It all went back to a shared shower when I was about ten. My dad and I were standing in a hotel shower together trying to wash off before bed. Dad got hard and so did I. I reached out to feel his cock and he smiled for a moment before gently moving my hand away. I had already fooled around with some of my friends so I knew that I liked cock, but until now I had never fooled around with a grown man's penis. In retrospect, I know that Dad's cock wasn't massive or anything, but at the time it seemed huge in comparison to my little two-inch thingie. His was at least six inches long, about five inches around (I could barely get my hand around it), and about an inch and a half wide at the widest part. He had a lot of dark pubic hair and heavy nuts which hung neatly beneath his cock.

That night as we lay in the hotel bed together, I reached to play with Dad's cock again. This time he let me do it for a little longer, maybe ten or twelve seconds, before he firmly moved my hand away and told me that little boys absolutely do NOT do that with their fathers. I was crushed with disappointment but I never tried anything with him again after that.

I did continue to play with my friends though. Usually it would just be one kid and me alone somewhere, maybe in a backyard fort or in someone's bedroom or basement. We'd play with each other, rub our cocks together, and suck each other.

When I was 13 I met two brothers who knew a whole lot more about sex than I did, especially gay sex. One of them was 14 and the other was 12. They had oral and anal sex every night because they shared a bedroom. When I spent the night with the older one (Jeff), the younger one (Steven) was supposed to sleep on the couch, but instead he would come into the bedroom and fool around with both me and Jeff. We would all look at porn that we had stolen and then we'd take our cocks out and start sucking. Jeff would fuck Steven or me and I would fuck Jeff or Steven. Steven's penis was too small to fuck us with so we just sucked him a lot.

Anyway, after meeting those two I knew as much about gay sex as I thought I ever would. Towards the end of high school Jeff stopped hanging out with me, so I started looking around for other guys to fuck and suck. It was then that I discovered that not everybody is into fooling around with members of their own sex.

The rumors ran around school and I was pretty miserable, even though I had some good friends who helped me cope. I was even able to come out to my Dad and he took it pretty well. But when I graduated from high school, I picked a college far away where nobody knew me.

At college I could reinvent myself as a gay man. I had a lot of sex during my freshman year because there was a pretty good gay scene at that school, with an singles group, dances, and everything. Of course that was part of the reason I picked it.

While at college I discovered several new things. One was that I liked girls too. I was out drinking with a friend of mine who was a bi woman and she basically said, "Let's go back to my place and fool around," so we did and I really liked it. But I still liked guys better.

Something else that I discovered was that I had a talent for graphic design, art, and photography. It became my major and I threw myself into the work.

The other thing I discovered was porno shop gloryholes. Occasionally me and my friends would go into town to one of the porno shops, look at the videos and toys, and go into different booths and watch the porn. We all jacked off to the porn too but we didn't discuss that too much. We mostly kidded each other about it..........(cont)