What's your earliest memory being attracted to the same sex? My I might be gay moment was distinctly remembering my interest in Troy Donahue as a little kid. He played in A Summer Place and Route 66 way back when. Later it was my fascination with other boys' bodies in the locker room after gym class. I had no idea why but I tried real hard not to show it.
My first attraction to the same sex was when I was five and I remember wanting to take a bath with a friend because I wanted to see what he looked like. My first official realization that I was actually gay was when I developed a crush on a guy when I was going through the Corrections academy.
Actually the very first feelings of same sex attraction was with a man who was friends with my family. I don’t want to say how old I was. He kissed me while we were in a room of my parent’s house alone away from the rest of the family. It was just kissing, he never did anything else. He asked me how I liked it and I told him it was very nice. He was always very nice to me and we used to talk and joke around quite often. I really liked the guy but now realize he was at the beginning of starting to groom me for more. I realize what he was doing was leading into criminal behavior. I really did like the kissing. He was handsome and I still remember the sexy roughness of his face. I was excited about it and later after he left I told my mom, who was livid to say the least. I never saw that man again.
Adding a bit more. After the family friend incident I suppressed the gay desires due to religion. But in the Navy the desires re-ignited when I found myself being attracted to men as well as women. But back then gays were kicked out of the military. Also I was still involved with religion until I was about 49yo. So more suppressed feelings. I’ve never had any luck with women over the years, they all seem to be repulsed by me. Now in my 50’s I’ve just been seeking men.
@Jcinalco Religion! Yes, I let my religious beliefs AND THE THINGS I WAS TAUGHT by others mess with me as well. It took a long time to undo all of that and it still rises up at times, when least expected, a trigger sends me into a place of shame. I am mostly on top of all that now, and feel more content and at peace - but the thing that was supposed to bring me peace never did. "The peace that passes understanding" as it is written, did not give me peace. I am much happier now yet walk alone through it all. Interesting to me how some of us bisexuals really do walk alone when it is assumed we have it all.
I started thinking people were “cute” in 4th grade. I didn’t understand why I was the only one who thought boys and girls could be cute. I never thought I might be gay, I didn’t think there was a word for me
I was sixteen and I spent the night at a buddies house. We slept in the same bed. I woke up in the middle of the night and I had pushed his underwear down and was stroking his cock.
Good for you. As I've said on many of my post toman people preach "Do as I say not as I do". I am not nocking religion here. Just the church and people in authority and government always get found out. Especially here in the UK. And as a famous car manufacturer says "YOU HAVE ONE LIFE LIVE IT".
My first thoughts were very young. I used a cucumber to see what it felt like to be fucked. This was way before I ever lost my virginity, and about the same time I jacked off and came for my first time. Jump ahead to my mid 30's. I was sharing a woman with another guy. He ended up behind me, and when I felt his cock slowly sliding in my ass, I knew it was amazing. I didn't expect it, or ask for it. He just did it....and I let him finish. It felt amazing, and I felt a sense of accomplishment when he came in me. He didn't use a condom, and I'll never forget the feeling when he came.
When i began to think about it, I used to suck on a banana to see how it felt, then progressed to sucking dicks
while i had played with a couple of mates from 14 years .. was more about seeing each others hard cocks and sucking them .. however my first real memorable time was when i was 20 .. my fondest memory was sitting on the kitchen bench and my friend Jamie sucking my very hard cock and he had a nice dark mustache with shoulder length dark hair , nice smooth slim body and a nice looking cut cock .. was so hot watching his mouth sliding over my cock .. he had never been with a guy only curious until then .. we spent the afternoon sucking and fucking .. he was the first guy i ever kissed .. we enjoyed each other many times after that until i moved
About 13 or so and I use to look at the womens lingerie and bra section. I realized I was also looking at the men modeling underwear. Use to like looking at the bulges and fantasizing about their cocks.
I’ve never been attracted to guys but my first “uh oh” moment was when I gave into watching gay porn and had a mind blowing orgasm I still remember so many years later. The only time I’ve had a connection with a guy and it was so unusual I’m not sure if it was a connection or what it was. But one day I was checking out of a grocery store and the clerk, who was deaf, took my hand to hand me my change. He looked at me as he did and said thank you. I can’t really describe how I knew what it was but I could just feel it. It about half weirded me out and half made me want to go back.
TRUE LOVE IS 4EVER by mountain_seed posted Aug 5, 2023 at 3:49 AM I suppose my initiation at 11 by a 14 yo buddy is when I was first attracted to a guy, but -since I'd never even heard of sex nor thought about girls or guys in terms of anything but friends - I never asked questions about gay/straight.. a fire was ignited in my gut and I wanted more if his cock & cum.. (yeah.. my ass became his playground soon thereafter)... it was a pretty quick flip flop from altar boy/baseball player/artist to cockhound.. but I finally did have my "WTF" experience one night in 1969 when I smoked a joint for first time (supplied by my girlfriend after (I found out later) she'd put 1/3 of a downer, a sliver of acid and a white cross bennie in my Tequila Sunrise as we fucked all afternoon.. I drove up PCH toward Malibu and stopped just past Pacific Palisades to try pot for the first time.. I didn't feel myself getting high (since booze is all I'd knowingly ever done, I was trying to compare pot to a boozy high).. but I elected to cut through hills toward San Fernando Valley and I turned north into Topanga Canyon.. as I drove I started feeling really weird & wired.. near the crest was lights so I pulled into lot to get my bearings.. I dozed a bit and a couple of guys tapped my window.. they saw right away I was in no condition to drive.. they said they'd make sure I got home safely.. they did keep their word, but had other plans for me first.. we bar-hopped our way to their pad in West Hollywood and - with another friend of theirs - we fucked & sucked for three days.. after THAT encounter, I suspected that since my initiation into sex was with a guy, I was imprinted.. I had lots of girlfriends (Class Prez, varsity sports, Appointment to West Point, inside connection at Graumann's Chinese Theatre as a VIP w/guest when I'd take a girl out, firefighter, etc kind've impressed them).. but I knew I'd always want M2M sex too.. not as often, but I didn't want to give it up.. but I never wondered if there was something 'odd' about my bi-orientation... I saw myself as 'normal'.. I was attracted to girls but lusted for raw sex with guys sometimes.. maybe 30-40 guys but a couple hundred girls - then women; married mostly.. then I got married and sex with guys became something I haven't done since (40+ years).. but it's what I fantasize about when I'm doing my hand exercises.. so often - in fact - that it may have caused my carpal tunnel surgeries.. I still desire M2M fun, it just really seems difficult.. I know there's other guys yearning as well; possibly nearby.. but it's not like I can post a 'wanted' ad in a town of 3,600 where everyone knows the guy people heard fart during a movie last Saturday night.. nor will I play a game of Chesterfield Rugby with someone I don't even know.. I don't want to lament that I brought something home and shared it..
Walking in on my best friend jerking off, and when he didn't stop but just started chatting about stuff and asked what I thought of his cock, I instantly started getting a hard on! Then he came all over his stomach. I was only 12 and was not sexually active yet, but if that happened now i'd be naked and on my knees so fast...It took me a few years before I started thinking about sucking cock, but oh boy do I luv it now!!!
My sexuality has been fluid for a long time, since I was in my 30’s or even before that I had a fascination with ens cocks. I started to self suck probably in my 20’s. I pushed down any desires I had with men until my 40’s and then it seemed to be a slippery slope, once I opened that door it hasn’t been able to stay closed despite being married. Once the wife went through menopause it has only increased.
At 12 or so I was in the garage with a friend together and talked about how little we knew about sex. He said he had an older 16 or 18 year old guy that would explain things. Day or two later we went to his house and he let us in , he undresses and I saw his cock erect. he asked if we wanted to touch it, masturbate him. he also had us both naked. Something told me it was wrong but I liked it. After that cocks were always on my mind, I loved going to the restrooms with trough urinals so I could see their dicks and see them pee.
For me, it came with having a small cock. One day a year or so ago, I got my wife to admit that I was small. She obviously didn't want to, but I convinced her to be honest. After admitting she was curious about larger (I was her first and only), I asked her how big she was interested in. With that, she held her hands about 9" apart. I told her that was about 9" and she didn't believe me until I measured the distance between her hands. We had just had sex and were fully naked. Her admission really turned me on as I was excited about her being honest and untypically comfortable in her sexuality. It was obvious that I was aroused and that was when I told her how much I wanted her to experience exactly what she wanted and as often as she needed. I'd get great satisfaction watching and being with her and seeing her provide men the same satisfaction she was getting from them. Anyway, that started our cuckold/sharing fantasies. We soon began to discuss which cocks she liked when watching videos or looking at pictures. I began to develop an admiration for any man larger than me and soon she would tease me about my curiosity. Since, I have thought more about what it would be like to hold a man in my hands, play with a man in my mouth and ultimately help him achieve release. Knowing how good it feels, I've become interested in providing that feeling to a man.