==== First Time Experiences ====

I was about 16 or 17, a guy which I was attracted to knocked at my 
door. He had a disagreement at home and needed a place to spend the 
night.

I was on my own by that time, and we were the only ones in the 
apartment. I did not know he was gay and I don't think he knew I was 
but I never asked. He was going to take the other bed in my room the 
only bedroom in the apartment. He stripped to his jockey shorts and 
as he stepped quickly across the room to his bed it was obvious that 
he was well endowed and excited. The bulge was enormous, it stood 
out so much that I remarked about the size of it. We pulled back 
the covers and climbed into bed and the conversation turned to sex. 
Soon he had the covers back and was massaging it gently. Can't 
remember the exact way it all came about after that be we were soon 
engaged in mutual oral sex. After that he would stop by from time to 
time to spend the night. I always enjoyed his visits and I never knew 
he was coming until he knocked at the door.  I wonder where he is now.




My first experience is rather similar.  I was living in West Texas, 
panhandle to those that know the area, and I had a very close friend 
that I ran around with starting when we were about 8 years old.  As 
we grew older and grew to our teens, 12 or 13, we were naturally 
curious about sex and masturbated together often.  The fun thing was 
the different places that we find to do it, once on the roof of our 
Junior High School well after midnight.  Those times did not involve 
touching each other as I think the personal excitement was the only
thing on our minds.

As we became older, I guess around 16 to 17, the idea of further 
sexual action, i.e. oral, anal, and kissing, started to arise.  I 
can remember the first time we tried anal sex.  We were out on a 
camping trip, just the two of us and we had just pitched a tent at 
a lake some miles from town.  We had air mattresses and were getting 
comfortable in the sleeping bags when he made the statement that 
it seemed that we could enjoy having anal intercourse if we could 
figure out how to do it.  Seem rather funny now but at 16 years 
old I can remember we really had no idea how to work the positions.  
Needless to say we accomplished it and he really enjoyed being 
on the receiving end but I found it to hurt too much so after that 
I was always the one on top. 

A couple of years later, after I had moved back to Dallas from West 
Texas, I was visiting him and his mother found a gay porno book in 
my suitcase and started putting peaces together from the previous 
suspicions she had.  She call me into their house and call me a 
sick little homosexual and said that I could be a bad influence 
on her "Non-Homosexual" son.  < Wonder how she figured that he 
was not and I was if she believed that we were both doing something >.
Anyway I was banished from the house and had to have my mother pick 
me up from the friends she was staying at.  She asked me what had 
happened and I explained.  She just asked me if I was and I said 
I didn't know.  In 1979 it was hard for me to know.   I've only 
seen him once since Mothers do get paranoid don't they...they 
just don't understand that either you are or your not and that 
people don't really get converted. If you are not gay or bi you 
are just not interested. How long ago was it that you saw him, and
did you discuss what happened.