My first blowjob

I'm a guy from Astana, I'm 30 years old, I live and work here. My first sex was, naturally, with a girl of the oldest profession when I was 20; those from Astana know a place that was called "Daulet," please don't judge too harshly, there was no choice. A classmate was also a virgin and he suggested, "Come on, let's go check it out." I made up my mind and said okay. Before that, I was always shy when talking to girls, I couldn't manage to get them into bed. But that time I liked it, and for 5 years I actively visited prostitutes—sometimes there were terrible places, and sometimes really cool apartments, same with the girls. But I always considered myself straight, until I was 21. Around that

age, I started getting interested in male penises; I just thought it was temporary back then. But over time, I realized that thoughts of having sex with a man, specifically imagining myself as the bottom, really excited me intensely and unusually. And I started watching gay porn and began to like it. But I would immediately switch to straight and jerk off there. Over time, I started jerking off, then using saliva and a finger to enter my hole, and I started liking that too. And over time, I realized I wanted to suck dicks. Anyway, I realized that apparently, I'm bisexual.

By age 22, I started fooling around with a cucumber, I fucking loved it, I really want to get fucked. To this day, I still like girls, I fuck them well and lick their whole pussy and anus, I'm not squeamish at all. And guys, but specifically not for relationships, for intimacy; I hope in the future I'll have a secret partner, namely my best friend from school. And about a year ago, he sent me videos of him fucking girls abroad, and I really liked his dick, it was big, but I just don't know how to tell him about it, I'm very shy. And recently, he invited me to his place and put on straight porn, and I thought maybe he was hinting that he's into that too, and we jerked off together; he jerked off under the blanket, probably shy, and I didn't care. And at one point, I got so turned on from us jerking off together for the first time that I wanted to touch his dick. I thought about it for a long time, agonized, and asked if I could touch his dick; he silently refused, and I went quiet and thought, "Fuck, maybe I shouldn't have, what will he think," and he went to sleep in another room. I decided to finish and told him I should head home too. I left and kept thinking about it; it was a strange feeling. But we still talk as if nothing happened.

Later, my desire completely faded, and because he was freaking out about having to take pills and that he's more of a bottom and that his dick goes soft if he puts on a condom, damn, that was important to me. We, by the way, even

Didn't tell each other our names, well, that's good. The next day, I wasn't in the same mood and I wrote to him that we shouldn't communicate anymore. But I can say one thing: sucking is my thing, I liked it, I want next time to be straight in bed and for my partner to be a fierce versatile.

But first, I want to talk my friend into sex; I have a good connection with him and damn, I dream so much that he turns out to be like me too. I really hope he's hiding it and can't say, but I've already made it clear that I'm ready to touch his dick and suck him off. My dear, I want you so badly, please admit it. If he turns out to be bi too and a top, damn, that would be a combo; we'd fly to Bali for a couple of weeks and make love every day. But I know it won't be that easy; it's quite possible he's straight, but I still can't get over the fact that he sleeps naked and that we jerked off together. I'll be your whore for life, I've seen your dick and it will only be mine, my tiger.

That's all, thanks for reading.