It was 5th grade for me with a 6th grade boy that I crushed on. I detailed it somewhere here on the boards. It was probably around that point that I became aware that I was attracted to boys as well. It didn't get any easier from there for me!
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It was 5th grade for me with a 6th grade boy that I crushed on. I detailed it somewhere here on the boards. It was probably around that point that I became aware that I was attracted to boys as well. It didn't get any easier from there for me!
I grew up with someone like that too. He was a year younger than me & he was getting well known as a trouble maker, he would always have cigarettes 'stolen' from his parents, he would bully other kids, he loved talking about sex, he would tell me about the video's & magazine's he had found in his older brother's & parents bedroom, it progresses to him exposing himself as he told me about the porn he had seen. As we got a bit older we started doing stuff together, mainly just touching at first, but when we hit 12/13 it took off quite quickly. Sadly he carried on down the bad road & when he was 16 he was convicted of 3 burglaries & sent to a young offenders facility. He was released after 2 years.
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Neighbor - Both of us curious and it just developed from there. Got a neighbor Girl to join us later and explored with her.
My dude was something else. His name was Danny. Like I said he was a very early bloomer. Apparently it ran in his family because both of his sister's looked like 30 year old divorcees in their late teens. Supposedly he molested a girl down the street. Her dad beat up on Danny pretty bad. Nothing happened to that guy because, well back then, it wasn't that big of a deal. I think he forgot that Danny was just 12 at the time. I mean he really was a very big kid. He was built like a truck, a totally butch guy. Well when all this happened my dad told me unequivocally to avoid him totally. He lived across the street from my best friend. We didn't go to the same school. He went to the local parochial school. We had no common friends at all. He was a loner. Like I said he was mean as a yard dog. I think my overwhelming interest in him was his looks. He didn't look like anyone else around. His mother was a coonass and his dad was a full blooded native American. He always said Apache but I think maybe Choctaw or Natchez considering where he was from. He had blue black hair and eyes black as a chickapin. He had a very olive complexion.He tanned under a light bulb. I was a skinny kid. Danny was massive compared to me. He was very muscular. The odd thing I always remember when I think about him is he had the whitest most perfect teeth. My sister and I both had to get braces. He was a really beautiful guy. I mean for real. He was mean. I was scared of him, but he never actually hurt me ever. He stole crap and he supposedly tortured and killed my neighbor's cat. I don't actually know if that is true or not. I was too scared to ask him. I think I was scared of the answer. Right before we moved to Florida, well let me set this up. My best friend's mother was a falling down drunk. I didn't know that as a kid. I know as a adult what was going on but not then. Anyway she, my best friend's mom, had to go away. I'm thinking now for the DTs or something. My friend had to go and stay with his grandparents for the summer because his dad was a traveling sales rep. Anyway, I didn't have anyone to hang out with. All the other neighborhood kids my age were girls. I had buddies at church but parents didn't chauffeur kids around like they do now. So that was a no go. My mom got me into the Boys Club and the Y summer programs. It wasn't bad but it wasn't good either. So my sister was 2 years older than I. She had gone to church camp. I didn't get to go because I was basically being grounded for playing Dr with a girl up the street. It all happened on a day when I went to the Boys Club and got bored because the pool was closed on account of rain. I was supposed to stay until mom picked me up after work. I had money and hopped a bus home. I was just hanging out at home alone when Danny came to the back door. Now in hindsight, I have no idea why he was there. He may have just seen me get off the bus down the road. He may have been there to burgle the house. I don't know. I let him in and we watched TV for a while. If you know anything about 70s afternoon TV, it was terrible, reruns mostly. You know the thought of doing anything with him never really crossed my mind. My family weren't prudes. I mean I'd seen my dad naked and cousins and such. It wasn't a big deal because no one made it a big deal. Now, females were a different story. The thing I was being punished for, well my dad wailed the fire out of me about it. I got caught peeping on one of my aunts...same thing. My point is being around a naked guy wasn't a big deal. Being around a naked female was a very big deal. I know this is getting long but whatever. Danny didn't jump on me or grab me or anything. He just asked if I wanted to see his dick. We were both kinda bored. It was no big deal to me so I said yes. Now he had just turned 13. He literally had the body of a 16 or 17 year old guy. He was stacked and had a big dick....not a lot of body hair though. some but not a lot. I had seen my cousin naked. He was a football jock that was built and hung too. It wasn't the same thing this time around. Danny let me touch him everywhere. I'm not saying I became obsessed with it but I really liked doing it. He was the first person I actually kissed outside my family. I mean kissed with an open mouth kiss. We got boners. I had seen my other cousin's boner. He and I were the same age. Danny's was way bigger than his or mine. I got boners but hadn't had an ejaculation yet. His was the first one I ever saw.
It is common for adults to romanticize about childhood memories, especially abuse. More so when the adult is trying to justify behavior. When we moved to FL the neighbors next door had three kids, two girls and a boy. The oldest girl was my age. Now my dad was 31 when I was born, so by this time he was 43. The dad next door was 31. My dad would have never been considered the cool dad on the block. This guy was young and super goodlooking and very athletic...a dashing sort of guy. My dad thought sports were childish and a waste of time. He was the no nonsense guy that worked all the time. Anyway this guy never wore a shirt. If you are old enough you remember the 70s shorts for guys were almost as short as those for girls. Yea this guy wore shorts all the time. He worked at NASA. He was in the Air Force. I remember his being like a living Race Bannon from Johnnie Quest. He didn't have the Jeff Chandler-esque white hair but he was a blond. I was mesmerized by him. They had a pool and we didn't. We were told we could come and swim anytime we wanted but to let them know we were in there so they could keep an eye out. His wife didn't work so I have no idea where she was. I have no idea where the kids were. I knocked on the front door and he came to the door naked with an erection. This was a few months after a whole summer of playing around with Danny. So this wasn't a new sitch. I played with his dick and jacked him off. None of this was weird to me mind you. I really liked that part. It was like the stuff with Danny only better. This guy was totally grown, He wanted to do more. He never forced me physically. He basically said if I wanted to do the stuff I liked, I had to do some stuff he liked. We had sex for 2 years. As an adult I always justified his behavior by saying he really didn't force me because he didn't use physical force. He could have. He was a big built guy. He stopped the sex I'm sure because I started maturing. I was a late bloomer. Thinking back on it this guy was actually a monster. My dad was diagnosed with a glioblastoma a few weeks after the first time. As an adult I know what a human horror he was to take advantage of a situation like that. Even so I still have a fantasy view of what happened some times. I then act out. It set up a pattern for me for the rest of my life.
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Early age as my hormones were on fire..... Had some great times as a teen. Never gave a thought about gay, Bi or anything. Just when with it. Got married at 19 to a great woman we have enjoy are ourselves very much. I did tell her about my times with the boys as a teen and she was cool with it. All through our married I had the urges but never acted on them and that that lasted about 42 years. As I got older the urges were pulling hard on me. No pun intended. Met a contractor on a site out of town and one thing led to another and we did get together in my hotel room. So glad I did. It truly is me and I am a closet bi and I just enjoy feeling and sucking another mans cock.
Remembered what the taste and feel of dick in my mouth when I was a kid.
For me I think I was always curious about cock. Very early on, my cousin and I use to play with each other but we were under 10 so didnt make much of it but growing up I always wanted to see cocks and imagined what people around me looked like naked....did their cocks dangle low, big balls and those sort of things. Offcourse, nothing happened until I met a guy during my senior year of high school. We met in his car and he touched my cock for the first time. I was totally freaked out by the whole thing. The following year I went to College where I did a lot of exploring.
I have also realized that now that I am my late 30s I enjoy pussy more than I did before. Not sure why the change.
I have also realized that now that I am my late 30s I enjoy pussy more than I did before. Not sure why the change.
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Two things helped me 'open my bi side'. At the beginning of this millenium, I had become bicurious after watching hetero porn videos and realised that I could also be turned on by the men with the big penises in those movies. At around the same time, I joined a chat line with live webcams- 'ICU', which flourished at that time because it was a novelty. I would regularly chat with men and women online. It was mainly about sex and masturbation. We would either have fun together on our cams for all to see or if we clicked, we could go 'private'. One sexy and well-hung man really caught my eye and we would later spend a lot of time together online. We became friends and then even closer friends/lovers/friends with benefits in a long- distance relationship. Even though I loved this guy (my first), it did not seem 'right' , 'normal' or 'natural' to me. It was only when I stumbled on this site- a couple of years in the relationship- that I realised that I was not a freak, that I was not alone and that there were others like me. Chatting and reading the members' posts on this wonderful site throughout the years has helped me grow in so many ways and has opened my mind. Thank you! 
For me it was just plain horniness. I was young and wanted sex so bad and though I had game with girls (as much as a 16yr old can have I guess) girls are complicated. I figured guys would be easier and, since I found out they cruise in the park, I could have sex with a guy and not even need to worry about finding a room, etc. I’ve posted about it somewhere else on the forum. Turns out I was right and it was fun. He was older but I was definitely the aggressor. I didn’t think too much about being gay or bi, I just wanted to get laid and have fun with sex, and I definitely accomplished that.
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Def agree with this. sex with other guys, to whatever limits, oran anal etc is just way less complicated lol than women
I agree, guys are less complicated. We understand that when the itch to get off hits us, we’ll do just about anything to scratch it.
Though I am bi, I know if I can’t get pussy fast enough, that a quick pop online and I’ll soon be connected to a horny guy willing to put his dick in my open holes with no questions asked!
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I needed a strong massage affer a hard training week, I was 18 and not confident and didnt feel secure with my body image, so I thought it would be easy to be naked in front of an older man that wouldnt judge me and give me a decent massage than a woman.
This was the begining of my journey of sex with men. Over the course of several massages, he did and try various things with me, each time taking things further and further. I was happy, consenting and enjoyed the experience whenever I got the urge. Im glad that he provided me a safe, comfortable place to explore my sexuality.
I really didn't start having any sexual thoughts about other guys till I was 19. From there it went from a passing thought to something I fantasized about more and more. Eventually, I found myself not only fantasizing about having sex with men, but fucking myself with a dildo and cumming in my mouth. Even then... I tried to pretend to myself that it was a passing interest and I was totally straight. I finally hooked up with a guy till I was 25 (a little over two years ago) and for the next six months I only had sex with guys. For awhile, I was convinced I had turned completely gay. Eventually, my interest in women made itself known again, and I finally accepted myself as bi. Frankly, if I had just absorbed that truth when I was 19 or 20, I could have dodged a wild personal roller coaster.
Agreed, if your talking about the mechanics of just the sex. Gay relationships are another story. Here is an interesting fact from the DOJ. In the instance of domestic violence, a household with two females is the most common, if you extrapolate the data considering actual numbers ranked per capita. A household with two males is slightly less percentage-wise than a heterosexual household.I found that very interesting. I've never been in a long term sexual relationship with a guy...ever. I never really had the desire. I have long lasting very intimate friendships with guys, straight guys, but no sex. My best friend knows me better than anyone. We've known each other since college. It is just really hard to build friendships like that later in life. You are jaded by that time and have a hard time being totally open and honest. When you're a kid, you tell each other everything. Honestly, I love the guy more than just about anyone. I love my kids only slightly more. Does that make me sound like a horrible person? Both of my wives hated him profoundly. My second wife was sure we were screwing around. He knows everything about me...everything. He has never had any sexual encounters with a guy. That is unless you consider what we have done as sexual. No, he is the gorgeous ladykiller type. Women swoon when he walks into a room. Our two oldest sons are best buds too. I digress, We've slept naked together ...just slept. We shower together all the time. We do kiss on the mouth...he's from Italy...so it's a European thing. I have other guy friends with which I don't do any of this stuff. Not that I think any less of them. It's a personality thing. I don't really think it even has to do with the fact I've had sex with guys either. It just is. I don't do the labeling thing. That is so stupid. LOL, That is why I could never be a Democrat. That's all they do. Anyway, we are both very secure guys. I don't look to other people to define who I am. The weird thing is I have three very close friends and they really don't get along. That has always bothered me a lot. I've stopped trying to figure that one out.
Pursuant to my previous post, I think it is of paramount importance for men to have very close intimate friends. Especially nowadays because men are the bad guys now. I will make this statement and see if anyone agrees with me. I have better relationships with men than with women. Women are always trying the oneupsmanship thing. They have been taught, probably since the late 1920s after they got the vote, to demoralize and dominate men. I'm going to sound like a real bonafide misogynist here but women, are good for sex and children and little else. That's a personal observation. I've had two wives. When the passionate sex wears off there is little left. I didn't find what my parents had. You know the once in a lifetime thing. Then again, if my dad had lived into old age, who knows what would have happened.
Very horny guy with a very vanilla wife. Sex was always few and far between not mention very monotonous and boring. You can only missionary so often. She has little imagination or libido. Over the years I had many guys hit on me and I got my share of blow jobs and hand jobs men. Finally after 30 years of flustration I decided I wasn't going to my grave with regrets. Told the wife to shape up or I would find satisfaction elsewhere. She improved but too little too late. I figured from experience I could be satisfied from men because women were too difficult to come by and that guys only want to get off with no emotional bonding.
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