*** This is based on a true story; therefore, some names have been changed. ***
Until that fateful night, I've never considered myself to be either gay or bisexual. But now, I'm wondering whether I was wrong in thinking that I was a straight guy.
It all started when me and my sister spent a week at my aunt's house. They had a boarder there, Chris. He wasn't that much of the athletic type - a bit on the chunky side, actually, with a slight beer belly. Since there wasn't enough room in my aunt's house, my sister was assigned to my aunt's room and I was given the extra bed in Chris's room.
One day, I was looking for something to read when Chris called me over to his room. "Hey Sparky!" he called. "I wanna show you something!"
Having nothing better to do, I went over to his room. I saw that the VCR was running and I asked him, "Wat'cha watching?"
"Come and watch with me," he replied, smirking.
So I went over and pulled up a chair. And gasped. It was a porn film. As I watched the naked bodies onscreen do various things to each other, my penis began to spring to life. Chris noticed this and said, "You sure are enjoying this film, huh?"
"Wh-what, me? no, of course not! Gross!" I said, and went out of his room, a bit red-faced, not because of the movie, but because Chris saw me getting aroused by it.
Later that night, my sister went out with her boyfriend, and asked Chris to come with them. I didn't want to go because I said I had a mild case of stomachache, and didn't want to ruin their date. Of course, I had a very different reason for not going with them. As soon as they were gone, I checked on my aunt's bedroom first to see what they were doing. I quietly opened their door and saw that they were already fast asleep. Silent as a cat, I closed their door and went back to Chris's room. I turned on the TV and VCR, and lay back in my bed, while watching the naked bodies. I stroked and pulled at my raging hardon and came all over my body. Not bothering to wipe, I turned the TV and VCR off and went to sleep.
About two hours later, I was awakened by a sound from the door. I looked up sleepily, and saw that it was Chris. From the smell that emanated from him, I realized he was drunk. I lay back down, but Chris went over to my bed and shook me.