Fortunately for me I was able to explore my bisexuality, slowly, safely and most importantly discreetly.
I wouldnt exactly say that I was exploring in my first interaction with a man.
I have posted this before but I will post it again here.
My first time with a man was definitely a secret taboo and out of the ordinary.
He was a neighbour that saw me coming home from training, limping and suggested a massage may help.
I was so very naive and thought he was genuine and sounded convincing and went over.
To his credit, he initally draped me and gave me a proper "legit" massage, that was I until I rolled over and he started massaging my thighs and abs, though still partially draped, however he always kept my dick exposed. Innocently I just thought he couldnt see my dick. However, I was getting very aroused and my dick started bouncing around and leaking cum everywhere. lol.
He concluded the massage by stimulating by nipples by caressing them with one hand and giving me hand relief with the other. It didnt take long at all the moment he grabbed my dick for me to shoot out ropes of cum, maybe less than a minute.
I kept coming around for "massages" and he kept giving them to me, each time he slowly and very strategically progressed with what he did to me, what I did to him and what we did together. In many ways it was beautiful, safe and enjoyable.
Fast forward a few months, I could come over for a quickie when he needed to fuck and I had the urge to be fucked. It got to the stage we were fucking almost once every couple of days or so. It was pretty easy back then to hook up, he lived on his own and I would sneak over to the back of his house. Most times we had sex for less than half an hour. Occassionally I would take an afternoon nap with him before heading home.
I knew he had a lot to lose if our hookups were ever found out, I think this made the sex more dangerous, exciting and enjoyable each time.
With all that said looking back maybe I was subconciously exploring.