I'm a 25 year-old straight guy. Last month, I was in the locker room at the gym I belong to. It was 4 AM and I was the only one around. I was getting ready to leave, packing up my gym bag when I noticed someone out of the corner of my eye exiting the showers. He kinda caught me looking (he was very well-endowed). I quickly turned my head back towards my locker, embarrassed at what had just happened. I couldn't see the guy but I could hear him at his locker around the corner from me. About 20 seconds later, he came around the corner and said, "Hey, how ya doin?" He was still naked and it was obvious that he was wondering if I was wanting to try something. (Trust me on this one—he was about 10 or 11 inches now!) Anyway, I didn't know what to think so I just got the hell out of there as fast as I could. I've never been with a guy before. For the past 3 weeks or so, I've been thinking about what happened. Can't stop thinking about it. I kinda wish I hadn't left so fast. I guess I'm really turned on by the size and curious about maybe trying oral? That's all I'm curious about trying, nothing else. I still am way more attracted to girls than guys but can't shake these thoughts. I know I'm not gay. What do you think?
Panic At The Dick, So?
My response after the jump...
I was wondering what happened to Joey from Friends.
Look, PATDS, you're clearly straight enough to continue identifying as straight. But as you learned in that locker room the other day, to get to straight (or stay at straight) you have to round yourself down the tiniest bit. (Or up the tiniest bit.) But you're now consciously aware that you're more than a little curious about dick and given the right set of circumstances (oral only) and the right dick (great big), you could hit/suck/stroke that.
Since that giant 4 AM dick wasn't your last chance at dick, PATDS, you didn't miss your only opportunity to explore your bisexual/heteroflexible/man-on-man desires. There are other dicks out there. Hell, you might get another chance at that dick. The next time opportunity presents itself—whether you leave that opportunity to chance (another encounter with the Locker Room Beast) or create your own opportunities (taking out a few NSA sex ads)—put your very limited interests (oral only) and even more limited experiences (none whatsoever) on the table and let the dude decide if he's in (your mouth).