Okay this may be a bit lengthy but it does get to a point or really a question. When I was a freshman in college I was hanging out with a bunch of my friends - all guys. It was a long time ago and we were macho 18 year olds mostly from small rural towns running into education and the ways of the world for the first time. One of my friends pointed out that there were more than ten of us there so statistically one of us was probably gay. Remember this was a long time ago. All of us blustered assuring our friends that it was not us and suggesting who it might be. My friend went on to say that given the homophobic nature of our culture - we were in the south - whoever was gay probably had not realized it yet. Sexuality being as confusing as it was at that age, I thought about that quite a lot. I realized that my sexual dreams were only about women and figured it was unlikely that I could be gay but I decided that it would be good to be bi-sexual to like men in the same way I liked women would double the fun.

A while later I was in an airport with a long layover. After a couple of hours, it occurred to me that I had been watching people but had only noticed women. In that airport I gave up on the hope of bisexuality. A few years later my wife and I were friends with another couple both of whom were bi and very good looking. One night after a good deal of wine they convinced my wife and I to try a same sex kiss. I did not find it pleasurable in the least.

It was some time after this that I started developing cuckold fantasies. I finally convinced my wife to have sex with a friend and I could not resist going in after he was through. I found that, not only was I not grossed out by the silky seconds, I really liked it.

A few years after that and I had a relationship with another couple that my wife did not want to be a part of. This relationship lasted a few years. At first there was incidental contact between the guys but everything was focused on the wife. Over time he started stroking me quite a lot before putting me into his wife. I did not mind. For me it was more of a comradery thing than a sexy thing. One night toward the end of this relationship, she was on top of him fucking him revers cowgirl and having an orgasm. She called out for me to go down on her. I wasn't sure what to do. This was not something I wanted to do, but neither did I want to refuse her. i kissed slowly from her neck to her her breasts. As I hesitated she put her hand on my head urging me down. I continued to her belly. By this time the smell of their mixed sex was pungent. Her rocking was urgent. It was very erotic but I hesitated trying to content her with a tonging of her belly button. But she was insistent. I finally got to my appointed destination. With my face as far away as I could manage, I reached my tongue to lick her clit. It tasted of their combined juices. Such ans aphrodisiac I have never known. She convulsed in orgasm and I continued to lap at her clit. Moving closer, I even felt his erection slide along my tongue. Soon it was apparent that he was going to erupt and I retreated. I was not that brave. We only got together a few times after that night and we did not repeat that trick. But there was a definite increase in combined intimacy with her rubbing our cocks together and sucking each of us and then immediately kissing the other. While I could distinctly taste him on her lips and tongue, I did not kiss her after he came in her mouth. But he did kiss her after I came in her mouth taking a bit of a snow ball. It was very sexy. I was elated to find this expansion of my sexual abilities.

Unfortunately, that was many years ago and I have not had similar experiences since. I have no desire to kiss another man. The idea of fucking another mans ass is actually repulsive to me. But I'm pretty sure that if another man had just fucked my wife or another woman partner, I could not only suck his cock, I could enjoy it.

How about you? Where do those boundaries exist for you? Have you explored them?