I realised that NYE this year was my 21st anniversary of ceasing to be bi curious, it's not the raunchiest of tales, but totally true and opened the door for me to so much, previously off limits fun.

So in the mid 90's I started seeing a lady and our sex life soon became electric and in reality neither of us had previously found a partner to open our sexual horizons fully. We moved in together and had an amazing physical relationship, unfortunately in many other regards we were not so good, but in the bedroom we clicked wonderfully. We were together for about 7 years and in that time had so many fantasy chats whilst fucking, many of which we would make happen and some not.

One night we were having amazing sex after she had just returned from one of these guy strip shows at a local theatre with her girlfriends. It was one of the well known groups of the time, so it was all orderly and no serious audience participation, but she came home absolutely rampant.

So as we were fucking, I got her to describe the guys in the show and which ones she had liked. There were two in particular that she had fancied and so I told her to tell me what she would be doing with them right now if they had invited her back to their dressing room. Oh she was talking like a wanton slut, telling me how they would be spit roasting her, slapping her arse cheeks, deep throating her, tag teaming her pussy and being very dominant. Then she said that she would want the door to have opened and I would be stood there watching as I had come to pick her up and couldn't find her, but one of the other guys had matched my description to the girl getting seriously pleasured in the changing rooms.

At that point she threw the story telling over to me, what was I viewing and how did it make me feel and would I join in or watch and enjoy? So I told that as I entered the room I saw her on her back on the floor with one of these muscular guys rhythmically sliding his entire long length into her sopping pussy, whilst his mate had her sucking on his cock as her knelt by her head. Then they switched positions and after a while they started to tag team her, so one stripper would enter her hot pussy, give a couple of thrusts then withdraw to let his mate take his place and they started to repeat and repeat quickly so that every few seconds she had a new cock inside her. She was absolutely loving the story and came 2 or 3 times saying " oh god, yes please, make it happen".

At that point I passed the story back to her to pick up the narrative and she took it up a gear, she told me that the assertive guys fucking her then told me to get closer and closer and watch as my lady's pussy was being pounded by their rigid cocks and then one told me that when his dick withdrew from her I needed to taste her juices on it and suck him, the story progressed to them both alternating between fucking her and then sliding into my mouth until one shot his cum deep inside her and the other spurted over my face.

Now this was quite a breakthrough for us because whilst we had had a lot of 3 some and 4 some experiences at this point, none of it had ever included MM fun, lots of female bi sex, but hetro only for the boys. So we talked through this fantasy and I came strongly. Afterwards we discussed it and she told me that she had long held a fantasy of seeing me with a guy, but was sure that I wouldn't like it. She was keen to know how the fantasy had made me feel and I had to confess that it had really turned me on in the heat of the moment.

So following that we had many fantasy chats, watched lots of MMF bi porn and started to discuss how we should make it happen for real. Then the frailties of the non sexual side of our relationship overtook the physical benefits and we split up.

We met a few times for casual fucking sessions but then our lives moved completely apart and I moved on with a couple of other. less adventurous. girlfriends over the next 2 or 3 years. However I was left with insane bi curiosity. I was so turned on at the thought of having fun with a naked guy but I was so nervous at the same time and also feeling very uncomfortable at having "gay" thoughts.

It got to the end of 2004 and I was single and started having serious bi sexual wanking sessions over the Christmas holidays and decided to do something about it. So I started searching out personal ads and saw one from a massage parlour in Bletchley that offered services from female and male masseurs, so I called and nervously asked if the male masseurs worked with male clients as well as ladies. The response gave me an instant erection as I was told that the guy working that day was gay and only worked with guys, the lady receptionist told me that he super professional and very good looking, would I like an appointment that afternoon? I booked in and then the nerves really kicked in, but with those sexy pre meeting thoughts, so I showered, groomed myself face and groin and put on some aftershave, dressed well etc, almost like I was going on a date, but I wanted to be wanted by him, the thought of being desired really became important to me as it was a professional meeting and I didn't want him to feel that he had to go through the motions.

Anyway I drove over for my appointment like a super nervous teenager, arrived, parked and had to really push myself to get out of the car and walk through the door. The receptionist recognised my voice and took me into a massage room and told me that Luke would be with me soon. As she left Luke walked in, he was mid twenties, in great lithe shape, toned but not muscular, dressed in white linen shorts and loose fitting vest top. He warmly said hello and told me to relax, undress, get on the table and he would be back in a few minutes. I did as I was told and lay naked on the table face down, soon he returned, covered by bum with a small towel and started the massage in the usual way a professional masseur does, shoulders, neck and back first and then working down around my bum to my legs. He then worked on both calves for a good while and moved up to my thighs, I was waiting for the finger on my crack or sack, but it didn't happen and I began to wonder if this was going to get naughty as extras hadn't been discussed at all. However the energy in the room, his touch and the build up had got me so horny that when he asked me to turn over I was fully erect. He looked and smiled, placed the towel over me and asked me if I was enjoying it, I said I was very much to which is said " I can see that" looking at the bulge in the towel. He suggested taking the towel away and would I mind, I said not at all.

Then our conversation moved to him asking if I like using male masseurs and I explained it was my first time, he said that he felt honoured and he hoped he was doing a good job, I told him he really was. So then the frontal massage started and now he made a number of passes over my cock and allowed his hands to brush against my hard manhood. He then put one of my legs upright and massaged down my thigh running his oily hand over my sack, the touching of my balls and cock continued many times until he asked me if I would like the full service, ie a happy ending by hand and I accepted the offer and of course the terms. He proceeded then to slowly wank me and it was heavenly, after a while he asked me if I had ever been sucked by a guy, I said no and he told me to relax and enjoy it and proceeded to lick and slowly take my helmet into his mouth and then build into a lovely slow blow job rhythm. He was approaching me from the side and now I paid attention to his shorts, he was clearly sporting a hard on and I asked if I could touch his cock, he had mine in his mouth and so he made a positive grunting sound and I ran my hand over his groin and felt his hard dick, the first touch of one other than my own. He raised his mouth from cock and quickly took his vest top off and stepped out of his shorts, he then moved his gleaming unrestrained pole towards my face and told me to suck it. It felt such a wrong thing to do, but also one of the horniest moments of my life and as I opened my lips he gently pushed in, the sensation was amazing, my first given blow job. He then pushed me over on the table and positioned himself in a 69 position and we pleasured each other, I was in gay heaven, it was so erotic and naughty and it didn't take long before I knew that I was about to come, he took his mouth away and stroked me until I shot an energetic load onto the table. As I was gasping he then wanked himself and spurted a load into the massage towel.

He left and let me have a shower, dress and gather my thoughts before I thanked him and departed, a very changed man!

I found and joined SH soon afterwards and have had so much cock fun since then and I am so glad that I got myself out of the closet !!