Yes it was very easy. My first time with a guy was with my first (and only) bf and it was my first romantic relationship. It was an amazing experience. We were good friends for about a year and he, openly gay, figured out I was not straight and I just admitted it to him when he called me out on it that I was bi (he suspected I was gay). After that point he would make more flirtatious moves with me, like sit very close to me when watching Naruto (anime, back when this was still a big deal and new), or lay his head on my lap, or put his head on my shoulder. It eventually lead to him feeling me up, and a BJ when he noticed I was hard from his gestures. We made out after he swallowed me and I returned the favor. From there it was nonstop romance and sexual gratification for both of us. One year of pure, closeted, gay, bliss.
I speak so fondly because your first love always hits hard in a certain way, and he was mine. We didn't work out because I wouldn't come out of the closest, and he didn't want to hide our relationship. He was very effeminate and enjoyed small acts of affection like holding hands or little kisses, we couldn't do that in public. Happy ending though, we are still friends 23 years later. He's a good guy!
I have nothing but respect for anyone in the LGQBT community. For all the teaching, mentoring, and public speaking I do about empowerment and leadership (I am a college professor), I have never walked the walk in it's entirety, as I just can't bring myself to come out publicly. My closest friends know, and obviously any guy I have ever hooked up with, as well as my last few gfs, but that's it. It's my greatest source of vulnerability and my most guarded secret.