First gay encounter

I never really understood the term "Gay Encounter" or "Same-Sex Encounter". It always seemed like a phrase with a negative/not normal connotation.

Close Encounters of the Gay Kind. Or something.

EDIT: and to clarify to the OP, it's nothing about not knowing English that well, it's a term I hear a lot. xD

 

Your going through exactly what I'm going through, and I'm also 17. So you are not alone in this.
I too have yet to have that first gay encounter, although I'm very eager to get into a relationship, which could possibly lead to something further.
Currently I'm eye balling and constantly thinking about this one guy from my school, hopefully i can make something out of it!

Anyone in your area that your currently eye balling?

 

My first gay encounter was with a young gay man i want to school with
he wanted a hug cause he was having a bad day and i hugged him this is when i was questioning my sexuality

 

I was at a triple graduation party (that is to say, it was celebrating three graduates), when the boyfriend of one of the graduates came up with the idea to invite his roommate over to the party to participate in the "festivities". (They smoked weed. I didn't partake, but it was amusing to watch.) We didn't talk much until I started playing Rush for them, at which point he turned to me wide-eyed and said, "I love Rush!" That was pretty much the extent of our conversations, actually. :lol: I thought he was pretty hot then (certainly the hottest one there), but I didn't think anything of it.

He later friend requested me on Facebook, then asked me if I wanted to hang out some time to watch a rare-ish Rush documentary he had found at a store. He came over, we watched it, we talked about stuff, we found out we had a lot in common, and we bonded more strongly than I expected. I remember finding myself thinking, "Damn, why isn't he gay?"

Some time later, he posted one of those "Like this if I'm a good friend, poke me if you think I'm attractive, comment if we have good memories, etc." type statuses on Facebook. I considered poking him, but I didn't want to make things awkward between us, so I didn't. I did copy the status and post it myself, though, just for shiggles, but this chain of events to a turn for the unexpected when he poked me after posting it. Being the cautious, doubtful type, I messaged him to ask him, "Did you mean to say that you think I'm attractive?" He said yes, and after a long, difficult summer of us getting to know each other (he was almost always sick of sleep deprived when we saw each other), him saying no to a relationship at the end of the summer, him having a change of heart a bit into that fall semester, a lot of talking on the phone, a date, a lot more talking on the phone (we lived pretty far apart, so we got to know each other mostly by talking on the phone), and him coming up to my campus to visit so I could help him with his economics homework, and while we were staying up that first night, it happened. And it was magical. I'm having ecstatic flashbacks to it just writing this.

Take heart, kids. It's hard to wait for the right one to have your first encounter with, rather than lowering your standards and going for a hook-up, but if you do, your first time will be that much more fantastic, and the memories will be that much better.

 

I jacked a guy off in a basement and licked another one's nips.

Yes kids, it's every bit as exciting as it sounds.

Listen to Gamer and be patient.

 

My first was with my sister's best friend (who was gay). We were in choir together and hung out. I was a freshman and he was a senior. We didn't do anything except talk and I held his hand once. I wasn't sure then (and still am not sure) about my sexuality.

 

I'd been out for years, so it wasn't my first meeting with someone gay, or the first time I'd kissed a girl. However, it was really the first time I knew, just had complete certainty, that I was where I wanted to be. I'd been on a few semi-dates (more like one-on-one hangouts, really) with a girl I'd met online. We had amazing friend chemistry and I did have feelings for her, but this time, I'd gone into it thinking "we're friends, I'm not going to push for anything else, whatever will be will be". Turned out that was the day that our friend chemistry really seemed to translate to romantic chemistry, we'd been cuddling and holding hands and just loving each other's company. At the end of the night it was totally natural for me to ask if I could kiss her goodbye, and she said yes without a second's hesitation. We didn't end up working out, sadly, but that day and specifically that kiss goodbye was really the first time I've had utter confidence that something was right.

 

No offense indeed. That's really what happened. I'm highlighting the rather inane nature of it.

 

I pulled my 1973 VW Beetle off the side of Interstate 10 somewhere in Arizona, pulled out an old blanket, put it on the ground a bit away from the highway, took my clothes off, made out, and had oral sex with a hitchhiker.

In retrospect, it wasn't that great. We were both complete virgins, and so neither of us knew what the hell we were doing. I've since compared it to "two buses repeatedly ramming into each other". At the time, it was exceptionally hot and enjoyable.

Lex

 

I gave a guy a blow job, Then he cried. Not the most magical moment of my life, But it could've been worse.

 

What? Why?

 

omg such funny cute stories
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I had my first kiss with my best friend when I was 11. I told him I was gay and he kissed me straight after , he thought he was bi at the time but now he's sure he's gay. It was only for a minute but it was great

 

My first girl-on-girl kiss was with my friend, A, in a game of gay chicken, at a bar. haha. We both reckoned we would never lose at gay chicken and decided to test the theory. It was a pretty good kiss as well.