It turns out that last week was not the first time that John Travolta has allegedly introduced himself to a male stranger , at the gym, where they were alone, together, at three in the morning. A commenter points out that the original Reddit thread contains a few other stories detailing Travolta's late night gym escapades. Let's start with the most benign of the two tales. Reddit user deweyredman wrote in the thread that he too was approached by Travolta, at the gym, where they were alone, together: "Happened to me too a while back
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My First Gay Experience – Redheaded Mo.
Paul started calling himself Results-Oriented around the time we had our first foursome with a straight-presenting, queer-identified couple. For the most part, we engaged in heterosexual and lesbian activities, but at one point, I let it slip that watching two men together has always been one of my top turn-ons. Our male partner looked up with excitement and climbed on top of Paul. Once he obtained consent, he gave Paul a long and thorough blowjob that finished in climax. That was the first — but not the only — time Paul has engaged in sexual activity with a man. A Pew Research study released earlier this summer found that only 28 percent of self-identified bisexual people are out to their close friends and family. It is believed that this is a consequence of the culture of biphobia that pervades both straight and gay communities, where bisexual people are perceived as being confused, deceptive, or just plain greedy.
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This is clearly not the case, especially for those people who consider themselves versatile HIYA. But it ought not to be impossible to sexually switch things up. Sure, people have a preference, but now could be the perfect time to escape the top or bottom prison you live in.
I was 19 when I first had full-on sex with another man. I was at college, living in dorms, and the experience—aside from the usual horrifying awkwardness and somewhat spontaneity of the occasion—was completely and utterly unremarkable aside from one thing: the guy I slept with identified as straight. It was late or early, depending on your outlook on the world when I was joined by the boy who was living in the room next to mine, way back on the other side of the building. He was clearly intoxicated, but it was a party after all and who was I, quite drunk myself, to judge. The minutiae of exactly how things developed from us being together in that room to us having slightly unsuccessful sex in a bathroom in a different corridor have since escaped me.