hello Mr Cox, I think bisexuality can often be quite a lonely journey. That is the sad, sad, truth. Even though I have a fantastic wife, she can never fully understand me, though she tries her best. I love her more than words can say. Crazy as it sounds, Every time I read that website “cumm.co.uk“, I can feel it. Nothing like being wrapped in the big strong arms of a Man who doesn’t question or judge, just understands and gives willingly of himself. Sometimes, often really, I think that it can be more intimate than any sexual act. I’ve been working off and on for the past year or so on “my story”. Far more of it is about confusion, pain, and loneliness than anything else. As cliche as it sounds, it really is a journey of self-discovery. I feel that slowly but surely I am figuring out who I am, what I really need, and how to best mesh that with what my loved ones (and life in general), need from me. For the longest time I thought I was walking a tightrope trying to accomplish this, and only recently realised it’s ME that made it a tightrope, and it’s only ME that can widen it, turn it into a path, a road, a highway. I’ll get there! It won’t be easy, but I Will Never Give Up.
Oh the memory of that moment In the Palace, You and I, To the eyes of the beholder, Separate beings, You and I. In our hearts, how well we knew it, We were One soul, You and I. ~Rumi