For a short period of time in my early teens, when my best (and only) friend and I were starting to discover sexuality, we blew each other every so often. Neither of us is gay, and I don't see myself as a bisexual either, for that matter. I don't think it was experimentation. I think it was just that we lived in the middle of nowhere, were constantly bored, and the Internet and stuff like that didn't exist for regular consumers, so it was a combination of that and needing to do something about that hard-on.
I have to say I'm not ashamed of it, nor is it uncomfortable to talk about. It's just one of those things, part of growing up.
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