"Instinct Of The Hunter"/"The Thrill Of The Chase" (Bi men)

I scrutinize everything I can about the guy; I see his appearance - his looks - crotch and backside but it's not the focus of my examination: I'm looking at the way he moves, how he is when he's not moving; reading other aspects of his body language and especially watching his eyes. I want to... feel him and feel his vibe which will tell me more about him. I could just go after any guy but I've learned how that can go rather wrongly so when I see a guy, it's like I know I can seduce him; not that gaydar crap but, I can't explain it, but you just know you can get to him. That also includes an assessment of whether or not he's a threat or not and if he is, I'm already thinking about how I'm going to hurt him if he fucks with me the wrong way.

It's said that women can decide on whether they're going to sleep with you in five minutes or less; when I first heard this, I called bullshit on it but then I'm in that classic "sitting at the bar and having a drink" situation and this guy approaches me, and I caught myself deciding whether or not I wanted to sleep with him and it took me less that five minutes to decide that I'd love it if he were to give me a nice blowjob - and I can give him one. I scrutinize him and as mentioned above but there's other things factoring into the go/no-go decision that I can't begin to explain because there are no words for them. It's thinking with both heads and, well, my "gut feelings" haven't failed me yet and I hope they never do.

 

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The other reason I've gotten so much action is that I rarely say no. It seems to me that you cannot experience the fullness of the thrill of the hunt by saying no. I've had to say no for various reasons, and I've hated saying it but if my instincts say, "Walk away from this one and don't even ask him..." then I keep walking and wonder if he would have been good to suck. I've said no because I didn't have the time or I had something to do, had to be somewhere and "maybe next time" rarely, if ever happens because it's hit and miss and if you miss, keep it moving to the next opportunity.

I... am a successful hunter. I like to think that I'm pretty good prey, too. You just do not get to have sex by finding reasons why you shouldn't at every turn. I love to give head and just as much as I love getting it so if "Steve" wants to go somewhere so we can suck each other off, I'm good as long as he meets my three requirements: Be of legal age to consent to sex, be healthy enough to have sex, and don't be my idea of an asshole. And it won't take me long to learn if you're my idea of an asshole...

 

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How else are you supposed to get some dick? I have found that in this, you have to be both proactive and reactive and most of all, opportunistic. Yeah, it's why they call it fishing and not catching, right? You. Just. Gotta. Want. To. I want to suck cock; I want to watch a guy sucking mine and both of us experiencing the thrills we're making together. If I never see you again, it's okay because the only thing we committed to was having sex but if we see each other again, I'm not going to say no to another chance to experience you.is

The hunt is never perfect and if you're not prepared to fail, well, get prepared to fail so you can feel that extra thrill when the guy asks, "Your place or mine?" and if you don't know what that feels like, well, fuck, why don't you? So you can find the thrill in seeing another man's cock up close and personal and, I don't believe I'm getting ready to do this! And the thrill and rush that can be so powerful that it can make you cum and have you wondering what the fuck just happened.

If ya don't know, ya need to find out what me and so many hunters/preys have found out: Getting some dick is good.

 

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GG57, I grew up having sex with two or more other guys! I've had less instances of "Can I bring a friend?" as an adult but it's gone down like that a couple of times. One time was really nice and the other, well, I tried to tell them that this wasn't going to work but they wanted to do it anyway. I had a couple of guys try to sneak a friend in without telling me before the fact and, oh, hell, no - I don't like surprises, and I hope you two have fun... without me. See ya.

I'd ask you to remember that I didn't become bisexual when I was an adult. Shit, pre-adult? We were doing shit that would freak grown folks out if they knew what we were doing... and I ain't saying that they didn't know. You wanna know how to "get good" at the hunt? Practice, practice, practice and I had eight years of practice before becoming a legal adult. And then, practice some more because... how else are you supposed to get some dick when you want some? It's not so much having my act together but decades ago now, I learned what worked for me and what didn't and it's an ongoing process of successes and failures, good and amazing moments versus "Why did I think this would be fun to have sex with this guy?" moments and, either way things go, realizing that I had to learn from them if I wanted to continue to get some dick when I wanted some... or getting dick when getting some was the last thing on my mind but, sure, I wouldn't mind a blowjob if you wouldn't mind one!

This isn't a "game" to me; this has been my life for six decades and for better or worse (but mostly better). I am seriously no-nonsense about having the sex; I respect those with fetishes and who likes to role play and all that other stuff that guys fantasize about or are into but that's not me; get rid of your clothes and let me at the dick - unless you're not a cocksucker and if you aren't, well, unless I'm feeling generous - and the older I got, the less generous I'd feel - you got the wrong guy because I have a dick just like you do. If it's going to take you a month to decide you wanna suck dick with me, well, I hope you don't think that I'm going to sit on my ass and wait for you to make up your mind... because I'm not going to and it's a mistake I've made in my earlier incarnations that hasn't been repeated. That and the older I get, the less patient I get - I recently learned the hard way that life really is too short.

Either you want to do this, or you don't and if you don't, I really will understand and go back on the hunt for a guy who does want to do it...

 

KD23:

That about tells it all............

 

The "joy" of it is... the sex. Which would probably be a whole lot better if people weren't involved. Now we get into the things that makes the thrill of the hunt less thrilling: What you want and don't want versus what they want and don't want. Over the last, oh, decade or so, instant gratification has practically ruined the intimacy of having sex or, "I want what I want and the exact way I want it!" and, well, okay, supposedly, you have the right to want it like that but, uh, what about what I want and all that good shit? Like, one of the skills you had to learn or, really, that I had to learn was the skill of negotiating for what I wanted to do while standing firm on that which I didn't want to do whether right this moment or at all - and while considering what the other guy wants, is offering, you get the picture.

I'd say that nine times out of ten, the both of us would agree to suck each other off because it's easier, quicker, we just need a place we can hide to do it, and you don't have to go through all that cleaning that you have to do to "safely" have anal sex sans condom (and when we had developed enough to be able to wear them and not play with them like they were balloons!). There's what you want to do and then there's what you feel like doing and they might not be the same thing and there's always that one point out of ten where we can't agree on a mutual blowjob session and, welp, that's a goddamned shame - but it's the occupational hazard of trying to have sex with anyone and regardless to sexuality.

Then instant gratification arrived and took over things and it made sex "all about me" and "not so much about you" and you were now being expected, required and even demanded to do what they wanted you to do and if it wasn't what you wanted to do, well, too bad: Get on your knees and worship the magnificence of my prick, bitch. Being an adult bisexual got to be problematic when the top/bottom crap really got started because as a versatile bisexual, tops weren't too fond of me because they'd know that if they fucked me, I was going to fuck them and if I was going to suck their dick, they would be sucking mine and thanks to instant gratification, this was now non-negotiable.

That still fucks with me because it's not the way I grew into sex with guys but you either change and adapt or you will be left behind. Bottoms - submissive or otherwise - weren't all that pleased with me because, okay, cool - you want to spend x-amount of time sucking my dick and if I wouldn't mind, slide my dick in there and give you da bizness. Well, okay, but I might not feel like fucking you - and the bottom is looking at me like I'm an alien from outer space because as far as they're concerned, if they're a bottom, then I have to be a top and I have to fuck them because that's just the way it is... isn't it? Then to trash the thrill even more, um, ah, what do you mean that you don't want me to suck you off (or I can't touch your cock)? What kind of shit is this and did you just flat out missed the part when I told you that I love to suck dick and that I was looking forward to sucking yours?

Apparently so and this mismatch often caused the very tenuous negotiations to break down and we go on our separate way sans the thrill of having man-sex, frustrated, and just feeling some kind of way. The fetish folks, wow, fuck, some of them can take the thrill of the hunt and totally obliterate it with extreme prejudice because, okay, I want to have sex with you but I'm not a fan of whatever fetish is floating your boat that isn't me fucking your woman and with bafflement watching you lick and suck my cum out of her pussy (and on command at that). I'm not catering to your foot worshipping stuff, your D/s stuff, so on and so forth because I now figure that if you can want what you want and in the exact way you want it, so can I and that can mean that we're not having sex today... or ever.

You're telling me that you want us to spend x-amount of time kissing, cuddling, and whispering sweet nothings into our respected ears and... I don't have time for that and you've rejected my request that we skip that part, not because I can't do it or that I've never done it but, today, I don't want to but you're telling me that I won't get what I want until you get what you want and, well, fuck - thanks for nothing, dude and have a good day. The only good thing, for over twenty years, was that I had three women that I had to have sex with and that was fine because I loved having sex with them but when I need dick, well, you get it or I hope you do. And if I could sneak in sex with another woman, that was fine because I had permission but, yeah, try getting some pussy from a woman and when getting laid is the last thing on her mind. That's when you wind up in the bathroom to take things literally into your own hands.

Sex was so much easier and nicer when you didn't have to go through a whole lot of bullshit to get it. If you ever see me write about how I miss the good old days, perhaps you can understand why I do. Perhaps the title of such a book should, accurately, be "The Joy of Sex as a Bisexual Man" - but you cannot just write about the joys and thrills of it without writing about how fucked up it can be. GG57 - and other readers - there was a time when getting a guy in the sack was way easier than trying to get a girl to drop those panties and open those legs and then it stopped being way easier. Oh, sure - you still stand a better chance of having a one-night stand with a man than a woman but, oh, yeah - there's the great Casual Sex Angst that's currently in progress and when I run into similar difficulties with a man that I can 'normally' run into with women?

What. The. Fuck? I'm not moaning, groaning, whining or complaining because I understand the hit and miss nature of trying to have sex with someone - it's the ever-present occupational hazard that if you want to hunt or be hunted, well, you gotta be willing to wind up facing those occupational hazards and even some of them are seriously petty, i.e., like this one guy who said that we couldn't have sex because my cock was a half-inch shorter than the cock size he prefers. Or the guy who threw our very positive negotiations away because he found out that I'm Black and he didn't want to hear the sensible thing I was saying: "Look, we were damned near in bed with each other - and I was getting washed and dressed! - before you realized that I'm Black and now, because of that, the deal is off? Why?"

I was seriously pissed about that but... occupational hazard. The "fucked up" part is that he reached out to me three days later and, first, apologized and, second, told me that he changed his mind and do I still want to get together and like we had been planning to do? I honestly didn't want to because I have zero tolerance for race-related bullshit but... I also like to think that I'm better than that so I agreed to meet him and an hour or so later, I'm pretty sure he'd forgotten about the fact that my skin color was way darker than his. Is this joy? Is the part of the thrill of the hunt?

Fuck no and that's the reality of trying to have sex with... anyone. It's not a thrill for me when the guy I've been talking to for the last hour - and the guy I had already decided to sleep with - tells me that before I can suck his dick, I have to eat his ass and, wait, what? Hell, no, I'm not doing that! Not because I've never done it (because I have albeit with women) but I don't know you well enough to even think about eating your ass and... deal broken because he wants what he wants and the exact way he wants it and all that he wants is non-negotiable.

Where's the joy? Where's the thrill?

 

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It's not force - that's a whole different critter that some guys are enamored of. This is you have a sexual agenda and it's unbending and rigid and whoever you hunted down to slake your lust upon has to, in your mind, do things the way you want to, i.e., put him over your knees and tan his hide raw. And if he's not down with that, you're gonna have a hissy fit and not even "traditionally" give each other a blowjob? And if you think this hypothetical example is bullshit, I assure you that it isn't. If you want to survive in this world and when you're hunting and playing the role of prey, well, sex between men isn't as "nice" as you might think it is and it's not as "sanitized" as a lot of porn portrays - and I say "sanitized" because it's all scripted, posed and edited and even the amateur stuff.

Look, all I want to do is to suck you off and you do the same for me - and like you said you wanted to do. But now, you are pulling out your fetish cards and many of them are on my list of things I will never, ever do for anyone - and I told you that but you keep insisting that I do the stuff that I said I will never do. You want to make the sex transactional and if I was into that, I'd go find a woman to try to have sex with because transactional sex is their bread and butter - and there still no such animal or thing as a free lunch. So, please tell me why we can't do what we agreed to do and without all this extra stuff you're trying to add in? It's not force and it's not coercion but it's the time-dishonored "my way or the highway" that is also an occupational hazard that'll kill the thrill of the hunt/being hunted in a flat, skinny second.

 

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As such, the thrill of the hunt - and the thrill of being prey - gets away from the imaginary fairy tale we might want it to be. To say it's a jungle out there isn't all that farfetched and you're either going to be on your game or, well, I wouldn't want to be you if your dick game is lacking because you could be eaten alive and not in a good way and as too many of my friends found out... and not to mention the times I got "bitten and gnawed" upon (and not in a good way).

But if you don't hunt or want to be prey, you won't be getting any dick to play with.

 

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Yes, indeed, it is about why you hunt or choose to be hunted. Yes, "the majority of guys" want a blowjob and/or want to suck cock, or they want to fuck you or are looking to be fucked - then go on about their day - and that's fine unless you need more intimacy than that - and that's fine, too. The whole premise is that there is something for everyone and if you want it, you gotta go get it.

Yes, once nuts get busted, it's time to be elsewhere and that's just the nature and "hazard" of being male.

 

Like your post and your principals are cool, I also need to have a connection with them prior to sucking there cocks until they cum in my mouth then if they agree we cum kiss.