You couldn't be more wrong. Back in the day, before Death became a threat, I was at the age of discovery. I began, during my college years, to frequent places where I could blow guys. I don't care about a blow job myself, I wanted to suck. So I found the adult bookstores around the college town and another one nearby, and did it when I could. The majority of men sticking their dicks through the glory holes were straight, married men, in their thirties and older. They had rings on their fingers -- I looked.
Young men whose wives have not yet born children are repulsed by thoughts of gay sex. After their wives have kids and no longer desire to be touched sexually (they turn to talking), men can change their minds about this. I always wished that the straight guys would come to their senses a lot sooner, and realize that it was all ok, just enjoy having cocksuckers like me around. I could suck all my waking hours if I didn't have anything else to do. I don't get tired of it.
Marriage ought to be a monthly-renewable contract anyway.