Love the girly sigh of satisfaction.

Would love to fondle your lovely breasts then take you in missionary position with my thumb and hands on your breast and my cock thrusting inside you.

Live action Tarzan lying on the ground on the TV on a Saturday afternoon with butt dimples was the first thing I saw that made me feel funny inside as a boy. Never have been able to find that image again. I didn’t realise I was bi at that point, but it was a definite “oh wow I saw a picture and felt something react inside myself” moment.

Yeah I was similarly terrified in the showers but secretly checked out the variety of other guy’s junk in the changing rooms - who was getting girthier, longer, more tanned, all very interesting to a then closeted bi guy. Didn’t think to fantasize about it until I left school, strangely.