when did you first know?

as he would most assuredly have enjoyed time with you..

 

when did I know I was attracted to both sexes?
I never saw a 'conflict', as sex was sex, I guess..

in THIS incarnation, I first had sex at 11 with a 14.5 yo buddy.. I knew NOTHING about 'sex'.. it was sinful and exciting and pleasurable.. I slipped into cumhoggery.. as far as when I started 'feeling' I wanted to be with someone a lot? 7th/8th grade? .. girls.. never thought about 'sex' because I never thought guys/girls did the same things I was just doing with guys.. I kind've 'elevated' girls above the pleasurable cesspool/sinkpit I was swimming in..

but let's go back to when I vividly remember first being tortured by erotic images..

2nd grade.. (1958/59?) 7 yo? 8 yo?
Deborah B.
her mother would walk her as far as my house and she and I would walk next 3-4 blocks..
I started having strange dreams about being in dark and hot fiery caves.. I was hanging naked by my wrists from overhead track like meat about to be butchered (with lots of other kids (guys)).. Deborah and her mother were horned with long tongues and kissing each other and me while dressed like devils in black/red underwear and they stabbed at our cocklets.. they'd whip us.. they'd laugh at us.. I'd wake up unable to move.. waking terrors.. all very disturbing.. all inexplicable unless reincarnation is a thing and tendencies are transferable.. or I was centerpiece in mixed-company sex abuse group and juxtaposed the lingerie and prodding/poking/humiliation/sexual sensations?

anyway.. after I started having 'normal'(?) feelings, I forgot about guy/guy sex for awhile and was pretty much a regular scholar-jock..
LA City lifeguard in-training, football/track, Class Prez in HS, West Point appointee (resigned) , LA County Wildland Firefighter (certified hotshot), Army enlistee 101st Airborne Division in 'Nam),

it was after HS that I started sport fucking with guys.. I suppose I missed the explosive power of sex with guys and didn't have to wine/dine them like ladies (not that I didn't like that.. I was an usher at Culver Theater in LA and reciprocity among theaters got me on VIP lists at Grauman's Chinese Theater, etc.. nothing like opening night and walking past 2,000 people to the front of line and having doorman say "welcome back Mr B", then being escorted to snack bar/seat (all No Charge).. dates must've thought "who IS this guy?"

but there's just sometimes when fucking around with a guy/guys was what I needed..

and the 2 years between HS /Army was 50/50 guys/gals.. and after Army? about 25% of the 300 or so sexcapades were with guys..

I really don't remember thinking 'sex' was gender specific.. one may have more emotional connection (though there were a few guys in LA who were attracted to me emotionally as I was to them.. somewhat), but sex with everyone in 1970s LA was recreational..

and it was rather 'safe': girls had THE PILL.. guys didn't have ovaries.. (though not COMPLETELY safe: in '73 - I was playing Pinochle with a man/woman-husband/wife couple I knew/hung out with plus another (all early 30s.. I was 22 (see profile photo)) and one of them started tracing the veins on my cock with their toes.. I figured it was the wife.. and I was right.. when it was time to go they told me to just crash there as I'd had tequila.. well..,he worked; she didn't.. whoa boy.. I'm glad they kept a lot of ice cold soda in fridge.. I worked up a sweat after kids went to school.. because mommy played..

I wish she'd told me hubby had a vasectomy.. kind've hard to explain the pregnancy.. very odd.. and he didn't talk to me for a couple of months after wife ended pregnancy.. she kept bringing rubbers to my place though.. or hotels .. she was insatiable..

I went out to SF Valley a couple of times to porn stars' orgies (the place celebrated in BOOGIE NIGHTS.. I did not participate while there, though a couple of attendees met me a few times in Santa Monica/Venice)..

I'm glad I met my wife in Nov 1975 (funny.. I got her number, she had to leave with her roommates and I went home with a guy).. if I hadn't met her when I did and slowed down, I'd likely have burned out or got caught up in the AIDS tragedy..

nowadays - after 48 years of marriage, I don't yearn for love (my wife is all the emotional warmth I need).. but I do find that suppressing sex with men caused drive to resurface and it doesn't diminish; it actually strengthens and pesters me.. all my sexual fantasies are about sex with men..

but maybe that's to be expected, as that's how I first discovered/enjoyed sex??

 

I was sexually molested when I was about 5 by an older girl and her brother so probably around that time

 

molestation sucks
must've affected you

 

Yes it did … in many parts of my life up to the present

 

I was 13 the first time I watched porn and it was a real eye opener. A lot crossed my mind while looking at that screen and one of most important things was the fact that I really liked seeing those big hard cocks. I knew I was definitely attracted to females, but this confirmed that I was at least sexually attracted to males. Watching straight porn confirmed my bisexuality.

 

Can't say at what age I was first attracted to females but but by age 11 I knew that I was very interested in them. My attraction for men was decades later when my wife started using a dildo on me and told me the real thing was much better.

 

I didn’t realize that I was Bi until that first time I put my lips around a friend’s cock. As soon as I closed my lips around his cock I was hooked, having him in my mouth felt so natural, like I was born to suck cock. I was so excited to have his cock in my mouth, I was enjoying everything about sucking him I didn’t even think about what was to “cum”. When he started to fill my mouth with his fresh warm cum I couldn’t believe how much I was loving it. I discovered that I love the taste and texture of fresh warm cum. I swallowed every last drop of his cum before I let him take his cock out of my mouth.

The unfortunate I didn’t start sucking cock until I was in my mid forties, so many missed opportunities.

 

You know, I think I'm a real unicorn, a complete freak. First, I had oral and anal sex with my male best friend from across the street from 8-13--clearly more than just boys experimenting, though I never considered what we were doing together as gay or bisexual. But then in the summer just before high school we had a falling out, and I then repressed any feelings for other guys until I was 30, when my first girlfriend broke up with me--the first woman I ever had sex with, 3 years before.

I then started jerking off to tons of gay porn, loving all the oral and anal, fantasizing about even fucking other guys' asses and having my ass fucked, even fantasizing about falling in love and getting married with a man, and always blowing huge cum loads because I was so aroused by all these thoughts. All that gay porn always drove me out looking for the real thing, but as soon as I was naked with a guy in some gay sex venue like a bathhouse, all desire for him drained out of me. I still went through with the oral sex, even multiple guys that night, but really without any desire, just hoping for that desire to come back, because I enjoyed that gay desire so much at home. But it would never be there. But back at home the next day all the gay desires came rushing back, and all the jerking off to gay porn and fantasies started right back up again, until it drove me out to another bathhouse or whatever, for the exact same effect, with all the gay desire draining out of me when I was naked with a real guy.

This happened countless times over a period of 21 years, with hundreds of guys, with the same thing always happening. There were only five exceptions where I kept my desire while we had oral sex. But never in the 21 years did I ever have any anal desires for any real guys, not like I always did at home. Throughout this entire period I called myself "bi-confused", not bisexual. I had no idea whether I was just a straight guy that just continually got rejected by girls and women in my entire life, having only been with that one girl, and was compensating by trying to find sex and romance with men, or what. What the hell was I? What the hell was wrong with me?

Then, at 51 in 2013, in a gay bathhouse in Berlin, thousands of miles away from my home in Canada, I finally kept all my gay desires for the guy I was naked with, including massive desires for anal, and I finally lost my gay virginity, fucking his beautiful ass after rimming his hole for over an hour with hunger like I've never experienced. It was the greatest sexual experience of my life, almost spiritual, and I felt this connectedness with him like I've never felt with anyone before, man or woman. It was only then that I finally accepted that I was truly bisexual. In fact, I loved the gay side of myself so much from that moment on, and was so happy and proud about my bisexuality. I stopped all anonymous sex with guys from then on, and only started hooking up with local guys in each other's homes using online gay hookup sites, for both oral and some anal, always having complete desire for the guys I was with, and not just for their cock, or ass, but for their entire bodies.

Then I met girlfriend#2, whom I was together with for 3 years, on and off, until we broke up for the final time just before Covid hit. It was then that I finally realized that I've been gay all my life (Kinsey 5) and really had no interest in ever having sex, let alone romance, with a woman again. Now, at 63, I still feel the same. I Identify as homosexual, have even had romantic crushes on a couple guys in the last couple of years, and am even open to falling in love with another man, though I would be very happy with just a gay FWB, or multiple such guys, which I've yet to find.

 

Jerking off to the idea of being with a guy even if I was in denial for a while looking back it’s like no shit dumb ass

 

I guess i was atound 12 or so. I found a magazine in my parents room that was all shemales. I still remember the name of the girl on the cover. Sulka..

50 years later shemales still turn me on.

 

I would say in my early teens when i experimented with my friends. Later on, in my early 20's, I discovered that I enjoyed fingering my hole. This escalated to simple, small, non abrasive objects, until I discovered dildos. I haven't looked back.

 

Me and my sister stumbled across our parents porn stash which included VHS tapes of mom having sex with step dad and others. I was aroused and masturbated to both mom and step dad daily

 

I know exactly how you feel. I first became aware of my growing bi-curiosity one day when I watched a video of a guy masturbating and cumming. The closer he got to orgasm the more he moaned and the more he moaned and twitched the harder my cock got. When he finally came I notice that the head of my cock was covered and dripping precum!!!

 

The first thing that made me realize I was bisexual, or at least curious, was a gay sex scene in a book that has one mouthful of a title - SATAN: HIS PSYCHOTHERAPY AND CURE BY THE UNFORTUNATE DR. KASSLER, J.S.P.S. by Jeremy Leven. (SPOILER: That stands for "just some poor schmuck.")
In the book, Kassler has a gay coworker named Bernie Kohler who admits that he is in love with Kassler. Unfortunately for Bernie, Kassler has never even entertained the idea of being with a man, so his love goes unrequited. Having said that, there is one scene in the book where Bernie winds up blowing Kassler. How that happens is not important because it is not the scene in question, although that was pretty hot too.

At some point, Kassler finds himself in a bind (what that bind is constitutes MORE unimportant details), and the only person he thinks can help him out of it is Bernie. Kassler asks for help, but Bernie says, "If you come over for dinner." Kassler agrees.

Kassler goes over, and he and Bernie start to eat. About halfway through the meal, Kassler says he wants to discuss the help he needs. Bernie asks, "Will you stay the night?" Now if Kassler and Bernie weren't friends, I don't think Kassler would say "yes;" I think he would head for the door and take his chances, but of course he DOES say "yes."

They discuss Kassler's problem. Bernie offers his solution, which Kassler thinks is brilliant. Not long after that, Bernie leads Kassler into the bedroom. He undresses Kassler, then himself, then gets on the bed and prepares to massage Kassler's back.

Now there is some dialogue here, most of which doesn't matter, but I wanted to share this much: at one point Bernie says something like, "I know this isn't your style, but I do love you." Kassler says, "Well if I were ever inclined to love another man, it'd be you."

With that, the massage begins. The book says, "Before long, Bernie's hands were replaced with his mouth, and Kassler found himself becoming aroused as Bernie's tongue traveled down his back and began to work at his buttocks." Bernie can tell Kassler is getting aroused, so he pulls Kassler up on his knees so he can keep using his tongue while also reaching around to use his hand on Kassler.

Then Kassler utters two lines that made me sprout an erection, even though I wasn't touching myself.

He says to Bernie, "I know what you want to do. You can try it if you want."

It was just so blindingly hot because (1) this was not a gay novel, or even a romance novel, (2) Kassler had never even thought about being with a guy before, but he was willing to let Bernie do his thing, and probably the hottest of all (3) he let Bernie do it because he felt SAFE with him.

Well, from there you can probably imagine what happens, and that is why I say it was a cliche that made me realize I was curious. The old "straight guy who never had a gay urge in his life gets seduced by his gay friend" shtick. However, at the time, I DIDN'T know that was a cliche, so have some mercy on me, okay? LOL

Plus, if you could read the way it was written...which was actually quite beautiful and romantic...I think you would understand. I mean, I found myself getting an erection as I read it, and I wasn't even touching myself! That is a good sign of how erotic a scene is.

For the record, I imagined myself in the role of Bernie. I am not sure why, but I have just never been curious about being the bottom.

At any rate, that is my story. I hope you all appreciate me sharing, and that it wasn't so long that it annoyed anyone. Then again, you always have the option to NOT read it.

 

This was made even more interesting by the parts you didn't tell us about! Yeah, it's a cliche... but one borne out of real-life truth. A gay friend "seduced" me like that... except he didn't know that I was very much down for sex with guys and I didn't tell him that until after he sucked me off and right before I pounced on him to suck him off. Yes, he wasn't all that happy with me because I didn't tell him about my bisexuality but that didn't stop him from flooding my mouth with cum.

 

KDaddy,

I held back because I wasn't sure how graphic I could be here. After what you just wrote, I now know! LOL

Unfortunately, I had just enough time to check in on your reply. I will have to add more at a later time.

 

Just telling it as it was and is. Site censors don't always agree with things I write but this is pretty tame as far as writing something goes.