The Unseen Attraction Part 1Bisexual Story 

I felt so bad because I had soaked his stomach and the front of his pants. The counter was quite high, and the beer had spilled all over him. I quickly grabbed a nearby napkin and tried to wipe him off, feeling very embarrassed. He took me by the shoulders and moved me aside, saying in a deep voice, “Don’t worry about it, it’s fine.”

He then started taking off his clothes, and I stood there frozen, watching him. He took off his shirt and pants, leaving him in just his underwear. I couldn’t help but look at his body, from his chest with a bit of hair and some gray, to his slightly sagging chest, and down to his underwear. It wasn’t a boxer or brief, but a tight, black compression short that left nothing to the imagination. I could see the outline of his entire genital area, and it was quite large.

I was petrified and couldn’t say anything. I just stood there, staring at him. He then shook his clothes and said, “If you don’t mind, I’ll stay like this.” He sat down on his couch, and I just stood there, still unable to move. I had had two beers, but I was still conscious.

He then said, “Take a seat, don’t be scared. We’re men, it’s fine.” I did as he said and sat down on the big couch, while he sat on the single armchair. He still had a bit of beer left, so he finished it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and asked, “Do you want to know why I don’t have a wife anymore?”

I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded my head. In my mind, I kept thinking, “Why am I still in this house?” But another part of me felt a rush of adrenaline sitting on that couch.

He then started telling me a story about his ex-wife, and I remember it clearly because it left me shocked for a moment. “About 20 years ago, I separated from my wife, and the reason was a boy like you,” he said. I was stunned, but a part of me wanted to hear the story. He told me, “You see, I used to work at a sports academy, and I was very good at playing basketball. Along with another teacher named James, we trained young men between 20 and 30 years old. James was like me, just a bit younger and also black. The job was pretty good, and I noticed that many young men were quite fond of James. I thought it was because of his teaching attitude and willpower.

One day, I was on my way home on my bike and realized I had forgotten my house keys, so I had to go back to the academy. I rushed back because I didn’t want to find everything closed, but when I got there, I saw that one of the doors was still open. I was looking for my keys and heard a noise coming from the room where we kept all the sports equipment and balls. The door was slightly open, and when I peeked inside, I was amazed.

There was James with one of the students, a young, white, and slim guy like you, but a bit taller, around 23 years old. I saw them lying on one of the mats, and James was having sex with the student in the doggy style position. I couldn’t look away and must admit that it turned me on quite a bit to see the size difference between them and how James was pounding the young man. I masturbated right then and there and came pretty quickly. I then grabbed my keys and left the academy immediately, heading home.

When I got home, my heart was racing, and my dick was still hard even after I had come. My wife asked me if something was wrong, but I told her nothing was happening. I went straight to the bathroom and masturbated again, and it was one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. That night, in bed with my wife, we tried to have sex, but I couldn’t get an erection. I felt bad, but my wife told me it would be okay for another time. Days and weeks passed, and even though I tried to have sex with my wife, I couldn’t. My mind was always filled with images of the young man from the academy and James.

Eventually, things with my wife ended badly because of our lack of intimacy, and she asked for a divorce. It all happened quite quickly. Some time later, I approached the young man who had been haunting my fantasies. He was attractive, and I told him I knew about what had happened between him and Professor James. He begged me not to tell anyone and, taking advantage of that, I told him that if he didn’t want me to say anything, he should do the same thing for me that he did for James. He agreed and came to my house.

I was nervous, but the experience of seeing his body twist in pain while I fucked him hard became my personal fetish. Over time, I wanted to try it with older or men of my age, but it wasn’t the same. What really turned me on was putting my large body on young, attractive, slim, and white guys like you, and over the years, I’ve perfected my approach to get young men like you to end up on this couch where you’re sitting, even if they’re straight at first, they always end up loving what I do to them.”

At that moment, he stood up, and I saw that he had a hard-on inside his compression shorts. He walked up to me, and since I was still sitting, he took my face in his large hand and moved it up to look him in the eyes. He changed his tone of voice and said, “I can feel that you want it, boy.” He took my hand and put it inside his compression shorts, and I could feel his dick and balls with my hand. I was still in shock and couldn’t move or say anything, but I could feel a sticky liquid on the tip of his dick.