Just wondering...

I think I answered this in another thread, but it's worth repeating I guess. Looking back at my life, I have been Bi since probably my early teens. I was always attracted to the girls, but there were one or two guys I liked too. I experimented with some friends back then, but everyone basically chickened out just before anything serious happened. It wasn't until I was in my 30's that I fully realized and accepted that I am BI.

Just for the record, I grew up in a normal household with loving parents, and an a-hole brother in normalsville upstate NY. I was not abused by family, priests, scout masters or the like. I am who I am because I choose to be this way. I had little to no influence from the Gay community as such, because it was still a very taboo subject in my neck of the woods. Plus I served active duty in the Navy during the 80's. It was not safe to come out as Gay, much less Bi back then.

 

I have known since I was preteen. Looking at my dads stolen hustlers and playboys, I enjoyed looking at the men and women. Womens bodies turn me on, but so does guys asses and cock.

 

Now that you mention it, the best part of watching straight porn is watching the money shot. Peter North was always the one that got me over the top.

 

I struggled for some years wondering and questioning myself whether I'm hetero sexual, bi-sexual, or gay? The questioning myself started when I first started mutually sucking cock around the age of 28 behind my wife's back. I'd always loved having sex with women and never considered doing anything with another man until during a sexual dry spell with my wife I let a gay guy suck me off which led to me sucking cock and enjoyed it. I had a lot of male sucking partners over the next decade as well as having sex with my wife and many times asked myself am I really gay or what? It took another two years of questioning myself and then I met a guy who became a regular suck buddy who helped me with several long conversations to realize I was bi-sexual after all...not gay. I have relationships with women and the men are just sex partners if you know what I mean. I love women, I lust for a nice cock.

 

probably my whole life although it took me some time to accept it.

 

I was bi throughout my teens and 20s, had lots of partners of both genders (lucky I didn't catch anything). Lost my virginity to another guy. In my mid 50s now and the last time I had sex with a man I was 30. Not that I don't like men anymore, I'm just a lot pickier about my male sexual partners than my female ones. Admittedly I attracted to far more women than men but in my younger years my best sexual encounters were with men, one in particular. Currently in a relationship with a woman I love a lot so I am happy with that.

 

Omg me too! My encounters would always start with straight porn and I would wish I was one of the girls with Peter North. That’s definitely part of the reason I like to cross dress.

 

My best friend across the street and I fooled around a lot with each other sexually from 8 to 13 years of age. But I chalked it up to childhood experimentation. I struck out with girls and women for the next 14 years, but finally met and fell in love with a woman, who also took my virginity. But I was 27! I was very attracted to her sexually, and enjoyed making love with her, but she did not enjoy sex much. When she broke up with me three years later I was devastated. And then as I was coming out of the grief, my thoughts started turning towards other guys, fantasizing being with them, and jerking off to gay porn. I eventually started going to all kinds of different venues to hook up with guys anonymously, like video arcades, porn theaters, bathhouses, back rooms in gay bars, jack off clubs, gay sex clubs, and even a gay orgy club (OMG!!). The only problem was that even though I was so hot for everything gay while home alone, with my cock in my right hand, so horny for guys that it would drive me out looking for it in these venues, when I actually got naked with another guy, I lost all the passion, I wasn't attracted to him sexually, and I definitely wasn't attracted to anything anal in real life (just in my fantasies and porn). Though the passion wasn't there anymore for me with him there, I still always engaged in oral sex with the guy(s). But back at home after a few days I'd be all crazy passionate for everything gay again. So it didn't make sense to me. So I considered myself not bisexual, not straight, way beyond bicurious, but instead: I was "bi-confused"!

Except there were a few exceptions, where I retained my great passion for sex with the man I was naked with. I really super enjoyed sucking his cock, and him sucking mine; I was really passionate crazy for him. Except I still in real life had no feelings for anal. Those few passionate exceptions kept driving me back to look for a repeat of them. But those lust-filled encounters were rare, probably a half dozen guys among the 100+ guys that I'd been with. This went on for 21 years, all the while still striking out with women as well, until 2013, when I lost my gay virginity, as a bottom, with a guy in a bathhouse.

As soon as I saw him, I was super attracted to him physically and sexually. I mean I lusted after his body like mad, and especially his ass. For the first time a real life encounter with another man matched my fantasies anally. I tonguefucked his asshole for almost an hour before fucking him. It was the most extraordinary sex that I ever had! I couldn't believe it, finally I was fucking another man, and loving it beyond imagination. That did it for me, that convinced me that I was truly bisexual. There was no more confusion for me. I now understood that bisexuality was within me, but it just has to be with the right guy in order to feel that passion. I was low on the Kinsey scale. Or maybe something within me just changed, allowing my bisexuality to come forth, allowing me to accept my bisexuality, and that it was OK to feel passion for another man.

That also changed another tactic: I felt now completely free and open to focussing on getting together with other guys in a non-anonymous way, in each other's homes, getting to know them personally, each other's names and the things about each other. So I started hooking up with guys through online hook-up sites, and having sex with them in each other's homes. A lot was still oral only, but some was anal too, especially with me loving so much to lick ass. I even went on dinner dates with guys. I even saw one guy that I really liked more than once, multiple times getting together at his place for passionate lovemaking, talking, cuddling, having dinner, etc.

I then met a woman and fell in love again a few years after that, so I haven't been with a guy for a few years. But I am still bisexual, and will always be.

 

As a teen I was decidedly not gay or bi in my desires despite even though I had a group of friends I masturbated with and sometimes had oral sex with. We always thought of girls at school and never thought of our oral sex as gay.

However my first experience with a man as an adult fully awakened my bi feelings. My girlfriend at the time wanted to meet me at a gay bar to go dancing. She and another woman friend liked to go dance there because it was safe. That night I met them, her friend didn't feel good and wanted to go home early so they left and I kept on dancing with the men there.

While I was dancing with a man who'd been a friend, a slow tune came on and rather than leaving the floor, we danced. This was the first time I'd slow danced with a man and I was surprised how quickly my cock sprang to life as our bodies moved together. He pressed his hard cock against mine and I was feeling blissed. He suggested we leave and go to his apartment. I was hot and ready for anything at that moment.

In the dark parking lot he held my hand as we walked to our cars. His large hand felt good in mine. We hugged before getting into the cars and he kissed me, the first kiss I'd ever had with a man. My cock was throbbing.

He was wonderfully gentle when we got to his place. We had a drink and a joint before doing anything to let me overcome my fears about what I was doing. I kissed him when I finished my drink and felt his hard cock through is pants. We moved to the bedroom where he very gently took my anal cherry.

He was the first of many male lovers before I married. I've been in a mostly monogamous relationship but miss cock.