Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2000 19:51:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: John O'Connor <lushcoltrane@yahoo.com>
Subject: in-the-sweet-bi-and-bi

In the Sweet Bi and Bi by Coltrane (John O'Connor)
(bisexual college mf & mm) (1 of 1)

Synopsis: I discover Mark is as good a lover as his
sister Wendy, but in a wonderfully different way.

Note: This is a slightly revised version.  I made a
mistake regarding women's anal anatomy in the original
& decided to correct it.  I appreciate the people who
take the time to write me about how much they like or
dislike my stories or any mistakes I may have made.
It helps us amateur writers stay on our toes.

When I was a senior in college, I was dating a pretty
girl named Wendy Devers.  She and I were pretty hot
and heavy almost from the very first date.  We were
both very much into the oral arts and practiced on
each other quite a bit, when we weren't just screwing
like rabbits.

Ours was almost purely a physical relationship.  We
never pretended we had undying love for each other,
just undying lust.

Due to financial constraints, I still lived in the
dorms.  Wendy shared a 2-bedroom apartment with her
younger brother, Mark.  He was a sophomore but they
could almost have been twins.  They both were the same
height (5'7") and slender.  Both had short black hair
and large brown eyes.  Both had slender frames.  She
was pretty but not gorgeous with small but sensitive
breasts.  He was handsome and sensitive but not
effiminate in any way.

Anyway, we almost always had sex at her place.  This
one night, we never made it to her bedroom.  I was
naked on her couch while she, equally naked, was
between my legs giving me a marvelous blowjob.

As she was moving up and down my rigid shaft, the
front door opened and Mark walked in.  He stopped and
stared at the sight in front of him.  I thought his
eyes were going to pop out of his head!

Wendy lifted her head, looked at the shocked young man
and snarled, "What the fuck do you think you're
doing?"

"Uh, nothing.  I'm going to bed," and he rushed from
the room.

"Oh God, where was I?  Oh yeah," and with that she
resumed sucking on my cock.

I pulled her up and led her into her bedroom.  Once
there, I began to lick and suck on her dripping cunt.
She was hot!  I shoved two fingers into her hot hole
while she moaned loudly.  I licked at her little
nubbin at the same time.  That was all it took.

As I brought her to orgasm, she yelled out my name,
grabbed my hair, and pressed my face even more tightly
into her crotch.  She flooded my mouth with her
juices.

After she came the first time, she drew me up, kissed
me hard and whispered, "I want you to fuck me
doggie-style!"

Of course, I agreed.  I pulled her up on all fours and
positioned myself behind her.  I licked her pussy lips
for a few more minutes then ran my tongue up to her
ass before finally shoving my throbbing cock into her
hot wetness.

I began to piston in and out of her.  She pushed back
against me to pull as much of me as she could into
her.  I also slipped my index finger into her buttery
ass.

She squealed in delight and I decided to try something
new.  I pulled out of her pussy and pressed my
cockhead against her tight asshole.  God, was she
tight!  She finally opened up and screamed into a
pillow as I penetrated her.

I grabbed her hips and sawed in and out of her.  I
reached down and began to finger her hot cunt.  Soon,
she was shaking and moaning until her sphincter
tightened on my cock and I blasted out jets of cum
into her ass.  My fingering and cum blasting her ass
caused her to come again.

We both collapsed on the bed, exhausted.  She rested
her head on my chest and ran her hand up and down my
chest and stomach.  "That was unbelievable!  I never
considered having my ass fucked.  I love it!" she
declared.

Later, she said, "I guess I was a little hard on Mark,
huh?"

Sleepily, I said, "Yeah, a little.  It wasn't his
fault we were having sex in the living room."

"I'll apologize tomorrow," she said.

As I drifted off, I realized that I hadn't really
thought about Wendy while I was plowing her ass.  I
was thinking about Mark!

The next morning, I woke up and took a shower.
Pulling on a pair of gym shorts I kept there for these
moments, I went to make coffee and read the paper.

Wendy had already got the Mr. Coffee going before she
headed to her part-time job at the student union.
She'd be gonne all day.

Sitting on the couch, I looked up when Mark came in
the room.  He was wearing pajama bottoms and his short
hair was slightly mussed.

"I'm sorry about last night," he said.

"You have nothing to be sorry about.  It was our fault
we weren't in her room.  You couldn't have known," I
reassured him.  "Don't be surprised when Wendy
apologizes for blowing up at you last night."

He brightened up considerably.  The scene the night
before was an unusual occurrence.  These two loved
each other so much, it was almost sickening, like a
1950's sitcom.

"You sure did get an eyeful though," I said.

"Yeah, you sure were enjoying it.  What's it like?" he
asked.

"You don't know?  You never...?" I asked.

"No, I never, uh, anything," he admitted meekly.

I surprised myself by asking "You want to find out?"

He smiled shyly and said "Yeah, I would."

I stood up, walked to him and knelt down, pulling his
pajama bottoms down.  He was naked underneath and very
hard.  His dick was a good 7" long.

I grasped his shaft. He fit nicely in my hand.  It was
the first cock I had ever touched (except my own).  I
was fascinated and began to stroke him back and forth.
 Mark shook and moaned lightly.

I leaned into him and took him into my mouth.  It was
quite an arousing feeling to have another man's cock
in my mouth.  It felt right.

I began to lick and suck on the length of him.  I used
my tongue to tickle the rim and the soft, spongy head.
 He started to leak pre-cum and I loved the taste!

Lightly grasping his balls, I tickled the skin between
his legs and he yelped.  I felt his balls draw up and
his hands grabbed my head tightly.

"I'm coming!" he yelled and began to shoot off in my
mouth.  I tried to swallow as much as I could but some
leaked out.  He leaned heavily on me and I held his
hips to keep him from collapsing on me.

When he finished coming, I stood and looked him in the
eyes as I licked my lips and smiled my pleasure at
him.  Mark put his hand on the back of my head and
kissed me, his tongue slipping into my mouth!

I was so turned on!  His was the first male tongue to
invade my mouth and I loved it.  His kisses were
different than his sister's, but he still was a gret
kisser.

Without breaking our liplock, we moved over to the
couch.  Sitting there, we continue to swab our tongues
together as Mark began to feel me up through my
straining shorts.

Breaking away, he looked at me and asked, "Can I do
that to you?"

Well, what else was I going to say except "Be my
guest."

He told me to stand up.  His hands began to roam up
and down my thighs and his lips and tongue moved over
my firm stomach.  As his fingers slip up the legs of
my shorts and cupped my asscheeks under the cloth, his
mouth moved over the large bulge pushing out against
the material.

Grasping the waist band, he pulled the shorts off
exposed my rigid shaft to his appreciative gaze.  He
licked his lips and kissed the head tenderly before
sliding his tongue down the length along the tender
underside of my dick.

Just this small amount of contact had my knees weak so
I pushed him off me and sat back on the couch.  Mark
got between my legs and resumed his wonderful tonguing
of my hard cock.

As he licked down to my balls, bathing them with his
soft tongue, I knew I couldn't last much longer.  "I
think I'm going to come, Mark," I gasped.

At that, he moved backup and licked the cockrim and
slid his tongue tip into the peehole at the top of my
dick.

I suddenly realized this was the position Wendy and I
were in last night when he walked in.  Mark's slim
build and short black hair as he bobbed up and down on
me were all I needed.

Yelling out nonsense, I shot off into his waiting
mouth.  I read somewhere someone said it felt like his
spine had melted and flowed out his dick, and I
finally understood that statement.  I came so hard, I
almost passed out.

When I opened my eyes, Mark was there smiling at me.
"So, how was it?" he asked.

"Fantastic!  You sure do know how to get a guy off," I
responded.

His smile widened and he said, "Really?  You are my
first time."

I sat there stunned.  Most beginner blowjobs are
clumsy and occasionally painful until the girl learns
to avoid using her teeth.  Wendy was the first girl I
met who knew how to fellate someone right off the bat.
 (Of course, that's taking her word that I was the
first guy she ever blew.)

Finally I managed to smile back at him, said "Come
here," and kissed him.  I tasted my cum in his mouth
and was surprised.  I have kissed Wendy after a
blowjob and the taste was different.  I loved both
tastes.

We sat on the couch alternately kissing and talking.
Mark told me he knew he was gay since he was in high
school but never had the courage to do anything.  He
told me he had always been attracted to me but never
thought anything could happen since I was involved
with Wendy.

I in turn told him that, while the concept intrigued
me, I had never been attracted to another man before.
I did wonder out loud if the similarities between
Wendy and Mark were part of the attraction I felt for
him.

Finally, Mark asked, "Does it really matter?  I want
you to be the first."

"I would love to," I said.

We walked into his bedroom and lay together on the bed
kissing and caressing each other until he reached down
and grasped my revitalized cock.  I flipped him over
and began to lick his anus, pushing my tongue in past
the tight ring of muscle.

Mark had lube he used with a dildo he'd purchased at
an adult bookstore the year before.  Using the lube, I
opened him up and readied him for his first flesh and
blood cock.  As I lubed him up with my fingers, I
marvelled at how tight he was, like his sister.

Mark gasped and said, "Now!  Fuck me now!"

I placed the head of my dick between his cheeks and
slowly slid into him.  He moaned loudly into a pillow
and I hesitated for a moment.

"No, keep going," Mark said.

"Are you sure?  I don't want to hurt you," I
responded.

He just thrust back at me, forcing more of my cock
into his asshole.  I pushed in further, until all of
me was in him.  He groaned and tightened around me as
I grabbed his hips and began thrusting in and out.

Again, I marvelled at the similarity to the night
before with his sister.  And again, that was all it
took.

I began to spasm in his tight ass and it felt like
buckets of jism flooded out of me and into Mark. He
blew his load onto his sheets as I collapsed on top of
him.  As my dick shrank, I fell out of his asshole.

Mark rolled over, saying, "I wish I'd known it would
be that good!  I'd've done this long ago."

"But then, you wouldn't have been my first," I
countered.

"You do have a point there," he said kissing me.

By the time Wendy came home, we had already decided to
tell her what had happened.  She had guesed Mark was
gay and was so happy his first time was with someone
who was caring.

Wendy and I, and Mark and I, continued to fuck our
brains out through the rest of the year.  No
threesomes, especially since Mark had no sexual
interest in women, but they managed to share me until
Wendy and I graduated.  Wendy, inspired by her brother
and I, even tried sex with other girls, but I was only
able to hear about that.

I went on to grad school and took over Wendy's half of
the lease.  Mark and I shared one bedroom, the other
was used for my occasion sessions of straight sex.
The next two years were tiring, between the work load
of a graduate program and the constant demands Mark
and I put on each other.

Eventually, we all went our separate ways and I have
never delved back into homosexual love since Mark.
That part of me will always belong to him.