Bisexual Blues

by David O. Sullivan

  Amelia whispered, “I’m grateful to witness your friendship.”

  Dino hoisted Norris’s legs to his shoulders and shoved his cock into the waiting ass. He fucked his best friend as they locked their eyes to each other. He fucked, let his cock come out, only to reinsert it. Norris’s mouth opened with each new entry. Dino did it a few more times.

  “I love that.”

  Dino fucked faster. The intensity grew. His nuts tingled. He moaned and came. Despite the sensitivity and his prior comings, he kept fucking until dropping his lover’s legs.

  “Rest.” Norris pulled him to atop his chest, kissing him.

  Kerri moaned. “You guys are awesome. I want the four of us to play more.”

  Amelia agreed. “Yeah. I have to talk to Sean Patton. I heard he goes both ways. His girlfriend is open about him being bi. Some say she’s bi, too.” She grazed a hand over Dino’s face. “I think you boys should reconsider coming out. You’ll take a lot of heat. In some departments, the macho guys delay giving you backup. I know it’s sad and stupid, but also reality.”

  Dino held her hand and kissed it. “You’re probably right, but there have to be others like us in the department and dispatch center.”

  * * * *

  During the night, Dino couldn’t get comfortable on the pullout couch while Bander snored. That boy could sleep anywhere. He got up and woke Bander. “Hey, I can’t sleep here.”

  “What you wanna do? We are not going to sneak out of here. That’s so frigging rude.”

  “I’m going to ask Amelia if I can get into their bed, but I don’t want to be away from you.”

  Bander grabbed a pillow. “Okay, little boy. Let’s go to Mommy.”

  They walked in the open door. Amelia was returning from the bathroom.

  “Amelia, I can’t sleep. That couch is too hard. Can I get into bed with you and Kerri? Please? Bander’s here. You have a king bed.”

  “Actually, it’s a California King.” She hugged and groped him. “Can we start to date?”

  “I still see Chris sometimes.”

  “I don’t want to fight another woman for you. How serious is it with Chris?”

  Bander rubbed his eyes, pushed past, and got into bed. Like a heat-seeking missile, Kerri latched onto him and hugged.

  Dino said, “Not serious. We’re mostly fuck buds, and she even used that term.”

  Amelia cuddled close to Dino. “Find out. You have to break up with her if you’re going to fuck me.”

  “I don’t want you for a fuck bud. I want you for a real girlfriend. If all you want me for is that—”

  She squeezed him close and tight and planted her mouth on his, holding his face with a hand. “I’ve wanted you for a real boyfriend since I met you. You’re not an average cop or cock. You have potential.”

  He kissed back. “Thank you. I mean that. No wise-ass, but what about Kerri and Bander? We’ve just started doing it.”

  “I keep Kerri. You keep Bander.”

  “Deal.” Dino asked, “Can I get in bed now?”

  She led him there, hugging. Even with a California King bed, it was a tight fit, but all seemed happy.

  Chapter 5

  Dino dressed in his fancy cowboy outfit of black jeans, pointed alligator boots, a purple button-down shirt with the metal collar corners, and his black, stylish cowboy hat.

  Chris wore a fancy yellow dress and pretty jade necklace. They met and kissed in the lobby of the upscale Chinese restaurant.

  “Thanks for coming, Dino. I hoped you couldn’t turn down food.”

  “Or sex.”

  She looked off and let herself be led by the maître de. Instead of sitting next to Dino, she sat opposite. He wondered.

  They started with drinks and ordered a usual array of grub.

  When the server left, Dino asked, “Chris, are you okay?”

  She smiled politely. “Yes, of course.”

  “Why are we sitting opposite each other?”

  “We have to talk, Dino. It’s time for us to grow up.”

  “Please tell me you are not pregs.”

  She reached across for his hand. “Baby, I mean for both of us to act like adults.”

  “Why would we want to do that? It’s more fun being sixteen forever.” She was right. “Okay, what are we talking about?”

  “We’re not going anywhere, are we?”

  He pushed his glass of beer aside. “No. Not really. The sex is great.”

  “You’re a nice guy, fun to be with, but—”

  He took her hands. “Chris, I’ve sensed it. I wanted to say something but couldn’t bring myself to think of any way to broach the subject with you, but I understand. Completely. You can’t help it.”

  She let out a huge breath she held. “Oh, thank you. Wait, you’re wearing your special smirk. What are you talking about?”

  He let out a full-blown grin the Cheshire cat would be jealous of. “You’re a lesbian.”

  “I am not a lesbian.” She shouted it and then covered her face with her hands.

  “That’s all I can think of, baby.”

  “You asshole. I’m being serious, you know I’m being serious, and you go off on that bullshit.”

  He got serious. “Okay, I’m not that good at these types of situations. What are you talking about?”

  Their food arrived, several dishes, and neither ate.

  “Dr. Sumner is gay. I finally cornered him. He has a boyfriend and everything.”

  “Does that mean he won’t take you to bed?” Dino tried to be straight and serious.

  “Right. But, a few weeks ago, Dr. Sullivan showed up in the ER from upstairs. He was in a lot of pain. We stabilized him, and I got him to relax. I should tell you I’ve seen him a few times. He’s the hottie from research that all the girls wet their panties over. So, we scheduled him for an emergency appendectomy. He went upstairs, and I never saw him again.”

  Dino picked at his food, eating directly from the serving plates. He was getting an idea of what was coming.

  “So, he came back last night to deliver flowers to the ER staff for taking such good care of him. He brought me my own special collection of flowers. It was huge. I bet he spent a lot of bucks there. So, he took me back to the doctors’ lounge, told me he’s checked me out, that I’m only casually dating a cop, and he wanted me for his own. Wheeeee!” Her happy face quickly ran away, and she picked at the food. “I said yes. He said I need to break up with you. Dino, we’ve never made commitments to each other. We both know we’re in this thing, whatever we call it that we’re doing together, until something better comes along.”

  Dino nodded. What else could he do? He didn’t have the duck call anymore. “You’ll always miss the sex with me.”

  “But I’ll be making love with Dr. Sullivan. I want a husband, Dino. That’s not you.”

  “Well, at least you didn’t say you’re pregs.”

  “I told you that a man who’s sixteen emotionally should not be a parent.”

  They settled back. Not eating. Not speaking. Feeling uneasy.

  “Dino, we’re breaking up.”

  Dino just sat there. He didn’t know what he felt. He’d miss Chris. A lot. But he knew she was right. And there was Amelia. Could he have with her what Chris was looking for in Dr. Sullivan? Could he grow up? A little? Would he be happy? He jumped around to her side of the booth and hugged her close, kissing her cheek.

  “I suppose I knew this day would come. I am truly very happy for you, Chris. There’s wonderful glow and sparkle in your eyes that I’ve never, ever, seen before in you. I truly hope it works out for you.” He kissed her on the lips. “I’ll miss what we have, but you are totally and completely right. We were, give or take, just fuck buds.” He wondered if he should tell her about Amelia, but he chickened out.

  She held his face. “Dino, tell me that’s not some wise-ass schtick that you’re going to follow up with a wise-assed punch line. I need to know this, Dino.”

  “It is, Chris.”
He nodded. “It is. I am capable of being an adult at times. I truly wish you luck. No, I’m not going to fire bomb your place or the doctor’s. If I get invited to the wedding, I’ll behave. I’ll bring Bander to keep a leash on me. I promise. I am truly happy for you.” He grinned wide, hoping it looked like an adult. He went back to his side of the booth, they ate a little, and had the rest packaged to go.

  They walked out silently, hand in hand. They kissed cheeks and got in cars. She drove off. Dino sat and stared and then quietly cried. He found a phone booth and called Amelia.

  “May I come over, please?”

  * * * *

  She waited for him as he walked up to her apartment and invited him in. “What’s wrong? I heard it in your voice.”

  “Chris broke up with me.”

  She brought him in, made a strong rum and coke, and asked, “Okay. You were going to break up with her. It all works out, right?”

  “Yeah.” He stared at the drink and turned it in his hands. “Yeah.”

  “Dino, what’s going on with you?”

  “I truly don’t know. I feel sad at losing her?”

  She sat next to him on the couch, took his drink, and helped him sip some and put it on the coffee table. Then she took his head and held it to her chest.

  He sat there for a while before wrapping his arms around her. “I guess I feel sad at losing her. I was going to break up with her so we can be together, but, damn, I don’t know.”

  “Is it that she’s a good person and there weren’t any bad reasons you were going to break it off? Is it that you realize with a tiny glint of light in your sixteen-year-old brain that even when good things happen, there’s an associated loss regardless?” She kissed his cheek. “I’ve seen people who finally leave terrible, and I mean absolutely terrible, marriages, feel a loss. It’s normal. I pronounce you human.”

  He brightened and sat up. “Really? There’s nothing wrong with me? You and I aren’t a mistake?”

  “Time will tell if we truly belong together for millenniums, but for now, it feels right to me. I hope it does for you because I’ve had the hots for you for a very long time.” She knelt, straddling him, and kissed.

  They shared his drink, and he smiled. “I’ve had it for you a long time, too. It feels right to me, like no ever has before, except for Norris. I don’t know how it’s going to work out with him.”

  “Time will tell with him, too. I predict, as he crawls out of the closet more and more, he’ll find a huge world awaiting him. He’ll likely meet others and, I’m sorry to say, might dump you for someone a hundred percent into guys.”

  He drained the last of the drink and stood. “I don’t want to think about that now.”

  “He’s going to have some hard times. Always stay his friend. He’ll need that.”

  Dino nodded. Then he kissed Amelia.

  She looked down. “Is your little man excited now?” She rested her palm on his hidden boner. “I have some time before my parents show up from San Diego.”

  “Your parents?”

  Amelia let out a long slow sigh. “Yep, gonna give my mother another chance. I set the ground rules. She may not interfere in my life, otherwise they can leave my apartment and go stay in a hotel.”

  “That’s nice of you to try again.”

  “Well, they are my parents, and it’s really just my mom. My dad is pretty cool.”

  Dino looked deep into her eyes. “I think I’m gonna like dating you. You’re cool! I wish I was stronger. I’d love to carry you to your bed.”

  “Yee-ha!” She squatted and had Dino in her arms, carrying him to her room.

  He grabbed her neck and kissed her cheek. “Now I’m embarrassed, being carried by a girl.”

  “By a police officer!”

  “Yes, dear.”

  She placed him on the bed, pulled the covers down, and slowly undressed herself as he watched. When he reached to touch, she playfully slapped his hand away. He rested on his elbow, taking in the gorgeous sight of his new girlfriend becoming naked.

  When she was all the way in the buff, she pushed him to his back, straddled his face with her legs, and knelt, facing his legs. Slowly, ever so slowly, she opened his jeans, scooted them down, and pulled his red briefs down. Then she lifted his shirt while he licked all that he could reach between her legs. She jumped off the bed and went to the foot, slowly removing his pants and undies. The tip of his dick sparkled with wetness. Next, she went around the room and lit vanilla-scented candles and drew the drapes and turned the lights out.

  She had him sit up, and she removed his shirt. “I want you to buy some new clothes. Sexier stuff, but you have a great selection of briefs.”

  “Yes, dear.”

  She rotated and straddled him, and they kissed as she rubbed her groin into his boner. They kissed and rolled across the bed. Dino flitted one of her nipples with his tongue and worked back and forth between the two. That went on for a long time, and then he fingered her girl button.

  “You have to show me how you like it.”

  She kissed him. “Oh, you are so sweet to say that. I love you for it.” And she gingerly guided his fingers to the path and pattern she preferred.

  He knelt between her legs and took his time exploring her girl parts. “I’ve never done this. It’s always in and out. I’ve never introduced myself to a pussy. Never taken time to get to know her.”

  “Her? You call her a her? Who are you and what have you done to my Dino? That’s sooooooooooo romantic.”

  He felt his head heat. He had to be blushing.

  She sat up and grabbed his face. “You are so sweet when you blush.”

  “Stop! You’re embarrassing me.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry, baby. It is sweet. I mean it.”

  The love session went on for a marathon of a time. They touched and licked and kissed each other all over, or almost all over. Neither would lick an anus, and they laughed over it. After two hours passed, Dino gently placed Amelia on her back with a pillow under her hips. He only had to don a condom since she was exceedingly wet below.

  He took his time to guide his manhood into her love tunnel, but instead of pounding like he was prone, he took up a slow and ritualistic manner of lovemaking. Amelia showed her teeth through the deep smile. Dino plied his thumb to her clit, sending her into outer space. She thrashed and rolled her head back and forth.

  “Dino, no one has done this before. Dear God in heaven!”

  He stole a quick look at the alarm clock to time himself. He couldn’t help it and assumed all men wondered how long they lasted. He kept up the routine of slow and steady even when Amelia begged for more. He read an article about Tantric sex but never got around to trying it.

  He went on and on, but after thirty minutes, something clicked in his head. “I need to come now, okay?”

  “Work my clit more and harder.”

  He did. “Let me know when you’re close.” She nodded. He increased his pace of lovemaking and clit play. She thrashed more and alternated between lying into the bed and sitting up and laying back.

  “Dear God! Fuck me, Dino, fuck me like a bad girl!”

  He was growing fatigued but kept pumping. “I’m close, Amelia.”

  “Me, too.”

  A minute later, he blasted, imagining his cock filling the condom. He pulled out and gave his full attention to her love button and then wet a thumb and slipped it in her ass as he licked her below. She came. She screamed. Loud. It went on for maybe two full minutes. Dino washed his hands, brought water to them, and rested beside her.

  “Dino, that was the best lovemaking session of my life. Thank you. I came very hard.”

  “I can’t guarantee that every time.”

  “It was awesome. What happened to slam bam thank you ma’am?”

  “I don’t know. Maybe I’m growing up? Puberty might be over.” He scrunched his face like there was nothing worse in life.

  They held each other, covered but naked. They kissed and stroked ge
ntly sans words since none were needed. A small nap was had, and Amelia moaned.

  “My parents are due here soon. I’m not embarrassed about you, but it would be simpler if you weren’t here. I hope you understand.” She kissed him.

  “I know about your mom. Of course, I understand.” He grinned at his word play. He got up, gave her one more long and deep kiss, and dressed.

  “Oh, Cowboy, those are my jeans you’re trying to put on.”

  “Oh, crap. Sorry.”

  As they stood by the front door, she said, “I’ll call you when it’s safe. Thank you so much for a fantastic and awesome lovemaking session. It was truly the best in my life. You are number one, Cowboy.”

  “Thanks.” He tipped his invisible hat.

  As Amelia opened the door of her apartment, two people were there with suitcases. “Mom, Dad. You’re early.”

  “Traffic was good. The flight was early. Should we come back later?” Her dad was always the professional and polite one.

  “Nonsense. She knows we’re coming.” The mom gave a quick hello to Dino as she barged in. “I need the restroom.”

  “Dad, this is my friend, well, my new boyfriend, Dino.”

  “A pleasure to meet you, Dino. I’m sorry to say I know nothing of you.”

  “We’ve been dating—” He checked his wrist although wearing no watch “—for almost twenty-four hours now. I’m marvelous and wonderful. I’m certain Amelia will fill you to vomiting with all of my attributes.”

  “Dad, Dino’s a modest man. Ignore him.”

  “Something about this young man says he might be right about all that. I hope so. Amelia.” He held her hands. “You deserve someone awesome.”

  “Well, sir, I need to be off so you folks can have quality family time. That’s so important. We never know when we’ll lose someone close. God bless you.”

  The God comment surprised Dino. He had no idea where it came from.

  Amelia’s dad stood and stared. “Is God in your life, son?”

  “I have a very strong belief in God. Because of my work hours—I’m a police officer on the midnight shift—I don’t get to go to church. A few weeks ago, I pulled a car over, and God protected me as a drunk driver drove into the car I stopped. If I hadn’t jumped in time, I’d have been killed. I always wear my St. Christopher’s medal when at work.”