I was addicted to Craigslist and meeting strangers in public parking lots at night. Why wouldn’t I be, I was getting good to great oral sex for free, no strings attached.

In Part I of my bisexual journey, I discovered male-to-male rendezvous and felt myself being drawn in deeper. My fantasies took off, and I found I lusted for being naked with another man, cuddling close while we held each other's hard cocks. I was watching gay porn and being turned on by the scenes.

I am still heterosexual, as I love being naked with a lady, feeling a soft breast, and having my cock deep in her wet pussy. Yet, meeting men was easy, a quick way to get satisfied while I finessed a lady into my bed.

I noticed that the men I met did not need reciprocation. They got their satisfaction by having a cock in their mouths and taking my seed. That was fine with me, I was not ready to take a cock in my mouth, but I felt myself drawing closer to doing this.

At night, alone in my bed, I fantasized about taking a cock in my mouth. In my dreams, I licked and suckled on a hard cock, imagining the soft smooth cockhead against my wet tongue. It was exciting to hear him moan with pleasure as his cock grew thick and hard. Then tasting his precum and knowing he was about to ejaculate in my mouth. I have tasted my come after climaxing in a woman’s mouth, it seemed sweet and pleasant. Yet not sure I was ready for a mouthful of man’s hot gooey come.

A few nights later, I got an urge and was cruising Craigslist. It was like fishing with multiple lines, I replied to a few posts hoping one would reply. It was fun reading their posts and replying, knowing there was potentially a man who would soon be sucking my cock on the other end. I found most men on Craigslist were real, they were ready to meet and provide a willing mouth.

One man replied right away, James, and shared his cock picture. He had a smooth clean-looking cock, hard and inviting. When I suggested we meet now, he was ready, and an hour later our cars were parked in the far corner of a Walmart parking lot.

I will admit that most men who I met were not attractive to me. James was different, he was slightly taller than me, slim, and had a nice smile. I felt oddly attracted to him, he looked like someone I would desire to meet regularly. The thought of having a steady regular male lover was gaining appeal to me.

Like the other men that entered my SUV, we made small talk and then he gently groped my cock through my sweatpants. I pulled the sweatpants off and removed my shirt. I loved being nude when being sucked, even if the oral giver remained dressed. He gave me a long sensual sucking, responding to my directions, yet he would build me up to a near climax, and then slow his cadence. He was in control of my climax.

With ladies, I would make the oral sex last, using the same technique. I liked hearing their moans and groans, holding their head firm, controlling my climax. I have good stamina, which many ladies did not appreciate. On more than one occasion, I would be asked, “Are you going to come soon?”

Yet, James was controlling when I could come, and I loved this sensation. He was not in any rush to end his wonderful cock service. Yet, there came a tipping moment when I could not hold back any longer, and with my eyes closed, and muscles tight, I ejaculated in his mouth hard, almost painfully. I felt each spurt while his tongue continued to dance over my swollen cockhead.

When he was finished, withdrawing from my spent cock, we both fell back, breathing hard. I felt a wave of passion come over me and leaned in and we kissed. His lips and tongues met mine and we kissed passionately.

I thought about the song by Katy Perry, “I Kissed a Girl”.  I kissed a man and was surprised, I liked it.

When I leaned it, I could feel his hard cock through his jeans. I was deep in a passion state and asked if he wanted his cock sucked. My head, the one on top of my shoulders, went into red alert, what did I just ask to do? I asked him if he wanted to place his cock in my mouth. Panic set in, I had never done this before, just in my fantasies.

Before I could retract my query, he responded, “This would be nice, if I didn’t mind.”

I looked at James and felt a strong attraction, and asked myself, “If not now, when?”

He removed his jeans and leaned back, his cock was smooth, hairless, and hard with a nice bulb-like cockhead.

I felt he should know, I said, “This was the first time I sucked cock.”

He responded, “I am honored. Don’t worry, I am sure you will do fine.”

The moment my lips were over his cockhead, I knew I was indeed going to enjoy this. My hands were stroking his hard shaft and fondling his balls, which I prefer when he was servicing my cock. I tried to replicate his technique, and his moves, and when he moaned, I knew I was on the right track.

I don’t respond well to ladies giving me direction, and yet, when James would provide a suggestion, I felt obliged. I was learning how to suck cock by an experienced and great cocksucker. He was gentle, never forcing his cock deep into my mouth, as I had done many times with him.

I took his cock deeper and gagged. He assured me that, with practice, I would be able to handle the gag reflex. Licking his shaft up and down, then over his cockhead elicited deeper moans. I began to understand why men loved to suck cock, even without reciprocation. His manhood felt comfortable in my mouth, but I was getting tired. I did not have James’s stamina for cock sucking.

He sensed this and began to stroke his shaft, while I worked his cockhead, as he did just before I climaxed. I tasted precum, and a moment later he came, strong and hard. I could not take his seed in my mouth, and he sprayed on my face and chest. I tasted some of his come, of course, and I thought of all the ladies who were forced to taste my seed. Some of them loved taking my come and swallowing, a few were not pleased, but they had to swallow it anyway. I was mixed on swallowing; this would take me more time.

I felt I needed to apologize for not taking all his seed in my mouth. Yet, James was satisfied, he told me he loved shooting his seed on my face. He said I did better than most first-timers. Before I could respond, he leaned in, and we kissed again. I felt his hands caressing my naked body, and I felt his body. This was a nice moment, like cuddling with a lady after making love.

He apologized saying he had to get home to his wife. I told him I was recently divorced and had a nearby apartment and invited him to come over next time. He said he would like that, and I sat naked in the back seat of my SUV, tasting some of his seed left on my chest, feeling a passionate afterglow.

Part III: My continued bisexual journey with James and other men.