I was a runner, and I was fast, so the local college track team was a natural for me and I seemed to fit right in with the athletic profile. But along with that profile came some things I never took into consideration when wanting to be part of that life.
Locker rooms, showers, and lots of young men just like myself, hormones going crazy and energy that just won't quit.
The first inkling that I was in a different world happened when I made a mistake in practice and had to stay after and run sprints for a half hour. By the time I finished and got in the locker room it was empty. As I got ready to shower I could hear a shower running so at least someone was there. As I approached the corner I heard moaning and stopped, listening,, and as I peaked around the corner I see these two guys in the shower and one is on his knees getting his face fucked real good.
The guy standing has him against the wall and has both hands on the other guys head. As I backed away I heard a voice say, "Take it bitch, swallow it all."
I didn't even change. I quietly got my clothes and got the hell out of there before they came out and changed out behind the building.
But what I saw stuck with me like glue. I thought about it all night and when I jacked off that night I thought about it. Instead of a girl, I thought about sucking a cock, and I came hard, so hard that the first spurt hit my cheek. As I lay there breathing with cum all over me before I knew it, I had wiped that cum off my cheek and into my mouth. I actually tasted myself for the first time and then sucked my finger.
I fought it after that. I went to only hetero websites and made sure I wasn't in that locker room alone. But that image was still there in my mind.
When I watched porn of some girl getting drilled or sucking a cock I was looking at the cock more than the pussy. And then one night when I was drunk I typed into my keyboard "gay69" and there it all was, or should I say "There I was".
I thought that I didn't want what I saw in that locker room, but those gay69 videos hit me like a lightning bolt that maybe I did. Now I just had to figure out how make that happen.
I saw the two guys so I knew who they were. The guy on his knees seemed ok, but the other guy was a real prick. So I tried and actually made friends with the nice guy, his name was Mike.
It took about a month before we were buddies and doing things together and then one day out of the blue he says, "Hey Jeff, I got a tent for my birthday last month and haven't had a chance to go camping yet. You want to go to the campground down by the beach this weekend? I was stunned, this was going to happen!