My 1St And (To Date) Last Gay Experience

So, the time has come. The time has come when I can finally reveal my darkest, most hidden secret; one I have never disclosed to even my closest friends or family. So instead, I will outline my one and only sexual experience with another man and share it with you - the Internet.
I must add that everything in this story is entirely true and I promise to tell each detail exactly as it happened on the night. So, without further ado, I present to you my deepest, naughtiest secret.

It was 2014, and there I was - 18 years old, single, horny and still a virgin. Frankly, my attempts at getting laid were borderline pathetic. All I could do was watch as my friends surpassed me on the sex count and if things kept going this way, I would surely enter my 20s with little to no hope, and no action whatsoever. Yet, tonight, I knew things would change. Just, not in the way I'd imagined it exactly.
For the first 18 years of my life, the thought of being bisexual had barely crossed my mind. In fact, I was certain (or so I thought) that I was straight. Actually, I was wrong. The thing was, trying to get into girls' pants was all I knew up until this point. Only now, in desperate times, did I consider engaging in sexual activity with someone of my own gender. And if I'm totally candid, it turned me on to imagine being sucked off by another guy, or having a cock in my mouth. Recently, I'd adopted gay porn as a 'getting off' method and as a result of the pleasure I received, I began to question my sexuality. I wondered what it'd be like to be with another man. To pleasure him. Little did I know, I wouldn't have to wait much longer to find out.
'Meet me at half 9' was the text that appeared on my phone shortly after 8pm. 'Fuck'I thought as I received it, knowing that now was my chance to settle treatment part of me that could not stop wondering. I had an hour and a half to prepare myself. This was it. I was going to have the chance to see for myself what it was like.
I had found this guy on a general forum previously that night. The topic was entitled 'gay meetups'. Everything transitioned very quickly from then on and now, I was going to meet him.
After pondering this for too long, I almost backed out. Now the chance was looming before me, I was beginning to feel nervous and thus, the initial thrill was severely diminishing. But after pulling myself together, I decided to go ahead with it.
And before I knew it, I was there. At the meet up location. I had made it this far; there was no going back now. There was No sign of said hookup, so I just stood there alone, nervous as hell, waiting.
And that was when I saw him. A man wearing a green fleece jacket, as he said he would be. As he approached, I readied myself.
'Hey, erm Derek' I began akwardly. Derek was about 30, wore glasses and was very short. At this point however, looks were irrelevant. I was nervous and cold and just wanted to get going.
With virtually no words exchanged, Derek led me round a corner to a darkened alleyway and stopped abruptly. Wasting no more time, I unzipped my jeans and slowly pulled my erect dick out and Derek followed suit. He was about 5 inches odd in length. At a mere 5 and a half inches, I didn't have much on him. Derek got to work straight away. He got to his knees and wrapped his lips around my cock. My penis felt amazing straight away. As he sucked faster, I moaned louder. He seemed eager to carry on, so I let him suck me. I glanced quickly at my watch. The time was 10.10pm. The pleasure from the blowjob had long since worn off.
"Suck me off" he said after what felt like an eternity. I was practically relieved at his invitation, and suck him off I did. I got to my knees and took his dick in my mouth, using as much saliva as humanly possible. Trying to imitate what I'd seen in porn was proving more difficult than I imagined. Nonetheless, I sucked for just shy of 5 minutes before throwing in the towel and deciding that giving head perhaps wasn't my strongest suit. Irrespective of this, Derek made his satisfaction known by letting out a moan.
To cut to the chase, we spent the next 3 minutes loosely wanking each other off, both failing to cum; probably due to the lack of enthusiasm at this point (on my part at least).

And that was that. I'd had my first experience with a guy. Granted, It was nothing to write home about, however it was done. I'd sucked a cock.
And since that night I have never had that opportunity again - as a result of various circumstances. But the fact remains: I am bisexual. And this is part of my identity. A part I intend to keep hidden at this point in time.
Would I do it again? Yup. Would I go as far as to have sex with a guy? Absolutely! But as for now, there is only 'that one time'. And that one time is no longer a complete secret.

 

Well, by the sounds of it, meeting guys youve never seen before from the internet in dark alleyways is about as far as you are ever going to go.

So, you might as well just come out as straight, find a nice girl, get married have a couple of kids, sit on the couch and watch football or renovation shows for the rest of your life.

There's no use pretending anymore

 

Hi Vanilla. The purpose of this topic was for two things. One, for entertainment and also for the sake of disclosing my past experiences.
Thanks for taking the time to read it though.

 

Meh, just saying, be straight and proud

Too much work otherwise, there is a comfy couch waiting for you.


Notice how pretty much everyone else will just assume it should be far easier to hook up with a guy, becuase all guys are just walking sex perverts blah blah blah.

Yet $200 in your pocket, far easier to hook up with a girl, especially one way out of your league, as opposed to a guy say out of your league.


These two things in particular are what you really need to work out.

As for Derek What do you think he was? Did you get a fake little back story?

Meet up in a dark alley way so no one ever finds out his "secret", that he does it mainly cos the wife never puts out, and thanks to that wife, he can't afford hookers, and even then never really excited enough about a guy to be able to cum.

Don't be that guy...the are never really hiding it from everyone

 

Its ok. I had sex with guys growing up through most of my twenties and gorilla called me straight. The fact that i liked doing it guess doesn't make me bi

 

Im just saying,

When it comes to the chics, the currency is currency $$$$

When it comes to guys, the currency is abs

Go the gym / jog 10 hrs a week, get abs you can bounce a coin off, wear a tight shirt, go the supermarket in some inner city trendy area, shouldnt take long....especially somewhere like Manhattan for crying out loud

Dont sit on Craigslist or worse sites that have a gay forum but only 3 gay members on the other side of the world...on your laptop....waste of time. Dark alleys, wth is that?


If you are half half, bi, whatever you want to call it.....meh, well in the end its a lot easier if you end up in a well paying job where $200 for a hooker doesnt mean so much...to be straight.....you dont have to do the ten hours of gym a week, you can sit on your comfy couch and eat pizza


Everybody else is going to know or form their own assumptions no matter what you try call yourself. If you look like Seth Rogan, nobody is going to think you are bi, very successfull at it anyway, and nobody is going to want to know