"Well, be patient and watch carefully, I think you'll know more, sooner, rather than later. Now, tell me how much you want to come in my mouth."
After that, I hit the gym, scoping all the girls, and guys. It's fun being Bi, widens your spectrum. I even watched some of the guys my dad's age, checking bulges and looking at their swinging c***s in the locker room. By the time I left, I was having trouble keeping my c**k down. One 'dad' in particular caught me looking. His eyes found mine and he just winked. Damn, he had a wedding ring too. I smiled, perhaps another time.
At home that night, I noticed a change in dad's behavior. I guess I haven't told you about him. He was a swimmer in college and still does huge numbers of laps at the gym. Tall, lean, like the rest of us. He's a great guy.
