The difference with my personal anecdote related to this thread, that I mentioned above, is that I was more than twice the OP’s age when it happened. But I don’t think I was any less horny.
I came out of deep denial literally in a matter of a few hours. And by luck it coincided with a huge annual gay dinner-dance in Seattle the very next night. I attended it alone, and got so turned on I almost exploded in my pants, even getting painful “blue balls” for only the second time in my life. But I refused a number of offers, too unskilled and ignorant to dare try anything yet.
I spent the next 3 weeks doing 3 things: jerking off almost constantly to some gay porn mags I bought, to relieve the tension; reading up all I could about gay sex and consulting with a gay online friend, who effectively became my mentor; and cruising local online gay sites for a guy to hook-up with.
My first gay encounter with this guy I found online remains the most intense & enjoyable sex of my entire life. I went celibate for a few days before our scheduled rendezvous, just to make sure I was “topped off” and when I came with him it must truly have lasted for a solid minute. It simply wouldn’t stop, going on & on & on, one orgasmic wave following upon another.
Thus began a horny phase like I had never known before in my entire life, that I had missed as a gay teen in denial, unable to be interested in girls, and not imagining myself to be interested in boys. Now I was interested like a cat in heat, finally realizing what young men like our OP can experience.
I blazed a path through Seattle like you wouldn’t believe, and when I’d worn out Seattle (but not yet me), I visited South Florida to do it all over again (safely, thanks to my mentor’s stern warnings). But I actually knew, in the back of my mind, that this extreme reaction would only last between 6 to 12 months, as it eventually did. Still, it was fun to be outrageously horny once in my life, so long as I could do something about it, even if it was a condensed experience compressed into just a few months instead of years.
“The suspense is killing me” writes the OP, and I can believe him. I can only hope the “helping hand” advice of meninlove will tide him over until some other hand is extended to him. The sweet pain of passion...