This story is very similar to what happened to me and how I became interested in Bisexual experiences. Special thanks to younghrted2 for helping.
Sometimes a beginning happens without knowing it is a beginning.
Since Mike's step-parents were going to be out of town for the night, he came in from a late-night party a bit drunk, got undressed, and climbed in the shower. Little did he know, his house was being robbed.
The burglar came in the bathroom, caught a good look at Mike's naked body masturbating, and decided he wanted some sex with him.
Mike was not a body builder or athlete, but being very active, his body was in very decent shape; ladies had no problems with his looks or size.
The burglar made a noise to get Mikes' attention, and threatened him that any attempt to get away or struggle would cause unfortunate consequences.
Mike was frozen in fear with his hands still stuck on his cock, staring at the intruder.
The burglar pulled out his cock, looked Mike in the eyes and said, "Get on your knees and suck my cock."
Mike knelt down and unwillingly took the burglar's cock in his mouth; and even though he was extremely frightened, his thoughts started taking over some, and he was kind of getting a bit turned on.
After a few minutes of getting his cock sucked, the burglar made Mike stand up and turn around. He tied Mike's hands behind his back, using cord from the window shade, and started sucking Mike's cock hungrily until he unleashed a huge load of cum down his throat. Mike's head was spinning.
The burglar got up and made Mike spread his legs wide open and lean over the bathroom sink, then started licking and tongue-fucking Mike's ass.
Mike was thinking, "Oh my God, this feels so good!"
About that time the burglar got up, straddled over Mike's ass, and slowly but gently fucked him from behind, using baby oil from the bathroom counter to lubricate his cock.
The feelings were so intense, Mike didn't dare resist.
After the burglar left, Mike decided he'd better call the police; in case things got stolen, there would be a report on file for his step-parents to make insurance claims. The police arrived and took his statement, and then checked the house. Mike didn't tell them about the sex part, only that he interrupted a burglary in progress.
The burglar got away with nothing but some enjoyment at the expense of Mike. He was not really sure how he felt with what happened, but he was strong-willed and decided, 'Shit Happens.' I survived and nothing 'bad' really happened, or did it? and was ready to move on in life.
Beginnings Started.
Mike moved on after that incident, but sometimes thinking about it gave him moments of masturbatory bliss in the form of massive eruptions of cum all over the shower walls. The thought of being gay or bi-sexual was not an option for him. He dated girls only, enjoyed sex with them, and never thought anyway different. He had a good reputation amongst the ladies for the way he treated them, honestly and sensually, and had no problems getting sex when he wanted it.
He did well in High School, got a small scholarship and a nice grant, and was doing well in the local college taking Mechanical Studies. In his Junior year, he decided to buy and move into an old, small, quaint house with a wraparound front porch as an investment, since he had some inheritance money, and a good paying part-time job. And best yet, it was within walking distance of the college, and to where he worked, as well.