First time getting hit on.

[Bi-Rõnin]

Recently, wife and I had our 1st date night out since covid. We went to the bar we 1st hooked up at. Singing karaoke, some drinks and socializing. I've always been the type that would rather sit out on the patio vs stuck inside. Wife ended up running into a woman she went to school with, so when her turn to sing comes around, they go inside leaving me outside on the patio. Already having 4 or 5 beers in me, a guy started chatting with me. We must've talked for about half an hour when the wife comes back out to drag me inside. I suspected the guy was gay while we were talking but I think he was a bottom also. Hour later we were outdoors again when the wife heads back inside. Guy starts talking to drunk me, tells me he thinks I'm a good looking guy. I might have blushed while thanking him. Only thing I was thinking about at that point was although he seemed more feminine, he could bend me over one of those tables and take me right then and there. After we got home, her friend had friends tell her some guy was flirting w me so she had come outside to "rescue" me.

[DD788Snipe]

Recently, wife and I had our 1st date night out since covid. We went to the bar we 1st hooked up at. Singing karaoke, some drinks and socializing. I've always been the type that would rather sit out on the patio vs stuck inside. Wife ended up running into a woman she went to school with, so when her turn to sing comes around, they go inside leaving me outside on the patio. Already having 4 or 5 beers in me, a guy started chatting with me. We must've talked for about half an hour when the wife comes back out to drag me inside. I suspected the guy was gay while we were talking but I think he was a bottom also. Hour later we were outdoors again when the wife heads back inside. Guy starts talking to drunk me, tells me he thinks I'm a good looking guy. I might have blushed while thanking him. Only thing I was thinking about at that point was although he seemed more feminine, he could bend me over one of those tables and take me right then and there. After we got home, her friend had friends tell her some guy was flirting w me so she had come outside to "rescue" me.


That is the way it seem to always happen. I was in my "Cheers" bar one night with one of my girlfriends. It was close to closing time and this hot-looking guy that I'd never seen before comes in. He sits down next to me and starts chatting me up. My friend was setting on the other side of me and was talking to one of the waitresses so she was oblivious to me and him. BTW she doesn't have a clue that I'm bi. Anyway, he buys me a beer and I'm thinking about inviting him to my boat. I pretty much knew he was either Bi or gay. His phone rings and he gets up and walks out and disappears into the night. Later my friend ask who that guy was. I said I didn't know. I laugh and said "but he was trying to pick up on me". She laughs and says "yeah right, really"? I just laughed and said Nah just joking. Never saw him in the bar again. Damn, never got his name.

[KDaddy23]

Being bi at a young age and, I think, growing up when and where I did, I got hit on by guys... a lot and I'll say 9.5 out of 10 times, I was more than willing to have sex with them. The first time I got hit on as an adult, it was classic: I'd just gotten off of work driving a cab and it was a bad night and I needed a drink. I stopped at a place a fellow driver and I would sometimes go, ordered my drink, and sat there sipping on it and trying to decompress. A guy sits one stool over on my left; he speaks, I speak, politeness has been taken care of but then he starts talking to me and, maybe five or ten minutes in, he... tells me that he'd love to suck my cock because I'm a nice-looking guy and all that and would I be interested?

He moved to the barstool right next to me and told me that he was gay and he's really laying it on thick - then puts his hand on my thigh (I almost punched him). I gotta pee so I excuse myself and hit the men's room and a moment later, he comes in and... we're in a stall, he's on his knees, and blowing me like he was starving. I came, he swallowed, thanked me, and left; when I came out a moment later, he was nowhere to be seen. Next day, I tell my fellow driver about it and he blinks, turns beet red, and tells me that the same thing had happened to him and from my description, he thought he'd gotten sucked off by the same guy.

[Tight1-4u]

well I guess it would have been when I went to my cousins for the summer.. although not really picked up just kinda coaxed and ask if I would..
as an adult or teen it would be I guess by coach in the showers.. but he really didn’t pick me up he just showed me his large cock and ask if I wanted it.. by the time I graduated high school it was I who was always on the look out for cock.. then in my travels I came up with my system for picking up guy’s that makes it seem to them that they are picking me up.. when in reality I gave them the idea and notion that I might be available.. it works really well!!

[tryinbi]

well I guess it would have been when I went to my cousins for the summer.. although not really picked up just kinda coaxed and ask if I would..
as an adult or teen it would be I guess by coach in the showers.. but he really didn?t pick me up he just showed me his large cock and ask if I wanted it.. by the time I graduated high school it was I who was always on the look out for cock.. then in my travels I came up with my system for picking up guy?s that makes it seem to them that they are picking me up.. when in reality I gave them the idea and notion that I might be available.. it works really well!!


So how does your system work?

[Jozyxt]

My first.

I was in Budapest at a turkish bath. They gave you these loin cloth type things that cover you. You get a massage from a big burly guy then go sit in one of the large pools. I was sitting near one set of entry stairs. Just watching because it was my first (and only) visit and talking to no one since I don't speak the language.

This guy sits next to me, a bit too close. There was no question what he wanted at that point. So I just closed my eyes, slid down into the water a bit more, opened my legs and laid my head back. He had no doubt about what I wanted.

He moved in front of me and swished some water in between my legs. Then touched the inside of my knees. I didn't move. Then slowly ran a hand under the cloth and started stroking me and himself at the same time. I was worried that we might get caught, but figured he know the drill there. I made some eye contact with him but he always looked away. His touch made me super horny and I came pretty quickly. He came, then left.

I was traveling with a female friend or I would have figured away to go somewhere private with him. I was super horny so I went to the changing room to beat off into my towel. It is too bad I didn't start my bi sex practice right after that. There were probably lots of other men behind the iron curtain that were looking for a connection.

[Tight1-4u]

trying I: I have related this quite a few times.. but here goes just for you.. when traveling out of town where I am pretty sure I won’t run into people I know I use my system to catch the eyes of other like minded guys..
As I check into my room I ask where the bar is.. I will usually go have a look see and order a drink to take back to my room.. when there the first thing I do is get naked.. I love being naked.. then I unpack my stuff.. and head for the shower.. I clean myself inside and out.. shave my legs and pubic if it has been a few days since my waxing.. get every thing all baby smooth.. then oil everything then towel off and lotion everything.. I am now extremely soft and smooth.. then I get my panties.. I usually pick the smallest g string or thong I have in the brightest loudest color.. usually neon red, blue or orange.. I pull them up quite high so they are fully in my crack and it on my hips.. then put on a pair of basketball shorts that are 2-3 sizes to big so they hang low on my hips.. then I pick a t shirt that is shorter.. it looks fine when standing it when seated rides up on my back.. then off to the bar I go.. now most bars have a large mirror behind the bar.. makes it easy to watch the guys in the bar with out looking at them.. I find a stool in the middle of the bar crawl up on a stool and place my elbows on the bar.. hiking my shirt up even higher.. my shorts are low on my hips and my panties are in full view to every guy in the bar.. sending them a message.. saying this guy is looking.. you can watch them looking and talking about my panties.. soon a drink or two show up.. then someone usually move to the stool next to me.. they start talking and usually cop a feel of my panties and lower back.. at that point I know it is just a matter of time before they make their move and ask me to their room or want to come to mine.. it works really well.. if the guy is not someone you are interested in when he asks about your panties just tell him you are not interested and that you lost a bet with your buddies and always pay your bets.. other wise go have fun he is going to love removing your panties..

[querty]

I'm in the mood to type.....:-)

I remember my first, second, and third times, all during my mid/late twenties. I was very bi-interested (I like that phrase better than Bi-Curious) and knew that I would eventually take the plunge. But I was still all uptight about it and very worried that if someone suspected or found out it would be trouble. And AIDS was still pretty much a death sentence.

First time was in a typical pub style bar. This guy starts a convo with me, and me being ooooh sooooo clueless I didn't get the vibe until it was too late. I guess because I wasn't responding to the hints, he figured I was straight and moved on. He even went out of his way to mention that he lived close by and his roomies were all out of town. It hit after he left and I remember thinking "Damnit! That would have been the perfect opportunity." He was around my age, buff, and attractive.

Second time was at a 'straight' party with my roommate at the time who was all macho man and often made homophobic jokes and 'observations'. So, basically your run of the mill cock blocker of Bi-Guys. This other dude at the table we were sitting at starts openly hitting on me in an aggressive manner. So I told him "Sorry, totally straight". After a few minutes I got up from the table and went to the bathroom and of course, he followed me and tried to get in (I expected this so had locked the door). I come out, gently shoulder past him, he makes a comment like "lets leave and go fuck" as I head back to the table. He follows. People are watching. Continues to hit on me, again right in the middle of a room full of people. My room mate noticed something was going on, and thinking I was in the early stages of your run of the mill fisticuffs between two drunk dudes, asks me "what's up, it this guy a problem". So I sad loud enough for people to hear, "No, he's gay and wants me to go fuck around at Carpenter" (Carpenter was a gay section of the beach). Lots of heads turned to look.

Having done that he turned around and walked out. I feel bad to this day for doing that, but he was being aggressive and loud about it all. And keep in mind, this was well before the acceptance for LGBTQ people we have today. Hell, 'they' even tried to burn down the local gay bar with people inside (another arsonist burned it down a few months later.) That town (Rehoboth, Delaware) is now quite the haven for openly Gay and Bi-Sexual people and had a large LGBTQ community.

Third time, same basic beach area, I was horny as fuck and really wanted to experience giving head to a guy. So it's late and I decide to take a walk on the beach, see if I can hook up. I am standing up by the dunes (narrow beach at the time) and this guy approaches me to bum a cigarette, which was a common ice breaker back in those days. I had made sure to bring an extra couple of smokes in case I got lucky. A little small talk and he says "Beautiful surf tonight". I say "Wouldn't be awesome to see a beautiful woman come out of the surf?" He replies "Sure would" (then after a pause) "or what ever" and he brushes my hand. I look at him and reply "I wouldn't know, but sounds interesting".

So now I am about to suggest we sneak over the Dunes, but a group of rowdy guys is coming our way on an intercept course. We see them at the same time and with out a word we part and walked separate ways. Back then, it was not uncommon for drunk, horny, struck-out-at-the-bar guys to group up and go around looking for fights, and LGBTQ suspects were prime targets.

So when did it finally happen? Years later in my 40's. The wife and I were getting into swinging, and a girl friend to whom I had come out to suggested a threesome with her and her Bi boyfriend. We did and it was an awesome first experience.

[Johnyonenut]

I was 6 or 7. I was playing alone in our "cabin" in the woods by our house when our teenage neighbor came in. He took out his cock and stroked it till what I now know is precum seeped out the end. He wanted me to lick it off. I was fascinated and wanted to but was scared and wouldn't. Went home and told my mother. It was the first of several times that I was approached as a youngster. I now regret not doing anything with those opportunities.

[MontyinHamilton]

I was 18 and a guy who dropped off orders at my work hit on me one morning when nobody was around, when I asked why he hit on me when he knew I had a girlfriend and never hinted I was remotely interested in men said "you know you love it" grabbed my dick thru my jeans and walked out. I went home that day thinking of what he said and his hand gripping my cock and could still feel the tingle of his fingers on me which kind of excited me a bit wondering what that rough handsome guy would have done had I said "lets go to the stock room and let me see your cock" I was confused at my reaction and thought back to anything that might have indicated I was open to men and why he would be so bold, did I say or act a certain way? I thought back to the one time I had seen a guy jerking off in his car at 16 stroking his big hard cock and not being able to take my eyes off him while sitting on the bus looking down at him smiling up at me, another thing that stood out was though I had dated my girlfriend for about 4 yrs by 18 and loved her I would sometimes fantasize about her screwing other guys and me watching, I never thought much about it because we read stuff in Penthouse or whatever as teens describing stuff like that and it seemed normal kind of, it wasn't til she said one day "why do you always involve other men when we are fantasizing during phone sex or in bed etc?" that I realized I might be secretly into men and didn't know it. I began jerking off to men the day that man grabbed my dick and hit on me, it never went away once that door was opened, I'm proud I followed through and found where my true attractions lie, I had no clue it would lead me to actually being romantically and physically turned on and open to dating or just simply a hard cock in my mouth.

[Fiddlestyx]

Back in my 20s I had guys hit on me now and then, all of them openly gay and I was never 100% sure if they were serious, teasing or could just go either way depending upon my response. Last time I had a guy hit on me was in a huge multi-story gay bar in Glasgow, Scotland nearly 20 years ago. I had a LOT of guys hit on me that evening! Lately it has been 50 to 70 year old women who've had me in their sights, most of them married. Dangerous business, that would be!