I Was Seduced By A Gay Man When I Was 16

This happened in the prairies. I want to get it off of my chest. I am in my 40s and have been in a long term relationship, good job, kids all of that. A typical middle class man who seems to be doing well but who has a secret he needs to get off of his chest.

I was 16. Very straight and I hung around with friends who were not gay or bi. As with most 16 year old males all I was interested in was girls. Although I am attractive in that girls have always fallen all over me, I was not seeing anyone, nor had I slept with a woman. That creates a lot of frustration. Not out of control, ************ is a wonderful thing.

I was working at a retail store and was approached by a man who I would guess was in his late 30s or early 40s at the time. I had just turned 16. The man spent a lot of time with me asking me questions about the merchandise. I had no idea he was gay. I had no idea that he was scouting me out for seduction. I did not see anything coming. He ran a DJ business. He asked if I would like a job helping him setting up his equipment when he had gigs. I was very entrepreneurial and simply did not turn jobs down. I said I was interested and he took my name and number.

He called and asked me to come to his house for an interview. It was a little weird, although he was in his late 30s or early 40s, he lived in his parents’ basement. I went downstairs into his bedroom which was quite large, having 2 beds along a long wall and lots of space. No couches so you sat on a bed. Again, I was 16 and had no idea what was coming. Very naive. I don’t even remember talking about the job, although I got it (no kidding). He asked me if I know about what I think was the Forum section of Penthouse magazine which contains erotic stories. I did know and he pulled out some Penthouse magazines and had me read some particularly hot stories of men ******* women. All hot for me as I was into women. I also ended up looking at naked pictures of women in the magazines and was getting hornier and hornier which of course was his plan. I assume now that he knew how to seduce teenage boys. Get them really really horny by reading erotic stories of heterosexual sex and by looking at really hot naked women. Then use that sexual arousal.

I was getting hotter and hotter. My penis was really hard and uncomfortable in my pants. He was sitting on one bed, except for when he was bringing me a magazine to look at. I was sitting on another bed. Hang on I am taking a sip of wine as I need to be a bit buzzed to share this. That’s better. Once he got me to a high state of arousal, he asked if I had seen a person (I forget his name) who had a really large ****. I said no and he pulled out a magazine of men, probably a Playgirl but I can’t say now, with pictures of this guy with a **** that was like a foot and a half long non-erect. Indeed, there were no pics of him with an erection but that is not the point. Now this guy who is in the process of seducing me has me really aroused and looking at pictures of a naked man. Something I had never done. I am now looking at naked men with big ***** when I am super aroused. He then asked if I had ever had sex with a man. I had had the typical couple of adolescent encounters with male friends. A couple of blow jobs and one instance of anal sex. Years distant. I shared this now unbearably aroused which led him to his final question. Would I like to have sex with a man again. I did not even hesitate to say yes I was soooo very aroused. I mean my **** was throbbing I was so hot from the erotic stories and naked pictures. We both undressed. I remember thinking as I was pulling my pants down and then off, how hot I was feeling and that this seemed a little unreal.

He had me lay down on the bed, naked. He started running his hands over my body, my ***, my legs, hugging me, grabbing my ****. I had never cuddled anyone before or had foreplay. The few adolescent encounters were just down to it (blow job or the one anal – sorry there was some minimal caressing when an older friend took my *** the one time). Anyway, I found him grabbing me weird, foreign just because I had not experienced it before. I see now that from his perspective he was an unattractive older man (not kidding on unattractive bit) who had landed a catch, a really hot (no kidding I was the hot alpha male of my teenage peers – I am not embellishing for this confession), and was savoring it (me) before the finish.

After the touching and caressing which I was uncomfortable with, he guided me to suck his ****. Being that this is a confession, I was so hot and aroused that I was fully willing for him to put his **** into my *** and had gotten on all fours for him to do that. As it turned out this gay guy was not into anal sex, just oral, so he guided me to suck his ****. Confession – I would have liked at the time for him to give it to me up the ***, that is what I thought he meant by sex, but that was not what he was into. So he directed me to take his **** into my mouth while he laid on his back. I have a vivid memory of that. Before he came he told me he was coming and directed me to take my mouth off of his **** as he was worried about coming in my mouth due to my inexperience. I followed his direction and he came onto his stomach and chest. Then he had me lay on my back and he put his lips over my **** and started sucking.

It felt really good to have my **** in his mouth. I was so ******* aroused and hot and he gave good head and the ****** was…can only be described as hot. It was a great release.

After I got dressed and left. I had been so conditioned to be homo-phobic that I felt very very guilty over what had happened. I blamed myself and put myself through a lot of guilt and grief at the time. Literally felt despondent. I did end up working for him but because of the guilt I made it clear I would not sleep with him again and I never did.

Until the past couple of years, I felt that I was to blame for what happened. It literally took me decades to understand that I was not to blame. I had been seduced by an older man who knew exactly what he was doing. He was the hunter. I was the prey. He had a successful hunt.

The odd thing is that now I am not bitter at all. Indeed, the memory is erotic for me. I am in a heterosexual relationship but find the memory of that gay seduction satisfying and arousing. I notice that not many people actually comment on stories posted on this site. If you found this interesting I really would like some feedback. On the one hand I now recognize that there is nothing wrong with sexual pleasure and that the man seducing me found me hot and simply wanted to have me. On the other hand, I did not see it coming, would not have gone there knowing he wanted to seduce me, and was the perfect seduction target in that I did not see any of it coming until after I had been seduced. I do not like power imbalance language but there certainly was an experience imbalance. He did not say he found me hot, was gay, and was intent on seducing me. He used employment as a pretext and got me naked and in bed before I knew what was happening. Is it wrong to know that I find that okay? I didn't seem to mind as it spun to my experiences in juvi which would change my life.
notknown9 notknown9
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10 Responses Jan 8, 2013

Uhh. Intriguing?

I actually had a similar experience when I was about 13 or so. However, my first sexual experience was quite violent, at the age of 5. I was gang raped by neighborhood boys, and threatened to not say anything. From age 5-11 or so, that was my experience...I was simply abused by a couple of the older boys.

As for my seduction? It was by a family friend in his 50's at an athletic club sauna. He started by complimenting me on my penis and asking if he could touch it. There was a gentleness that made me say yes, although I was nervous as hell. He, too, performed oral sex on me the first time, which was quite enjoyable, for me. In future encounters, we had both oral and anal sex with each other, and often included one or two other men.

Those teen years were very memorable, and I enjoyed every encounter with these men. However, I will say that there was some guilt due to the homosexual aspect, especially in the '70's. Then, and now, I was attracted to women and prefer sex with them, but I must admit, seeing a nice **** does turn me on.

Now in my 50's and married, I've had two or three encounters with men in the past 5 years, and before that, I was about 20. I still enjoy sucking, and anal, but do prefer sex with my wife, and looking at nude women...I suppose I'd classify myself as bisexual.

ditto, and not bitter. I think when your 16 you know.

You have nothing to be guilty or concerned about. It is quite healthy for you to now accept the situation without worrying about the fact that you did respond so to his ministrations. A very similar thing happened to me as quite a young man. I was hitch-hiking in really damp, drizzly, cold weather and I was not properly dressed for it. I was picked up (odd term- that!) by an older man in a large expensive sedan who did the same sort of thing. He acted as though we two were men of the world and he began telling me in vivid detail about hot heterosexual experiences he claimed to have had. Like you, I got extremely aroused and with the luxury of the warm car and the pleasantly arousing stories, and his seeming acceptance of me as another person of maturity- I was rock hard and ready for release which he, conveniently, was willing to provide. He pulled off the highway and began to caress my leg asking me if i had had any good sex recently. I had not. In fact I was horny as could be and he knew it. I realized he knew exactly what he was doing. He gave me a lovely hand and blow job and asked if I would return the favor. I thought of myself as heterosexual and would never allow myself to do such a thing. What I now know is that people do not come with labels and we are not merely of one sort of hard and fast definition such as gay, straight or even bisexual. I believe that almost all people are combinations and variations of all those things in one way or another. I felt guilty about the occurance for years after but could never deny the fact that I was a willing, though reluctant, participant. I believe that much of the worlds current acts of insanity = both by governments, individuals. and whole cultures is closely related to an unhealthy view of our super flexible and inventive sexuality.

Lucky you. I declined an offer to go off with a guy who was trying to seduce me, because I was inexperienced and scared. Wish I had. More recently a guy tried to pick me up in a store but I wasn't in a position at the time to respond appropriately and let him succeed.

I'm pleased to read that you were able to get to a place where you could divorce the tactile pleasure of the experience from the psychological issues that were raised. I began having sex with adult males when I was 8 (a priest, a teacher, a couple of older cousins). Now--in my 50's--I see those experiences more as having enriched my life. I too eroticize them to this day.

Thanks for sharing. I had a similar thing happen to me. I was about 14 years old. Was seduced by a family friend who was in his 50's. I however, did not feel guilty and truly enjoyed the relationships and sexual exploration which lasted through high school. I was always horny and was equally attracted to both boys and girls.

beautifull sexy story i love seducing stories
i wanna hear about ur experience in juvi

There's two issues here:
1.) you had a pleasant sexual experience with an older, experienced guy who made your body feel good. That's good.
2.) You were seduced by an older sexual predator who used your naivete and lack of experience to get what he wanted, and who committed statutory rape by having sex with an under-aged boy. That is not so good.
I am glad that you were able to come out of this undamaged and intact. It speaks to the resilience of your mind and the vigor of your self esteem that you are ok. I'd like to see that man locked up beneath the prison, however, for what he did to you,

Thank you, although it did result to my experiences when I was in juvi!

Not at all. Sounds like you liked it after you got over the homophobic part.