:tongue:[table="width: 500"] [tr] [td][/td] [td][/td] [/tr] [tr] [td][/td] [td][/td] [/tr] [tr] [td][/td] [td][/td] [/tr] [/table] [QUOTE=bigrdf48;254464]All U guys that didn't reach this site thru Google missed something ...HE HAS FALSE TEETH NOW....HELL YEA! I WON'T B WITH A MAN IF HE ISN'T DENTURED! LOVE THEM FALSE TEETH! @ 15 I GOT MY 1ST B.J. & HE REMOVED HIS TEETH & I WAS SPOILED ROTTEN R THEN. BEEN SUCK N SINCE ....VERY YOUNG & KNEW I WANTED FALSE TEETH 4 SURE THAT NITE. I HAVE A DENTURE FETISSH & IM NOT ALONE[/QUOTE]
Just over five weeks now to the 15th [B][URL="http://september23.bi.org/"]Bi Visibility Day[/URL][/B]. This started out as a little thing in 1999 and seemed to stay a pretty low profile event for the following seven or eight years, with just a handful of groups marking the date round the world. It really seems to have taken off the last three years or so though - I think social media like twitter has been important in that, as people have used the date as a reason to post about bi stuff, change their online icons to be bi flags and so on, and so awareness has spread more and more each year. Got any plans for September the 23rd?!
Hi everyone, just want to get some input on a possible get local together? thinking of getting a place to meet and greet locals into the lifestyle of enjoying more. tell me what you think and lets see if we can meet and see men, ladies, couples looking for input from everyone on arranging a meet and maybe play day. hope to hear from you
Mr. Putin, You have placed the Russian people into the dark ages. You single handedly robbed your citizens of the basic civil right to choose whom they love. You have jeopardized the safety and sanctity that the International Olympics offers to athletes around the world. You see Mr. Putin, The rest of the world is moving forward and accepting the diverse and eclectic community known as LGBTQ. Our community does not judge others for their choice in spouses, partners or companions. Our community is growing, prosperous, and self sufficient. In our country, the United States of America, we are making huge strides in the civil rights of our citizens. Sure, we have areas where we need improvement, but I wouldn't live anywhere else in the world. We have our share of wingnuts, homophobes, and racists but for the most part we are united in our efforts to improve the lives of all. We don't require our citizens to keep quiet. There is no "don't ask, don't tell" requirements. We are proud of who we are and we will shout it from your roof tops as we do ours. Your bully tactics and threats of arrest are reminiscent of a bygone era where the Soviet Bloc aligned itself with the likes of history's most despicable monsters. Mr. Putin, I ask you to re-think your stagnant non productive position on our LGBTQ community. If for no other reason, do it for the Olympics. John & Laura Benedict Southern Nevada Bisexuals
I’m a 52 year old male, bi and I have some baggage. I went to Catholic School from the time I was 9 to 12 years old. A Priest who practiced the ultimate abuse of power abused me, like so many others. He said, “I’m testing you for Jesus.” The shithead never told the truth that he was a pedophile who got off on little boys. When I found out he was abusing my younger brother as well I finally told my parents. Incensed, they went to the Diocese. The next day the Priest was GONE. They transferred him away to another parish where he could continue his abuse and would not be found. My parents acted differently towards me from that time until they died. I don’t think the Priest made me bi, because as long as I can remember both women and men turned me on. When I would sneak looks at my Dad’s porno collection I remember fantasizing getting in bed with the couples and having sex with them both. The paradox for me is being male and bi in this society. Gay men I have met said things like, “He just hasn’t been with the right guy, yet.” No, that’s not it. Ladies I have dated have often left skid marks leaving when I told them I was bi (I’m sure AIDS paranoia had a little to do with that). My ex-wife was bi and I was fine with it, but she was NOT ok with my being bi She'd said my being bi was cool when we met and married but she acted jealous sometimes and the truth came out years later – my being Bi creeped her out. I should not have married a hypocrite, but hindsight is 20-20. Fast forward to now: I have finally embraced my bi side. I'm not looking to join anyone's family but I do want friendship, common bonds, laughter & conversation. If sex happens AWESOME... as long as the conversation & laughter can continue afterward. I'm straight-identified. I don't advertise my being Bi & I'm not out simply because I think that no one, other than those to whom I'm attracted & those who might be attracted to me, have the need or the right to know who I like to screw. I don't like the fact that it can matter to ANYONE ELSE & hence can affect my income or environment. That, in my view, is an egregious violation of my Constitutional right to privacy & therefore ILLEGAL!!! I'm not unattractive or disabled & I'm not a pervert. Yes, perversions are subjective, but I try to be GGG (Good, Giving & Game- I thank you again Dan Savage) as in, I'll be open & honest about my kinks, not demanding of my partner(s) & if it turns them on I'll consider it, within reason. At this point in my life I am set in some ways & know the things I like; but I am always open to suggestion & safe exploration. The only 4 NO's I have that are written in stone: NO Injury/blood NO Scat NO Animals (other than human) NO Children/Underage Everything else is negotiable. LOL Here it is… I love sex. I love sex with women. I love sex with men. I love sex with BiM/F couples most of all. On the Kinsey scale I am a 3.5 (slightly more straight than gay). Until God makes a cock that smells and tastes like good clean pussy, I’ll never be totally gay. The ultimate relationship for me would be in a triad with another bi male and a GGG female who might be a bit dominant. What are my chances of finding that, at 52? Slim to none. I'm ok with that. In the "Ocean of Life" I'm not fighting the waves. I'm surfing them.
We first met Mike on the Internet. We agreed to meet him in a lounge at a local Holiday Inn. Mike was a handsome young man in his early thirties. Mike looked at me directly and said, “Do you want me to fucks your wife tonight, I think she does”? After three years this cuckolding was becoming a reality. I guess I didn’t expect it to happen so fast. I looked at Anne nervously to see what she wanted to do. Anne kind of laughed and said sure. Mike looked at me then and said, “Go get a room then Frank and we will wait here”. In the room they stood next to the bed, and I took a seat in the chair so I could watch. Anne wasted no time and began undressing; she pulled off her blouse and skirt to reveal red panties and bra. I could see the crotch of her panties were soaking wet, she was really excited. I began to fee at ease as she looked at me and smiled. Mike stripped down to his underwear, and I could see that his cock was already up and ready for the job. Anne stood up and undid her bra, and let if fall to the floor releasing her breasts. Her nipples stood out, Mike gave each one a little pinch, which elicited a moan from her. She then grasped her panties and lowered them, exposing her moist cunt for Mike’s pleasure. Mike reached down and felt her wetness, and then told her to lie down on the bed and spread her legs. Anne obeyed, and Mike climbed between them and began eating her out. I watched fascinated, as this was one of my favorite things to do. Anne gasped as his tongue slid up and down her labia, and then slid in and out of her pussy. This went on for some time, he would suck and lick her clit, and then tongue fuck her. My cock was now aching, and the confinement in my pants wasn’t helping any. Mike needed no extra urging, and he mounted her as I watched. Anne had her legs spread wide, and Mike opened his so that I could clearly see as he guided the tip of his cock to Anne’s waiting slit. He poked the tip in, and Anne moaned loudly. He slid into her wetness easily, and I saw his entire cock disappear, and then slowly slide out again. He continued, sometimes increasing pace to a hard and fast fuck, and then backing off to a slow gentle pace. She started to writhe beneath him, and he rammed his cock deeply into her. Harder and harder he pounded her wet pussy, and as Anne cried out with another orgasm I saw his ass clench and his balls drew up right in front of my eye. I could see him grinding into her deeply and she was pushing back just as hard. “Oh my God” I thought to myself this man is pumping his cum deep into my wife’s pussy. Mike collapsed on top of her, spent from the load of his cum inside her. I could see the cum on the base of his shaft buried deep inside my wife. He laid there for about a minute and they kissed romantically, then Mike pulled out of her. His cock was wet with their juices, and as he pulled away a string of cum hung from his dick to her pussy. Anne laughed and said “God we’re wet, just wipe that off on my pussy please. Mike smiled and rubbed his cock up and down her cunt, leaving the drippings spread all over her pussy lips and pubic hair, and then rolled off of her and lay next to her. Anne rose up on her elbows and viewed the sticky wet mess of her crotch. She smiled and looked at me. “Do you like what you see babe?” she asked. .” I looked at Anne and said jokingly, “Where did my soccer mom go”, as I stared at her pussy and I definitely liked what I saw, I was really turned on and I had a thought in the back of my mind that I might like to eat her out. I couldn’t believe I wanted that, but I hadn’t cum and right there in front of me was my wife’s beautiful cunt all filled up with cum, my fantasy come true. It wasn’t my cum, but God I was hot at that point. “I think you do like what you see,” she giggled. “Anything you want to do now?” “What do you mean?” I gulped. I didn’t want her sayinng anything in front of Mike. “Come on, tell me what you want to do and I’ll let you do it babe. Are you having some nasty thoughts? You can tell us, Mike won’t tell anyone. Just tell me what you want.” It felt like my cock grew even longer. She was going to make me say it in front of Mike. I swallowed hard, I really wanted it. “I’d like to taste your pussy,” I blurted. “What!? You want to taste my pussy? You can do that anytime lover, I don’t think that’s what you want to do now. Out with it – what do you really want to do?” I wish I had never started this fantasy. I use to cum inside Anne and she would pretend it was another man’s cum and I would lick it out of her. I wanted to do it but not in front of Mike. I wish she would have waited until he left, but she was in control now. I almost came in my pants; she was going to make this really nasty for me. I took a deep breath and said “I really want to lick the cum out of your cunt, I want to clean up that mess for you.” “Oh, you nasty boy! You want to lick up my pussy after it’s been well fucked? “Well, what are you waiting for? Climb onto the bed between my legs.” I did as instructed, and Anne said “Take a close look, can you smell how well it’s been fucked?” I got in close to her pussy and took a deep breath. It smelled like heaven. She had cum very hard and her juices were mixed with Mike’s, and the sweat of their fucking created an intoxicating aroma. “Yes, you smell delicious,” I said. “Then you can start cleaning me since you like how I smell. I want you to lick all around the outside first, get that nice and clean, and then you can start sucking Mike's cum out of me.” She turned back to Mike and began kissing him again. I tentatively started to lap up the cum, my cock was dripping onto the bed. I got the first taste and it was smooth and salty. Her pubic hair was coated, and I had to lick hard to get the sticky mess off, but I worked hard and succeeded. I glanced up to see her French kissing Mike, and without stopping she took the back of my head and pushed my face back down into her hole. I fervently began sucking, and she suddenly started to buck against my ministrations. She cried out “Shit, I’m cumming again already! Oh God, suck my cunt baby, it feels so good!” I had never made her cum so hard in our whole marriage. I became like a man possessed. I wanted to devour her pussy. I knew deep down that I never pleased her sexually and now I had found a way. I looked up at her and she never looked so beautiful to me. I sucked harder as she came, her cunt muscles began pumping their cum out into my mouth. Spasm after spasm roared through her body, and she grabbed my head with both hands and roughly held my face against her pussy as she rubbed it up and down. As the waves of pleasure faded, she released me and lay back. “God that was great, but I think there’s more in me.” I saw that Mike’s cock was at rock hard again, and Anne noticed also. She got on all fours and presented herself to him. Mike took the hint and positioned himself behind her, and promptly buried his cock inside her. Anne started to rock back and forth, impaling herself deeply with each stroke. Her eyes were fluttering; she had become possessed just as I was and I wanted her to be. Mike was a stud that I never was. I could never give her cock like he was and for some reason I was very ok. Maybe the lie was dead; I didn’t have to pretend anymore. I was a cuckold. I really didn’t know who this slut was on all fours but I knew she was mine and loved her even more and wanted to get to know her. Anne looked up at me and said, “Babe, climb under me and lick me while I’m getting fucked, please,” “Don’t think about it, just do it, I want you to do it so fucking bad, please lick my cunt now!” I wanted to please her so I got underneath her and she and Mike spread their legs a little more to allow me easy access. From that angle I had a great view of his thick cock going in and out her wet lips, and Anne’s pussy was actually working up into a lather. I reached out with my tongue and started to lick her clit gently. “Oh fuck yeah!” she shouted. “Lick me hard cuckyboy you nasty slut! Lick my clit, oh yeah Mike fuck me deep”! I started to lick at the hole as she ordered me, sliding my tongue over the clit and around the hole just as she was getting pumped by Mike's manhood. My dick was spewing all over my stomach. Anne began to spasm wildly, and Mike grabbed her hips to keep his cock deep in her. She cried out that she was cumming again, and her body began to quiver as she rode out her third orgasm. I was watching Mike’s balls and I saw them tighten up as he dumped his second load into Anne, and she sobbed with pleasure feeling her pussy fill up again with another man's cum. Mike pulled out, and Anne dropped herself straight down onto my face, cum leaking freely from her gaping hole. I lapped it up as she grinded down onto me. I sucked hard as she leaned forward and took my dick into her mouth. I lasted about 10 seconds, and then a violent orgasm shook my whole body as I let loose what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth. She continued to suck and I continued to lick until my cock began to deflate. Finally, she rolled off and turned over to face me. I had cum on my lips and face, and she had a big smile on hers. Mike was watching as she grabbed me and kissed me hard. I opened my mouth to accept her tongue, and was surprised when she returned my whole load of cum to me! “Now swallow that one too,” she said with a grin. I smiled and let it slide down my throat, and she let out a laugh. “There, now you finally got to taste your own cum lover, maybe next time you will actually be able to eat it from my pussy! If not, we can always invite Mike back for more practice.”
You know sometimes people like to take opinions and make them as that's how it is , to me its ignorant to base things upon another's opinion , an example of this is people auto assuming that bisexual really means gay as many do , I have had many instances where someone will say or think I'm gay when I love females more than anything , well certain types anyhow , its one reason couples sometimes annoy me cause its not both them that wants to play often its just the bitch wanting to watch and that gets on my nerves cause I want some that puss , but whatever , it goes down to many things though , such as the fucking church and that whole deal , giving their opinions on matters and people take that as how its suppose to be, its why there are many laws that make no sense because they don't reflect how many people feel but because the religious folks decided way back that's how its suppose to be it was made so , it doesn't matter that there are a large amount of people who don't agree , its said that's how God feels so its so , well God is an imaginary deal anyhow and I for one don't cater to make believe deals as real , I go with human nature deals as a more plausible way of being and it is human nature in the folks that like this or that cause no matter what others say or what the religious believe or what the law says , it doesn't ever go away , its like the war on drugs its never going to be won and its a big waste of money in many ways as people are always going to want and get drugs , it doesn't matter how much the government tries to stop it can not be stopped , same with same sex lust or love , people who like animals , people who like the young , people who like to be shit on and whatever the case may be , it will never be stopped , its like how parents teach their kids certain things that go directly against how the kid feels , like if a boy likes dolls and they are told its wrong that's only for girls , its obvious he don't feel that way and what's bad is that train of thought that's put into his head will likely conflict with how he feels inside and can end up being problematic for him through life but regardless the biggest problem that is , is that folks wont be who they are cause they worry about what others think and if people would just make a stand the world would change , there are many people out there in the work force who are not what they seem and if they all decided to say hey I'm going to be me and the businesses said well we don't like that they are not going to fire everyone cause it would cripple them , like wise with just regular society things , if more people would say fuck it I'm going to be me then society would not have much of a choice but to say ok , all I know is I decided long ago to be who I am and while yes I have had some issues with people I still have a successful life in the money I make and the feeling I have with myself ,I am a girlyboy who more then you would think get with awesome looking young girls and has good friends and so on and while like I said I have had people who are like fuck you for being who I am , I say fuck them kind of folks and I go with the ones who are cool . well anyhoo , la la la la
[FONT=Calibri] Companions Nich’ooni by Jed A. Bryan is a compelling story of love, devotion, and self-preservation. The central characters are paired together by a traditional duty to their church. This pairing has little to do with compatibility and everything to do with whom and to where the Mormon Church chooses. They are interested in membership not relationships. [/FONT][FONT=Calibri]Set in 1968, a time when very few were brave enough to come out to their own families that they were gay, these Elders were thrust together to deal with their own fallibilities. Jed brings these characters to life. I could feel crisp clean mountain air stinging my lungs. I felt the dirt beneath my feet. The vivid details will put you deep within Navajo country. I could sense the contempt these boys felt when their feelings betrayed their upbringing. Jed uses the Navajo language to punctuate the cultural differences between Geoffrey and Johnny. [/FONT][FONT=Calibri]Their tumultuous beginning melted into a caring, loving relationship. Geoffrey’s family never comes to grips with his outing, nor the apparent flamboyancy of his uncle Ho. Their untimely outing to the church seemed to spark their intent to show the world that they were out and quite content about it. Unfortunately, the atmosphere in that day and age didn’t lend itself to diversity and tolerance. As with many in the LGBT community today, they were forced to flee for their own safety. Fortunately uncle Ho understood their needs and took them in. [/FONT][FONT=Calibri]This story was based on true events in the author’s life. I applaud Jed’s tenacity and his attention to details. I encourage you to curl up to your wood burning stove amid your Hogan and read this book. And finally, all of us can appreciate the need for our very own uncle Ho. [URL="http://www.amazon.com/Companions-Nichooni-Jed-Bryan/dp/1300192038/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1376162548&sr=8-1&keywords=companions+nich%27ooni"][COLOR=#336699]http://www.amazon.com/Companions-Nichooni-Jed-Bryan/dp/1300192038/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1376162548&sr=8-1&keywords=companions+nich%27ooni[/COLOR][/URL] [/FONT]
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