My name is Jesse, and I am openly bisexual. A masculine bisexual. I come from a family were nobody really cares about your sexual orientation so, as soon as I turned 14, I knew it would be alright to have sex with girls AND with boys. I was a very premature guy, so I had my first gay experience when I was 15 with one of my friend who was 2 months younger than me. I was a top, which means I fucked him, and I was the one getting a blowjob. I absolutly loved it. When I was 16, I has a three-way with a girl and a gay guy. While I was eating the girl out, that gay guy humped me. First time bottom? Loved it. Enough say about my sex experiences, let's talk about the actual 'me'. Now, I am 18. Just finished High School. Back there, I was voted 2 times in a row 'Most Beautiful Guy'. Never 'Sexiest Guy'. I was actually a Jock. Tall, short dark blond hair, bright blue eyes, pretty nicely built. In appearance, I wass very sexy, but the thing that made nobody want to vote for me in that categorie, was that I am far too sweet and nice to be a 'sex machine'. I am the type of guy that'll buy flowers, rent corny movies and cook for a date.

For many generations, my family had been known for it's 'beautiful gene' and, mostly on the male side, the 'huge gene'. Huge as in 'huge dick'. Never a guy had a penis smaller than 7 inches in four generations. And I was just like the rest of the family: I had a 8 inches uncut penis, with a really heavy ball sack.

That day, I was sitting in my bed, cell phone in my hands, when my father, shouted your name in hall. I quickly got up and ran downstairs.

''JESSE!!!

• What? What?

• Son, I and your mother are going for the night. You?ll be home alone. Don?t burn down the house, please.''

''What about the others?'', I asked. ''Well, Stacey and Macy are at their friend?s. Matt is working. And for Zack, I didn?t see him today? Maybe he?s at his... Hum? friend.'', you father asked. ''Sweetheart, it?s his boyfriend, not his friend'', my mother automatically corrected. My father made a grin and leave the house, followed by my mother. Whenever Zack?s boyfriend was mentioned, a cold would follow.

Though he was a very masculine jock, Zack knew he was gay at about the age of 13. Only the members of the immediate family and, now, his boyfriend knew it. He was 19, about six foot and was very muscular. He had short black and dark brown eyes. Zack had a much tanned skin and the hottest abs someone could have. Plus, he had an extremely thick 10?? uncut cock he loved to show off, and a firm ball sack. Actually, his cock was so thick that it was about 3 and a half inches in width, when hard (10'' in actual girth).

The ?thing? making the fact that he had a boyfriend awkward, was actually his boyfriend himself. His boyfriend, Wynter, was as feminine as a gay guy can be. You know the type of gay guy that likes fluffy stuff and has pink dildo. He was 18 years old, about 5 foot 6, had chocolate emo hair, green eyes, and a lot of facial piercings (a medusa, snake bites and an eyebrow piercing). Wynter always dressed in dark, thigh clothes and, overall, didn?t fit with Zack?s jock personality. But the worst thing of it all is that he kept talking about sex whenever he was home with us, much to my father?s disgust. He kept saying how ''Zack?s 10 inches cock feels as good in the ass as in the back of throat?? or how his ''thin 4 inches cut cock is no match against Zack?s 10 inches''. Once, he even dared get under the table to suck off Zack at a family dinner in a restaurant. But even though he was an annoying gay whore, as my brother said, ''he sucks like a god and as the tightest asshole ever, plus, he?ll do whatever I ask him, even a degrading thing like getting fucked by his 11 year old brother (which he already did, while Zack watched) or like getting double-fucked in a public place by me and another guy in my football team (as Zack is a lot into football)??. So I, once or twice, masturbated thinking of his ?godly abilities?.

As soon has my parents were out the door, I got upstairs and went on my favorite porn site. Favorite because I?m a porn addict? No. Favorite because a couple of weeks ago, I had a mail about a girl I barely talked to in high school saying how the douche bag I once ?hated/would I love to fuck? in high school had posted a porn video with his hot-ass girlfriend sucking him. So now, every time I felt like emptying my balls, I could go masturbate to the fucking hot guy I always hated and the girl I always had want to lay.

That guy was Anton. Anton was a ?Latino douche bag?, as I called him. He was very well tanned, had short brownish hair and green eyes. He had the hottest ass I ever had seen, and had a nicely built body, though not as muscular as Zack?s. Anton was a male bitch. He and his small crew of gym-addicts kept mocking everybody else and ruling the school. He kept bragging about his ??gigantic cock??. Though now, thanks to his porn video, I could see his cock was not gigantic at all: it was about 5 inches, cut. But it was actually, much to my jealousy, incredibly thick (not as thick as Zack?s) and veiny. What was great in this whole situation was that, now that high school was finished for both of us, we would still see every day: both of us were working in the same jock clothes shop. Bad thing he was actually my superior, so I could never really order him to do humiliating things like scrubbing the trash can, or dress as a foot ball and go promote the store outside (something he had me do at least twice?).

I was writing the site in the appropriate spot on the toolbar, when my phone started vibrating on the desk. I picked it up, and saw the caller ID: Aiden. I answered, but he had already hung up. He's not really the patient type of guy. About 10 seconds after the 'fake call', Aiden sent a text message: ''Hey, Jes. R U working 2nite? I was thinking about goin 2 the french eat with girls''. Goin 2 the french eat with girls? Yeah, right. Nobody understands that, Aiden. Though I knew he was probably talking about the knew french restaurant, I chose to ignore the text for the moment and concentrate on Anton's video.

Aiden had been my best friend for about a third of my life. He was tall, about 6 feet, skinny, had chin-length brown hair and golden eyes. He was a carefree skater that, though he didn't have a job, spent it all on alcohol and drugs. He was very beautiful, but his ''i don't give a shit'' attitude didn't really work with the girls. Appart from that, Aiden was a great guy. He was, alike Zack, a show off kind of person. He really didn't care about getting naked. But Zack actually had the size to show off, Aiden had nothing. His cock was about 5 inches, very slim, and uncut (I know that from having seeing it very often. On the last day of school, every year, he would strip naked and run in the hallways...).

Then, looking again at the text, I saw I had another missed text I never saw. From an hour ago, it claimed. ''Wanna hang out with me and Sabrina tonight?''. The text was from Alex. I smiled at this text, and answered ''Dunno. I'll see''.

Unlike Aiden, Anton, Wynter or, even, Zack, Alex was a real nice guy. I knew Alex from elementary school, where he was my only friend. We kept in touch in high school, but didn't really hang out a lot until the last few years. Alex was always hanging with a group of really hot girls, and I was more with other guys. Alex had multiple sexual experiences with girls, and all claimed he was 'amazing', though I doubted he was 100% straight. Alex was about 5''7, was skinny, and had not a lot of muscles. He had semi-short blond hair and blue eyes. He always wore thight black jeans and a too loose v-neck shirt. Alex liked to be fashion at all time, and also like thought sport. For both girls and guys, he was the best of both worlds: a real man, though not 'too manly'. And, from what I had heard from a girlfriend he had ''Alex had the biggest cock she never saw, or will ever see''. Whether this meant 5 inches, or 10, I didn't know at all.

So I was entering the website, when suddenly...

Follow-Up Choices :

1) Introduction #2 (Choices for Aiden, Alex and a sixth guy)

2) Zack gets back home.

3) Wynter knocks at the door.

4) Anton calls for extra work.