know how other bisexual men out there look at it but for me personally, sex with other men has never been that big of a deal to me. What I mean is, I have never had any real emotional attachment or whatever when it comes to bi sex. Which I suppose is why I have kind of shocked people in the past at how easy it was to be with me or whatever, when they found out that literally all they had to do was ask. Allow me to site examples from the past and then I will get to the most recent one which occurred only a few hours ago.

I met my old "friend," from back home when I was a kid. We never hung out or anything until we were eighteen and about to finish high school. We were hanging out at his house one afternoon in the summer. No one was home and while he was taking a shower, I went in the bathroom to pee. He "jokingly," told me to come in and join him, so I got undressed and did just that. Once in the shower, he asked for a blowjob so I gave him one, no big deal ya know. Then later on that day we were in the living room watching TV and he said he wanted to do me, so I got undressed from the waist down and laid down on my stomach on the couch and let him have his way with me. I spent a lot of time on my stomach after that when I was around him and have spent a lot of time on my stomach with others since.

The year after I graduated, I started hanging out with Keath. We would go out and party a lot and we drank a lot in those days too. One night we were going to his older cousins house who had gotten us some liquor. On the long ride to his house in the country, Keath, not knowing about my preferences, told me to not be freaked out by this, but that his cousin was gay. We hung out over there for a few hours and when we ran out of cigarettes, Keath volunteered to go to the store and get more. While he was gone, the cousin and I were there alone and were talking when he said that he didn't know if Keath had told me that he was gay. I kinda laughed and said that I knew and also that it was cool, because I was bi. His eyes lit up and he almost immediately offered to not make me pay him back for the liquor he'd bought us, if I would suck his cock, which I did.

That was the day that I realized that I could get things that I wanted from men simply by using something that I liked to do and wasn't a big deal to me. So the next day I called Keath's cousin and told him that my parents were gone and if he'd bring me a big bottle of liquor, I'd let him do me. An hour or so later the doorbell rang and it was he, with a smile on his face and a big bottle of vodka in his hand. I invited him in and a matter of minutes later, we were in my bed, him on top of me screwing my tight ass with his long, skinny cock. When it was over, he got dressed and left and I