Many years ago, I was seduced and fucked by another man. Over the years, I have often wondered, why me? That fucking changed me forever.
I was a shy young man that had wondered into an unfamiliar establishment without realizing it was a gay bar.
I had barely started drinking a beer, when a nice-looking middle-aged gent asked me if he could join me at my table. I said yes, and he sat down.
We were having a nice conversation, and getting acquainted, when he asked, "Are you gay?"
To say I was stunned, would be an understatement. I was a virgin in the biblical sense, but never considered myself gay.
I stammered and tried to speak, but words just would not come out. Then he said, "I think you are not sure, at your age many young men are confused."
Finally, I blurted out, "I'm not gay." The gent just smiled.
His smile was a knowing smile. He must have sensed there were seeds of homosexuality in me that had yet to germinate.
Then, I felt his hand on my knee under the table. He began rubbing my inner thigh causing me to jerk. A warm feeling came over me. The thought ran through my mind that he was trying to seduce me. Something I was not sure I wanted.
His hand reached my crotch and he began massaging my hardening cock. I had no-control, I was definitely developing a stiffy. I had not masturbated in days, and my cock and balls needed release. To my shock and surprise, I suddenly came in my pants. The quick orgasm, was hard and wonderful.
Since it was obvious I had orgasmed. His smile broadened. He was grinning from ear to ear. I excused myself, and headed for the restroom. I needed to clean up and regroup.
Once in the restroom, I dropped my pants and began cleaning up. I was engrossed in the cleaning up process, when I felt a hand on my back bending me over.
