I had to do some thinking what kind of stereotype might fit best with my lover. Since I was sure he was no sissy boy even if he acted girlish, even slutty when dressed en femme, I had to accept the fact that he was gay, even if everything we had experienced with each other seemed inconsistent to my reasoning. Or didn't it? Why did he love it when I fucked him with my strap-on? Did he crave for the real thing, fucked by another man's cock in his ass? Why did he love to eat our creamy pies? Did he crave for the real thing, gobbling the cum from another man's cock?

My beloved soul mate solved my musing by his own kind of revelation. One particular night when we watched some steamy action on TV, he wondered why always the "lucky" girls were allowed to have the fun of being penetrated by at least two cocks and being fed with cum from all directions. Only the "poor" guys never had the pleasure to share the fun of being stuffed and covered. (Ok ok, I admit, when lucky they were fucked and drowned by a domme, but this never happens in mainstream porn.)

Now I've got the answer to my questions. He then told me about his early experiences with some gays he had long time relationships with (in his 20's). They were different to the ordinary kind of guys, they were amusing, they were tender, they were interested in communications beyond sports and cars, they were open minded, and most important: they were easy going, without the almost theatralic way us girls used to treat our boyfriends back then.

For the first time in my life I heard of something like groupsex where only males participated. Till today I can't get this picture out of my system (as if I ever tried…): Imagine four or five guys in their 20's, sucking and fucking the shit out of each other, I soo would have liked to peep and watch them. Some of his lovers were bi-sexual which made his experiences even more hot and spicy. We ordered some bi-movies and watched them, but both of us were somehow disappointed because most of them only contained the usual fucking with some boy-boy action tossed in.

His homo-sexual, or better: bi-sexual adventures stopped when he met a girl several years later, and for a very long period of time he never seemed to miss cocks. Until our relationship started. I have no idea what kind of magic signals I used to emit or if simply our open and unhibited sex rekindled the buried yearnings within; and I really don't give a damn to find out. All I knew and all I was really interested in was, I lived together with a happy partner who had found his own roots and had learned to accept his cravings. And definitely not less important: I was a happy woman, since I was fascinated by the complexity of our relationship where I could act out his and my and our common dreams and fantasies.

The next question was, would he like to go on and act out his love for cocks and cum? His answer was rather diplomatic, he liked me to be his male lover once in awhile, as if we hadn't done this before. No way, I wanted to know the whole truth - and I got it: His non-diplomatic answer was yes, yes, he liked to be with a man sometimes, wanted to feel his ass being fucked by a pulsating cock and craved to be sprayed with lots of cum.

Instead of being jealous or hurt, I knew our relationship had made an important, almost dramatic turn to the better, if this was even possible. Although I had no idea how I could give a helping hand (tee-hee!), I was positive time would show (without revealing too much, I can tell that we entered our bi-sexual paradise a couple of years later).

As kind of a compromise, I assfuck him as often as we like and make him eat his own cum right from the source. That's when we discovered the true meaning of funnels and hoses. You know how inaccurate cumshots tend to be when men are in the throes of their orgasms, they seldom succeed in hitting their targets. We use a funnel to support the targeting of the spewing cum, unless we want it to be a facial cumshot. As even more sophisticated appeared a hose where he can vacuum his own cum from his cock. My cunt always starts dripping when I observe his cum being sucked through the transparent hose. Since he seems to be even more horny with a mouthful of cum, he always makes sure that I get what I need, lucky me…

Yet, there's still the male for him missing. Back then we didn't know anybody who appeared to be a fitting playmate for our fantasies to come true. We didn't want it to be one of our close friends, but we didn't dare to use the internet to get into contact with a stranger. Although one or the other of ImageFap's members look quite adorable, beautiful juicy cocks wherever we look, men clothed in beautiful lingerie sucking and fucking, and especially the pissing crossdressers make his (and my) mouth water...