Richard at College 03 Bisex MMF College (New Year, New Beginning)
My name is Richard.
I'm a college freshman. It's May and I'm nearly done with my freshman year.
I came back from the holiday break determined to work on relationships, meaning "having them".
Swim team was over for the year, though the class load was still heavy.
I still swam and worked out a couple days a week because I didn't want to lose what I'd worked so hard to build up.
I'd been to church once in the fall, which was only significant because I think I went twice while I was growing up.
I paid attention to what the campus Gay-Straight Alliance was doing, and had been to most of the dances since back in September.
Glenn, another freshman on the swim team and his girl, Hope, had been to all the dances and I'd danced with both. I thought that I should get to know them better.
On Thursday I asked Glenn if we could meet for coffee; we had a date for 4pm.
It was just coffee, but it occurred to me that I never had to set up a date of any kind with Betty and Bill.
I told him that I always saw him and Hope together, and they looked like the straightest couple in the world.
"Us?!", he said.
"Well, you dress better than most straight people, and I don't think you two have ever missed a GSA dance", I replied.
"Ah! So you have questions and you're shaking me down. Is that it?", Glenn asked.
"Something like that. There must be boundaries, I don't want to cross them, but I don't know where they are." I told him.
"Likewise, sir", Glenn said. "I've heard from two sources that you're bi, you've had a girlfriend and a boyfriend, but nobody's seen you have sex with a girl and you don't run around campus holding anybody's hand."
I didn't know that I was such an enigma!
"Boyfriend and girlfriend back home. Love them completely, miss them. We hooked up over the holidays.", I told Glenn. "I've actually been with two girls and some guys here, but nothing emotional and not much I'd want to repeat."
Glenn nodded. "Hope and I got together at the end of our junior year in high school. I think we spent two weeks getting from puppy love to full-on sex", Glenn started.
He eyeballed the bottom of his empty coffee cup, not knowing how to go on.
"GSA dances?", I nudged.
"Of course. Sometime that first summer between junior and senior years. I think Hope's parents were out of town so we had the house to ourselves. The first thing we did was, well, each other. So we finished and were just cuddling because we were alone and we had all day. Hope started giggling and I asked her to share what was so funny. She asked me if I had any fantasies. Of course I told her we were doing that right then", Glenn smiled.
"Safe answer. Did she buy it?", I asked.
"Nope", Glenn continued. "Eventually she got me to confess that I wanted to try sex with a boy my own age. When she stopped laughing she asked me for details, and eventually I found out that she wanted to try sex with another girl."
"Cool", I told him. "That doesn't explain you at GSA dances two years later."
Glenn gave more substance to his story. "After a week we were convinced that we were both serious. The next thing was getting my license and a car."
This surprised me. "The three of us just walked to an Advocacy Center", I told him.
"Our town was too small", he explained. "We missed the nearest Pride that year, but we started going to teen dances at a place, I guess like your advocacy center. We met guys and girls that we both liked and eventually got to playing around. Nothing serious, but we both got to kissing and a little um, hands on. This past summer we made it to the Pride closest to our town, and had a blast. We both came to this college, and we found the GSA the afternoon we moved into the dorms."
"How has that been working for you two?", I asked.
"Well, we've both danced with you and we're having coffee together", Glenn grinned.
Glenn and I agreed to meet on Saturday with Hope at a nearby city park.
The three of us met on Saturday, and we got all the privacy we could ask for because it was raining cats and dogs.
We ran to a picnic shelter. Nobody else was silly enough to be out in the rain.
Glenn and Hope both kissed me when I joined them, and a little light in Hope's eyes told me that Glenn had shared our conversation at the coffee shop with her.
We quickly got down to discussing the dirty stuff.
Glenn and Hope found out that I'd experienced manual, oral, vaginal and anal sex with both genders, and mostly with one guy and one girl. I explained that a girl had used a dildo on me a few times; that prompted another discussion because Glenn and Hope didn't know about harnesses.
At one point Hope's eyes got big and she said, "Oh, that's what 'pegging' means!".
I found out that Glenn and Hope had quickly gone through manual, oral and vaginal sex at the end of their junior year in high school.
They played with anal sex once but it hurt Hope, and they hadn't tried again.
Since Hope didn't have luck with anal, Glenn hadn't felt brave enough to try himself.
The other people that they'd tried bi encounters with had let them experience same-sex kissing, masturbation and oral stuff. One person had tried probing Glenn with a finger but he balked and that hadn't been repeated.
I gently suggested that there's ways to get a person used to anal with a dildo, lube, condoms and patience.
I explained how to use an ear syringe to clean out and I told Glenn of the existence of the male prostate.
Glenn and Hope paid close attention, but seemed doubtful and didn't promise anything except that they'd think about what I'd told them.
I suggested the looking at the GSA bookcase, which they promised to do.
Hope asked if we could get together so she could watch Glenn and I do "orals". (Her word).
I told her we could make an oral triangle and all three of us could get off. She sounded interested. We agreed without setting a date.
The next morning I went back to church. This place was so chill and not like any church on TV.
They announced a series of classes on Tuesday nights for five weeks, for people meeting church for the first time, or people returning after time away.
Since my parents weren't and aren't church-goers, all I really knew about the Bible and church was from TV, so I signed up for the class.
That afternoon, Glenn called me and asked about the three of us getting together at a specific motel, which I knew from shaving sessions with three other guys on the swim team.
I told him that it sounded like a great idea.
I put a change of clothes and some toys in my backpack and told Dean, my roommate, who I was meeting and where. I said that I might be back by midnight or I might stay overnight; I didn't know. I did tell him that he probably shouldn't share that I was meeting Glenn or Hope unless there was an emergency. Dean promised to send the National Guard if I wasn't back by supper on Saturday.
When I got to the hotel I saw Glenn's car and headed in that direction. I was thirty feet away when Glenn came out of one of the apartment doors. He was already barefoot, though it was cold out. He ushered me in, put a sign on the door so we'd be left in peace and locked the door.
As soon as the door was locked, Hope started pulling her shirt and bra off and I was the last one stripped.
I pulled them both towards my by their shoulders and started kissing Glenn with my mouth opened and, once he got the idea, turned to Hope to get all of us making out. They weren't used to a three-way make-out session, but I was willing to teach them.
Once that got going I let my hands roam from shoulders, along the sides of breasts and pecs and down to butts. Glenn and Hope weren't expecting that, but they picked up my lead and soon they were caressing me and each other. When I felt brave enough I gently held Glenn's dick and very lightly touched Hope's crotch fuzz with my pinky. They started making some noises.
After we had spent a few minutes like that, we broke apart. Glenn looked like he was waking from a dream.
I asked Glenn to pick who he went down on, and he picked me, commenting that he hadn't given a blowjob in a dog's age. We got on the bed and shuffled around a bit before I was starting on Hope's pussy, she was getting a handle on Glenn's dick and Glenn had my dick in hand.
I had the impression that neither of them had done an oral sex triangle before, which is a shame, but the found their way around pretty quickly.
Glenn was enthusiastic and he was really going to town on me. From what he'd told me this might be his fifth time. There was no shyness and he had me feeling pretty good.
I was doing my best on Hope, and the sounds coming from her throat told me that she was enjoying herself.
When all three of us had climaxed, we took a minute to get our breath and then gathered together to kiss, share each other's juices, and to cuddle. Eventually we put something on and got dinner at a Chinese place. Glenn said, "Okay, I picked what we did first. What's next?"
I answered with a question. "Remember you telling me when you tried...", I looked around the restaurant. "You know, I do have something in mind, but this isn't the place to discuss it". I remembered somebody from Broadway or Hollywood or whatever saying in an interview, "Leave 'em wanting more", and this time I think I did it. I had to tell Glenn and Hope to eat more slowly.
When we got back to the room, we locked the door and stripped again. I sat on a chair and was opening my pack. I continued my sentence from the Chinese place. "You two told me when you tried anal, it hurt you?", I looked up at Hope. She nodded hesitantly.
"The good news is that I'm not going to try that, and neither is Glenn", I continued. Now she was just puzzled. I pulled out a tube of lube, condoms, and a purple dildo that Bill had printed back in April.
Hope just gasped. Glenn let out a "Whaaat?" and took it from me. He looked like a kid on Christmas.
"Glenn, you'll get your turn. Just be patient." I looked back at Hope. "This is mine. You two should get yourselves a couple of them. The idea with this is that I'll put a condom on it, which keeps it clean and makes it easier to clean up. We put some lube on it, we put some lube on your pucker, and leave you alone with it. You go at your own pace. If you're okay, keep going, if it hurts, stop, back off, go back at it gently. You pick the pace."
Hope and Glenn were both paying very close attention. Glenn handed the dildo back to me. I kept explaining, "The first inch is easy and you think you've got it beat, then you hit a wall and you want to quit. That's a muscle, and it's fighting to protect you. It's a strong muscle but it only works for a minute, then it relaxes. When you're working with this, you go at that muscle, not enough to really hurt yourself, you decide what you can take or how you want to do it. You may feel like you aren't get anything done but after a minute or two, that muscle stops fighting; it just gives up, and suddenly you'll find that the dildo is in all the way."
"When Glenn tried with you, he tried to set the pace but he couldn't feel what you were feeling, he didn't know how fast or slow to go. Nobody but you can do that. Once you master it, you'll be able to let Glenn in, and you can also enjoy yourself. This is now I learned to take it." I stopped to let them digest what I'd told them.
Now I turned to Glenn. "You heard all of that?", I asked.
Glenn nodded. I started Part 2, "You and I have a muscle in us called a prostate. It can really hurt, but it can also give you a great feeling. That's why so many guys enjoy getting nailed. Girls may be able to do it and may enjoy it, but they don't have prostates and it doesn't feel the same for them."
We were all silent for a minute when Hope agreed to try the dildo in her butt, but she didn't want us to stare.
I told her that we'd be busy because I wanted Glenn in my ass right now.
The three of us got Hope comfortable, put a condom and lube on the dildo and once she had half an inch in her ass, we left her to her own devices, or rather one device.
Glenn was mostly soft, so I started with a French kiss and a pinch to his nipples, then a hand on his balls while I nibbled on his nipples, then I started working his dick with my mouth. He was hard in about two minutes.
I put a condom and some lube on him and got on my side facing Hope, who now had half the dildo in and her eyes closed.
Glenn got behind me and started working his dick into my ass. I closed my eyes and thought to myself that it had been way too long.
Once Glenn was inside me all the way in, I felt myself smile and I opened my eyes, and saw Hope looking right back at me. She was holding the dildo all the way in her ass.
When Glenn had a good fucking rhythm going on me, Hope carefully got up, pulled out the dildo and took care of the condom and went into the bathroom to clean herself up.
Glenn was enjoying himself in my butt. I was half-hard but decided to ignore it for now.
When Glenn finished, he reached around to kiss me and I turned my head to meet him, then he pulled out, stood up and took care of his condom.
Glenn and Hope French kissed while I got up and headed for the bathroom to clean up.
Hope kissed me. "How are you feeling after the dildo?", I asked.
"Only a little bit sore", she said. "I want to try to take Glenn in my ass when the soreness goes away, maybe tomorrow or Sunday."
"Can I try the dildo now?", Glenn asked.
Hope and I helped him get started. He had an inch in quickly, and then started the familiar "in a bit, out half of that, repeat" sequence. Hope and I cleaned ourselves up in the shower. When we got out, Glenn had the dildo in all the way to the plastic balls, he was half erect again, and his eyes were opened wide in surprise.
"Found that prostate thing?", I asked.
Glenn nodded. "It feels like you're going to die, then it's the best thing ever!"
"That's the prostate's calling card", I replied.
He pulled it out and cleaned up a minute later. He had already come twice that day or he may have jerked of, but he knew we had till noon the next day to check out.
After Glenn cleaned up in the shower we all got comfortable in the bed and drifted off.