Not me to someone else, but they did to me...

My wife and I travelled across country so that I could become the godfather to the son of one of my best friends. When we got there
there was a message that our son was sick. She insisted on taking
a flight home immediately. I stayed.

That first night my friend told me to cancel my hotel res and come
stay at his parents house. I was put up in his brother's room in one
of the twin beds. His brother was a high school senior and the capitan
of their football tean. The room was full of footballer posters, the lamps
were signed footballs with shades, and the bedspreads were imitations
of a football field with the the yard lines, etc. A real high school jocks room!

During the early morning, I thought I was dreaming about being given head, and just as I was going to orgasm, I awoke. It was not a dream after all.
I was being given head by my friend's younger brother! I immediately
got out of bed and at that point he immediately began to cry, ask for my forgiveness and to beg me not to tell. I assured him that I wouldn't and that we should never speak of it again.

He was at least 6' tall and must have weighed 180lb and was nothing but rippling muscles. When I first met him I thought to myself that he was really a hot number, but tried to be as aloof as I could be. I never initiated conversation nor spoke directly to him other than to say good night. I have often worried and wondered, if unknowingly I somehow gave him an indication of my thoughts. Was there gaydar involved? I so hope that was not the case. He came out to his parents after he entered college and was disowned by his parents and family, except for his brother my friend, who is the only one still in contact with him.

Sad, really sad.