I decided to offer my services to Bliss. He was a very likable guy and he and I seemed to be nursing a burgeoning friendship out of our mutual boredom with physics. We sat together during lecture and I pretended to understand every word of Dr. Blair’s patter on the theory and applicability of Gauss’s Law; I say pretend even though I mainly did understand. The truth was I just wasn’t paying attention. Ever since I’d met Bliss I found that my curiosity toward other men was beginning to take on new dimensions.

I had never been to bed with a man, nor had I ever felt a sexual pull toward any man I’d met. Most gay men I knew didn’t interest me in the least, and all the straight men I knew were a non-issue, there was simply no attraction to them whatsoever. I was, however, for all the non-interest, essentially bi-curious. I would page through magazines with nude men and fantasize, and eventually, when I couldn’t help it anymore, I began to experiment with toys. I had gotten a life-like dildo from a mail-order company and would at times use it on myself with no abandon. I loved the sensation of anal penetration while I masturbated, and though this didn’t make me any more attracted to men, I did want to experience the sensation with the heat of another body. I had been with several women since I’d been in college and all of them commented on my sensuality as a lover. I loved to touch and kiss and run my tongue everywhere. Cunnilingus was my specialty and I loved it! I was still irresistibly attracted to women, but there was always the bi-curiosity eating away at the back of my mind. Perhaps in some strange way I wanted the sensation of embodying a woman, and it was this sensation which had led me to the aforementioned experimentation.

Bliss was tall and handsome with dark eyes and dark hair. His shoulders were broad but not bulky, and his waist was thin, though he had a very shapely and very present bulk in his butt and thighs. I was by comparison short, with a lean frame that I kept meticulously toned. I was never able to gain any significant amount of upper body bulk, though I tried valiantly, lifting weights almost religiously. I did have a good-sized lower half however, despite the challenges my torso presented me, and I was always happy to receive compliments by girlfriends on my “cute butt”. I had run track in high school and so had Bliss. That was the beginning of our conversation. He was still active in athletics due to his size and strength, whereas I had tried out for every event and didn’t seem to impress even the towel boys.

Bliss was a talented athlete in almost every respect. He had speed, strength, grace and balance. This made him somewhat of a prize to the track team, though he found even greater success with the swim team, and, due to conflicting schedules, he’d decided to focus on swimming. He still participated in some minor events like the javelin and discus, but these were so devoid of competition that he was in no panic to train everyday. I have no idea why he always sat with me in class, or why he seemed to like me at all. He was truly a statuesque figure, popular with all the jocks and fraternity guys and even more popular with the sorority girls. He was always being photographed for