This may seem trivial compared to some confessions here but i believe what happened to me shaped my sexuality, I was Eight and on a day trip to the coast with my family we often went to the same place as we enjoyed the beach there, On one occasion i was in despirate need for the toilet so i hurried off the beach to the mens toilets as i entered it was quiet with only one man at the urinal, Hurridly i stepped up to the urinal pulled the fron of my trunks down and peed with much relief as i finished i heard the mans gruff voice say "hey kid look!" i turned my head and saw he was standing facing me with his dick in his hand it looked red and stiff as he stroked it while looking at me he hissed "lemme see it lemme see it" puzzled i was rooted to the spot as he came closer peering down at my crotch as i let go the last drops of pee, He reached out as if to touch me but he heard someone coming in he zipped up and was gone, I never told anyone about it but it stayed with me and later i weaved a fantasy around it as i entered my teens imagining what he would have done had no one came in etc, That was when i started to experiment with other boys and to this day i'm sure he sparked my interest in other men.