I am gay and all my friends had already been in a s***** encounter and I got jealous and wanted one myself. I downloaded grindr and ended up meeting with somebody. I was 16, he was 49. I felt so s*** but i just wanted to try it and so I went along with it. After we had s**, I left his house and cried my entire way home and I regret it hugely. Now everytime I have s**, or talk about it or anything with a s***** innuendo, I think about that time and I just hate myself for doing that
