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My 2 gay friends are kind of starting to get on my f****** nerves. I’m newly out. Well to them only but they’re pushing me to come out out. Its a guy at my school I told them I was attracted to & they told him. The past 4 days has been s***. They had him meet us at the mall. It was traumatic AF & embarrassing. They PUBLICLY announced to the surrounding strangers at the mall that they had a “new” member. So the guy I like literally comes out of f****** nowhere with a rose & a card trying to hand it to me. Everyone was staring. I didnt read the s***. I was So annoyed & embarrassed. Its like they only want new memebers to the community & couldnt give a s*** less about me as their friend who i should be able to confide in. And like wtf a rose? Im so confused . Does that mean they think I’m the feminine one? Or wtf? When I say im new to this.. I no idea wtf all these gesture mean. Ive been straight up until now so. So confused.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.