I've enjoyed a varied, extensive and enjoyable sex life. Years in the swinging community provided all kinds of opportunities. I've had more sex with women but probably have had as many male partners as well as female. I've had all my orifices filled and filled every orifice myself in every imaginable location. About the only thing I haven't had the opportunity to experience much is BDSM even though I always wanted to, especially after reading the many posts by the amazing SwitchableSuzie on the subject. So what is Bizarre? Certainly none of the things I experienced as an adult, not to me anyway.
I did, however, have an experience in high school that was certainly different, if not bizarre. I was 15 and working at a Kiddee Park in Chicago. Most of the time I was operating the rides. I got to meet a lot of people and make new friends, as did most of the other young kids working there and we often hung out there during our off time, especially at night. An older guy (late 40s/early 50s), I'll call him George, started hanging around my ride and talking. I was really in to cars and George had a '59 Chevy convertible. He asked me if I would like to drive it.
Now, all the kids at the park had seen guys like George around before and we knew why they were there. Why else would a middle aged guy without any little tykes in tow be hanging around a Kiddee Park?
I had been experimenting with a couple other guys my age as j.o. and suck buddies by that time and I really wanted to get behind the wheel of that cool car so I wasn't grossed out by the thought of where this might lead, it might have even excited me a little.
So one night I got my chance and we were out driving around and George asked me if any of the girls that hung out at the park made me get hard. I told him they did and he asked me if I was hard right now he grabbed my crotch. I didn't say anything but got hard right away. I don't remember how many "rides" it took but eventually he had my cock out of my pants and would rub it until I came, which at 15 didn't take very long. One night George asked me if I wanted any Pizza. I said yes and we went to a local motel where he had a pizza in the room. We ate some pizza and George turned off the lights, laid me on the bed, took off my pants and sucked me off. Soon George would just come by the park, pick me up and take me to the motel. We hardly ever spoke. He would open the door, the lights were always off and he would lay me on the bed. By then we both got fully undressed and under the covers. I would suck him off too but I wasn't yet into swallowing. He attempted anal once but I just wasn't ready. This went on for several weeks and I enjoyed every minute of it.
There was a Cuban guy, Manuel, who was like a foreman at the Kiddee Park. I guess it was obvious to him what was going on and one night he told George if he came around again he was going to call the police. I never saw George again. I suppose I should be "scarred" for life but I loved it and to this day I remember it fondly. George was always slow, gentile and never tried to force or talk me in to anything I didn't want to do. I realize now it was a pretty risky thing to do and I could have very easily wound up dead, but I didn't. So that's my "bizarre" story.