“During my second semester in college, I ended up moving out of the dorms and into the apartment of a friend I had from a fraternity I was in. I kind of sensed that he was attracted to me, but I never paid any mind to it. Everyone was pretty sure he was gay, but none of that mattered. I myself was known for sleeping around, and I was in an on-and-off relationship, but never considered myself gay.
“One night, we had a small party at our place, with people coming and going all night. Things got wild, and I ended up trashed. Everyone did.
“Everyone ended up leaving, and I went to my room to wind down. My roommate ended up stumbling into my room and landed on my bed. I just laid there and blew it off. He started getting handsy, and I immediately knew where this was going. He told me to relax, and I was pretty horny anyways. He ended up giving me a blowjob, and it was completely mind-blowing. We ended up doing things the rest of the time I lived with him. I eventually reciprocated, but we never did anything aside from oral or masturbation.
“Looking back, I have no regrets about any of it. I don’t think it defined my sexuality, because I still identify as straight. It was a good experience, and I wouldn’t change anything.”