Stories of young guys first time

[luvhusky]

I love to hear about this. It seems my Latino buddies always have these stories. Like an uncle, a teacher etc. where they are young and discover someone and become a little hoe. I have heard these stories many times and it makes me crazy. I think because I was a late bloomer 

[+ Charlie]

HOW I LEARNED I WAS GAY.

I was 17 years old, and had stopped to use the men's room in the Port Authority bus terminal in Manhattan. Suddenly a note was thrust under the divider from the next stall: "Meet me outside." Curious, I left and was approached outside the men's room by a young man who emerged from the door. He looked to be in his early to mid 20s, and he introduced himself with a name that sounded vaguely foreign, possibly French.  He was cute, slender and a little taller than I was, with dark hair and a tiny mustache. He asked, "Are you gay?" but I didn't know the word except in its normal usage as a term for being happy, so I said yes. When he asked if I would like to go back to his place, I thought,"Why not?" I had never done anything sexual with anyone, but even though I had a steady girlfriend,  I already knew I was attracted to other males. So I went with him to a room he was renting in the East Village.

When he locked the door behind us, he asked, "What are you into?" I told him I didn't know,  so he told me to take off my clothes and get into bed, and he did the same. For the next couple of hours he introduced me to the basic sex acts: sucking and fucking, as both top and bottom. When we were finished and I was getting ready to leave, I said, "Wow! I didn't know these things were possible!" He gave me a puzzled look and said, "But you said you were gay?" I looked confused, as he realized that I didn't understand the term, and he had just initiated a neophyte.

[+ Charlie]

On 9/16/2025 at 9:42 AM, Charlie said:

HOW I LEARNED I WAS GAY.

I was 17 years old, and had stopped to use the men's room in the Port Authority bus terminal in Manhattan. Suddenly a note was thrust under the divider from the next stall: "Meet me outside." Curious, I left and was approached outside the men's room by a young man who emerged from the door. He looked to be in his early to mid 20s, and he introduced himself with a name that sounded vaguely foreign, possibly French.  He was cute, slender and a little taller than I was, with dark hair and a tiny mustache. He asked, "Are you gay?" but I didn't know the word except in its normal usage as a term for being happy, so I said yes. When he asked if I would like to go back to his place, I thought,"Why not?" I had never done anything sexual with anyone, but even though I had a steady girlfriend,  I already knew I was attracted to other males. So I went with him to a room he was renting in the East Village.

When he locked the door behind us, he asked, "What are you into?" I told him I didn't know,  so he told me to take off my clothes and get into bed, and he did the same. For the next couple of hours he introduced me to the basic sex acts: sucking and fucking, as both top and bottom. When we were finished and I was getting ready to leave, I said, "Wow! I didn't know these things were possible!" He gave me a puzzled look and said, "But you said you were gay?" I looked confused, as he realized that I didn't understand the term, and he had just initiated a neophyte.

As I think about that story, it occurs to me that younger readers here may not realize that sixty years ago "gay" was basically a secret code word that active male homosexuals used to describe themselves. There was no "gay community" in the current sense. Nowadays every American teenager of whatever orientation knows what it means.

[+ nycman]

On 9/16/2025 at 12:42 PM, Charlie said:

I was 17 years old,….

So, a few decades before you brought the tablets down from Mount Sinai?

 

grin

 

[wsc]

1 hour ago, nycman said:

So, a few decades before you brought the tablets down from Mount Sinai?

 

grin

 

From the initial post and first meeting description, it sounds more like Eleanor of Aquitaine (Katherine Hepburn in the The Lion in Winter) describing her first time with a young Henry II - We shattered the commandments on the spot. (Eleanor was still married to King Louis of France at the time.)