Everyone was pretty sure he was gay, but none of that mattered. I kind of sensed that he was attracted to me, but I never paid any mind to it. "During my second semester in college, I ended up moving out of the dorms and into the apartment of a friend I had from a fraternity I was in. He seemed nice enough, but I had my moment of experimentation and realized it wasn't what I was into." I was just over it at this point - told him I was sorry but I needed to go, and bailed quickly. He was really excited to blow me, but I wasn't the least bit hard and nothing he was doing was making it happen. "After a few minutes he wanted to switch and go down on me, that's when everything sort of hit. We got to his house and I got back to sucking his dick on his couch, and he got my shorts off and rubbed my dick some while I blew him. I blew him for a few minutes in his car and then we decided I'd jump in my car and follow him back to his place just a few minutes away.
He took it out and I started giving him a hand job, which lasted about a minute before I just went for it and started blowing him. We pulled up beside my car and he gave a last shot at keeping things going and asked if I just wanted to try holding his dick, and I agreed. We went for a short drive and talked for a few minutes and I started backing out so he took me back to my car. "So after a few months of regularly getting off to gay porn I decided to seek out an opportunity to experiment and met with a guy in a parking lot of a local store. I have never checked out or noticed another man in a real-life situation, but I can completely fantasize about it if I'm watching gay porn. The thing is, outside of watching porn, I don't find men attractive at all. I don't really know how or why I started, but I began watching and getting off to gay porn. "I was in a weird place after a messy breakup with a long-term girlfriend when I was about 24. It was my first kıss and romantic gay relationship all on one fabulous emotional roller coaster ride!įor some of the best online sass, be sure to connect with Scott on his Instagram.2. However, I must have been quite an incredible fling because I was able to change his mind and we managed to have a relationship. To me, it was a whole other story – I fell for him in a big way and it was hard knowing he wanted nothing to do with me after our weekend together. Though we had a wonderful weekend together, to him, I was just another fling. Thanks to all the “online educational sources”(!) that I spent my teenage years learning, I was able to make do and make him happy that evening. I was so inexperienced, and trembling like crazy! Maybe I was just lost in that ecstatic moment from our kıss because I can't for the life of me remember how we ended up in his bed. I didn't have to tell him that I was still pure, he knew right away as soon as we kıssed for the first time.
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Sadly, that day my brother’s friends were camping near the river, saw the whole thing and told our families. That kıss confirmed to me at the time, who I was, and who I am today! I still remember avoiding coming out of the water to hide my visible boner from him. It was sweet, awkward, passionate, private, all at once. Finally, after looking into each other’s eyes for a while, with my heart racing and finding it hard to remain calm, I leaned over to him. We played around, wrestled, and laughed a lot. We found a private spot to leave our stuff then went into the river. This was something which we'd often do with friends so we both knew it wouldn't raise any suspicions with our families. The exciting tension between us kept growing until it became unbearable! So one day, we decided to hang out by the river. The more we chatted, the more we found we had in common. The next time he came to deliver a package to our house, he handed me, with a smirk, a small note with his phone number written on it! Next thing I know, he started to ask people about me. Our eyes met, and a spark just ignited itself. But one day, this delivery boy about my age came with a package for my mother.