We got married three years ago, but only the past nine months have my wife and I really explored our bisexual sides.
She's always been bisexual and indeed we met at a party where she was kissing a girl and having her pussy fingered.
I knew she liked to use a double dildo with her female lovers (One vibrating backward part goes into the woman wearing the strap on, the larger forward facing dildo is used to fuck their partner), so around nine months ago we bought one she'd experienced before.
I was apprehensive because I didn't see myself as bisexual back then, but my wife convinced me to try it.
She immediately got great pleasure from the vibrating part deep inside her pussy making her orgasm, but it took some getting used to, and lots of lube before I began to enjoy the large dildo being thrust up my arsehole by my wife, essentially fucking us both.
After a few sessions and lots of sexual times together I genuinely looked forward to her suggesting she fucked me.
About three months back my wife had to fly over to Spain for the company she works for. We used it as a short break, but in reality she was working a lot, so we only saw each other after around seven at night.
During the days on the four day trip, I was alone and horny.
On the second day I decided to use the handle of a hair brush to fuck myself with as I masturbated on the roof terrace. Only I didn't see the neighbour on his adjoining terrace.
When I looked up he was stood there stroking his cock while looking at me having fun.
He said something in Spanish, but when I said "Excuse me" he replied "Do you want the real thing".
Long story short.
He joined me on the terrace, shoved his cock into my mouth and I gave my first blow job. It was much better than I'd expected and I really liked the feel of his cock in my mouth.
So when he moved me around to be knelt on the sun lounger I'd been enjoying myself on, I just went with it.
The sheer joy of having a real warm hard cock sliding up my arsehole for the first time will stay with me forever. And he didn't hold back either.
Right from the first thrust he literally hammered my rear, saying things in Spanish and English, like "You're a cute boy" which to him I probably looked like.
And without touching my dick which was swaying as he fucked me, I came so intensely.
He carried on fucking me until he shouted out something and I felt his cock erupt up my arsehole.
I'd been fucked for real and I knew there was no going back. I'd absolutely loved it, so much so, I went with him into his home where we spent the next two hours kissing, sucking cock, being rimmed and rimming him and being fucked twice more.
When my wife was dropped off by taxi I was going to tell her everything, but she was too tired. She didn't even want sex which was unusual for her.
The following two days we were there I had gay sex with the fifty something year old neighbour. And each time he pounded my arsehole spunking load after load up my rear.
Flying home I told myself it was a holiday thing, but since being back I've had sex with three different men.
Two I met at a cruising place, sucking them both off, and the third I met on a gay hookup site.
He's originally from Malta, in his late fifties and he absolutely loves fucking my mouth and arsehole.
We've had sex at least twice a week since we first fucked and he keeps asking me to move in with him.
He lives in a large house originally owned by his father who moved to Malta a long time ago, and I've recently been helping home renovate it.
Yesterday with my wife working late, yet again ( I think she's having an affair with her female boss) my Maltese lover was fucking me missionary on his sofa and as he screwed me, he said he loved me. He also again invited me to live with him.
The sex we had wasn't just fucking. I could feel the spark between us and now I'm wondering if it's the right time for me to enjoy living as a young gay man.
