The week following Kelly and David's first encounter was somewhat awkward. He had dropped her off at her apartment and had they agreed that they were too emotionally and physically exhausted for any further sexual activity that morning. The excuse for both of them was that they had classes to attend that day but in reality they both needed time to think.  

Despite their long conversation about morality and how unfair it was that women were judged differently (more harshly) than men when it came to sexual behavior, Kelly feared that his words were all just for show and that he had the same sexist attitudes as most men.  

David feared that he had fallen too hard too quickly for Kelly because she was so beautiful. Maybe she knew who he really was and just wanted a famous fuck to tell her friends about.  

The first phone call was made on Wednesday afternoon by Kelly who was intent on calling out his bullshit. However, the relief in his voice when he realized it was her, softened her attitude immediately.  

"You didn't call me," she said nervously.  

"I was afraid you might have regretted Sunday night," he answered honestly. "I hoped it was you every time the phone rang. People think I don't like them 'cos I got rid of them as soon as I could, just in case you rang. You are so beautiful and smart and..."  

"So you want to catch up soon?" she cut him off.  

"Kelly, I haven't thought of anything else since I woke up on Monday afternoon."  

"Can you come over now then?"  

He was knocking on her door within thirty minutes. Not bad as, normally, it was a forty-five-minute trip. They didn't make it to the bedroom at first. She had answered the door naked, stripped his pants off and jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist. As he had been hard since she called, and she was wet with anticipation, it was easy for her to impale herself on his rampant cock. He walked unsteadily into her bedroom with her riding him enthusiastically.  

They spent the next two days in bed, making love and talking. They paused only to eat, drink and go to the bathroom. The sex was like nothing either of them had experienced before.  

"We might have a problem with something if we stay together," Kelly said tentatively during one of their rest periods on the second day.  

"What do you mean?"  

"We are both bisexual. I don't want us to end up sneaking off to get something that only someone else can give us. I want us to be totally honest with one another, don't you?"  

"So we just have to have our bisexual experiences together. How would you feel about watching me fuck another woman or sucking a guy's cock?"  

Her answer was to jump on him again slide herself up and down along his semi-hardness. "I would love it!" she cried. "What a team we would make. We could start with your couple or mine. Whenever you like."  

Their adventures with John and Jenny and Kelly's bi couple, Vikki and Jim, over the next few years make an interesting story on their own but for now, we will move forward four and a half years when they had been working at the exclusive (and very expensive) co-educational school in Melbourne's eastern suburbs for six months.  

David had been observing the shower room behavior of a very attractive young man for a few weeks when he sought Kelly's advice. He was sure Ben was watching the other boys with more than a passing interest as they washed in the communal shower after evening footy training - even stealing a glance at him if he joined them.  

"He reminds so much of me at that age. You can see his cock starting to swell as he watches them - or me - and then he cuts short his shower and hurriedly dresses. Once I'm sure he went into the toilet cubicle to jerk off."  

"Have the other boys noticed?" asked Kelly quite concerned for the boy but starting to get turned on by the description.  

"Not yet I don't think but I'm worried that they might. If they think he's gay they might make life very difficult for him."  

"Doesn't he have a girlfriend?" Kelly asked, remembering that she had seen him holding hands with the gorgeous Becky Gordon.  

"That's just the thing. I'm thinking maybe he's confused about his sexuality - maybe he's bi."  

After a long discussion, they hatched a plan but decided to wait for a few weeks until Ben turned eighteen just to be safe. Although the age of consent was sixteen, the eighteen-year-old status was more acceptable to most people. Just in case.  

Ben's eighteenth birthday came just in time as David had noticed that some of the boys were starting to question his interest in their nudity. David scoffed at their gossip and pointed that Ben had a beautiful girlfriend. Being an ex AFL footballer, David was idolized by the young footballers and his word was gospel.  

Apparently sensing their suspicions, Ben had started entering the shower room just as everyone was finishing up - feigning some issue or other which delayed him. Two days after his eighteenth birthday David followed into the showers a minute or so after him and undressed as he often did when training had finished.  

"Happy birthday, Ben," he said cheerfully as the boy looked up in surprise.  

"Thanks, sir," he replied unable to take his eyes off David's muscular body.  

David started washing himself thoroughly, taking longer than usual to wash his ass and his genitalia and making his cock swell just a little. Ben was watching closely whenever he thought David wasn't looking and, to his horror the beginnings of an erection began to form.  

"Well goodnight sir," he said as he left the room hurriedly covering himself with his towel.  

"Ben can you lock up for me if all the guys are gone. I need to see you in my office for a minute. It's nothing bad or anything. I'll be in as soon as I've washed my hair."  

Ben raced off to get dressed and locked the doors to the sports building as soon as the last boy had gone.  

Minutes later he stood nervously in front of David's desk They both wore the school tracksuit. David motioned him to sit which he did.  

"Ben, I've got a slightly delicate matter to raise with you. It's not a problem for me but it might become one for you."  

"Wha...what's that sir?" Ben stammered sensing that this might be related to the recent rumors about his sexuality.  

"I couldn't help noticing over the past few months that you... well let's say 'enjoy' watching the other boys showering after training. I've dispelled their suspicions but I don't think I can fool them much longer."  

"I'm not gay sir. I've got a girlfriend!" Ben protested.  

"I know you have, Ben and she's very pretty but I know what I've seen. Please don't be afraid of what I might think. I've been in your shoes and a good friend had this very talk to me when I was playing."  

"You, you watched the guys at training. Naked?"  

"Ben, I want to tell you something but I need your promise that you won't breathe a word of this to anyone. Do I have it?"  

Ben liked Mr. Johnston very much - not just his great, athletic body but his handsome face and friendly manner. If Mr. Johnston trusted him with a secret he would take it to the grave with him.  

"Yes sir, you have my solemn word."  

"Do you know Mrs. Johnston - my wife, Ben?"  

"Of course sir, everyone knows Mrs. J. She's hot! Err I mean...sorry." Ben could feel his cock starting to thicken again.  

"That's OK, Ben I like it when people think she's hot," David reassured him. "Mrs. Johnston and I have a very unusual sex life. We like to have sex with both women and men. We are swingers and what's called bisexual - have you heard of that Ben?"  

"I think so sir, I sometimes wonder...."  

"Would you like me to help you to work out if your straight, gay or bisexual, Ben?"  

Ben thought for a moment. He could trust this man. "Yes please, sir."  

"OK. I've told you my biggest secret, now I need you to be honest with me if I'm going to help you. OK?"

"Yes, sir. I'll try."  

"OK Ben, how often do you masturbate, you know, jerk off."  

Ben hesitated. "Err now and then."  

David raised his eyebrows.  

"Almost every day. Sometimes twice a day," he blushed.  

"Hmmm... most bisexuals have a strong libido. And what do you think about when you start touching yourself? Be honest now."  

"Um... sometimes I think about the guys in the shower and us all washing one another and getting hard", he blurted out suddenly. "Sometimes I think about Becky and the time we kissed and she let me touch her boobs."  

"Anything else?" David asked gently. "What do you think about when you're about to come? What do you picture in your mind."  

"The same things, I guess and the feel of Becky's hand on me and..." he mumbled something inaudible.  

"Sorry, what was that last bit?"   "You, sir," said Ben softly blushing furiously. "I sometimes think about you when I'm about to blow."  

"I'm very flattered, Ben, said David, also softly. "We've worked out that you think about guys AND girls when you masturbate. How would you like to do a little test of your feelings?"  

"Yes, sir - but how?"  

"I'm just going to stand here, Ben," said David, standing up and coming around his desk to stand in front in front of Ben. "You can do whatever you like to me. Undress me, touch me anywhere you like, do anything you feel like doing to me. Would you like that Ben? You can stop whenever you like."  

"Really, sir?"  

"Really, Ben. You're a very good looking young man and I would be honored, not to mention very turned on to help you work yourself out."  

Ben stood and looked David up and down. He noticed the growing bulge in his tracksuit pants and felt the one in his own throbbing. Placing his hands on David's chest he marveled at the well developed pectoral muscles then unzipped his top watching David's eyes all the while for any sign of doubt or rejection.  

David cooperated in having his tracksuit removed and then his t-shirt. Ben ran his fingers over the firm, hairless chest.

"That feels great Ben - take as long as you like."  

For the next few minutes, Ben explored David's upper body, admiring every inch of toned, smooth flesh and both of them became very hard. At last, he placed his hands on the waistband of David's pants.

"Can I....?"  

"Anything you like Ben. It all feels fantastic."  

Ben knelt down and pulled the close-fitting pants to David's knees. He never took his eyes off the outline of David's erection plainly visible through his jockey shorts and slanted to one side in order to stay in them. Throwing caution to the wind he reached up and pulled the jocks away from David's belly and his cock sprang upwards - vertical.  

David stepped out of the clothing (he wasn't wearing footwear) and stood before a mesmerized Ben his erection curving gently towards his navel.  

Ben slowly caressed David's thighs and buttocks, gathering courage for his next move.  

"Oh, Ben that feels so good."  

Encouraged by these words, Ben, still kneeling, began to fondle David's tight testicles causing him to groan and his cock to twitch. A small drop of clear liquid appeared on the head. Ben slowly stroked upwards now with all ten fingers and David moaned again. Then, the defining moment. Ben leaned forward and licked the drop of precum from David's now almost purple knob.  

"Oh shit ben, I'm going to have to sit down if you keep that up."  

With that, he staggered backwards to sit on his chair, Ben following him on his knees. Then he closed his mouth over the head and started to suck.  

"Ohh, fuck that feels good, Ben."  

"What you like me to do, sir?" Ben asked, looking into David's eyes.  

"Do whatever you'd like done to you Ben and for Christ's sake call me Dave."  

"Yes, sir - I mean Dave. "I'll do my best."  

'What would I like?' Ben thought to himself and returned to the task at hand. Holding David's cock in his hand, he bent it towards him and covered the head with his mouth again and started to swirl his tongue around it.  

"Oh jeeez, that's fantastic Ben. Tickle my balls with the other hand. Oh yes! The footy training is paying off - your ball-handling skills are first class!"  

Ben let out a muffled laugh and continued to pleasure his coach enthusiastically. For a moment the ball tickling stopped and David looked down at Ben to see him rubbing himself through his tracksuit pants.  

Sensing that he was close to coming, David took Ben's face in his hands and tilted his head to look at him. Then he kissed him gently on the lips - a kiss that became gradually more intimate and lasted a full minute.  

"You may be at least gay, if not bisexual but we have to be sure. It's one thing to give a blow job when you're horny but you may be less keen when you've just come. Let's change places and take your clothes off."  

Reluctantly, Ben released the turgid column of flesh and stood up. He quickly stripped off and then shyly showed himself to David his hands covering his erection.  

David admired the firm, smooth young body before him and smiled. "You're a fine-looking young man, Ben. Anybody, male or female would envy me right now. Take your hands away. Let me look at you."  

"It's not as big as yours, sir I mean Dave," he said as he exposed his very hard cock which stood straight at a forty-five-degree angle.  

"He's beautiful, Ben. So smooth and straight and big enough to satisfy any woman - or man. Now sit down and let's take care of him for you."  

Ben sat in the chair and David went to work immediately, knowing the boy would be pretty desperate to come by now. His sucking was firm but gentle as he took a good half of Ben's cock into his mouth. It was a very short time - maybe two minutes - before Ben started to whimper a weak warning.  

"Dave, I think I'm gonna.... ohh."  

Briefly stopping his ministrations, David looked up at Ben and said, "It's OK Ben. I want to drink every drop you give me. That's another sign of a man who truly fancies other males. And now I'm going to show you a little trick which will blow the mind of any man you go down on in the future."  

Ben groaned loudly as David recommenced his oral pleasuring of the boy. Soon David sensed he was very close. The head flared and Ben's fists clenched. Then David reduced the suction and pressure of his mouth just a little. This had the effect of delaying Ben's orgasm for several seconds. He whimpered again, muttering words of pleasure, frustration, and encouragement.  

At last, with a mighty groan, Ben came. David felt the pulse surge through the slim cock and readied himself for the first spurt.  

In all his years of masturbation, Ben had never felt anything even close to the intensity of pleasure he experienced for the next thirty seconds. He just seemed to keep coming and coming. In the back of his mind, he heard David gulping as he swallowed what he thought must have been a huge load.  

Eventually, after David had gently squeezed every drop from his now, very sensitive cockhead, Ben relaxed, totally spent. He Marvelled at the fact that his cock did not go completely limp but remained at least half erect.  

Suddenly, he sat up and, much to David's relief, said, "Your turn!"  

David, needing no encouragement, quickly changed places with Ben who went straight to work on his raging hard-on.  

In no time, David could feel his long-awaited orgasm approaching and made some warning sounds. Undeterred, Ben kept sucking and swirling his tongue around David's expanding knob.  

"Oh fuck!' David cried as a huge orgasm ripped through his body and great globs of semen spurted into Ben's mouth. Try as he may, Ben couldn't gulp it all down but kept sucking enthusiastically until David, extremely sensitive now, pushed his mouth away.  

Instead of finding something to wipe up the superfluous semen which had escaped his mouth, Ben gently licked it off David's balls, shrinking cock and his own fingers.  

"Well, I think we can be pretty sure of the gay side of your bisexuality, Ben. Now, how would you like to act out the same scenario with my wife, Mrs. Johnston - Kelly?"  

"Mrs. Johnston! Really Dave? Oh my God, that would be incredible. But would she want to Dave? Does she know who I am?"  

"Oh, she's seen you alright Ben and she thinks you're hot. She'd love to fuck you and I'd love to watch."  

In the next chapter, we see what happens when Ben gets to test his hetero side and Kelly helps Becky to understand her carnal feelings for girls as well as boys and her constant horniness.