Again, I do not want a 3some or anything like that!! I am a lover and a hater, without rhythm and a dancer, outgoing and shy, a poet and rhyme-less, awkward and self assured, adored and despised, followed and shunned, a home body and life of the party, quiet and loud, elated and pissed, a friend and a foe, feminine and … I enjoy writing poetry, reading classic literature, playing poker, playing pool, rollerblading, and skateboarding.
Anything you wanna know feel free to ask :) I'm 19 years old.
Being bisexual and male is a difficult identity and one that is important on the landscape of sexuality.
Above me, a wooden spiral staircase revealed a floor of more naked men.
Someone's legs were in the air, and a man stood, humping between them in time to Kid Rock's backup singers. I can smell a pig from a mile away." I was whisked away for the tour.
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I Iike to play piano although I haven't played in a while.
The room is dark, filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh and throaty "ahhhhhs." Next to me are huddles of middle aged men, standing, pants-off, half-hard. "But, at the same time if we put that Teri (his petite, blonde wife) is bi, that would get us less play." It's hard to imagine Kevin getting "less play." Though his face is slightly weathered from what I can only imagine to be too many hours in a tanning bed, he is one of the few men here whose body is sculpted and muscular.
As we chatted, a droopy blonde in lingerie sauntered by. "But sometimes you are in the midst of it, and you just don't know someone is there, or you don't care. I just, I just, can't get into it tonight," she said, jumpy.
But you must always remember to say no if you don't like it," she added, nodding at her advice. "People become more attractive in this setting," he explained. Like many drunk bi girls, I have found myself both desperate and delighted in downtown night clubs, where otherwise straight girls become bi-for-a-night. Tim grabbed my arm to show me one of the play-rooms. It was a double booth with a red curtain and a hole, leveling from thighs to belly button. "I just took a shower," she added, pointing at her wet hair and smudged lashes. The room began to fill and minutes later I saw that a naked man was standing in front of her and she was now politely performing fellatio.
First, I was shown the kitchen area where the naked people congregated over the food table, grazing on bits of cheese.