Although I must say, I'm still floored by the whole shaking the penis in the face thing as a joke. And just how far does that go? Do straight guys take it a step further and give spritzers? This is shocking me.

I'm naive, what's a spritzer?

The times I've seen the sahking/flashing done was when my HS buddies and I wondered who was circumsiced and who wasn't.

That lead to everyone showing each other their tool.

Later, it was as to who had the biggest one. Word got out and soon every girl wanted to be with THAT guy.

Well I have hesistated about sharing my story but I am going to go ahead. I have shared so much of my life, why not this.

As most of you know I am officially a bisexual man now, but what some of you don't know is that my time with a man a few months back was not actually my first time with a man - but it is my first time with a man in since I was 19 years old - almost 22 years ago now.

When I was 15 years old, I was dating my best friends sister who was 16 at the time. She was my first sexual encounter with a woman. I lost my virginity to her that year. I thought everything was hunky dory in my life even though I did find myself watching their older brother (he was 19 at the time) alot. I had done that for several years after my hormones started kicking in. I had seen him naked several times, since he and his brother shared a room and I stayed at their house a lot.

Anyway as I said I found myself watching him and I would think about him, but I just never thought of ever exploring that. Me and the sister were very happy together and sex was very good with her.

Their brother also fascinated me because he was the envy of every girl's eye at school and in the neighborhood, and I knew he was sleeping with many of them. He already had one child from a girl he knocked and would not marry. Well things changed one day when I went to my best friends house to see if he wanted to go play tennis. No one was home but the older brother who was naked looking at porn and doing what guys do when they look at porn. To make a long story short, we ended up having sex that day and he made me his bottom boy. It was his first time with a guy too and believe me after some other later encounters with guys, I can honestly say that it was. It was nice, but you could definitely tell he didn't know the difference between a guy's bottom and girl's vagina.

Anyway even though I was having sex with both the sister and the brother, I feel hard for the brother for some reason. I gave up the sister and the sex with her and only had sex with the brother anytime he wanted it. Of course I never got any of his other time. If I ever suggested we see a movie just as friends or anything that was out of the question. I was just a sex piece for him. I did that for 2 years until I turned 17 and he was 21. In the meantime he got another girl pregnant, did not marry her. Then at 21, he got a girl pregnant who was underage, and the dad made him marry her to go to jail for statuatory rape.

Of course I was heartbroken that it seemed like our "relationship" was over. I actually thought we had one. Well he would even call after he got married (esp during the last months of her pregnancy). I did in the meantime have a couple of other one time encounters with a couple of other guys - one who did want to pursue something but I was too hung up on him. I also dated some other girls and had sex with them. I enjoyed it with both even then.

Well finally at 18, I learned my lesson about this straight guy. He was still calling when he wanted sex. Even after all this time that is all it was too was just sex. There was no foreplay and definitely no kissing. He was married and they had 2 kids by this time. Yes she got pregnant right after the other one. Making it his 4th child. Well lo and behold the wife and I were both surprised when we found out he had gotten another girl pregnant too. This guy couldn't be faithful if his life depended on it. I finally woke up for some reason and realized there was no future in this. I left for college out of town and I can't say I immediately forgot about him, but I eventually did.

On the first day of college I met the woman I was to marry. That was when I was 18. I dated a few other girls at first - no guys at college at all. Then my future wife and I dated exclusively and started an exclusive sexual relationship together. I only strayed once and that was my last time with a guy or girl until many years later. That was when I was 19 and it was with my college roommate. He was a str8 guy too and he and I got drunk one night. And sort of like the other story that has been told. The next morning after it, he got up and left and he and I never even spoke again about it. He got married (eloped) the next week and is still married to her today.

Anyway I got married right after college was out that year. She and I had 3 kids together, but after 18 years (when I was 38) we just couldn't make it any longer. We departed as friends and still are to this day. She never knew anything about my past with guys and still doesn't to this day. I never once cheated on her during our married life. And even the first year we were apart I didn't. I thought we might get back together.

I thought about my bi past, but until a few months ago never acted on it.

So anyway I can relate to the straight guy thing. I fell hard for a str8 guy or whatever you want to call him. He always said I was his only guy, but with him who knows if even that is true.

Str8 guys sure can be heartbreakers though.

You probably have one of the most...I don't know what the word is...realistic, maybe? Wait no, relatable is the word! I think several of the things that happened to you happy to me as well.

Falling for older straight guys has always been a problem with me LOL

As a matter of fact, it goes all the way back to elementary school. My mom didn't get off from work until an hour and a half after my school ended, and my father got home later than that, so in the second grade I was enrolled in a little after-school thing where everyone who had parents who worked late could stay at school and do homework, watch movies, play games, etc, until their parent came to pick them up or whatever.

Well, it was ran by the PTA, so the children of the parents running it also stayed afteer school. One of the parents had a son who attended the local middle school and was in the fourth grade. I never really understood how he got to the elementary school everyday, but that's really not the point and I really didn't care. That bastard was HOT.

For some reason, I always encounters with my older straight guys in the bathroom. I will never remember that day long, long ago when I went to pee and he was in there washing his hands (we were [!@#$%^&*] with finger paints that day - I know, how immature, I was only 7 then, yet I still thought it was immature!). But anyway, he came to the urinal I was at and he goes "That's small."

And even at seven years old, I was still a dirty old person. I politely said "Well maybe we should compare."

"Another life," he said, smiling, winking, and walking away, sublty shaking his fourth grade ass the whole time.

Now you're probably wondering why I'm harping on something that happened nine years ago. Well, this past school year, when we started going to the high school (for some stupid, idiotic reason, they keep the ninth grade at junior high), I happened to encounter that sexy guy in the hallway. He was a senior this year. He was on the baseball team too, and I don't know what it is, but I just have a THING for baseball players. I love them.

But anyway, I saw every day going to second hour during the second semester. He would be walking with his girlfriend, but some days, I noticed him smiling at me. Maybe he didn't remember all of the shameless flirtation I threw at him in elementary school and was only being a friendly. Or maybe he was expecting me to remind him that he needed to show me his...you-know-what.

He's graduated now, but if I ever encounter him in a bathroom every again, trust me, I will definitely let him know! It's probably been very much worth the wait!

Anyway, if the sex was good, it would be hard to let him go. But if a guy played me like that, I'm not sure if I'd be so nice in even contemplating the second chance. Or even friendship.

The sex was unbelievably good. He even, um, went down on my, um, anal area. TMI, I know, but I thought I needed to disclose that. Yeah, there are so many sides to his thing. A part of me wants to get back with him as if nothing happened, another part wants to murder him, and another part of me wants to be solely friends with him again. I'm just in a shaky situation that I wished that I was ever in.

And avoid having sex with him if he makes you feel like crap about it later.

Haven't had sex with him since that one night.

And furthermore, don't let your weight, what you think is your social ineptitude, or other things you view as shortcomings get in the way of you making good grades and enjoying your college experience.

It took about a year for me to get the ball rolling on my life, but once I did, it was fantastic. Make sure you talk to lots of people on campus. That is the BEST way to get a social network going. It works with some, not with others. And don't feel like you have to justify yourself, your sexuality, or who you are to anyone. You are you for a reason.

Your backbone gets alot stronger when you get older, kid. You'll know what you can take, what you can't, and you'll be able to walk in a room and tell anyone what you think. Just be yourself and remain confident.

Thanks sooo much for that. It's the kind of pick up that I needed, since I haven't told anyone about this and my friends just don't understand this at all.