Two questions that I have gotten a few times from other bi and bi-curious people in my PMs are: What was my first time with a guy? and: What made me decide to “go for it”? And though the answer to the first question is quiet lengthy (and the subject of this entry), the answer to the second is quite easy: It was the first time that I ever looked at a guy and felt that intense and unmistakable desire that comes from the immediate need for another man’s cock.
I was 20 years old at the time, on summer break from college and living in the guest house of a wealthy business partner of my Uncle’s while making minimum wage working for a local landscaping company. Having spent the majority of my spring semester studying, writing papers, gaming, smoking and drinking, I started my summer a bit out of shape. However, after a month of manual outdoor labor and spending my free time hiking, swimming, climbing, I got in some of the best shape of my life in a hurry. My normally pale skin had even darkened a bit from all the shirtless days working and playing in the sun.