How I Knew

When we were young, lots of boys would get hard in gym class, and I would always look. Others would make fun of us with hard cocks, but I just stared. In the summer while hanging out with friends, we would talk about seeing naked girls. I played along but wasn’t interested. I would peek in on my mom and sisters, but did nothing for me.

One day I saw my parents having sex, and couldn’t stop staring at my dad’s cock. It looked huge, and I wanted it. I played with myself non stop with it burned in my brain.

When I finally went to college, I was used by one of my professors, and I loved it. He gave me all the cock I wanted.

Never had my dad, but I knew that day I saw him, I was gay.