Here's the initial situation: I'm 20 years old and have had long-term and short-term relationships with women, including sex. I never felt like I was missing something. When I wasn't in a relationship or felt like it, I simply masturbated.
But now something happened that threw me off track a bit:
I was in Munich for a half-marathon race and stayed overnight in a hotel. In the evening, I went swimming in a public indoor pool to relax. I noticed a young guy around 18 with a swimmer's build who smiled at me. I didn't think anything of it and said "Hi" and smiled back.
Later, I went to take a shower and wanted to change in a changing room. The guy bumped into me again and said something like, "Sorry, I know this sounds stupid, but I think I tied a knot in the drawstring of my swim trunks, and I only have short fingernails and can't undo the knot. Could you please help me with the knot?"
It all sounded totally real and desperate, so I said, "Sure, let's see."
He said, "We'd better go in here," and we both walked into a cramped changing room together.
One voice in my head wasn't entirely comfortable as he locked the door, but the other voice said it would look really weird if I fiddled with the drawstring of his swim trunks out in public. So I got on my knees in front of him, trying to ignore his six-pack and the thick sausage in his trunks. I ran my hands to the top of his trunks and found the drawstring, but the knot was absolutely easy to untie. It didn't make any sense.
My mind was racing.
What had I gotten myself into?
How could this happen?
This couldn't possibly be an accident.
On the one hand, the situation unsettled me, but on the other, it was totally arousing, and my heart was pounding.
I thought to myself, if I didn't do it now, it would haunt me for the rest of my life.
So I slowly pulled his swim trunks down his slightly hairy thighs, and his already semi-erect penis almost hit me in the face.
I grabbed the thing, pulled back the foreskin, and used my mouth and tongue to do exactly THE things I love most, until he had trouble staying upright and came.
But now to the question that's been bothering me: Was my behavior right, and you would have done it the same way as a straight man, or is that already gay and I should question my sexuality?
But now something happened that threw me off track a bit:
I was in Munich for a half-marathon race and stayed overnight in a hotel. In the evening, I went swimming in a public indoor pool to relax. I noticed a young guy around 18 with a swimmer's build who smiled at me. I didn't think anything of it and said "Hi" and smiled back.
Later, I went to take a shower and wanted to change in a changing room. The guy bumped into me again and said something like, "Sorry, I know this sounds stupid, but I think I tied a knot in the drawstring of my swim trunks, and I only have short fingernails and can't undo the knot. Could you please help me with the knot?"
It all sounded totally real and desperate, so I said, "Sure, let's see."
He said, "We'd better go in here," and we both walked into a cramped changing room together.
One voice in my head wasn't entirely comfortable as he locked the door, but the other voice said it would look really weird if I fiddled with the drawstring of his swim trunks out in public. So I got on my knees in front of him, trying to ignore his six-pack and the thick sausage in his trunks. I ran my hands to the top of his trunks and found the drawstring, but the knot was absolutely easy to untie. It didn't make any sense.
My mind was racing.
What had I gotten myself into?
How could this happen?
This couldn't possibly be an accident.
On the one hand, the situation unsettled me, but on the other, it was totally arousing, and my heart was pounding.
I thought to myself, if I didn't do it now, it would haunt me for the rest of my life.
So I slowly pulled his swim trunks down his slightly hairy thighs, and his already semi-erect penis almost hit me in the face.
I grabbed the thing, pulled back the foreskin, and used my mouth and tongue to do exactly THE things I love most, until he had trouble staying upright and came.
But now to the question that's been bothering me: Was my behavior right, and you would have done it the same way as a straight man, or is that already gay and I should question my sexuality?
