I'm 25, in a relationship with a gorgeous girl for the past 15 months but always been bi curious. I was sucked off once by a guy in a public toilet when i was 21 but didn't have it in me to blow him.

I was out last week for a friends birthday, got drunk and did the 'disappearing act' where you leave the bar without telling anybody. On my way home, I passed by a large gay area of the city centre which included bars and saunas. Being drunk and horny, the bi curious feelings came back and I plucked up the courage to go into the sauna to get fucked for the first time.

So I go in, heart racing, undress in the changing room and stick the towel round my waist. To paint a picture of myself, I'm 6'2, nice arms, average chest and stomach and quite handsome (if I do say so myself) but nothing extrodinary. It seems however that the men who frequent gay saunas are typically below average.

Therefore, I was the hot fresh meat in the place and could feel all eyes on me as I walked around to gather my bearings and try to come to terms with what I was going to do.

I was ideally looking for somebody good looking and my age but it seemed that was out of the question so I settled on a man who was slightly older and slightly overweight. He invited me into a room. I walked in without saying a word.

He instantly kissed me, which I responded by kissing back however I didn't like it. The bi curious side of me was only interesting in sucking dick and getting fucked, I didn't find men attractive and had no desire to kiss or cuddle.

I pull away from the kiss and drop to my knees. There it is, nothing impressive at all, a very average erect cock staring me in the face. I started blowing him. There was no taste, which surprised me, I expected a taste.

I sucked him for a while, not disliking it but not really enjoying it either. I pull away after and told him I wanted fucked, he said he's bottom and wanted fucked but being the 'hot meat' in the place, I got my wish.

I got on all fours and felt him spread lube on my ass and insert a finger. He then started to enter, the sheer pain went through my body was enough to make me jump forward involuntarily. He apologised and added more lube but it seemed me and my virgin ass wasn't up for it.

I sat up right and apologised that I couldn't go through with 'that'. He told me not to worry and tried to give me a hug, I declined. Although now in a sudden realisation of what I'm actually doing, I don't want to be there. However, I feel bad for this guy. Here he is, sat with his dick in his hand with puppy dog eyes. So I'm back on my knees blowing him out of empathy. He gives me a warning that he's about to cum so I pull away and he cums all over himself.

I sort of chat to him for a bit, explained why I was there and as a regular of the place, he says that they get my 'type' in all the time and he swears that ill be back.

I woke up feeling guilty for cheating on my lovely girlfriend but for some unknown reason, I would feel a lot more guilty if I had of cheated with a woman. I also woke up with a realisation though that I'm not bi at all. The thought of being with a man is still somewhat of a turn on, but it's the 'tabooness' of it that turns me on, not the physical act.

Thought I'd share my experience.