I like guys. This is a fact that took me years to accept. And here I am. There's something to be said about being intimate and sexual with a member of the same sex, someone who is very much like you and knows on a particular level what makes you feel good; and in turn about making someone of the same sex feel good too. It's also a good way to explore yourself with someone like you that isn't you.
I like penises, mine and others'. I love to see a nice penis between a guy's legs. I long to have a friend relax while I put his penis in my mouth, running my lips up and down, using my tongue to lick too. I would love to taste his wetness forming as I give him pleasurable touch orally and he grows aroused. I wouldn't forget to lick and suck on his testicles too. All the time I would want to stare deep in his eyes, using my eyes both to express how much I enjoy touching him like that and establish a deep bond between him and me. After all sexual intimacy works well to bring people together, or at least it should, even if it's for just one night.
And after awhile I would want to give him more, not just my mouth. I would lie on my back with a knowing smile. He would get the lube, lift my legs up, and work the lube into me. It would tell something of the feelings yet to come as well as be the preparation for the ultimate acceptance of my desires for my own gender. As I would lie helpless and vulnerable with my legs on his shoulders, it would finally happen: the culmination of learning to tell myself it's OK to like guys. He would put the representation of his manhood inside me. With my knees near my armpits I would draw him closer to me and we would kiss. After all, I do want the sexual energy but also the emotional connection.
Our coital celebration of masculinity would end as I would feel his ejaculation deep in my bowels. His semen would become a part of me literally and symbolically. It would be one of the greatest accomplishments of my lifetime. And each time afterwards a male friend enjoyed my body I would know he would leave part of himself inside me as a sign of the intimate pleasure enjoyed together.
After the excitement I would like further kissing and embracing, bringing our bodies together. Sweet nothings would erode into sleepiness and a night cuddled with a special someone would bring the best sleep. In the morning more affirmation of our unusual but beautiful closeness would blissfully continue.