The Block

I'm bi-sexual. I can't remember exactly when it started? Maybe it was 3 or 4 years ago, I don't know but it was around that time that I got the first inclings of my bi-sexuality. 

I was 32 year old male with an average build, short cropped blonde hair and blue eyes. I was your typical Australian hetro-sexual guy. Beers down the pub with my mates on a friday night watching footy & and eyeing off the sexy women. 

It was one of those nights that things began to change. I was walking home from the pub across the local park when the urgent need to crap came upon me. I wasn't going to make it home so I looked around desperately for somewhere to go. I noticed a dimly lit toilet block about 100m away and strode towards it. I got inside just in time! The place was a little run down and had quite a lot of grafitti on the walls of the cubicles. I started to read the writing and it dawned on me that it was all of a homo-sexual nature! "Christ," i thought to myself, "this must be a where all the fags meet up?" 

There was some really disgusting stuff & some of it was quite raunchy. As I continued to read I was shocked to find myself becoming aroused. I mean, I was always completely straight, why would this gay grafitti be having this effect on me? My cock had grown fully erect now. I cursed myself and left the toilet annoyed at my body's reaction. I put it down to the booze and headed off home. All that week at work I found my thoughts drifting back to what had happened and each time I did I shook my head to snap back to reality. Like I said, I was a card carrying hetro-sexual. Or was I?

The following friday night, I was again walking home through the park. I wouldn't have admitted it at the time, but my path this week was deliberately closer to the toilet block than the week before. I went into the cubicle and began to read the grafitti and again i felt myself getting aroused. My cock swelled to it's full 7 inch length and I was amazed at just how hard reading those words was making me. I placed my hand around my engorged cock and began to gently stroke it. I kept reading and as I did, my pace increased. In no time at all i was close to orgasm and came hard, the thick scalding hot cum flying onto my belly. I sat there dumbfounded at how hard I had cum. 

Over the next few months this became a big part of my weekly routine. Friday night at the pub, followed by a wank in the "block" on the way home. A couple of times there had been people in there and I just left without going in, but after a while I started to go in whether other people were there or not. Then I found myself going there on other nights aswell. In fact, my sex life had actually all but stopped and I found myself consumed with the desire to go read the walls and wank myself stupid! It didn't matter that it was gay grafitti or even that i was reading the same stuff over and over again, I just loved the sensation it gave me. 
Somewhere along the line, I began to wonder what it would be like to suck on the cock of one of the guys who "advertised" there and what it might be like to get fucked in the arse? I began to develop a recurring fantasy in my head where I met up with a guy in the "block" and sucked him off before taking him in my rear. I played out this scene many times, always climaxing at the precise moment I imagined him splitting my arsehole with his thick cock. Little did I know that fantasy this would soon become a reality? 

Never had I considered that I would actually have sex with another man, but that is exactly what happened to me late one Novemeber evening. I was in my favorite cubicle wanking to my fantasy when I heard footsteps of someone entering the "block". This had happened plenty of times before and so I thought nothing of it and continued to stroke myself furiously. What I didn't notice was that a hole had been cut through the door and an eye was pressed to that hole watching me as I masturbated. I was close to cumming and I didn't realise I hadn't latched the cubicle door properly. The door swung open, and there stood a large guy, with dark hair and eyes, pants around his knees and his throbbing cock in his hand. 

I stopped wanking myself and sat there stunned. He stepped forward and brought his cock close to my face. I was so confused, I didn't know what to do. He placed a hand on the back of my head. I opened my mouth to protest but he just saw that as an opportunity and jerked my head towrds him. His cock forced my lips open and he slid into my mouth. It felt warm and quite soft and when it hit the back of my throat, it caused me to gag! He pulled it back a bit and I began to move my mouth back and forward along the shaft. "Oh my god!" I thought, "it's happening, I'm sucking a cock!" I started to use my mouth now, just as I imagined doing all those times in my fantasy. I let it fall from my mouth and ran my tounge down it's underside to his balls and back again. I slipped the head back in and even tried to take it deep throat, gagging once again. In the meantime I had begun wanking my own hard cock again. I was getting so horny I began to wonder what it would be like to have him fuck me? 

I stopped sucking and asked him if he had a condom? He didn't and a pang of disappointment came over me. I started to suck him again but after only a minute or so I was so hot again I had to get him inside me! 

I stood up holding his cock and gestured to him that I wanted him to fuck me. I told him that I was desperate to feel a cock inside me but as we had no condom, I only wanted him to penetrate me and then take it straight out again. I leaned over the bowl and placed my hands on the wall. He spat on his fingers and wiped it around my arsehole. It was twitching in anticipation, as was my cock, and I then felt the head of his penis against me. He pushed slowly forward and my sphincter slowly stretched to accomodate him. Christ it hurt, but the pleasurable sensation of finally taking a cock in my arse far outwayed any pain I was feeling at that moment. I motioned for him to pull out, but he just ignored me and continued to push forward till he was completely buried within me! A jolt of electricity raced through my body as I felt his pubic hair gently scratch against my bottom. He pulled back and I was relieved thinking he was taking it out, but just before the head was to come out, he began to slide forward again! I gasped as once again i felt his pubic hair on my cheeks. As before, he pulled back and I again asked him to take it out. He slid it in again and I was gone. An involuntary groan left my lips as his cock hit home for the third time and I gave in to the sensation of being completely filled. 

He started to rock his hips back and forward, fucking me with the full length of his 9 inch cock. I could feel his balls gently slapping against my bum on the in-stroke. He gripped my hips and started to increase the pace. It was incredible. I couldn't believe how nice it felt and wondered why I hadn't done this before? My cock was throbbing so hard it hurt, so I began to wank myself hard, matching the rythmn of the fucking I was receiving. In my aroused state, I completely forgot that he was not wearing a condom and it didn't dawn on me that when he increased his pace that he might be nearing orgasm? I was overdosing on the feelings and approaching orgasm myself and that was all i was concentrating on. I started to climax, my cum spraying down into the toilet bowl in thick ropes. 

It was then I was brought thudding back to earth. With a loud grunt, I felt the first shots of his boiling seed fire home within me! It seemed to go on forever and I was gripped with panic as his cum poured into me. "NO!" Her continued to stroke his cock into me, finishing himself off completely before pulling it out with a "plop" and stepping back from me. I span around to face him and slumped to the bowl in disbelief at what had just happened? He dressed himself and left me sitting there stunned into silence. His cum started to ooze out of my arse and all I could do was just stare at it. He hadn't said one word to me in all that time. He'd just used my mouth and arse and simply left. I must of sat for an hour there before I cleaned up and walked home. I couldn't believe I'd gotten so carried away? All I could think was that I had now gotten an STD or even worse, HIV/AIDS? 

Once at home, I had a coffee and started to relax a little. I ran over in my mind what had happened and I couldn't believe it but my cock started to swell yet again! I stroked myself reliving the moment and whern I got to the part where he penetrated me, I came again onto my belly! Was I really such a slut? Did this mean I was now gay? All these feelings were racing around in my head and I fell asleep in a state of confusion.

I got tested soon after and luckily for me, I got a clean bill of health. I also got a lecture on the virtues of safe sex by my doctor! 

I'm still attracted solely to women, but I continued to be aroused by the thought of sex with a man? I have continued going to the "block" and have had sex with a couple of other men there. I used condoms on all those occasions but secretly, nothing gets me hotter than the thought of when I had that hot, sticky load of cum dripping out of me...