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Beach Fun

by Eric Shun

Bisexual

I found out that I am more or less bisexual some time ago when my friend Steve and I went to the beach for the weekend. I had a very well equipped van that had lots of home comforts in the back. Plenty of room for the two of us to sleep. We would drive to the beach Saturday mornings and spend the weekend chasing pussy and having fun. Clothing was our swim trunks and food was basically beer. “We almost always found some girls who were willing to give it up and more than once four of us fucked and slept in the van. This particular weekend, Steve and I had just arrived at the beach about 10 in the morning and stopped for snack food. While we were sitting on the sand eating our food, this really neat set of tits about 24 years old walked up to us and began talking. The conversation was the usual, “…what do you guys do for fun, drink, dancing and all that”. After a few minutes of this the conversation began to take a different turn. She wants to know about the van and how it looks inside and all that. So we three got in the van and sat and talked. Then the conversation gets a little more specific. Do you two guys have girlfriends and such? No. Do you guys ever make out in the van? Yes. Would you two like to make out now? Yes! So right away Steve and I shed our tank tops and trunks, and she just sits there looking at our dicks. "Well....." Steve asks and looks at the girl. "I'm gonna' fuck you guys, but you gotta' do something for me first." "What?" says Steve. "I really get off to seeing two guys get it on with each other before I fuck." Steve all but came un-glued and says "Whaddaya think we are....queers or something!" She laughed and said, "I really don't care if you are or not, but I want to see you two in action with each other." Then I asked if she meant that she wanted to watch us butt-fuck. "No but at least I want to see you two play with each other's dicks." Steve is just about ready to pitch this piece out of the van, and then I'm thinking, "What the fuck...." and I just casually reached over and put my hand around Steve's dick. Steve was about to say something and had said, "Get your ass....." and then stopped. My hand must have felt pretty good to him because he got hard real quick. Steve and I had never played around like this before, but to me, it was no big deal. Steve was sitting cross-legged and when I grabbed his dick, he leaned back with his hands behind him and closed his eyes. Right away the gal starts rubbing her clit through her cut-offs and smiles at me. I'm jacking Steve's dick and playing with my own and watching the gal. Then she tells Steve, "Play with his too." So Steve reaches over and begins to play with my root too. Shit! It feels good! My 6 inches stood up rock hard. Steve's dick is no bigger than mine and is in the purple throbber stage. Then she wants us to play with each other nipples. Well at this point, fingering each other's nipple is no big deal either. So there we are. Facing each other, jacking dicks and flicking nipples. I couldn't believe it. After a few seconds of her watching us and rubbing her clit and nipples too, she then dropped the big one. "I want you to give each other head." We both lost it then. "No way!" We both said it together. "No suck. No fuck." was her answer. "Look. We ain't queer and it doesn't matter to us if we fuck you or not," Steve says. She didn't say anything, but instead unbuttoned her blouse and showed us her tits. She held her two tits in her hands and looked at us and said to Steve, "Suck him." I couldn't figure it out, but Steve must have been extra horny that morning, because he just looked at her tits and looked at me with kind of a frustrated look on his face. "I ain't fuckin' believin' this shit!" says Steve. With that, Steve gets on his hands and knees and moves over to me. "You sunnuva' bitch better not cum in my face!" he said. Steve lay on his stomach and moved his head to my crotch. He put his mouth close to my dick and hesitated. I think he was about to say something like "Awww shit!", but as he opened his mouth, I put my hand on the back of his head and hunched my hips upward and the tip of my dick slipped in his mouth. He pulled his head back and spit. "Mother fucker...don't do that!" The gal is really getting off to all this because by now she is shedding her cut-offs and sitting there nude. She is fingering her box and watching with the oddest expression on her face. "Do it....do it", she keeps saying. I put my hand on Steve's head and pushed him to my root. This time he took it and wrapped his lips around the head of my dick. I could feel his tongue washing my helmet, and my eyes closed as a rush of feeling hit me. Several times Steve pulled off and spit. "Mother fucker!" he kept saying. "Now it's your turn" she said to me. I didn't say anything but instead put my hand under Steve's chest and lifted lightly. It didn't take much for Steve to sit up and wipe the back of his hand over his mouth. "You better be good", he says to me. "Just go with it" the gal says as I moved to lay on my stomach and put my head to Steve's equipment. As I got near his dick, I could smell the fern-like odor of his pubic area, and it gave me a dizzy feeling. The smell of the gal's wet cunt now filled the back of the van and all together, I began to really get stiff. "Munch on it....You owe me" Steve says. I put my lips over his cock and let my tongue begin to tickle the underside of his helmet. I could hear Steve moan as I ran my tongue around his dick, and I could hear the gal saying, "Suck it...suck on it." After a few seconds of this, I realized that this wasn't bad at all! Shit! I was turned on by it! I did what I had seen the ladies do in the porn films and let Steve's root slide all the way to the back of my throat. When I did, I could hear Steve sucking air between his teeth. I bobbed my head up and down a little and when I did, I began to taste the fluid leaking out of his dick. It tasted just like my own. After a few more seconds, Steve says to the girl, "Let us fuck you." Her simple answer was "OK". I sat up and looked over at the girl and saw her pussy was wet and swollen. She knew what she was talking about when she said watching us guys turned her on. She slipped over on the carpet and lay back with her knees up and her legs spread. Steve practically leaped over me and got on his knees in front of her and pulled on his dick a few times. He then inched forward and balancing on one arm, used his free hand to guide his dick into her pussy. As he slipped into her, they both reacted and grunted. I'm sitting there watching and stroking my dick. After only a short moment of Steve pumping her, I crawled over and offered my dick to her mouth. She turned her head and began to lick my root. She rubbed my balls as she licked. Her head is bouncing by this time due to Steve's bumping her butt with his balls. Steve is pumping her ass and looking like a see-saw as he keeps his back straight and rocks back and forth on his shoulders. Several minutes pass and Steve is still rocking and finally says to us, "I can't cum with your dick in my face!" "OK" I said and moved away from the two of them. I moved behind them and watched the action from behind Steve's ass. I could hear the squish of flesh as he pumped her. This goes on for some time and I started to get impatient. "Hurry up and bust one," I said to Steve. "I'm trying" he said. By now my nuts are starting to ache with the pressure and I figure if Steve don't get one soon I'm going to have to jack mine off. Then I figure, "What the hell....I have had my mouth on his dick.....why not my hand?" So I reach between the cheeks of Steve's butt and cup his balls in my hand. That was the trigger, because immediately Steve stopped his rocking horse fucking and pushed his root deep into her pussy and began to short stroke like a dog. He tucked his hips under and started to groan, "Unnnh! Unnnh!" The gal wraps her legs over his butt and pulls him deeper inside her and she starts to bust one too. Together they jerked around and groaned. My own dick now has a long string of clear fluid hanging off the end and connected to the hair on my leg. "Get away!" I said and pulled on Steve's waist. He rolled off and lay beside her. I looked at her box and the lips of her pussy were gaped open and ready. Some of Steve's white goo was on her pubes and I could smell the odor of semen and her juice as well. I slipped in my dick and closed my eyes. I had never gotten sloppy seconds before and the thought of my buddy's juice lubricating my stick was more of a turn on than I had imagined. I couldn't have stroked more than a dozen times when I felt the burning itching feeling in my dick of the orgasm that was to come. My mouth open and gasping for air, I pumped her and felt the rush of sperm pulse through my dick. I must have emptied a double handful of juice. My spasms seemed to last forever, as I squeezed the last drops of my load into her. I rolled off of her and the three of us lay there for some time, recovering from our orgy. She sat up and looked around for a towel to clean up with. Steve handed her his tank top and she wiped away what was left of our fun. She didn't say much afterward, and simply dressed and then turned to look at Steve and I lying there with nothing on. Before she left the van, she reached out and grabbed both our limp dicks and said, "Remember.....sucking a guys cock don't make you queer....it just makes you cum." We both laughed and looked at each other and Steve punched me in the shoulder. She left and we dressed. Neither of us seemed to be embarrassed by what we had done for each other. We both knew that what we had done was between buddies, and that it would be our own business and no one else's. What I didn't tell Steve some months later was that I had made it with another guy. I found out that I could enjoy sex with either men or women and it didn't seem to matter to me that my partner had a dick or a pussy. Both feel good when used the right way. As far as I know Steve is straight. We never did anything like that again, but it was a good experience for me since I found out about my own sexual feelings.

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