"I'm not gay enough to identify as gay, but I would enjoy the occasional fling."

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"Verdict: Girls are softer, cuddlier, and don't have stubble (my face was fucking shredded). Anal is not for me, blowjobs are not my thing, but guys are pretty damn good at giving them. Do I regret it? Not at all. I now know 100% that I am very, very straight."

"Analytic to the end (no pun intended), I was the first to leave. I wish I had a good reason, but the fact is, people were starting to pair up; I might be left with another guy as a partner, and I’d had my fill of stubble. What a funny memory, all these years later."

"He's now, at 29, living a straight life with a girlfriend. I'm still single, but the only penetrative sex I've had has been with the female variety. I do think I could have sex with a male. Like, the thought doesn't put me off, but I find it harder to be attracted to men than to women."

"We set up a meeting at his place after agreeing on what we were going to do. He knew I was a first-timer and agreed to stop if I didn't like it. So I went. It was...interesting. He started by sucking me, but I was only able to get hard by closing my eyes and imagining that it was a girl I knew doing the sucking. I guess I lasted too long for him (I couldn't come), so he offered to let me fuck him. I agreed, but when I saw him lying on the bed naked...I lost my interest and could not get hard again. So, we both stopped, got dressed, made awkward small talk, and then I left. Not my cup of tea, I guess."

"He said he wanted to see it, and I was kind of high, so I was like, 'Whatever,' and pulled it out. He asked if he could jerk me off, and I said okay. I let him do it for about a minute, but I just wasn't into it. He wanted to blow me, and I said no and then left. So that's the gayest thing I have ever done. I confirmed what I already knew, and that's that I love women."

"So there I am playing with his nipples from behind, him giving out tiny sighs and moans of relaxed pleasure, when I suddenly realise I'm hard. I get freaked out and stop, turning around to hide my growing boner and pretending to search for something on the bed when I feel his hands on my back. He presses close to me and voila! I feel boner through his track pants. I hesitate and reach behind for it, and he moves down from my back to my chest and then lower. We slowly jacked each other off and never spoke about it again. This seems like something straight out of a porno, but yeah... There it is! He got a girlfriend the next year, and I've since reconsidered my 'straightness.'"

"A couple of years go by, it happens again, truth or dare escalates to oral sex, and this time we go nuts. I think this time we were excited for it in a way earlier, when we would do oral, it would be for 15-second 'dares,' now it was going on for a longer period of time. Until we reached a point where we were like, 'Alright, do you just want to finish off?' I did him first and he came in my mouth, the plan was to spit it out, but I felt if I did that I might throw up (it had gagged me) so I swallowed. But when we were trying to get me off, I don't know if I got turned off, or if he just wasn't good at it, but I was never able to.

I'm straight. I am in no way attracted to men. But I will admit that I loved that experience in my teens, and I don't regret it. I'm kind of disappointed I never knew what it was like to orgasm from a guy, but at the same time, I'm fine with it."

"Since then, though, I haven't thought about being with a man much. There you go. There was my gay experience."

"I still walk through the world thinking only of women, but occasionally I still fantasize about the sex we had. I don't regret it or feel bad about it. It's difficult to be bisexual and have two completely different things going on in your mind.

90% of the time, I want women. However, there is certainly the urge to indulge in the other 10%. Ideally, I would like to have both, but I know that the scenario is unlikely.

The sad part is that I think that lots of men out there are like me and can't really be honest with everyone about what they like. I'm not gay enough to identify as gay, but I would enjoy the occasional fling. I dunno, I hope that other people might read this and relate."

"As the movie neared its end, I kept massaging myself, and my friend let me know that it was okay if I wanted to 'take it out.' I pulled down the waistband of my pants and stroked my cock slowly for him. After a few minutes, I looked up and in his eyes, and he took over stroking my cock for me. It felt amazing to have someone else hand-stroking me in my living room as the movie's end credits played.

After a few minutes of stroking me, my friend asks me if it's okay if he sucked me. I agreed, and he got down on his knees and gave me about 10 minutes of great head, with me finishing in his mouth.

I had that instant post-orgasm regret/panic feeling, but he laughed at me in a reassuring way and said it's not a big deal, and I'm not the first straight guy he's sucked off.

He and I are still close friends, and we still fool around together once every few weeks. It's awesome to have a friend you can text whenever you want some amazing head."

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