1st time gay

This is the story of my first time and, as many first times on anything, it didn’t´t go well because of my inexperience. Many say they knew they were gay their whole lives, not my case. I remember my first time in a gay club so well, not because of the beautiful bar back whose name I cannot even recall.

Not because I realized there is so much more gay life out there than my cloistered, short life had led me to believe. How did your first gay experience happen? Growing up I noticed that I had an attraction for men and women. I accepted the fact that I am bisexual at a very early age. NOW I am a 17 year old guy and have not yet had my first gay experience. I have been with maanny women though. James' Story - James tells the short story of his first gay sexual encounter at fourteen, with his fifteen year old cousin.

series Steve's Story - Steve tells the story of his first sexual encounter at eighteen. On Reddit, gay men say they’ve met theirs on a dating app (after months of portentous dreams), at a party (after the other guy almost bailed), and even on a ropes course during an executive. Although when a child you have those moments you show your friend your dick and what not, this is my first real sexually experience with a another man.

First off let me say I consider myself straight, although technically I have been with men so I guess that makes me bi even though those days are over with. However I always wanted to every since I think I was around I was always curious about it but never acted on it other than masturbating. When i got around 15 or 16 I started chatted on aim chat rooms that was m4m.

When I was a senior in high school I was That is the age I started sexually experimenting with both girls and guys which lead to the loss of my virginity from both. Early that year in the fall, I first lost my virginity to a girl. Then when spring came I finally decided to start looking into doing it. I could not risk looking for someone I know out of fear that people would find out so I never even considering looking in that direction, which is why I chose to look at the aim chat rooms.

Overtime, I would arrange meeting with men of all ages but I would end up ditching them by eventually not responding or just not showing up and never speaking to them again.

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Eventually my courage and temptation rose to a breaking point: I decided to finally go through it and not be scared and back out for the th time. After looking through the chats after a while, I ended up chatting with a man named Tim who was a 45 year old bisexual white male. Tim I believe worked for a sporting company or something in that ballpark and traveled a lot and lived in an apartment with a roommate if I remember correctly.

I forget how long I actually talked to him but considering how scared I was, I would have probably of talked to him for a couple months stalling a lot. Eventually we decided to meet up in the library parking lot that was across the street from my high school.

The day that we ended up doing this was on a Sunday and I know i cancelled about 4 times or more, I do remember that much. We set a time and waiting up to that time I was almost having a heart attack from the fear and anxiety of doing it. When the time to go to library was near, I left about minutes early. Although you probably already think that I was fucking stupid for doing this, I still had street smarts I think so at least.

If I would have gotten a really bad feeling about it and backed out for the th time, I would do so. So I always had an exit strategy and some brains for this situation at hand. Eventually the time approached and the fear level was through the roof, I kept debating in my head whether or not to get out of there. Tim was about 15 to 20 minutes late which I expected considering he lived further up in the main city of the county I lived in.

When he parked I immediately pushed my car into drive and started to drive away saying fuck this and never talking to this guy ever again. Almost to the exit of the library I put my brakes on and turned back around and parked a little bit closer to the van but not noticeably. I was going through with this and I refused to wimp out and repeat everything again and most likely again after that.

I sat there almost having a panic attack stalling for time. I put my keys in my pocket and left my cell phone and wallet locked in the car. Walking up felt so surreal as if I was having an outer body experience. As I walked up to the van Tim saw me and rolled down his window and I nervously said hello to him. Walking towards the passenger seat I felt like I was about to go into another a portal to another dimension.

I opened the door and got into the passenger seat, and as if a portal had closed, so did my passenger door when I closed it.