Posts tagged reminiscence

Posted 5 years ago

My “catalyst,” as posted on BBGL

{Boy Boy Girl Love is an excellent tumblr – one of the very first I started following, and I love it. They also have a cool non-tumblr site, with a forum. I registered today, and it seems like a really neat place.

There’s a post there that asks about your “catalyst” for thinking about bisexual-type things. I started to write a post describing mine, but – as these things often do for me – it turned into a novella. I figured I’d post it here instead (and probably post a much briefer version on the BBGL site). So, here goes. My bisexual fantasy catalyst:}

When I was a sophomore in college, I found out that my longtime girlfriend had been cheating on me for some time. I was totally wrecked and we ended up breaking up.

Before we did, though, we tried for a while to patch things up. I pressed her for details about what had happened. I told her (and myself) that I needed to know and understand what happened if there was to be any chance of forgiving her. That was probably true, at least in part. But also, hearing about it was incredibly arousing. Arousing and painful.

I remember pretty vividly the “big reveal” conversation, when she told me in detail about the first time she had sex with someone else.

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Posted 5 years ago
This is a great picture; love the look on her face.
It reminds me of an experience I had in my early 20s. My girlfriend was visiting from out of town, and one day I went back to my apartment from work for a quick lunchtime tryst. In fairly short...

This is a great picture; love the look on her face.

It reminds me of an experience I had in my early 20s. My girlfriend was visiting from out of town, and one day I went back to my apartment from work for a quick lunchtime tryst. In fairly short order, I had her spreadeagled on the dining room table – much like in the pic.

In mid-thrust, my roommate walked through the front door.

This being real-life (instead of porn-life), everybody kind of freaked out. She squealed, jumped off the table, and ran to the bedroom. He made kind of an “ohmygodsorry” noise and retreated, slamming the door behind him. I more or less stood there in (erect) shock, torn between the competing desires to kill my roommate and to get back into my girlfriend.

Technically, I guess that’s the first time I ever had sex in front of anyone…

(Source: letmedothis)