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It was Sunday, and Sophie made her way to band practice eagerly. Her band was no ordinary orchestral type band, nor was it a rock band. Her band was a Junk Band. They practiced every third Sunday. They had a pretty weird name too, 100% Recyclable. They’d seen it on a box during a rehearsal, and agreed on using it as a name. Sophie liked going to band, because she got to hit things very hard, and had a good sense of rhythm. But there was another reason.
“Hi Sophs, how’s things?” His name was Daniel. Sophie smiled. “Things are fine, how about you? Still pining over that cow you were with?” Daniel flashed his gorgeous smile and hugged her. “Yeah, thanks to you” Sophie, despite only be 15, had talked in such depth to her 17 year old friend about his ex and other parts of his sex-life. Sophie went weak at the knees.
The practice went well. The whole band played through all their old songs, and composed a brand new one. Sophie and Daniel worked well together, complimenting each other with everything they played. As Sophie was just about to leave, Daniel pulled her over to one side.
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“Sophs,” he said, “this might not be your thing, but a friend of mine I having a party at his house, and I wondered if you’d like to come.” Sophie smiled sweetly “I’d love to, I’d have to ask my dad though. Can I have your phone number, and I’ll get back to you?” He gave it to her, and Sophie made her way home, smiling.
A few days later, Daniel got a phone call. “Hey, Dan? Yeah, I can make it if I promise not to drink anything, and you promise to look after me.” Daniel laughed. “I promise, do you?” Sophie laughed too. “Yeah, I promise too. Oh, by the way, I’m not sure how I’m supposed to get there.” Sophie couldn’t stop smiling, Daniel sounded so sexy on the phone. “I’m sure my mum’ll give you a lift too, but I’m kipping over there, you sure that’s ok with your dad?” He heard Sophie shouting at someone in the background. “Yeah, dad says that’s ok…will you shut up! Sorry bout that, my little brother is being so annoying!” Daniel laughed. “Ok, I’ll pick you up at 7 on Saturday. See you then.” He hung up, leaving Sophie beaming from ear to ear.
Sophie spent ages getting ready. She rooted out her best outfit from her wardrobe, a nice, long sleeved, tight top, hip-hugging jeans and a denim jacket. She put on minimal make-up, knowing that Daniel preferred the more natural look, wearing just foundation, eyeliner and mascara. She surveyed herself in a mirror and smiled. Her older brother, James, knocked gently, and stuck his head around the door. “Hey, there’s some guy at the door for you…when did you get so grown up sis?” Sophie laughed and glanced in the mirror once more, then walked past James and down the stairs to the front door.
Any man who claims to have never sucked a cock is either lying, or he has actually never sucked a cock. Any man who claims to have sucked only one cock, however, is certainly lying.
You can't eat just one.
And finally, any man who claims that he will never suck a cock is probably telling the truth, but wishes he was lying.
With the internet making it so damn easy to come upon hi-res jpegs of hard-cock closeups, more and more men are bicoming mesmerized, hypnotized, pleasurized by the tractor beams emanating from beautiful dicks. They are drawn in -- and they are happy to give in because they want to give fellatic head so bad they can almost taste it. They need to taste it.
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But to find one. Or two, or twenty....
Here' the trick: Answer the personal ads. Guess which ones?
No, not M seeks M, or M seeks F, of F seeks M, but yes, F seeks F. But be polite because you are not trying to turn lesbians straight or worm into their scene as a voyeur. You leave a message in their box (their voice mail box) and tell them you are a M seeking a M with the help of a F.
Tell them it doesn't have to be them but that they might know of another F or F's who could MC a MM encounter (or MMM or MMMMM, ad infinitum). I mean if two women independently asked the same guy to find a bi or lez woman for a fling, wouldn't any guy if he were that guy make the introduction quicker than the speed his cock got hard when he came across his first girl-girl "spread" in Penthouse?
You bet.
So find the woman or women. She or they will line up a few cocks (be warned, eventually you will want a few hundred). Tell her exactly what you are looking for, maybe even download and print some of those internet closeups to show them precisely the penis types you find perfecto.
See, first we thought just snow flakes were beautifully unique, then we discovered breasts to be the same, now we know that cocks can be so very cute in oh so many ways.
Most women will have seen cocks just like those you seek. Then the movement you felt when seeing just the fantastic pictures of bare-shaved raging-hard ebony-colored 10-inch boners will become an earthquake when you get to see the real deal. You'll be mesmerized and hypnotized by the phallus of your dreams.
You'll be a Division One dick licker, with cheerleader(s). She or they will love introducing you to your first mouth fuck, your first gush of tasty hot cum, your first blow job given rather than received, and it is pretty much better (or at least just as good) to give than to receive. And although it won't be your last, imagine it to be so and you will treasure the moment even more.
Pretty soon your cheerleader or cheerleaders will still be cheering, but in your cock-loving trance you will no longer hear them. You will have reached the zone.
And that zone is not twilight but dawn. It is sunrise as you start going down, and it will soon be high noon forever.
You'll always remember and relish your first bi experience because it got you where you needed to be. You always knew it, but only recently knew that you knew it.
And while kissing tips, don't forget to tip the cheerleaders. You need to thank them profusely so they will be equally encouraging for the next guy who happens bi.
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