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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I’ve told this story again recently when asked about my first bi-experience and been told its very hot so felt the need to share! Fully true although some of it remains a bit blurry so have used artistic licence!
Mr Collinson was my English Language teacher at college from when I was 17/18, I was a typical alternative at the time, miserable, horny but always enjoyed English lessons. He was quite straight acting but we all knew he was probably gay/bi and rumours went around as they do.
I was firmly straight in my mind, few girls on the go alongside a rather frigid girlfriend, Paula, who was in the same English class. Mr Collinson used to make edgy jokes all the time and was quite open about sex, especially in literature. I often used to get a bit horny at college and was often getting hard under the table, mainly due to teenage hormones!
Things changed when I stayed behind after lessons one night to go through our coursework which was centred around fictional stories and Mr Collinson made a joke about documenting my romance with Paula. This got onto erotic fiction and I told him I enjoyed some horror books, Richard Laymon/Stephen King etc and enjoyed the sexual content, especially reading when a few years younger than I was. He asked me what I like about them and I said it was the feeling of imagination and the arousal by words, no pictures, which he agreed with.
At this point, I had a bit of a twitch and felt quite conscious of it! I asked him about basing my essay around erotica and we got onto a few subjects, stories were shared about his uni days and the collection of hardcore porn mags under my bed! (No internet porn in those days haha) We talked about his visits to Amsterdam and he uttered the words, ‘Can you keep a secret?’ I said, ‘Yes’…..
The next words spoken made me sweat hard and a little uncomfortable, ‘I can see you are hard right now, I like that’……SHIT, what do I do, what if someone finds out, what the fuck is going on. I laughed and said Its his fault talking about sex, I’m always horny, he said, well I am too and started stroking his cock in his trousers (cotton and grey, I remember them well) The next 10mins was probably the most sexually excited I had even been at that age and I just had to go with it.
He undid his belt, flies and stood up, trousers dropping to the floor, I still remember the stripy tight briefs he was wearing to this day. He said ‘come on’ and I stood up, undid my jeans and followed suit, stood there in front of my English teacher with our cocks prodding out of our pants. He pulled his pants down and stood there with a big, dark brown cock which was much thicker than mine, and the only circumcised cock I have seen in the flesh (to this day!) His helmet was huge, shiny and to be honest, got me very excited.
Without thinking, I moved closer to him and he got down on his knees, pulled down my boxers and put my hard cock straight in his mouth. After about 10 seconds I pulled it out as I was about to cum and moved away quite embarrassed. He grabbed my hand and put it on his fat cock, it felt amazing and I was still very close to cumming without being touched. I knelt down and sucked it as he moaned, he pulled me in closer and I felt him in the back of my throat.
I stood back up and he grabbed my cock, wanking me soft, then hard, soft then hard. I grabbed his beast too and I was stood there, legs trembling. Precum splashed out and then a flood of cum went all over the classroom floor in about 1.5 minutes! I sat down, in complete confusion as he put his cock back into my mouth.
I started to taste something Id never tasted before and his moans were telling me something was coming. His legs went frigid and I pulled it out of my mouth, pointing his cock away from me, at this point, there were 2 big loads on the floor and some on the shoulder of my tshirt! He knelt down and put my semi in his mouth sucking the cum clean from me, loving it.
He said, ‘well that was unexpected’ and we both pulled up our pants. I had a bit of post-cum shame and left, however, went home and immediately wanked again about what just happened.
That was the start of my bi experience and Mr Collinson is always in my wank bank! We never spoke about that again but I always looked at the patch on the classroom floor imagining the hot sticky mess we made and his big hard cock.
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