A random thought, I guess. I look forward to kissing a guy as much as having sex with one.

For those who don't know, and that's probably all of you, I have struggled with my attraction to the same sex for years, and have kind of recently come to terms with it. Now my goal is to start having actual experiences!

I know a lot of bi guys draw the line at kissing. It's like an emotional limit for them. It's not a limit for me partly because in my mind sex is a very personal experience, and demands emotional awareness.

Don't get me wrong. I can't wait for our dicks to come out and start rubbing up against each other in fun ways. But I don't want just to cum.

I want us to stand in front of each other, completely naked, just him and me, all alone, without another living soul in the room. We look at each other's naked bodies, our chests, our erections. We gaze into each other's eyes, maybe nervously but sure that we want each other. Our hearts pound, our palms sweat. We approach each other, embrace, and smile. Our bodies are touching each other. Our lips come together naturally and our tongues dance delightfully. Heavy breathing and moaning escape here and there as we make out, maybe even one or two "I want you!" Our lips don't dispute we're horny for each other, but they say we like each other, and we're about to go on a happy, sexy journey together that will bring us closer together. That sure beats a blow and go for me!