How Did You Start Exploring Bisexuality?

Interesting...but the multitudes of translations over the centuries obfuscate the issue.

 

Yeah, probably some creative interpretation and semantics which still has not changed the fact that men will lay with other men and, yes, boys are known to do it, too. Now, you can either believe what religion has to say about this or you can believe the reality of this; you don't have to do it to accept the truth - and those of us who have slept with a man and taken his seed - or we've given ours to him - well, we know the truth. You see, when we ask about exploring bisexuality, we must also consider why so many men don't or won't explore it and religious belief is one of the reasons. You haven't lived until you've had a guy fucking you and asking God to forgive his sin and hearing him praying as I sucked on his fat dick.

And understanding that he really was praying and begging for forgiveness and that, my friends, is how religion can fuck your mind up and cause a conflict that has stopped many a man from exploring bisexuality.

 

I was in a bit of a dry spell, so I got on Craigslist personals (remember those?!). At the time I didn’t know it was basically all scammers and dudes looking to hook up with other dudes, but I was like screw it, I’m horny, a mouth’s a mouth, right? I ended up having a good time with my first encounter. He finished me off, and then he finished on my stomach. I couldn’t believe how hot I found that. And that’s when I realized there’s a reason I fixated on the men’s dicks and what they were doing to the woman when watching porn. It was always there waiting for me to discover it.

If I’m honest, though, I’m into men for the sex, and women for the everything.

 

Watching porn.. moving onto placing an ad online..

 

When I was in high school, I realized that I was attracted to the male body as well as the females. I never acted upon anything, but did make those sideway glances during showers after gym class. A year or two later I was camping out with two of my friends and the combination of beer and Playboy magazines caused us to lose our pants and masturbate each other until we came. This instilled in me a desire to follow up with more encounters, but the opportunities never developed. Then one night, a few years after the campout, I found myself downtown with no way home. I had walked out to where we parked after the club had closed and found that he had left me stranded. As I am talking to myself, a man offered me a ride. I told him I would call a cab, but he told me it was no problem. I agreed and walked with him to his car. Before we drove off he asked if he could roll one. As we drove, we smoked and talked....and then he wanted to roll one more since this one was gone. He pulled into the back parking lot of an apartment complex and we just talked and smoked some more....and then next thing I know I am eagerly sucking my first dick, tasting his cum, and swallowing as much as I could. My exploration was a series of a few events years apart that led me to find that sucking and swallowing became an obsession for me.

 

Early pre-pubescent explorations with a "family friend" of the same sex, was my intro to orgasming! He later turned out to be pretty much 100% gay. I on the other hand, was drawn to the opposite sex even during our exploratory time. But being a fair sport, and trying to return "favors", I never gave the thought of having a cock in my mouth or ass, something that was out of the ordinary. To me, it was just an easy way to make my pee-pee feel good! It wasn't until my mid-twenties that I got into "giving back" what others did to make me feel like I'd fallen off the edge of the Earth! But I've pretty much been 98% hetero throughout my orbits around the sun. Nothing like being ambidextrous, eh? Now days I'm thinking the ultimate cherry on top, would be fuck-licking. I want soooo badly to lick/suck a cock and pussy at the same time, while lubing them both and licking away any and all fuck-butter that he may churn out of her dripping pussy! Wish me luck!

 

It was similar to me, it started when I was young.

 

It started from watching gay and bisexual porn. I met two girls we had a threesome. And the next time We met they had a guy with them I’ll never forget that night it was amazing.

 

I was 30 and in Washington state on a 5-month road trip around Canada and the United States in search of myself after my girlfriend of 3 years broke my heart, when all of a sudden intensely powerful gay thoughts and desires popped into my mind. They wouldn't go away. The next town I stayed in, I found a store that sold gay porn magazines, I bought a few, and spent all night masturbating to them in a motel room like a crazy man. It was the greatest masturbation session and culminating orgasm of my life.

Over the next few days I was overwhelmed with gay desire, and finally decided that masturbation wasn't enough, and I headed straight to the gay Castro district in San Francisco. I needed men, real men, and lots of them. Two or three days later my face was inches away from a naked man's cock in a gay striptease theater, and the most exciting sexual experience of my life. Yes, I did find myself on that road trip: my gay self!

Back at home in Toronto, my many intense masturbation sessions to gay porn eventually forced me out to find the real thing every couple of weeks, first in video arcades and porn theaters, then in bathhouses and back rooms in gay bars, and eventually gay sex clubs and gay orgies. Today, 30 years later, after one more failed 3-year relationship with a woman that nearly destroyed me, I live as a mostly gay man, and only have sex with men.

 

I experimented with boys, 9-10, I knew for sure the I loved both sexes.

 

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hey that's one of the things i love about us men

 

Yes it does.

 

I became curious about having a tantric massage from a gay man when I was about 32. When I had my first tantric massage from a man, I rose to the occasion. I thought he looked gorgeous and being pleasured by another man was delightful. I wished we’d kissed.

 

I never had anyone close to me when I was young, except a guy up the street. We messed a little, but nothing worth talking about. In hindsight I recall he was uncut.

 

I use to fool around with the kid down the street. I was about 11 at the time. We would sneek off to the woods and jack and suck each other off. We would have a sleep over a few times a year and we he would mount me on the floor in the den. His dick was thick and it was a little uncomfortable getting it in but once he did it felt great. I would always let him cum inside me. He would only last about a minute or two but he had almost zero recovery peroid. So as soon as he came he would be ready to go again. To this day i can still remember the taste of his dick and the feeling of it inside me.