He talked about it all the time, in the context of a fantasy. Most of our fantasy talk usually became a reality eventually. That's what I find so exiting about him. We read, shop and fantasize together and then when the opportunity presents itself we instinctively act it out without hesitation. This particular fantasy however required the consent of another individual, my very good friend Becky.
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Tay opened his eyes, waiting for the headache to kick in. The night before had been great, they had finally managed to get the whole group together again for the first time since they left University. With everyone scattered across the country it had taken a year to manage.
It was finally a long weekend! A glorious three-day period of languishing with friends and drinking in the sun of a Canadian summer.
It was the Canada Day weekend and plans had long been in the works to get our group of friends out camping.
Unfortunately by the time zero hour came around we had received a few cancellations. Work, family and just general chaos cost us three tents of folks and left us with just Sarah, John, and myself.
This story contains some male bisexuality. If that's not your thing, you might want to pass.
Years ago I wrote about the first time I met with a bi farm couple here in Colorado. To this day it is one of my fondest memories, as I experienced some things for the first time in my life that I really enjoyed.
The snow continued to fall and Neal was tired from the long drive. However, as he turned onto the road to the ski resort, his excitement built. The mountains ahead of him were covered in white and the heavy snowfall bode well for a great week of skiing.
It was spring break of his sophomore year in college. His childhood friend, Cassie, had invited him to join her and her family at their slope-side vacation home.
Hi, my name is Fallon. I am an 18 soon to be 19 year old girl, I am 5ft 4 inches tall and weigh about 118 pounds. I have long red hair to just below my shoulders, green eyes and am of fairly small stature. I have a good body with decent curves mostly due to my cheer leading in high school and working out and palates, I am also an avid swimmer and am a regular at the local YMCA.
It was just a few weeks after Linda's 18th birthday, and her big sister Kathy was home from school.
"Are you sure that you're ready for this?" Kathy asked.
Linda looked at her with anticipation. "Yes, I said I was. But I don't know what to expect."
"I don't want you to know. But this should answer some of those questions you ask me."
"About what?" Linda asked. "I hope it's the sex questions!" she giggled nervously.
Did I have enough nerve?
After all, we were in my bedroom - just the two of us. We had reached a line. Do I cross it? It had taken a long time to get here as I stood at the foot of my bed with Brian holding a tube of lubrication in his hand he just found in my bedside table. He acted shocked. The question was he really shocked?
It had been six years since we had graduated from college, and for the first time since graduation, all three of us were together again. From the enthusiastic hugs at the airport and then the conversation and laughter during the dinner we shared at a local restaurant on the way to my home, it was clear that while plenty of time had passed and we had kept in contact, the comfort and attraction between the three of us when all together in the same physical location was still undeniable.