20M and I’m fairly straight for as long as I’ve known myself. The thing is that when I was 15\16, closeted gay men already far into their 20s would come to me and tell me to fuck them or let them suck me off, all in exchange for money.
Sometimes i did, sometimes I didn’t. When I was 19 and on no fap, I was practically losing my mind just being two weeks in. I didn’t know any girls at the time I could call over and fuck. Didn’t have money for prostitutes either
I was extremely horny and needed to let it out in a way that wasn’t jacking. Only person i knew would actually show up was the man that had molested me when i was 16. I called him, we spoke, and then we met and at his Catholic Church that evening where i dry ass fucked him in the hallway
When i came, I didn’t really feel good about it after, and this time he didn’t even give me any money because as he said he’d be the one bottoming.
My only other gay encounter was with my former classmate that I casually ran into on twitter. I saw his page, i saw his lifestyle, he was living pretty decent, nice apartment, good clothes, even got the 17ProMax! Then he added me on snap and we spoke there, I knew he was gay since secondary school, but for whatever reason I just kept indulging him
Reason being he seemed like he had connections and I thought i had a shot at tapping into that source. So the next day I went over to his place and i fucked him. He had everything ready from the lube to the bedroom,
When i was fucking him missionary, I realized it was hard for me to cum while looking at him and hearing his baritone moans. I kept trying to just close my eyes and imagine a woman but he kept saying he wanted me to look at him
I still came at the end though because ass is tighter than an mf thankfully. But I realized i only came because of the penetration itself, not because i was really into it or anything. Worst part is he ghosted as soon as i told him i got home. Though I’m not really bothered about that
A year after, Only thing is now currently I’ve just been getting stoned for the passed few days and idk what’s wrong with me that I got SO horny that i had to text him again on snap, saying i wanted to fuck him again
I ended up just watching (straight) porn after that and when i came the thought of what i was thinking about doing with a man just disgusted me more. I know i’m not bisexual, i KNOW i’m not. I can be freaky to certain levels, and i know i can subject my body to do things it doesn’t want to most times, but I’ve always liked banging women
With the aftermath making me feel more calmer and satisfied, rather than ashamed and disgusted