My relationship with Dave slowly cooled off over the next few months as he went deeper into the gay lifestyle. As much as I enjoyed sex with him, I was not ready to come out of the closet. Dave was hanging with a group of what I considered weird friends, and I was alienated from that whole scene. Then I met my present wife, Carol, and I instantly went from homosexual to bisexual. I still was turned on by cock, but oh, her...

Dave and I had several more oral sessions as we grew out of our teens, but then I went off to college, and we saw each other less. I had a girlfriend, but she never got me as sexually aroused as Dave had. I often had to imagine being with Dave while fucking her in order to experience orgasm. And she would never suck me off. My frequent masturbation sessions were usually about sucking Dave’s cock. I was not ready to embrac...

Back home after our experience at the fair, I found myself nervous about seeing Dave again. Would things be different? Would we still be friends? Was he a ‘homosexual’ as we innocently called them in those days? And most troubling, why were my horny memories of Dave and me blowing each other still so strong? Why did I have this urge to masturbate when the images of Dave sucking me kept recurring to me? Was I bi, or curiou...

Now that I have aged into my golden years, I can look back and see the events and subconscious desires that were lurking under my acquired personality of straight heterosexuality. This is the story of how I grew into my homosexuality over time. When I was in my early twenties, homophobia at that time was rampant and firmly entrenched in my mind. What made me horny was really just my own genitalia. Nudity and fondling my c...