I guess I always kind of had a ‘thing’ for guys. To call me gay would be a lie, but There was always some sort of attraction to boys my age, although I wouldn’t gaze at them in lust, or undress them with my eyes like I did some of the girls in my school…every now and then when I would be jacking off in the privacy of my bedroom, the thought of one of my male friends might pop into my head and get me very excited.
Although I had a prior experience with a guy, when I was younger…it’s not much to tell so I’m going to tell a more recent story.

Last summer, me and my friends were going through the ‘pot smoking phase’ and it seemed to be all we would do. We would sit in a room on a couch all day and get high and listen to music and philosophize about a bunch of stupid things we thought were cool at the time. There were usually three or four of us there, and we would just hang out all day.

The story starts at night, we were in a fairly pitch black room, and had just got done smoking. Me and Justin were sitting on a couch, while two of our other friends were sitting on opposite sides of the rooms in different chairs. After a few minutes of talking we decided to crank up the music and just sit back and get into it.

After a while of this…the thoughts started racing in my head about sex, like any other 15 year old boy…this was something that came to me very very often.