Bedtime story: I had a mate at uni who was quite camp, but said he was straight. When I told him I was gay he eventually admitted he was bi. I didnโt really think much of it but it turns out he wanted a good rogering. One night weโd been out to the gay bar (thereโs only one in my home town) and he was too druunk to drive home so I let him crash at mine, as I lived fairly close (and I was sober). As soon as we got inside he grabbed me roughly - something Iโm not accustomed to. He threw me onto the 70โs plush carpet (I was renting) and he went straight down on my dick. But it was all teeth and it was agony! So I motioned him back up to kiss but he started biting me on the neck and face. Not a nip either but a hard chomp. I stopped to tell him I donโt receive pain but he kept doing it, so I kept stopping and he kept doing it. Eventually I just got up off the floor, went up to bed and told him to come to when he was ready. He was too druunk to care but trust me, we never did anything again after that. Not. Good.