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A chapter from an unpublished memoir Dave and George met me at the park Sunday morning as promised. We left the cars at the end of the parking lot where the equestrian trail enters the woods and runs along the river. They had agreed to help me fulfill a fantasy, and I was leading them to a secluded spot in the woods where we could do it. It’s an old picnic area that I discovered a few weeks ago when I had hiked the trail beyond the park’s boundary to see how far it went. It had poured last night, but the rain stopped an hour ago. I checked the sky. A solid ceiling of dull gray cloud hung low and swallowed the treetops. Hearing distant thunder in the middle of the night I had worried we might be rained out. It wasn’t easy arranging this, and I didn’t want to postpone it. I hoped it wouldn’t rain on my parade. My horny brain began imagining what it would be like getting double teamed under the trees when George interrupted. “How much farther?” he asked. I looked over my shoulder. George was several feet behind me. Dave brought up the rear. “Not too far. You getting anxious?” On impulse, I stopped and dropped my cargo shorts and stepped out of them. George looked quickly up and down the trail. “What the hell are you doing?” he said. “I feel like getting naked. No one’s around.” I wasn’t naked. Only bottomless. I was wearing a T-shirt. I started walking again. I felt moist air cooling caressing my ass. Strands of ground fog on the path swirled around my flip-flops. George muttered something and Dave chuckled. He probably commented on my ass. It felt good knowing they were followin it, so white against my tanned thighs it glowed like a beacon. I swung my hips. George giggled. “Man, you are crazy,” he said. “Yes. Crazy for cock,” I said. That was me expressing my feminine side. I believe all humans have a dual nature. Most men have been culturally molded to express only the masculine and suppress the female side of their nature. Hell, I sure did most of my life. Once I was in touch with the girl isvecbahis inside, her fiery desire freed me to express my sexuality this new way, any way I wanted, with anyone I chose. She’s also the source of creativity, tenderness, and love. I started doing men a few years ago. One foot in both worlds makes me bisexual, I guess. It’s my secret. Only men I’ve had sex with know. I won’t ever stop chasing pussy, though. I love it too much. In truth most of my sexual experience has been with women. They taught me the things I do now with men, oral and anal. Yes anal. I had a girlfriend who got off so intensely with my cock in her ass it made me want to try it myself. It’s been a long road since the first time fingering my asshole while jerking off lifted me to new orgasmic heights to preparing to fuck both guys behind me, pardon the pun. My first threesome (with men)! I would have liked more, but two would have to do. What a slut I’ve become! I’d like to say I don’t do hookups, but that wouldn’t be true. I had a few one-night stands when I was desperate to get cock in my ass. I do play safe, though. Sorry fellas, no barebacking! Although they deny it, Dave and George are definitely a couple. I don’t know them well enough to be certain, but I believe George is a closeted homo, and I’m pretty sure Dave is bi, on the downlow with his best buddy. He probably has a girlfriend. I met them at a hotel that’s popular with gays, lesbians, bisexuals, etc. George is fair, fleshy, and chatty; Dave is taller and dark—the silent type who let George do most of the talking. I hung out with them a couple times on weekend trips to cruise the hotel. Drinking in the lounge one night, I was amusing them by doing “do-him-don’t-do-him” on men around the room. The French say if you can make a woman laugh, you can make her come. I think that goes both ways, just like me. During the conversation, George told me they didn’t consider themselves gay. He said that they had begun started doing oral sex as college roommates. “It’s isveçbahis giriş really just something we do sometimes,” he insisted. “You ever do anything else?” I asked.. “I let Dave fuck me a couple times,” he confessed. “Yeah? How was it? You like it?” I said. “It was okay. I like sucking cock better.” “I liked it,” said Dave. “I fucked another guy, too. Once.” George gave him a look. Bingo! I thought. Dave is in! “I really enjoy getting fucked,” I said, the booze making me daring. George looked surprised, but Dave said, “I’d do you. You have a nice ass.” The quiet one knew how to charm. My heart fluttered and my ass twitched. So I set it up. We passed the park boundary and the trail narrowed. Bushes brushed my bare legs, wetting them. My heart shifted gears as we got close to the pavilion. To calm my wanton thoughts I considered how I would handle this. I could approach it two ways. Either take control in an essentially receptive role, submitting on my terms to get what I want, or just surrender and let it play out. The act is not the issue. The issue is control. I offer my body to be used, certainly, but not to be abused. I share myself for mutual pleasure. I know how to submit without surrendering. I learned from mistakes. Lacking experience, drunk, and in a highly debauched state of mind my first time, I made the mistake of totally submitting to an older man who abused me. I resolved to never allow a man to abuse me again. I decided I would do baby-faced George first. He said that he has never pegged a guy and wasn’t sure he could. I guess wanted to make a man of him. I knew he would need guidance. We arrived at the pavilion. It’s a magical place. It had long ago fallen to disuse, and saplings and thick brush had grown around to screen it from the trail. The roof had rotted and collapsed. Its naked roof beams pointing shamelessly toward the heavens made it look like an ancient pagan religious site. Waist-high stone walls enclosed it on three sides. They stones were covered with isveçbahis yeni giriş a layer of lush green moss. The bushes in front of it were wild and wet and I had to hold my shorts above the branches to keep them dry. The surrounding woods were deadly quiet. The dense humid air muffled sound and the moisture made the whole scene shiny and sharp. “What do you think?” I asked as they examined the scene. George said, “It’s great.” Then, looking back at the trail, “You sure nobody comes here?” “Do you see any signs of people here? We’re safe,” I assured him. No need for talk. They were probably thinking about what we came there for, and I was getting hotter, wanting to get started. I had waited so long for this day. I took a condom and a tube of AstroGel out of my shorts pockets. A quick sprinkle fell like precum from the sky. I stepped close in front of George and unhooked his belt. The astonishment on his face made me laugh. Sex ought to be fun. I hate guys that look grim and grunt like they’re in fucking labor. “Jesus, George! Relax!” I said. “I want you to enjoy this. Now drop you pants.” I tugged at his underwear. “This too.” He did. I dropped to my knees. He wasn’t aroused. His cock nestled in his scrotum like a third ball. Disappointing. I teased it with my fingers. Nada. I put the condom on the tip of my tongue, a trick a former girlfriend had taught me. I put my tongue to his cock and began to work it on with my tongue and lips. I was half hard when I entered the pavilion. Cock in my mouth got me fully erect. George moaned as I did my best to wake up his sleepy cock with my mouth, and then—like a Jack-in-Box—it suddenly sprung erect! Dave, who had watched in silence, took off his shirt and began taking off his jeans. I kept my eye on his crotch while trying to show him what an enthusiastic cock sucker I could be and was rewarded with the sight of his huge cock! Oh, boy! I stood and whispered in George’s ear, making my voice hoarse: “George, I’m so horny! Please fuck me now. I want your cock so bad!” I slathered his cock with AstroGlide. Erect, it wasn’t big or small, just about average. I put the jelly on my fingers in my ass. My shorts were on top of the wall. I leaned my elbows on them and presented my ass.