This happened quite a few years ago when I was 19. Up until this event, I was pretty bi-curious but, coming from a small country village, didn’t have the means or ability to explore that curiosity. This happened my first year at uni.
I’d done my best from starting at Uni to be a social butterfly. I accepted any and all invites to party, spent probably far too much time in the pub and I made a lot of friends. There was one, we’ll call him Rick, who I was especially enamoured with. He was tall, muscly, with a little chin beard and long hair. We struck up a great friendship but I never had the courage to tell him just how attracted to him I was. I, for the sake of comparison, was a clear 6 inches shorter than him, rather slim and basically his exact opposite.