Some times it's has nothing to do with love but it's how you perform in bed. A women can enjoy a guy in bed with out loving him................
I knew my now ex-, second girlfriend for more than a year before we got together in 2016, but I was strongly attracted to everything about her during all that time. When she seemed to express romantic interest in me, in my eyes (but she denies it), and when a few weeks later I offered to give her a massage while she sat in a chair after she complained about a very sore back after her hosting a party that I went to, and after all the guests had left while I was still there helping her clean up, I made a sexual move during the massage by pushing my hands below her waistband to sensually and intermittently massage her bum cheeks, and she let me continue. After talking about that for a couple of days (she said she had no idea that I was interested in her that way (??)), we were drawing closer romantically, and it looked like things were going to go at least partially sexual: maybe some petting? Because of that, and after agonizing over it in my mind for a day or two, I decided that I had to let her know about my bisexuality and my history with men over the last 24 years (over 200 cocks sucked anonymously for the first 21 years, more personal cocksucking since then, several assholes rimmed, and one guy fucked with a condom--all only sexual, nothing romantic). I also had realized that I had fallen in love with her over this last year and these few days. But in my mind I just couldn't stand the idea of not telling her about my gay history now, before sex, and somewhere down the line the truth came out and how hurt she would be. Maybe she would feel very betrayed. I just could not be the cause of such suffering in someone else. So on my 2-hour drive back from Toronto to Niagara Falls, where we both lived, on my way to her house, I decided that I was going to tell her tonight. So we were just sitting there on the sofa, before doing anything more than Fresh kissing, and a tiny bit of petting of her breasts, when I said that I had something huge to tell her, but even though it probably would destroy our relationship, I had to tell her because I felt that she deserved to know before anything went further. So I spilled my guts entirely--not fully all at once, but in answer to her many questions--including how I rimmed a guy and almost fucked him only a week before. I was determined to be 100% honest with her, no matter where the chips ended up laying. It certainly was a lot for her to take in, but she was very understanding, and accepting! I couldn't believe it. But before we had sex of any kind, she needed me to be tested and show negative on everything, and I happily agreed. She herself had not been with anyone since her separation from her second husband a year before. Of course, that meant a 90-day wait on the HIV test, since my last gay encounter was only a week before, and he was a dancer in a gay strip club (but I just met him on a hookup site). The preliminary test a few weeks later showed that there was a 75 or 90% (I can't remember which) chance of HIV negative, so she suggested oral sex would be ok, bless her heart (OMG, she always tasted fantastic; I near vegan diet is the trick). But we didn't have intercourse until the 90 day negative result, and then it was with a condom, as it was throughout our relationship (except a couple times upon her insistence in the heat of the moment); that was because she was not on the pill, for health reasons. But it turned out to be a very challenging, rocky relationship, with many breakups. Some were short in duration, like 1-3 weeks, and one was for a few months. During most or all of the short breaks, she dated other guys: she's gorgeous and very vivacious, and so it doesn't take her long. And during the longer separation, she started sleeping with a guy from Match.com a week after our breakup, three weeks later they were looking at rings, but by the end of the third month she broke up with him, and we got back together again a couple of months after that. Like I've always done after being rejected by women (since my first girlfriend broke my heart at 30 that started all my gay desires), I always turn to gay fantasies and porn after failure with women--to, I don't know, distract me from the pain, or give me permission to let my true self arise--so during all these breaks my gay desires exploded, and I masturbated for endless hours to gay porn, gay forum reading & writing, tons of gay sex postings on my Tumblr, and during the almost 5 month breakup, chatting online with guys on hookup sites. But I never met a guy in person. And I didn't do online gay stuff while we were trying to make a go of it again each time. But the gay stuff was definitely there, and sometimes in a strong way. And I never hid any of this from her, always maintaining 100% honesty. Near the end of our relationship, the last 4 months, when we were just friends with benefits, and she was dating other guys (but not sleeping with them), and things were very strained between us, I was thinking a lot of gay thoughts, masturbating to a lot of gay porn at home, often having to think about fucking a guy while I was fucking her in order to cum (that's the only 1 of 2 things I never told her), and often unable to cum with her and having to go home (she never let me sleep over during our relationship because I wasn't able to give her a lifetime commitment) to jerk off to gay porn, which she knew, as I told her. Even during good parts of the relationship, when she loved to peg me because of the dominant feelings it gave her, which she loved, while she was pounding my ass I could only think how much I wished it was a real guy with a real cock fucking me (that's the only other thing I never told her). But otherwise sex was awesome with her: in bed she's the kind of woman every guy dreams of--multi-orgasmic every single time, imaginative, vivacious, sensual, loving, an expert at deepthroat, loved anal, etc., and of course very very beautiful. Even though she had always been accepting of my sexuality, I think it was also wearing her down. Even though there was no way that either of us would sleep with someone else while we were in together-mode (both of us only believe in monogamy), my online gay activity during our breakups, my gay desires throughout the relationship, and my inability to commit to her because of the rollercoaster of our relationship (she is definitely all about commitment, as her third marriage (her wedding was last week!) to a guy she moved in with 2 weeks after our final breakup, attests to. After our breakup, which happened in December 2019, all I thought about was how excited I was to be able to get back to exploring the gay side of my sexuality in an even stronger way. I've had no interest in any casual, let alone long-term, hookups with any women. I don't know if I can ever be in a long-term relationship with a woman ever again, because the gay side of myself is just too strong. But just as I was about to get together with this one guy I had been chatting with online for a while, the first lockdown happened. So I've never gotten to really get together with guys like I wanted to. Not yet. So far, it's only been one guy, twice, September 2020. It's been super hard during this pandemic, with so many guys flaking out on me, or playing me. I'm again hopeful with a guy for tomorrow actually.
So in my last post above, I mentioned how I was hopeful about getting together with a guy the next day. Well, it happened! Finally my second guy during the pandemic! Unfortunately it was a huge disappointment. He was basically a straight guy who just wanted a blowjob, and was either so super nervous (though he did see another guy regularly) or not in the least bit turned on, that he didn't show the tiniest bit of desire for me or any part of my body, including my cock. So I was basically going to town with his cock in my mouth and down my throat, but he laid there like a piece of wood (the only way I knew that he came was tasting his cum in my mouth, which I happily swallowed). But there was of course no reciprocation blowjob. He could barely stand to touch my cock. It was a total turn off. But I still thought, OK, let's try this one more time the next week, in case it was nerves. Nope, it was the same. He was just a straight guy that wanted his cock sucked to completion, just another way for him to masturbate (he jerks off to completion many times every single day). And then a couple weeks ago I hooked up with a different guy who wanted to exchange massages Plus. I was looking forward to that, because my ex-girlfriend and I shared a lot of massages during our three year relationship. Because of her bad back, I basically gave her a very deep, powerful two hour massage almost every night, some of which became very erotic and sexual; and she gave me a few massages as well, all of which became sexual. So the massage this guy gave me turned me on a bit, but he was still either holding back through repression or just didn't have that sufficient gay desire in him, that I need in my lover, for us to make that better connection that I was hoping for, and allow me to enjoy it like I did with my ex-girlfriend. I also swallowed his load, but he didn't try hard enough to suck me to orgasm. Cumming is definitely not something that I need. I'm fine not cumming, as long as I made the man or woman I'm with happy. But he told me in his text messages arranging our hookup that he never had a guy cum in his mouth before, and said he wanted that. So he was really looking forward to that of course. But he called our sex session done as soon as he blew his load, and didn't return to working it to getting his lover to orgasm. I know a lot of men are finished with sex after cumming, but he could've worked harder or asked for help from me to get me to cum during his blowjob of me before my blow job of him. Actually, his sucking of my cock was me basically fucking his mouth, so really I was doing most of the work as the top and bottom. So here is where the disappointment lay with this guy: he sent me an angry text message afterwards that I didn't shoot my load into his mouth like I had promised. WTF?! To make a long story short, @Poplo., I'm trying to be naughty. I just haven't met the right guy to take that naughtiness to the next level!
Gary: If we only lived nearer, you'd REALLY learn what "NAUGHTY" is all about!!!!!!! (ha-ha!) All kidding aside, you WILL eventually hook up with that right guy, and he is going to really APPRECIATE the kind of guy you are! You have a LOT to give in any solid guy-on-guy relationship! Lots of lucky, dude!
It's actually a big turn on seeing my wife get fucked. If he can make her orgasm, I know he can me, and I know I'll get my turn, because my wife wants to watch. I never worry about her running off with our guy. I think our guy wants my ass more than he wants her pussy. He also likes the choices he has with both of us.
Way back when we first met and we swapped with others it was a huge turn on to see her getting it from another guy. present day-she doesn't want me to have sex with anyone else, but she offers me little sex, little variety, little frequency, and it has pushed my "bi" meter into extreme overdrive lately.
I guess this question is why I'm on HIP. I don't know what my wife would think. I'm working on it. I already revealed to her about me giving blowjobs to a friend when we were teens and told her I swallowed his cum every time. That's as far as we've been on the topic. We both talk about past sex partners and I always encourage her to tell me more and I'm always looking for a safe time to reveal more about my homosexual encounters. Just not there yet.
I think my wife likes the fantasy of it but the reel thing may be a bit to much and that’s fine with me
I'm a lucky guy. My wife told me to try a real cock in me and not a dildo, thaout ust it would feel a lot better. This was after she worked her way up to using a dildo on me when giving me a blow job. She started out using a finger. I tried it and I love it. I now have a boyfriend who I get together very frequently. I still have sex with my wife, usually a little more often than with my boyfriend. She knows all about it and is fine with it.