In Which Edward Reaches A Milestone

My husband Edward has asked me to recount some of his own stories from his youth. Like me, he is bisexual and had a number of same-sex experiences during his teenage years. He was at an all boys school, and although it was not a boarding school like St Sappho’s, it had its own gay and bisexual subcultures. Edward was part of the latter, a group of like-minded boys who were attracted to girls but who saw nothing wrong with experimenting sexually with one another. Whereas I am both bisexual and bi-romantic, Edward would regard himself as bisexual but hetero-romantic, meaning that although he finds boys sexually attractive, his main romantic attraction is towards girls. 

Just as the biggest turn-on for me was to see my friends in tight-fitting leotards, so Edward and his friends had a particular liking for equally tight-fitting speedos, a much more common form of masculine swimming attire then than they would be today. They liked speedos so much they would use them for purposes other than swimming, wearing them during warm weather for sunbathing or even hanging about the house. 

Edward would find himself becoming aroused just by the act of pulling on a pair of speedos, something he would attribute to the combination of the smooth, silky feel of the fabric against his most intimate areas and the auto-erotic effect of the sight of his own near-naked body. Although this will no doubt embarrass him horribly, I should point out that Edward was the cutest, most angelic-looking boy, blond with blue eyes, the sight of whom in a pair of speedos was guaranteed to have any boy or girl fall instantly in love with him, so it is not surprising that he had a similar effect on himself. He admits that he used to spend ages admiring his scantily-clad body in a mirror while masturbating. The sight of another good-looking boy in speedos would also get him aroused and make him want to masturbate. 

Edward’s closest friend during these years was his neighbour Chris, a very handsome, dark-haired boy of the same age, so it is not surprising that his first same-sex experience came with him. They were sunbathing together in there garden one afternoon and the combination of warm sunshine, the feel of his speedos and his close proximity to another near-naked boy was having a predictable effect on Edward as he felt himself growing hard. Moreover, he couldn’t help noticing that the same thing was happening to Chris, who made no attempt to hide his growing erection. Emboldened, Edward (who had been lying on his front) turned over onto his back to show that he too was getting aroused. The two boys lay there for some time, unable to take their eyes off one another, until Chris broke the silence by asking Edward if he had ever jacked off with another boy. Edward had to admit that he hadn’t. 

“I’ve done it lots of times. Would you like to do it now? I can tell that you’re getting turned on watching me”. Edward needed no further invitation. He watched eagerly as Chris slipped his tiny swim briefs down to reveal his swollen cock and began to masturbate. Edward followed suit. The sight of his best friend stroking himself was getting him incredibly randy and it wasn’t long before both boys were ready to cum. Edward gasped as his orgasm overcame him and he started cumming as a river of semen gushed forth out of his cock. The sight tipped Chris over the edge and he too started spurting huge fountains of cum everywhere. Then, both boys pulled their speedos up again and lay back to recover. It was an important milestone in Edward’s life.