At what stage in your life did you consider a Bi option?

When my wife was done with sex, she made the suggestion. After much consideration, I accepted my fate.Glad I did . Wasnt until my late 60s

 

The good - or "bad" - thing is that I didn't consider or choose to be bisexual; fairly fresh from my first experience having sex with a girl, I got... introduced to sex with guys and the end result was that I (a) got even more hooked on sex and (b) wanted to know how and why something everyone was saying was bad feel so cotton-pickin' good? It took almost three years before I stumbled across the word "bisexual," and it was the epiphany to end all epiphanies because it explained what I'd been doing over all that time - having sex with both girls and boys and like it was the greatest thing since sliced bread and going out of style any second now.

I didn't go looking for bisexuality - it found me, and I have zero regrets about any of it...

 

Again, fortune has smiled on me. I never had to choose, but fell into it as easily as falling off a log.

It seemed as natural as eating.

As above, I didn't choose the Bi life, the Bi life chose me!

 

I suppose I can understand why and how some would call this an option but, yeah, this was as normal and natural to me as breathing and most of all, it made sense. And, given my age at the time, it shouldn't have made sense because I shouldn't have found out about it which will never change the fact that I did find out about it and... who knew? I would suppose that when you grow up being bisexual, it's never seen as an "optional" kind of thing even though you can always choose to not do anything other than to be heterosexual... but where's the fun in that?

 

I suddenly and unexpectedly considered bisexuality in the middle of being seduced by an older man when I was 22. It had not even entered my mind until I found myself above him on a couch, thrusting my hips to meet his eagerly awaiting mouth and hands.

As we built toward the most thunderous orgasm of my previous virgin life, I realized that I love bisexuality.

 

Most of my adult life I had at least a curiosity for men’s cocks. I finally gave into to desire in my late 40’s. Once I did it made sense. It was very enjoyable. It is even more so now.

 

Always been curious so like many other older guys when the wife stops sex all together, I gave in this year so it’s new for me and I’m liking all the new experiences I’m having

 

When I was a teenager. And ever since.

 

I was twenty and mostly inexperienced, a girl who was very experienced taught me a lot and brought a couple girlfriends around. From practically a virgin to having multiple partners was amazing.

then she brought a guy around. A few years older and kind, very much into my girlfriend,pardon the pun. As the three of us lay naked together my girlfriend began coaxing me towards him, specifically his cock and my cock.That was an amazing year.

 

The start of it happened twice in my life, and there was no premeditation about it in either case. I didn't even have the word bisexual or gay in my vocabulary or even the idea in my mind when my best male friend from across the street and I began experimenting at 8, eventually cocksucking, rimming and fucking countless times until we were 13 when we had a bad breakup. Even in those later puberty years with him I never even considered myself gay, even though by then I had heard about homosexuality. It was just a completely natural and fun thing that we did together.

But I think when high school started my internalized homophobia took over and I repressed all those gay feelings--only once feeling them for a guy in the swimming lessons locker room, seeing his naked body, cock and ass leading to overwhelming desire. But even that I stupidly repressed.

It wasn't until my first girlfriend of 3 years (who took my virginity at 27) broke up with me when my gay desires all of a sudden and spontaneously explodeed up from the deep recesses of my mind. Then that's all I could think about, jerking off to gay porn and gay fantasies. Then wasn't a choice, I was just driven out to find real cock, and hundreds of cocks later, finally real ass. It was finally inserting my cock into another guy's asshole that made me realize the truth that was always there since I was 8, that I'm mostly gay, and that it's the most natural thing in the universe, and totally makes sense. I then understood why I had all those failures with dating women, and my fucking only 3 women in my life. After that extraordinary experience of fucking that guy, I was able to fully accept and super love the gay side of myself. After 3 years with girlfriend #2 crashed and burned, I've only been interested in sex with other guys, and the only thing I hate about it is that I don't get it enough. I'm now fully open to having a boyfriend to make love with every day.

 

When I was young, about 11, a friend showed me how to jackoff. As I came I thought I was about to piss so I jumped up and ran to the toilet. I was hooked, it felt so good. Whenever I did, I was always thinking about girls. I can't tell you a thing about my friend's dick. Don't remember if it was short, long, fat or skinny, just that he had one.

By the time I got out of high school, I had had sex with a number of girls who told me they enjoyed sucking cock. I wondered why, since thay weren't getting anything out of it except for a mouthful of cum. I wondered what it would be like but never pursued that thought.

After i was married, my wife and I hung out with another couple that we got to be good friends with. He was always hitting on women where we worked. I don't know if he scored with any of them, but I suspect he did. They were some pretty wild women. He was always making suggestive comments about gay sex. Between that and my thoughts about why women enjoyed sucking cock, I decided to try sucking his when he dropped me off at home after work. I lived between his place and our work. I was upset the next day when I got to work and found out he had quit. His wife had convinced him to take a different job where he worked days. We were on the night shift.I later learned that he got divorced because his wife tried out sex on a waterbed with another man. Talk about double standard.

I went back to wondering what sucking cock was like but it gradually faded away. Got on with married life with all it's ups and downs. Changed jobs a few times, had 3 children. My oldest daughter had just started college, younger daughter was a junior in high school and my son was in the seventh grade. My wife got up one morning and told me, you've got the children. I'm tired of being a mom and wife. I won't be back.

The next two years were pretty shitty. I found out that she had been cheating on me for the last couple of years. My children were devastated by their mom's actions but we grew closer than what we were. Two of them still don't have hardly have anything to do with her and it's been 24 years.

She had friends who gave her advice and it ended up biting her in the ass big time. The children and me were living an hours drive outside of St. Louis at the time. She was staying at our house in the city while I was remodeling our new house. I was commuting every day though and she would come down several nights a week, she just didn't want to do it every day.

I decided that I needed to be home more so I took a job a short drive away. It paid less than what I had been making but was enough to get by. Her friends convinced her to change jobs and become "disabled". She went from being an intake coordinator sitting on her ass making $50,000 to an RN working in a hospital for $40,000 a year caring for patients. She hurt herself lifting patients and got a doctor to say she was disabled. In the end I had to five her $300 a month in alimony and she got $1100 from SSA. She thought that I would be paying her alimony forever. She was highly upset when I took her back to court and got it stopped adter she remarried.

I got remarried and man what a difference. My wife is a lot more into sex than my first wife. She is a triple A wife. Any time, Any where and Any way. She loves it all. One day when she was sucking me, she slid a finger into my ass. At first I was like okay, something a little different
Then she started rubbing my prostate and it became holy shit batman. I came really hard shortly after. It progressed from there to dildos, getting longer and fatter and some that vibrate. Our favorite one is a double one that goes into both of us. We lay on our sides and put one end in me. We then line it up with her pussy and she moves until it's about an inch in her. We then work it back and forth. She rubs her clit while I stroke my cock.

One night after doing that she said although that felt good, she preferred me fucking her because it felt better. She said a real cock is just better. After some discussion, she told me I should try a real cock, let a man fuck you and see if I'm right. She told me she wouldn't mind, just talk to her about it. After several months I decided to try it. I found a guy in the Riverfront magazine and did it. She was right as usual. I knew I would be doing it more.

When I told her she was glad that I had expanded my horizons and did I suck him. I told her I was so excited about getting to be fucked I hadn't thought about it. She said try it, you'll like it
She was wrong. I love sucking cock and letting the man cum in my mouth and I always swallow. Since then I have become a true bisexual. I have sex once or twice a week with my wife and my boyfriend.

I found that living well is a good revenge. For the first 5 years I would see a place and think "I could hide her body there and it would never be found" but those thoughts drifted away. She now lives in a small 2 bedroom rented trailer with her brother. Both of their spouses died. Neither can work. They each probably weigh 300 pounds and look like crap. My wife and I own 3 houses, 2 which are rental and I'm remodeling a 2,800 square foot home in a small town which we hope to move into before the end of the year. Both of us still work and I'm drawing from 2 pensions. Great sex and a great life and I have my ex wife to think