Other than a couple of fumbling as a teenager I regarded myself as straight. However a few weeks ago I got chatting to a young guy in the pub and it became obvious he was gay and was up for some fun if I wanted it. Sadly I did not rise to the possibility and the chance was missed. I have been regretting that since and have returned to the pub regularly in the hope of reconnecting but so far to no avail. Still hopeful though that he, or a nice substitute, might appear for some enjoyable meets. Imagine initially mutual wants but progressing to sucks and if compatible t[ the ultimate where he pops my cherry. After all somebody has to have the honour of doing it.
