The following is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy of how I would like one lovely night in Hedonism to occur, assuming Mrs. AP and I could ever get there with the two boyfriends with whom we got along best. It contains graphic details of consensual congress between three bisexual men and one woman between in a public setting. If that suits your fancy, please come join the ride.
As the fight for Marriage Equality continues — now with the U.S. State of Alabama grabbing headlines for the insolence of Justice Roy Moore — and the Supreme Court having announced that they will hear arguments regarding cases overseen by the 6th Circuit Court of the United States I’ve been contemplating how this all came about. There have been several groups working tireless for decades to see equal rights extended to all people within the United States that do not hold to the hetero-normative standards; without the efforts of groups like The Gay and Lesbian Advocates and Defenders helping make the U.S. State of Massachusetts the first U.S. state and only the sixth jurisdiction globally to recognize the basic human right of marriage for same-sex couple we would not be living in an age in which acceptance and recognition of same-sex couples’ rights has expanded exponentially. And yes, while the decisions within the courts — and the rare legislative motion — have been the means through which the official recognition of same-sex marriage has come to pass, the driving force behind the rising levels of acceptance has not been driven from exclamations from on high but rather by changing the thoughts and attitudes of the general populace. For this I believe we have these most visible people for their bold, fearless leadership in driving forward proper equality for all within the LGBTQ community.
Today the United States Supreme Court released a list of cases it will review during this current term. Vividly absent from this list were any cases regarding same-sex marriage validity. While this does not prevent the Supreme Court from taking up such as case in the future, what it does do is further cement the validity that there is no valid reason to prevent two consenting adults from having the same marriage benefits long since enjoyed by Good Christian Couples. But what is exactly is a Good Christian Couple (term my own), and why should it enter into the realm of legal recognition or protection of a relationship?
As a follow-up to the conversation Mrs. AP and I had the other night, Mrs. AP asked me what kind of action / relationship / friendship … thing … for which I’m looking. Evidently my stare of confusion was quite audible even in the dark of our bedroom at night, because she rephrased the question, asking “Are you just looking for some boy bits to play with or are you looking for somebody more long term and permanent for a relationship.” I still needed clarification, however, so in response I asked “do you mean as just a playful swinger kind of thing or as a more poly boyfriend situation kind of distinction?”
“Yes, exactly; play for fun or long-term play?”
I mulled this over in my head some before answering slowly and deliberately “What I want right now is just playful fun with boy parts, for us to suck and fuck and get fucked. That’s what I’m craving. Sexy fun time with another guy or two.”
Truth be told — and that’s why I’m here, right? — that’s not the entirety of what I want. I don’t think it ever has been one or the other for me; it’s always been both.
The other night Mrs. AP and I were having a conversation about all the things I’ve unknowingly been repressing over this past year. To recap, this year saw Mrs. AP and I becoming legally wed, us having a daughter together, moving halfway across the state, and me narrowly dodging death by unexplainable medical means (statistically, at least). To say the least, taking care of my kinkier needs has not been one of the higher priorities, to the point where I’d been suppressing them nearly completely. Until recently.
As suppression often does to wants, needs, and kinks, I’ve been finding myself day/dreaming more often about adding somebody else to the bedroom with Mrs. AP and me. Always male. Always well endowed. Always interested in playing with us equally. Thoughts of group play and all the delicious positions in which we could engage have been growing more prevalent. I realized I craze the group aspect that we’ve not really had this year (except that one time).
As Mrs. AP and I were discussing this, I asked her if she was really okay with having a husband who craves sucking cock and watching her get fucked. Her response was “I wouldn’t have married a Bisexual man if I didn’t want the boy-on-boy love and the threesomes that come with it.” Right there, Mrs. AP reassured me that I’m not only normal but also perfectly placed with her, and that there’s none better for me. The heart swelling was nigh enough to make me burst. Luckily, all the talk of the things we could do with another male companion had me fully at the ready, so part of me was equipped TO burst.
As I rolled on top of Mrs. AP and began to slide inside her I found her already dripping. I asked if the thought of another guy joining us again got her excited; she bit her lip and nodded. I asked her is she wanted to watch him fuck my tight ass while my cock was buried inside her; she moaned and had a small orgasm. I asked if she wanted to watch his face as he came inside me, his orgasm triggering mine; she came hard, biting her lip and gripping the sheets and mattress hard. She then turned the tables, asking me if I wanted him to kneel at my head (presumably clean) so that she and I could suck him together. I nodded. She asked if I wanted him to fuck my mouth while I fucked her. I moaned and nodded again. She asked me if I wanted to make him cum down my throat.
I exploded inside her, overcome with the most intense orgasm I’ve had in months.
Clearly I’ve been suppressing a good bit. It was fantastic to get it out there, and to share it with my wonderful wife.
Now we just need somebody else with whom we can share …
Stay SINful, friends.
… bring me a dream! Bring me the sexiest dream that I’ve ever seen! Involve other people while we’re on vacation! We’ll have the best of times while we’re all naked!
Did you sing along? I just couldn’t help myself. You see, last night I had the most vivid dream I’ve had in years, possible decades. Actually, I had a series of dreams but it was the third dream that stuck the most and hasn’t stopped bouncing around in my head on repeat over 14 hours later. If I can’t shake it, at least I can share it. Let’s dive in, shall we?
Mrs. AP and I are in a hotel room somewhere warm, but not overly hot, with a cool coastal breeze. This particular room is a corner room with sliding glass doorways on each outside facing wall that could slide completely into the walls, effectively leaving half the room as an outdoor space. The balcony contained a private pool, and no other rooms were within line of sight from the pool so we didn’t need to bother with swim wear. It was in this setting that Mrs. AP and I were swimming together nude and I surprised her by suddenly grabbing her legs and pulling them up onto my shoulders so that she was left floating on her back as I buried my face between her legs. My tongue fiercely pushed through her lips as I licked as deeply inside her as possible, sucking her labia into my mouth and burying my nose in her tightly trimmed landing strip. Her pussy began immediately flooding my mouth with her sweet taste as her juices jumped at the chance for release, and as my tongue fucked her firmly and my nose ground against the top edge of her clit she flailed in the water, back twisting and arms splashing. For minutes on end I ravaged her pussy with my lips and tongue, pulling away only far enough to shift my tongue to her clit to that I could flick it quickly, viciously, until her moans became screams and her flowing juices became gushing rivers. In all her thrashing she somehow was able to reach the edge of the pool just as her squirting orgasm was calming down, and she pulled away from me only long enough to twist around and throw me against the edge of the pool. She wrapped her legs around me as she grabbed the edge for support and impaled her hot pussy down my throbbing cock. Weighing nothing at all we fucked hard, our crashing bodies turning the small pool into a wave pool, and by the time I was emptying my hot cum deep inside her we had soaked the pool deck.
Completely unrelated and terribly unsexy. We were at a nature preserve, and during recent renovations somebody forgot to seal part of the cage for the spider monkey exhibit. They had learned they could climb under a branch through a gap in the fence and run amok as the pleased. Terribly amusing to watch, but not at all erotic like the first and third parts.
As has been widely reported, in the near future there is a strong likelihood that the National Council for the Boy Scouts of America may convene, and that during this convention they would vote on a change to the national by-laws for the organization that would allow Area Councils or individual Troops to choose to lift the current ban on accepting openly gay, bisexual, and other non-heterosexual oriented men and boys. For an organization as old and as publicly homophobic as the BSA, even the potential for such a vote to swing in favor of progressive, albeit moderated, acceptance is a large step. As a former Scout, I do not think the current proposal goes far enough.
I grew up as an active member of the BSA. My parents enrolled me during my first year of grade school, and I remained a member until a combination of school requirements, poor area Troops, and an increasingly full event calendar essentially forced me to drop out. Nevertheless, I gave 10 years of my life to the BSA. I attended the weekly meetings, in uniform. I joined every monthly hike, camping trip, or canoeing trip that I could. Every summer from the time I was first eligible, I attended a week of camp. Courtesy of the High Adventure program, I spent a week in a replica schooner in the Florida Keys. Because of the efficient organization of the BSA, I have hiked portions of the Appalachian Trail, I have attended regional Camporees, I have learned First Aid, how to properly care for a rifle, how to tie elaborate knots, how to whip and fuse rope, and how to be both a good leader and a good follower. The lessons I learned as a member were invaluable, and carry with me still.
Some of the core tenets of Scouting that I learned and embraced are contained with the Boy Scout Oath. While I will not recite the entire Oath here, I will focus on the key tenets that apply to the current debate over proper acceptance of members who do not fit the hetero-normative mold. “On my honor… I will do my duty… to help other people at all times … to keep myself … mentally awake and morally straight.” Those tenets apply strongly to this fight. Allow me to break them down.